Chapter 266: Chapter 260, Despite the Lack i
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Bronze Bull prepared food for the newly purchased slaves.
In their anxiousness, the slaves carefully ate their food, constantly observing their new master, as well as Bronze Bull and Anjia.
Bronze Bull was different from Anjia.
He held high prestige among the Orcs.
Since the new master had received Bronze Bull’s approval, he wouldn’t be too cruel, would he?
That’s what all the slaves were thinking.
At the other end of the table, Fang Hao continued to look at Lorrey curiously, asking, “When will your tribesmen arrive, do I need to arrange for someone to pick them up?”
The attributes of the Blackfoot Cat Tribe were quite good.
Making it an affiliated village would be a good decision.
sitting in the chair, swinging his legs back and forth, Lorrey said, “Can I go and have a look at your territory first, to familiarize myself with the road?”
“Of course.”
Hao Fang signed the slave contract without worrying about his secrets being discovered.
“How did you sell yourself to the slave traders?” Fang Hao continued to ask.
The slave trader mentioned that Lorrey had stopped the slave trading team and sold himself.
“Aha! I planned to go to the Human-like City, but I didn’t know the way. I heard that these guys were going to sell slaves to humans, so I decided to follow them.” Lorrey seemed to have everything within his plans.
Well, Fang Hao didn’t probe further.
This Lorrey, his mind works just like Anjia’s.
After all the rabbit girls and fox girls filled their stomachs, the large group began to return.
When they saw the outline of the main city and the massive undead armies from afar.
Historically, this scene happened again.
The rabbit and fox girls either fainted or huddled together in fear.
At this point, Lorrey was on all fours, arching his back, his entire body’s hair standing on end.
He turned to jump out of the carriage.
But as soon as his hind legs started to push, Anjia grabbed his neck and firmly pressed him onto the ground.
No matter how he struggled, he couldn’t break free.
The caravan directly passed through the undead army and entered the city.
Eira came out with the maids to greet them, and seeing the faces of the terrified rabbit and fox girls at the back of the carriage, she also felt a bit used to the sight.
“Okay, Eira, take them to familiarize themselves with the place, and tell them the rules of the territory.” Fang Hao stepped off the carriage.
“Yes, master.” Eira replied with a smile.
Eira was the head maid, and she would also be in charge of assigning jobs to the new maids.
Meeting them beforehand also had its benefits.
“What about me?” Lorrey didn’t know where to go.
The slave contract had been signed, and he couldn’t even run.
“You can go and take a look at the territory as well,” said Fang Hao.
“Oh,” Lorrey jumped off the carriage and followed Eira and the others.
Everyone dispersed, each busy with their own tasks.
Fang Hao went back to his mansion, took a sip of fruit wine served by the maid, and started to recover from his journey.
After resting for a while, he left the mansion again, preparing to go to the tailor and the goldsmith to check on their progress.
On the way, a tall Skeleton Troll passed by.
This Skeleton Troll had only one eye in the middle of his forehead.
It must be the one-eyed troll that was transformed yesterday.
Checking its attributes.
[Skeleton One-eyed Troll (Rank 7)]
[Faction: Undead]
[Racial Traits: Undead, Hollow Skeleton, Weak to Light, Lack of Vertical Sense.]
[Skills: Fleshless Body, Multiple Attacks, Giant Club.]
[Innate Abilities: Intermediate Mastery in Combat, Intermediate Mastery in
Defense, Advanced Mastery in Blunt Weapons.]
[Lack of Vertical Sense]: Perception -30%.
[Fleshless Body]: (Passive Skill) Physical damage taken reduced by 35%. [Multiple Heavy Strikes]: (Active Skill) Initiates two giant club strikes.
[Giant Club]: (Active Skill) Hits target, damage increased by 25%, causes knockback and knockdown effect on small targets.
(Note: Skeleton soldiers transformed from corpses still retain the characteristics and attack methods of their past life.)
It turned out to be a Rank 7 unit.
