Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead - Chapter 229
Chapter 225, Repairing the Silver Necklace_l
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Upon hearing that Fang Hao requested for Holy Snow Silk worm larvae, Tavek looked at him suspiciously.
Hadn’t Fang Hao given up on raising silkworms yet?
Were the silkworms he had purchased from him last time not dead yet, or were they already dead, and he still persisted?
But these were not what he had to consider.
Fang Hao had a decent team that was more than capable of protecting his caravan safely.
He was clear about this, so since the other party wanted to exchange his reward for silkworm larvae, he could accept this condition.
“Alright, since Mr. Fang Hao desires it, I naturally won’t be stingy, let’s use the Holy Snow Silk worm larvae as a reward.” Tavek said loudly, slapping the table heavily.
The Holy Snow Silk was the best silk Tavek had, specifically sold to nobles and wealthy merchants everywhere.
For others, he would only sell the finished cloth and not the silkworm larvae to avoid cultivating a competitor.
But Fang Hao was different, obviously an outsider who knew nothing.
Even if he passed on the entire set of procedures to him, it would be hard for him to achieve anything in a few years. The greater possibility was that once his interest waned, he would give up.
Therefore, Tavek was not worried about Fang Hao at all, but the silkworm larvae were equally precious, even more valuable than gold coins.
But there was no other way, he really needed help at this time.
“When do we set off?” Fang Hao asked.
“Early tomorrow morning, at the gate of Pruell City.”
“Good, I will bring people over at that time, and we can set off together after gathering.”
“Alright.”
After settling on a departure time, the two sat down and started chatting casually.
The Minister of Internal Affairs had recently been networking everywhere, hoping to leverage his connections and have the City Lord release his son.
However, it seemed like the City Lord was determined to convict his son this time around. He was still being held in jail with no one allowed to visit him.
These days, the townsfolk were all discussing this matter.
They were cheering in private.
Finally, this tyrant has been caught.
After chatting for a while, Fang Hao and his partner left Tavek’s mansion.
Around three or four in the afternoon, Fang Hao and his partner returned to their territory.
As they dismounted from the giant lizard, they just so happened to see Demitrija returning from patrol.
Taking off his helmet, his blue lizard head was revealed.
“My lord,” Demitrija greeted respectfully.
“Hmm, that’s right, tomorrow I have a task to deal with. You and Anjia come with me, and leave Blood Hunter in charge of patrolling the territory,” Fang Hao remembered the task of escorting the caravan tomorrow.
The effect of patrolling around the territory was actually not that great.
With a garrison of five hundred thousand undead, no creature dared to approach. Even the wild beasts had moved their nests, seeking new places to live.
“As you command, my lord,” Demitrija nodded in response.
“Hmm.”
Having bid farewell to Demitrija, Fang Hao returned to the lord’s mansion.
As soon as he reached the third floor, he saw that Eira was cleaning his room.
His room was the only one Eira was allowed into, and he had her arrange things like washing and drying regularly.
“Master, you’re back,” Eira stepped forward to help him remove the leather armor he was wearing.
When Fang Hao went to Pruell City now, he no longer wore the heavy metal armor, but wore a piece of leather armor over his mage robe, in case of special circumstances.
“Hmm,” Fang Hao nodded.
“Oh, master, when I was cleaning the study, 1 saw a broken pendant. Do you want to send it to Mr. Luke for repair?” Eira asked softly.
“Luke? Oh right, the new goldsmith.” This name was somewhat unfamiliar, but he quickly recalled that this was the skeleton goldsmith he had recruited yesterday.
Fang Hao then asked, “Which pendant?”
He didn’t remember having any broken pendants. He only had one Mindful Necklace, which he retrieved this morning.
“I’ll bring it for you to have a look,” Eira quickly fetched a pendant that was rusty all over and brought it over.
[Silver Pendant]
[Type: Necklace]
(Description: A common, almost worthless pendant, but it holds all the thoughts of a father. You can sell it, or return it to Grigorya.)
There was originally a small mechanism in the middle of the pendant, and with a gentle press, the outer shell would open.
Revealing Grigorya’s name inside.
But now the shell was gone, completely becoming two separate parts. The mam body was full of rust and seriously corroded.
This was something Fang Hao had found on a body in the field.
At that time, he felt it was probably a task, so he kept it till now. If it weren’t for Eira reminding him, he would have almost forgotten about it.
“Alright, let Luke take a look. Don’t worry about refurbishing it–just fix the cover,” Fang Hao said.
Looking for Grigorya might be a long shot.
