Chapter 1025: Chapter 634, I Sing a Song for You
The two were still making excuses at the council meeting.
Unexpectedly, Li Rong possessed an “Interrogation” spell scroll.
Under the influence of magic, they confessed everything they knew.
Their employer, Groot, had also died at home.
The council handed the two of them over to the Mage Association.
In effect, they had already been sentenced to death, left to the discretion of the association to deal with.
Afterward, providing an answer to the Hall of Justice would suffice.
“What do you want to do?” Sword of Chivalry asked sternly.
Li Rong took two steps down the dungeon corridor, looked at the two, and said, “You wanted to kill me, naturally, I also want to kill you.”
“We only wanted to capture you and bring you back, we had no intention to kill you.”
“Is there a difference? Why persist in arguing these unconvincing points?”
Sword of Chivalry no longer spoke and averted his gaze.
Li Rong continued, “Teacher Grigorya told me to kill you outright, but I am still considering whether that would let you off too easily.”
Their complexions grew even uglier, were they to be tortured to death?
“I might not kill you…” Li Rong turned the conversation.
The two looked at her dubiously.
But hope was reignited in their eyes.
Coming from a mercenary background, they were not nobles or wealthy merchants, becoming heroes was not easy.
If there was a chance, no one would want to die.
“Ms. Li Rong, we are sorry for our actions, please spare us this once,” the Honor Guard immediately stated.
Sword of Chivalry echoed along.
Li Rong looked at them and continued, “Don’t rush to agree, listen to my conditions first.”
With that, she took out two contracts.
“This is a Heroic Contract, if you want to live, sign it and serve me from now on. If you refuse, I will grant you a swift end.”
The two looked at Li Rong, somewhat surprised.
Contracts, for heroes, were like life servitude.
They would have to obey the other party for a lifetime.
“Can we think about it?”
Li Rong nodded, “You can, five minutes. If you haven’t decided by then, I’ll take it as you choosing the second option.”
Just five minutes…
Li Rong sat down and chatted with Morse, who had already recovered from his injuries.
Morse had many injuries.
But Li Rong still had the ‘Unclean Magnet’ Fang Hao gave her last time, which increased injury recovery by 70%.
By the morning, the wounds had already healed.
Only the scars needed time to slowly recover.
After a brief chat, Li Rong promptly said, “Alright, time’s up.”
The two in the cage lifted their heads again.
Their looks were still hesitant.
“Speak up, don’t waste time. It’s life or death,” Li Rong continued.
Sword of Chivalry clenched his teeth and said, “Fine, I’ll sign the contract.”
“I’ll sign too.”
Li Rong nodded in satisfaction.
It was good that they were willing; she had her gains.
If they had refused, she would have had to kill them both and send their bodies to Fang Hao.
But for her, recruiting two of her own heroes was still preferable.
She retrieved the required contract from the Book of City Lord and had it handed over for the two to sign.
As they pressed their handprints onto it, a beam of light entered their bodies.
The contract was complete!
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The church.
Inside the study.
Xu Haide had just learned about today’s council events.
He asked quietly, “Archbishop, what do we do now?”
He hadn’t expected that the slender and eerie Dark Elf would be so fierce.
She managed to stop two heroes, one with minor injuries and the other with severe injuries.
This made Xu Haide even more convinced that the Dark Elf was the murderer.
The Archbishop replied, “For now, do not confront Li Rong; wait until the council selects you to integrate the transmigrators, then eliminate her directly, regardless of whether she is the murderer or not.”
Xu Haide was stirred, the Archbishop himself was intent on killing.
What exactly had Li Rong said at the council?
The Archbishop didn’t care whether she was the murderer; he preferred her dead to avoid further complications.
But this was not his concern, being able to avenge himself was naturally a good thing.
“Yes, under the Archbishop’s command.”
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The main city.
From high above, Rolana looked down at her new neighbor.
The Sea Tribe ‘Beiyehu’ looked warily up at the winged woman in the sky.
Blood Clan…
He could sense the powerful aura emanating from this member of the Blood Clan.
Far beyond his strength, possibly even surpassing the orange level, Dark Gold tier in might.
“I’ve just joined, named ‘Beiyehu’. How may I address you, noble one?” Beiyehu hastily spoke.
What was happening with this territory, to whom did it exactly belong?
Why were there so many different races?
Rolana looked at him and said, “You—the one who wanted to kill Fang Hao… ”
“No, no, not at all, it was just a traditional challenge, and I faced my penalty,” Beiyehu hastily responded.
“Keep to yourself, or I will kill you.”
Having said that, without waiting for Beiyehu to respond, she turned and flew away with flaps of her massive wings.
Beiyehu stood dumbfounded, internally lamenting.
Why had he challenged the other party, causing now frequent warnings from people?
And all of them were not weak.
Were they pirates, or was he the pirate?
Aren’t neighbors supposed to be friendly? This hardly seemed friendly.
…
Inside the study.
Fang Hao was still engrossed in the ‘Undying Undead’ book.
Having read through only a quarter of its thickness, there was still much left.
On the Book of Lords, he just saw Dong Jiayue’s reply.
Clarifying the parts he didn’t understand.
Suddenly, a fragrance of wine drifted over.
Fang Hao sniffed the air and turned around to see Rolana sitting on the windowsill.
One leg was curled up on the ledge, the other dangled, swinging gently.
