Strongest Among the Heavens
Chapter 150: Holy Woman

Chapter 150: Holy Woman

The reason why they didn’t attack from their current position was because it was impossible to win. There were walls and readied arms at the perimeter of the capital. However, by going up north and attacking from that direction, they would encounter Dubgall’s Bridge which directly led to the capital.

The main point of contention was Dugball’s Bridge. Once it was crossed, victory would be in their grasp.

That was what the individuals at the war room likely assumed too. Kazi got a good look at the players that were representing each guild. He sincerely doubted any of them knew the intricacies of Irish history. Even if they did, knowing the specifics of this battle was next to impossible. Depending on the level of the study, they might go along with the instated plan simply due to already knowing that the Irish would win.

But it would take just one person from the enemy side to destroy that confidence and history. One person.

"Are you alright?" William asked. "You’ve been standing there for a good minute."

"Sorry. Trying to come up with a strategy here. The issue is that I need to get into the war room and I doubt they’re going to allow me that so easily." A castle that was not supposed to exist yet did due to the creative liberties the architects of Heavenly Tower took. If he went through by force, it wouldn’t be a good look. Any attempt to reason with the guards would be futile. Other players had already tried. "Let’s go to the camps. There might be someone that can help us out."

Kazi sought someone with strong allies and a dash of charisma. Someone that would garner the attention of the guilds. Someone whose speaking skills nearly rivalled his own.

Eventually, he found someone at the outskirts of the village. Not too far and not too close, it was a woman that was surrounded by twenty-five players. A pretty blonde that was leading a guild through sweet words and great confidence.

"Oh, hi! Is there something you need?"

Lush blonde hair that reached her waist and a corset highlighted in purple metal with a long black skirt. Her big blue eyes brightened up at him and she smiled with dimples. Her name was Samantha and despite being Level 15 she was a magnet.

’Level 15, Level 17, Level 19, and...’ Kazi’s gaze flickered over to a young man in a skull mask. ’Level 22. Strong.’

"Teammates or guild?" Kazi asked.

Samantha tilted her head innocently. "I’m the leader of this guild, yes. Freshly made." She giggled and stood up. "We call ourselves...the Children of Athena! No actual affiliation with Athena though."

A second cute giggle. Kazi found himself liking her. She knew her strengths and she catered to them well.

William was caught in it. "Hi, I’m William."

"Good to meet you, William." She blinked twice and put a hand over her mouth, her head pointing up to make eye-contact. "Wow, you are tall!"

"Thanks." William sheepishly rubbed his head.

"You have a lot of people," Kazi noted out loud. "How about a temporary truce?" he asked.

"For what exactly? I’m not following." Her smile implied she was listening though.

"I want to get to the war room with the High King and the representatives."

"Ah, the room with the big guys? Ha, just getting out was a mess," Samantha said, shaking her head. "Must have taken half an hour for everyone to leave and get organized. I almost lost Dee over here."

Dee was the Level 19 player. Young and built like an athlete, a spear stabbed in the ground beside her, and donned in shiny chainmail armour. Upon a second look, he realized he knew Dee: she participated in the 2020 Olympics in javelin throwing for Australia. She got a bronze medal if his memory served him correctly, which it always did.

Kazi wore a jolly smile and sat down on the grass, joining the little guild. A leg stretched out, a knee raised, and an arm on said knee, he presented himself as cool and amicable. "Don’t worry, it’s nothing serious. I’m sure you understand by now that the Heavenly Games are based on real life events or mythology. History books can really help us."

"History books," Samantha muttered, plopping down, hands laid on her thighs. "Ah! We can message players outside and tell them to—"

"Good idea but I already tried that. There’s no messaging allowed once you’re here."

Samantha attempted to message anyway. She received the same box he did.

[ Messaging features have been disabled for Gate 10! ]

"Darn it." Samantha pursed her lips. "So, what’s your idea? Is it something big?"

"I’m a historian and archeologist, see. I’ve studied this battle and I know how it’s going to go. It’s called the Battle of Clontarf of 1014. Feel that weather? It’s spring. Specifically, April 22nd, one day before we march and battle. If we want to limit casualties, then we need everyone on board, whether it be the Templars or rogue players. To do that, all I need is some backing. I need to be in the war room."

If enough people come together, then even the Templars could be swayed.

From the moment he laid eyes on her, he understood the type of person Samantha was. Ambitious, sharp, and manipulative. The type to get what she wanted. The type to win no matter what. A small fish in a small pond.

’Everyone has noticed the calculations in our objectives, but what does it mean? In her mind, I’m sure it refers to contribution. The larger your contribution to this battle, the more XP and points you receive.’

Samantha looked to her friends. "What do you think, everyone? Should we try and take him to the room?"

"We should hear his plan first," Skullmask said. Because yes, that was his name. A bit too on the nose, frankly.

"Fair enough." Kazi’s smile became a point of light. "There’s a river east of here..."

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