He’d take it one step at a time; keep it after it’s fixed, maybe it’ll come in handy in the future.
“Okay,” Eira took it and went to look for Luke.
Fang Hao changes into a comfortable outfit and steps out of the lord’s mansion once more.
He heads straight to the blacksmith’s shop.
“Sir, how may I assist you?” Skeleton Blacksmith Kulyn takes the initiative to approach, a forging hammer in his hand.
“Well, nothing, you guys carry on. I’m here to recruit some help.
The blacksmiths are all busy now, as the big battles with Skullcrusher and Bloodthroat have yielded a lot of equipment.
The blacksmiths are working overtime, repairing and selling what they can, remelting irreparable items into cast iron strips.
Fang Hao’s arrival isn’t to assign them new work.
Rather, he intends to recruit enough blacksmiths and assign them to the furnace factory in Frostwind City to replace the orcs who lack blacksmithing skills.
[Blacksmith: Wriggling Spines io, Recruit?]
Adjust the recruitment to 10.
Recruit.
[ioox Amplification Activated, Recruiting 1010 Skeleton Blacksmiths]
A dazzling light flashes, revealing over a thousand blacksmiths.
They all turn to look at Fang Hao.
“Greetings, my lord.” All pay their respects to Fang Hao.
“Hmm, welcome everyone. This time, I’ll assign you to work in the factories in Frostwind City,” Fang Hao says loudly.
“As you command, my lord.”
Fang Hao calls for Anjia and arranges for the Skeleton Blacksmiths to ride on the Bone Dragon.
“Hand them over to Clair, that shaman will do.” Fang Hao instructs Anjia.
Due to the Hamilton family issuing a missing person’s notice, Fang Hao has been wary of letting the Blood Hunter appear in public.
So, he delegates the tasks to other heroes.
This time is no different, as he gives the job of leading the group to Frostwind City to Anjia.
“Got it, leave it to me.” Anjia thumps her chest to assure him.
“Um, okay, be careful on the road. Come straight back after the job is done.
Don’t go wandering off.”
“Alright, are we done now?”
“Yes.”
Anjia pats the Bone Dragon’s back and takes off into the sky with over ten more Bone Dragons, heading towards Frostwind Mountain.
By dusk, Anjia returns, having passed the Skeleton Blacksmiths onto Clair.
The next day, early morning.
Fang Hao, Anjia and Demitrija arrive outside Pruell City.
Tavek’s trade convoy has already tied down its goods, the caravan looking like a long dragon, making its final adjustments.
Besides Fang Hao, Tavek’s own men, and a few mercenary squads are there.
“Mr Fang Hao.” Tavek goes up to meet them, his gaze lingering a bit on Demitrija.
A Lizardman….
Not just Tavek, but everyone present looks at them, their gaze on Demitrija.
“Mr. Tavek, this is my guard, Demitrija.” Fang Hao specifically introduces him.
“Oh, Mr. Demitrija, nice to meet you.”
“Mr. Tavek.”
The two men exchange greetings.
Tavek continues to look at Fang Hao, then around curiously, asking, “Mr Fang
Hao, where are your soldiers? It’s getting late. We should prepare for departure.”
“I’ve already arranged it, they will join us en route,” says Fang Hao.
“Ah?” Tavek is somewhat confusedby Fang Hao’s words.
He arranged for people not coming from his territory, but joining en route?
Thump, thump, thump!
Just as Tavek is about to inquire further, a rustling sound of armor rubbing comes from behind. A human swordsman and his three companions approach.
The leading man is in his 40s, robust with a thick beard.
“Mr. Tavek, who are these people?” The man’s voice is deep.
“Captain Godwin, this is Fang Hao and his guards. They are going with us this time as guards for the trade convoy,” Tavek introduces.
Godwin scans the three with an unhappy face, pausing for a few seconds on Demitrija.
Sternly, he says, “Mr. Tavek, I think there’s no need for these individuals. The Iron Blood Mercenary Group is more than capable of ensuring the safety of your convoy.”
“The more the merrier,” insists Tavek.
Godwin glances at the three again, then tells Tavek, “Mr. Tavek, perhaps there’s a need for us to have a serious discussion.”
With that, he pulls Tavek aside and they start speaking in low voices.
“This Godwin seems to be not so friendly towards us,” says Anjia, hands on her hips.
She is already planning to teach the other party a lesson.
“More than unfriendly, there’s somethingfishy about him,” Fang Hao remarks, then, he makes arrangements in the Book of Lords, asking Fu Lei to arrange some more people, to wait for them en route.