In her hand, she held a clay wine jug, from which the aroma of wine wafted.
This was the Dragon Village Dream they had brought back from dining at the Succubus’s cottage yesterday with Anjia.
It was saved for later.
She had found it.
“Did I disturb your reading?” Rolana asked casually.
“No, now that you’re here, I’ll just watch you instead.” Fang Hao closed the book, setting it aside, “Where did you just come from?”
“Well, I went to check on my house and greeted the new neighbors, then I went to the cellar to find this bottle of wine,” Rolana said, tilting her head back to take another big gulp.
The fragrance of wine filled the room again.
“How about I arrange a room for you in the City Lord’s Palace? There aren’t many heroes living there now, it’s livelier here,” Fang Hao said, his gaze on her.
Rolana, feeling somewhat uneasy under his gaze, looked away.
“That might not be such a good idea!”
“What’s wrong with that? I’ll have the maid prepare a room for you right away,” Fang Hao said.
“Well, okay, I’ll have a place to stay when I come over,” Rolana agreed.
“Alright, you got it,” Fang Hao reached out and pulled her down from the windowsill.
Seated at the edge of the bed, Rolana continued, “In a few days, I plan to return to Eternal Night City. After all, it’s been a long time since I’ve been back, and I want to see my mother.”
“Going back? Didn’t you say you weren’t leaving?” Fang Hao became nervous, as he only had two dark gold level forces in his territory; one was too scheming, while he had developed some feelings for this one.
Letting her go? That’s a joke.
Rolana smiled faintly, “I’m not saying I won’t come back. Can’t I visit home?”
“That… How powerful is your mom?” Fang Hao continued to probe.
“She’s okay, quite a strong personality,” Rolana replied.
“If we were to categorize her level as a hero, what level would she be?” Fang Hao asked further.
He was curious. The youngest daughter was already dark gold level; her mom must be of a very high level.
It might also be that Rolana had some unique talents, making her magical training more proficient.
But in this world, as of now, it still maintained a system where the strong ruled, with the throne occupied by relatively powerful beings.
“Hero God…”
Holy shit!
She was indeed a demigod.
“Then don’t go back, I’m afraid you’ll be beaten to death,” Fang Hao said immediately.
According to the backstory, Rolana had run away from home.
Going back now, under normal circumstances, wouldn’t she be beaten up?
And then, she might not be able to come back.
If he were a parent, he wouldn’t let her wander off again either.
“What are you talking about!”
Fang Hao grabbed her hand, sitting down beside her, “Don’t go back yet. Wait till our territory is stronger. That way, when you return, you can prove your decision was right. Going back now, your mom would think you’re living miserably, which would be embarrassing, right?”
“You… Where did you get that idea from?”
“Seriously, it’s just… better safe than sorry,” Fang Hao added.
Hmph!
Rolana huffed, slapped his hand away from her leg, and said, “Enough, I am going back, and I’m taking these novels with me. I’ll return for new ones after I finish them.”
“Come on, stay for dinner tonight,” he pleaded.
Rolana continued towards the window.
“You’ve had so much to drink, it’s dangerous, sober up before you leave.”
“Go on, don’t pull on me, I’ll fly back, what’s the danger?”
“Should I sing for you?”
Huh?
Rolana, with one foot on the windowsill, turned to look at him, curious. “What song will you sing? Hum a few lines for me to hear.”
Fang Hao was startled, what had he just said?
Sing?
He was crazy.
After a moment’s thought, he chose a segment and started humming softly.
“Dear, falling in love with you was easy from the day it started, sweetly so.”
“Dear, don’t be capricious, your eyes tell me you’re willing.”
Love Confession Balloon.
A song recently sung by a boy professing his love on air.
Having heard it, the melody had been stuck in his head.
Rolana, with the leg she had stepped out with drawn back, commented, “What’s this song called? The tune and lyrics are quite quirky, but it sounds nice, the lyrics are well written too.”
“Confession Balloon. If you like it, I’ll sing it for you every day,” Fang Hao said.
Rolana, already flushed from drinking, blushed even more at those lyrics, “Then sing it again for me to listen.”
Seeing that Rolana wasn’t in a hurry to leave,
Fang Hao sang the song for her.
[The loyalty of Laurana Ann Tobias from The Beauty of the Lonely Night increased by 2 points, current loyalty 99.]
…
Dusty Mud Valley!
Particles visible to the naked eye filled the air like the heavens, pervading the entire valley.
Two meters was the maximum range of visibility.
In the fog-laden valley,
A few hundred soldiers stood before a massive stone door covered with intricate patterns.
Iron spikes pierced the stone door, connected to ropes tied to several dozen horses.
“Alliance Hierarch, we’re ready,” a voice called out.
“Good, open the door…”
“Open the door…”
The sound of whips cracking, the ropes attached to the stone door tensed up instantly, emitting a harrowing stressed noise.
Creak—!
Another painfully sharp noise as the stone door slowly opened.
A cold, rotten, nausea-inducing stench spread out.
“Be ready, there might be…”
Ah~!
A series of piercing screams echoed from behind the door.
Suddenly, countless monsters burst out of the stone door, charging at the army outside.
“It’s demons…”
“Damn it, all my forces are dead.”
“Quick, retreat, retreat…”
Amidst the terrified screams and moans in the valley,
Humans began to flee in panic…