Survival Queen of the Frozen Wastes novel Chapter 409

Chapter 409 No Forgiveness

How could she face NorthWind and the Drifters, who were sobbing over SouthWind’s death just moments ago?

If she crossed this line, Hope Gund’s ironclad unity and bottom line would completely collapse.

Riley still didn’t give Blade an answer.

Her hands slowly relaxed their grip on her axes.

Then, she turned around and looked at the others, silently asking for their opinions.

But the cold, hard glares of everyone around her made their stance perfectly clear.

“Put your stuff away,” Riley spoke.

The six men snapped their heads up, a glimmer of hope flashing in their eyes, thinking Riley was going to take them in.

But her next words instantly plunged them into an icy abyss.

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“When we were fighting off the abyssal monsters earlier, you guys held the front line. You didn’t back down, and you didn’t pull any dirty tricks. You truly fought side by side with us. So, the rewards from the jade chest are what you earned with your lives. The system gave them to you, so you keep them. I’m not gonna rob you, and I have no interest in them.”

Riley took a step forward and continued, “But that doesn’t mean I forgive you, and it certainly doesn’t mean the Drifters Alliance or Hope Guild forgives you.”

She pointed at the widespread ruins around them. “WarWolf started a war over resources for no reason. How many Drifters died because of it? If that monster horde hadn’t shown up, your blades would be buried in our necks right now.

“The system rewarded you for your part in fighting the monsters. But the blood feud between us can’t be erased with a few blueprints. Letting you walk away alive with your loot, instead of killing you for revenge, is the absolute maximum mercy I can offer.” Riley’s tone was icy, pronouncing her judgment word by word. “Hope Guild doesn’t take in people who owe our allies a blood debt. Get lost. Next time we meet, we won’t hold back.”

Blade’s lips trembled violently. He wanted to say more, but he swallowed the words.

What’s done was done. People had to pay for their actions, and she was right–sparing their lives was already an act of supreme

mercy.

The light in the six men’s eyes died completely, replaced by an ashen despair. But they didn’t dare rebel, nor did they dare show any resentment. They silently stowed their supplies into their Inventories and helped each other stand.

The six men turned to Riley, Hope Guild, and the Drifters Alliance, and offered a deep, prolonged bow.

Then, they turned and stumbled out of the ruined camp gates, their silhouettes soon swallowed by the vast, white snowfield.

In a corner no one was paying attention to, the member count of “WarWolf,” the guild currently ranking first on the leaderboard. quietly ticked down from “102” to “96” after already suffering a massive drop.

10:13 am Ppp.

Chapter 410 An Invitation and a Legacy

Chapter 410 An Invitation and a Legacy

Riley had no interest in the futures of those six, nor did she dwell on it.

However, their actions did remind her of something.

She turned and looked into the distance.

NorthWind was standing by the ruins of the Bonfire Altar, pulling up his panel to replan the camp’s layout.

Riley crunched through the snow toward him. PineappleBeer and TartKing flanked her, following close behind.

Hearing footsteps, NorthWind stopped wh

he

“Boss SpicyBurger, I really can’t thank was doing and turned to Riley, speaking first.

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you enough. I just checked the oil generator in the basement; it’s still intact. We barely have anyone left in our guild now. We can renegotiate the ratio we agreed on before–let’s make it 80-20. As long as I get 20%, it’s enough to feed the remaining Drifters. You can just send someone to collect your share regularly.”

“Save the thanks. We can all see the heavy losses the Drifters took.” Riley shook her head, dismissing the topic to cut straight to the chase. “NorthWind, what’s your plan for the Drifters Alliance moving forward?”

NorthWind froze,

over his shoulder.

Camp

Including himself, only eleven Drifters survived. Hanna was practically their only capable fighter left. Everyone was running on fumes, and the

so wrecked they couldn’t even find a single intact wooden cabin.

“…” North

mouth but didn’t know how to answer. After going through so much, his head was an absolute mess.

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