Chapter 125: Lord
A notification appeared on Cassius’s panel.
[You have occupied a city with a popution of ten thousand, gaining the special achievement 【Lord】]
Achievement 【Lord】
“This will bey territory, and I shall be the Lord of the world! —queror King Audick”
Trait gained: 【Law of Dictatorship】
Charisma +1
Rulership Proficy +6
You have quered cities through sheer power. Your dictatorial rule instills fear in all, making it difficult for any sidered “subjects” to defy your ands within your territory. Additionally, your edicts will take on the force of natural w within this nd.
(Note: Any pyers in your territory belonging to your fa who attempt to break the w must pass a strict will check; otherwise, they will be senteo death. Based on the size of your territory and number of subjects, you may currently enact up to three ws.)
An invisible forveloped Cassius.
His charisma increased to a daunting 26—almost parable to some a dragons, thousands of years old, deeply ected to the world.
A unique, psionic-like power also emerged within Cassius’s will, waiting to be used.
"Law of Dictatorship, iing."
"This will be effective for trolling the pyers."
While pyers appear chaotid unruly, they are, iy, bound by the greatest order—the system.
Everything they do, from bat to leveling up, strictly follows the system's rules.
Now, with 【Law of Dictatorship】, Cassius could establish himself as a pseudo-system administrator, implementing precise trol over pyers’ as, until they bee aced to it and willingly serve Ember as bor.
"Let’s try it out."
With this thought, Cassius wielded the invisible force tied to his will, issuing his first “Law of Dictatorship.”
Based on what he knew of pyers, they would definitely viote this w, allowing him to see the effects of this new ability.
【No theft is permitted here.】
"Whoa, this city’s way bigger than Baator City."
"Yeah."
"I heard it has over ten thousand people."
"The modeling is so realistic, even the marks oy walls feel a."
Pyers stood at the city gate, gazing up at the tall walls of Trow City, which had stood for turies, marveling at the sight.
"Imagine how many lootable items there must be in such a big city."
The pyer with the ID “Noe’s Verse” remarked.
Everyouro him, watg him warily and putting some distaween them.
“Noe’s Verse” was a rogue with the sub-css 【Thief】, already at level three, notorious as a pickpocket. Alongside “Surf Stripling,” he art of the “Twin Sdrels of the Mines,” infamous for stealing tless newbie pyers' money and gear in the dark mines.
His css traits 【Quick Hands】 and 【Gentleman Thief】 allowed him to get away with each theft, leaving his victims seething but helpless, venting their rage on the forums.
"Get lost, Noal Scum!"
"Don’t go into the city with us!"
Pyers despised him, as he’d robbed hundreds of people.
Noe’s Verse protested, "I’m just making a ent, not doing anything. I haven’t stolen from you—what’s with the attitude?"
Ohe other pyers had moved on, he pulled out a retly stolen ring, his lips curling into a sinister, smug smile.
【Treasure Ring】
Quality: on
Description: A valuable ring that be sold at a jewelry store for five gold s.
"Heh, nice loot."
Using his “Gentleman Thief” trait, Noe’s Verse silently jumped onto the rooftop of a building.
Mier, the pyer he’d stolen from noticed something was off, felt his empty finger, and yelled.
"Wait… my ring is gone!"
"Damn it, it’s Noal Scum!"
Wheurned around in fury, Noe’s Verse had already vanished.
"ime, e with me to er him!"
"This bastard is the worst!"
"That was a reward I earned after grinding for over ten days—"
While the pyers raged over their losses, Noe’s Verse had already picked a lock, sneaking into a vish mansion.
"Heh, Baator City had nothing like this—just a pesky sheriff."
"This is a paradise for thieves!"
The interior was finely decorated, with expensive gold and silver jewelry dispyed in mahogany ets.
Noe’s Verse eagerly rubbed his hands, his eyes shining with excitement.
"This neckce is worth fifteen gold s, this bracelet eleven, this pendant twenty-one, and these earrings six…"
"Heh heh."
"Hello, my precious—"
Suddenly, Noe’s Verse froze.
Notifications rapidly refreshed on his panel.
[You have vioted 【Law of Dictatorship Cuse 1—No theft is permitted here】]
[You must pass a will check.]
[Target for the check: 20; your result: 2]
[Will check failed]
[Status acquired: Death]
Noe’s Verse could only mutter, "Damn it…"
Before he could react, a powerful, invisible force crushed his brain.
"Pop!"
His head exploded like a smashed watermelon, leaving red and white sptters on the floor.
The day, rumors spread of several mysterious headless bodies found in Vist Burton’s mansion, scattered in various locations with nearby locks pried open.
People cimed they were loyal followers of t Dawson, aiming to assassinate Vist Burton, who had surreo Ember , only to fall into the Vist's well-prepared trap.
Meanwhile, several posts appeared on the pyer forum.
"Serious pint about the game’s unfair treatment ue pyers!"
"Is there a bug in the game?"
"What kind of w is this—"
"Thievery is part of the world’s fabric; banning it disrupts the game’s flow."
However, the ents uhese posts were rgely mog, especially in Noe’s Verse’s thread, where victims celebrated.
"Good and evil always e full circle."
"Look up if you don’t believe—officials spare no one."
"Noe: I steal your money. Officials: I steal your head."
"Fully support! Suggest extending this w to Baator City."
"It seems it’s already updated there—now sheriffs ’t catch thief pyers, only the native pickpockets."
"Justice is served!"
"Nice job, devs!"
"Why doesn’t this trigger when I steal in Northwind Fortress? Hasn’t it updated yet?"
"Surf Scum, why aren’t you dead yet—"
Cassius browsed the pyer posts, nodding slightly.
This first dispy of “killing the chi to scare the monkey” seemed effective. These pyers now viewed his art of the system’s rules. Ohey got used to this, he could gradually impose stricter regutions.
He’d just have to pace himself; harvesting too aggressively might drive pyers away from Ember , which wouldn’t be ideal.
FAL