Fang Hao further investigated a few other transformed one-eyed trolls. They were all Rank 5 except for this one who was Rank 7.
It seemed that among the one-eyed trolls that his party had killed, there was a minor leader.
It’s just that I didn’t pay attention at the time and killed it without realizing it. There’s not much to say about the properties of the Skeleton Cyclops Troll. The skills mentioned the giant club, which implies blunt mastery, hinting to equip it with a Wolf Fang Club weapon.
One of the racial characteristics noted an absence of intuition, with target perception decreasing by 30%.
This didn’t make much sense. After all, it had become undead and had hollow eyes. A lack of perception reducing by 30% seemed unjustifiable.
But the properties were generated this way, and there was nothing he could do about it.
After reading the properties of the Skeleton Cyclops Troll, Fang Hao continued on to the tailor to chat for a while.
By the time he returned to the Mansion, Eira also came back bringing along a group of new maids.
The worries on her face seemed much less, but her gaze towards Fang Hao was still evasive.
“Master, should I prepare dinner?” Eira asked.
“Yes, have their rooms been sorted out?”
“Everything has been arranged, and we have enough rooms,” Eira answered. “Then go prepare the dinner, let them get used to the surroundings today, and we’ll arrange work for them tomorrow.”
“Yes, master.”
Eira went to prepare dinner, while the new maids were ushered to warehouse to get their supplies.
From now on they would live here.
In the Mansion’s main hall.
Lorrey was holding a cup filled with fruit wine, taking a careful sip.
He asked,” You won’t really turn us into skeletons, will you?”
“If you’d like to become a skeleton, I can make that happen,” Fang Hao replied. “No, no thanks.” Lorrey quickly shook his head and continued, “If my tribe comes here, will you make things difficult for them?”
His own fate was sealed after signing the contract.
If this wasn’t a right decision, he wouldn’t bring his tribe here.
“As long as they follow the rules within my territory, I won’t make things difficult for you, and you will get support and protection,” Fang Hao answered. “Just like the Chieftain Bronze Bull?”
“The Bronze Bull Tribe is just one among many. In my territory, nearly two hundred Orc Tribes need to obey the rules here.”
To this point, his territory was no longer the little village it was initially.
It now included the Orc Tribes in the Frost Mountain Range, with a count exceeding two hundred.
“Oh, then I need to consider,” Lorrey was still a bit cautious.
“You can. Live here for a few days to get used to it.”
“Oh, thank you,” Lorrey gave thanks.
It seemed that Fang Hao was not as domineering as he had expected.
Clip-clop, clip-clop!
While the two were chatting, a rush of hoofbeats sounded outside the door.
Then, a heavy infantry soldier led a man with a sack over his head inside.
He stepped forward and stated, “Master, this man claims to be from Rose
Tavern and requests to see you. General Terry has sent him here.”
Terry and his heavy infantry were stationed at the fortress on the southern side of the main city.
This bartender had gone to the fortress today, specifically stating he had urgent news for Fang Hao.
Concerned that it might be something critical, Terry dispatched his men to escort him here.
For the sake of avoiding unnecessary trouble, he had been brought in with a thick sack over his head, like a captured enemy.
“Take off his hood, let me ask him,” Fang Hao ordered.
The heavy infantry pulled off the sack, revealing a red-faced bartender.
The sack was removed.
The bartender could now see his surroundings.
The wide, illuminated hall; the shining Nightstone chandelier; and the heavy, graceful silk curtains.
The bartender blinked his eyes to bring his vision into focus.
There were Orcs and Lizardmen stationed on both sides of the hall. To the side, a maid in a black and white dress was cleaning up.
What’s going on?
Was he brought to the Royal Palace?
“Not busy at the tavern today?”
The bartender followed the voice upward, seeing a familiar face smiling at him from the throne atop the stairs.
It’s Fang Hao, yes, he was here to find Fang Hao.
“Fang Hao, my sister has been kidnapped. She said only you could save her.”