Chapter summary of Chapter 2033 – After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World by NispedanaSan
In Chapter 2033, a key chapter of the acclaimed Romance novel After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World by NispedanaSan, readers are drawn deeper into a story filled with emotion, conflict, and transformation. This chapter brings crucial developments and plot twists that make it essential reading. Whether you’re new to the book or a loyal fan, this section delivers unforgettable moments that define the essence of After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World.
Waco’s sister died as a collateral damage during a war, years ago. Erol had his own bunker and members of his team and their families, if they could not fight in the war, were set to hide there.
However, for everyone’s safety, it had to be closed before the war began. No matter who was trying to get in beyond this point, even Erol himself, cannot be allowed inside.
This was Erol’s strict instruction, and he would not monitor it afterwards.
Waco’s sister was late to come over, arriving an hour after the war began. It so happened that leaks entered and passed over the area. The girl died right by the bunker’s door.
He thought that Waco understood this. But now he realized that he had always kept the blame and anger in his heart.
That said, while his dying too early was regretful because they couldn’t get information, Erol wasn’t planning on keeping him alive after an interrogation anyway. They were in the middle of nowhere and were not in a position to drag around a prisoner.
"I’m sorry for your loss," Garan said with that flat tone of his. Erol shook his head.
"Don’t apologize. I’m thankful," he said. "If you hadn’t been there, I wouldn’t have known how I died."
"Do you have any idea who sent him?" he asked. Even if there was a personal vendetta involved, he could’ve made a move early on. Why wait now?
Not to mention, Erol vaguely remembered that those two siblings didn’t get along well. When she died, he didn’t seem to have been in despair at all.
Waco’s reasoning felt more like an excuse than anything.
Until the end, Waco was protecting someone else.
Erol didn’t speak. He was actually part of the third faction in Metteo Town—the one comprised of commoner talents—and was considered a small noble himself.
The other two factions had always been wary of them because they comprised a larger number of people, including commoners. They might be much weaker individually, but in terms of numbers, the other two had a smaller population combined.
Erol had always been a thorn to the other two sides, who had already gone through intermarriage in the past two generations. Another one was coming up soon, too.
It could be either of them. Judging by how his attitude was, this was a deep undercover that must’ve started since he began his ventures.
That thought was actually more painful than anything. Had he been fooled from the start?
Had the friend he trusted with his back been laughing at him all this time?
Another night descended on them, and this time, while they rested, Althea gave him some sweet wine. The others also got a taste, and Erol’s teammates finally understood how he could take this job for a small bottle of it.
As for the alcohol content, it was not high. The drink was light and wouldn’t make them inebriated at all, especially considering their levels.
"A little drink to soften one’s psyche," she said, and the rest of the group clinked their personal cups.
"Thank you," Erol said, voice a little raspy as if he had been crying. "It’s a bit embarrassing to be in this state when I’m with a client, but it’s an experience."
He tried to add levity to his own situation. His teammates were no less betrayed than him though, and some of them sniffled instead.
Maika looked at him and sighed.

"And...be careful of your Lord."

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