Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 3159

The next day, the Wastelands welcomed a bright sunny sky after the rain. In Throne City, everyone was busy as countless matters needed to be reorganized and planned.

This most perfect great city in the Wastelands had now become a land of freedom and ease.

Why was it called a land of ease? Because Andrew had issued an order that everyone could freely enter and leave the city gates.

As long as they followed the newly announced rules and understood the boundaries, everything was fine.

Of course, the so-called laws were nothing more than a few simple guidelines.

Andrew had only ruled this massive city for one day, so it was impossible for him to draft formal laws, let alone fully implement them.

Behind the freedom of movement, however, was strict defense. Every soldier of the Dragonfang Legion remained on constant alert.

Taking the city had been difficult, yet Andrew had succeeded. If defending the city was the task now, the soldiers were full of confidence, because it surely could not be harder than conquering it.

The warriors of the Highland Tribe were especially motivated because they had gained a new homeland they had never dared to dream of. From now on, they would thrive and multiply in Throne City. They would no longer live like before, being driven away by other races and forces, forced to hide and survive in humiliation.

Andrew alone patrolled the entire city once. Especially along the city walls, the damage caused by the earlier assault had already been repaired through nonstop work.

Petyr personally came forward and expressed his desire to stay and live in Throne City as well.

Andrew agreed, but with conditions. "First, if you live here, then from now on, you are my subject. Everything you do must follow my will."

Petyr agreed without hesitation, and he even looked deeply grateful.

Andrew asked curiously, "Why do you not return to your Dark Clans? The lifestyle of your kind is not really suited for human cities, is it?"

Petyr smiled politely and said, "Sir, you may not know this, but I have lived among humans for nearly 100 years. In fact, I fell in love with this way of life, and I have grown used to living in human cities."

Andrew raised an eyebrow. "You drink human blood, right? What you did in the City of Hope is none of my concern, but on my territory, Petyr, you must follow my rules."

Petyr hurriedly replied, "Sir, I have long known that you are a great ruler. Under your command, I would never dare to cut corners or break the rules. I do drink human blood, but I also drink the blood of other creatures. Human blood tastes better and benefits my body more, but compared to satisfying my desires, I would rather follow the rules, especially rules set by someone as wise as you."

Andrew waved his hand. "Don't flatter me too much. I don't buy that. In short, you must act legally and properly. Don't cause trouble. If you affect the stability of Throne City, you know the consequences."

Petyr promised, "Of course. I am now a law-abiding citizen of Throne City. How could I harm my own home? Also, there are many ways for me to obtain human blood. For example, I can use money to exchange for blood donated willingly by people. Sir, you don't mind that, right?"

Andrew replied, "As long as it is voluntary and you follow the rules, I don't mind."

Petra said, "It is confirmed that the two angels are already dead. The Cathedral has sent two new Scarlet Cardinals from Lomuia. Together with Kass, they will escort the bodies of the two angels back to the Cathedral for burial."

Andrew hesitated for a moment and said, "I will go see them off."

Petra was stunned. "See them off? I do not think that is necessary. The Cathedral is completely immersed in grief right now. It might not be appropriate for you to go at this time."

Petra's words were already very polite.

What he really meant was that Andrew now dominated the Wastelands. If he went over at this moment, would it not feel like he was mocking the Cathedral?

If things went wrong, it could even turn into a confrontation fueled by hatred.

There was no need to provoke them like that.

Andrew smiled and said, "I am now, after all, the King of the Wastelands. If guests are leaving, it is only natural for the host to see them off."

Petra's face twitched. He thought to himself, 'You should listen to what you are saying… Does that even sound like something a normal person would say?'