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?"