After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World-Chapter 1065: Patte in Jail

"Well, he jumped right to it," Jun said, sighing.

They wanted to minimize the damage by egging the aborigines to send themselves to prison first. It was always a fool-proof way they used to handle troublesome aborigines who could actually injure people.

This batch was a little smarter though, so only a few managed to go using that method. All the talking and no action apparently consumed all of Baku’s patience.

Anyway, the attack became a signal for an all-out chaos to explode. Each one of Patte’s team trying to escape on their own.

The elementalists showered them with attacks in response. Some tried to take hostages or meat shields, but they didn’t realize that every single citizen could at least defend themselves or run away as needed!

Some even got to the scope of an internal sentry, and that took care of one of them!

The last level 20 was handled by Baku, who pretty much threw him all over the place.

"AHHH!"

Bang!

"GAHHH!"

Boom!

"NOOooooo!"

SLAM!

When that person was left half-dead on the ground, Baku shifted his attention to another person. That person flinched and paled in fear, immediately deciding to attack a nearby passerby instead.

His heart was filled with hostility, genuinely trying to inflict damage even if he had to be taken down for it!

With a flash of light, he disappeared without succeeding in hurting anyone, but he did not mind as much as he thought. When he landed in the stifling system prison, he had never been so relieved!

Of course, whether he’d be fine after being beaten up by the people already in prison was another topic altogether.

Anyway, back in the streets, the cleanup was about to be finished, with most already handled though they were all half-dead already.

Even until now, the passerbys had not left—they only increased. Of course, they made sure to stand out of the way so they didn’t become hostages or meatshields for the enemies.

"Wow, Baku’s showing his fangs," the bystander from before said. This was Baron, and he finished his drink as if he wasn’t targetted just now.

Their amusement decreased though, when the enemies started to insult their favorite tiger!

"Don’t touch me, vile creature!" the enemy yelled, desperately trying to avoid Baku’s hold.

"Hey! Don’t insult Baku!!" the citizens yelled, throwing rocks (or whatever) at him. Because there were so many, some ended up hitting him.

"Ugly bastard!"

"Disgusting scum!"

The aborigine’s eyes twitched in anger. "YOU—"

Baku’s lips twitched. To be honest, he was so used to the prior insults that it no longer affected him. Seeing the citizens passionately speaking for him though, made him soften a little.

"It’s fine," Baku said with that low, gruff, voice of his. "Go on with your day, people."

Baku was the only half-orc in the territory now. Gochi and Maomao were clearing different parts of the region with a relatively large team. Maomao was also a guard now, given exemption without anyone questioning it at all.

(It helped that many people saw Maomao kill a low-level monster with a single kick, so there was that.)

The popcorn-eating crowd lingered for a bit, but some were quite obedient and went on their way. They didn’t forget to turn back to see if there was more drama though.

Fortunately, the gathering of the prisoners was relatively uneventful. No one had the energy remaining to escape, and they could only be dragged off obediently. The guards pulled the chains while Baku and a few others remained at the back to make sure there were no accidents.

As they escorted the injured prisoners to their destination, one of the guards—Angelo—couldn’t help but nudge Baku.

"You really didn’t hold back."

Baku looked at the chained prisoners in front of them. "They smelled evil," he said, his nose twitching unconsciously, expressing his disgust. "It made me want to kill them."

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While this was happening, Garan and a few others headed to the prisoners’ destination—the torture chambers.

Before heading there though, they made sure that Yassop did a strict oath of non-betrayal towards Alterra as well as non-disclosure agreements.

He was led to the torture chambers which had a few people, but no Patte for now.

Until, of course, they heard the door open, revealing the newcomers dragged into a separate cells. They all looked horrible with ruffled hair and clothing, some with burns on their bodies, while some had broken faces.

Patte’s nose was bent and blood was pouring out of his nose. The rest of his face was swollen, and he was helplessly dragging of feet.

Patte happened to go past Yassop and his eyes widened when he recognized him. "YOU!!!"

He thought of how they were caught an hour after they entered and his eyes turned red. "YOU TRAITOR!" he yelled, lunging at him. However, he was pulled back by the chains they wrapped him in, held back by Baku.

"AHH!" Patte screamed, the sudden movements causing tremors of pain inside his body.

Still, his anger made him forget the pain for a few seconds as he tried to go to Yassop, though to no avail. His face looked horrible, and his going berserk made him look scarier.

The guards just pulled them all back and put them in separate cells. The cells in the torture chambers are solitary, but they’re small.

Gill went to Garan to make his report. "Captain," he said. "A few of them are in prison at this time. Should we collect all of them here?"

Garan shook his head. "They can stay there for a bit, and just bring them all here when it’s time to kill them all."

"We can’t kill him—at least not now," Yassop said. "His father has a magic tool that will alert him if Patte dies."

They all turned to him, waiting for him to tell them more. "I heard them mention this plenty of times before, because he was rarely in the Town."

"What kind of tool is it?"

"I am not sure, nor do I know if it could indicate where the person dies, so I suggest keeping him alive until you’re ready to go against Basset Town."

Althea narrowed her eyes. Interesting tool.

She looked at Gill. "Determine who the witnesses are and make them sign non-disclosures for this event," she said. "Give them contribution points in exchange."

"Yes, Miss Althea."

"Assuming we block this news, it will probably take a few months before they find out about this," she said. "We hope to extract as much information from him as possible.

"Also…there is someone who would want to meet him very much—but she needs a couple of months before she can see him without putting herself in danger."

Yassop looked at her curiously.

"Have you heard of what he did in our associate village?" she asked. Yassop took a moment to remember the discussions. His eyebrows rose.

"The Lord of Belluga Town…"

Althea nodded. "She relinquished ownership of the token and is now our citizen," she said. "I reckon she’d want to take his life herself."

Yassop’s eyes flickered. "You… are very considerate."

Althea smiled at him. "We can have your daughter have a stab, if you want."

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