Chapter 1032: Chapter 641, Representative of the Transmigrator
The rocking chair came to a halt.
Rebecca’s entire body pressed down on him.
A sour taste of wine lingered on her tongue.
Fang Hao was pinned down in the chair, enjoying the oppressive feeling her plump body provided while his legs still needed to maintain the rocking chair’s balance.
His hands slid down her spine to her waist and hips, starting to undo the belt above.
Rebecca’s expression changed, and she quickly caught his restless hands, saying, “Have you lost your mind? Here, of all places?”
Lyss City’s City Lord’s residence was now vastly different from before.
Besides an increase in the number of trusted aides, there were also a large number of heavy sword infantry and storm crossbowmen arranged by Fang Hao.
The two could feel each other up without anyone noticing.
But actually doing something, it was hard to say they wouldn’t be discovered.
“Just keep quiet, and we should be fine, right?” Fang Hao whispered.
“What nonsense are you talking about…”
Rebecca said, annoyed.
Was this really a matter of being quiet or loud?
The guards patrolled on schedule.
Any moaning would surely draw the attention of the surrounding guards.
If they then assumed an assassin or assassin was about, and a swarm of guards came rushing in, the embarrassment would be immense.
Seeing that Rebecca was unwilling, he could only suggest, “Then shall we go back to the room?
“Let’s stay a bit longer, the stars are so numerous tonight, and the moon is so round.”
Fang Hao opened his shirt a bit and reached inside, agreeing, “Yeah, big and round, lovely indeed.”
“Hmph~! Always joking, sigh… can’t you stop groping?”
…
The next day, early morning.
One by one, carts laden with goods assembled within the city.
Everyone was dressed and equipped, taking with them everything they could carry.
Planning to leave the city behind.
Ma Tianyi stood in place, looking up at the towering City Lord’s residence for a long time without speaking.
To be honest, he was feeling some regret.
If he hadn’t opened that stone door, not so many people would have died, nor would everyone have to abandon the city and leave the city they had worked so hard to build.
But it was all too late now.
All they could do was leave.
“Lord, the carriages are ready; let us depart sooner rather than later!” An Orc hero with a gaping maw and tusks softly suggested nearby.
Ma Tianyi took another look at the City Lord’s residence, then the familiar surroundings, and solemnly said, “Let’s go, we leave….”
The carriages started moving, their wheels creaking under the strain.
Forming a long procession, they moved towards the southwest, heading for the agreed-upon location.
…
Silver Wing City.
The council hall.
Once again, elegant music wafted through the hall as all the council members gradually entered the venue.
Everything seemed to have returned to the way it used to be.
The councilors, in groups of three or five, chatted before taking their seats.
“How are you feeling, nervous?” Grigorya, escorting Li Rong into the council hall, asked in a low voice.
Although Li Rong had been exposed to noble society early on and had represented the Mage Association at the defense against the Undead at Fortress Santé, this was her first time participating in council proceedings.
Surviving an assassination attempt last time was at most like making a report; it didn’t count as participating in council decisions.
Li Rong replied, “Not nervous.”
More than nervous, there was a persistent worry in her heart.
Not about the council, but about Xu Haide.
Upon learning of the high probability that Xu Haide hadn’t died, she immediately asked Morse about it.
At that time, Morse was worried that someone might use abilities like “Speak with Dead” on Xu Haide.
He hadn’t expected the Church to simply resurrect him.
But Morse could confirm that with Xu Haide’s strength, he definitely hadn’t seen her.
With Morse’s reassurance, Li Rong was much more at ease but still feared any oversights.
After all, if the Federation learned of her shady deeds, her only option would be to flee.
“It’s good not to be nervous. Our Mage Association rarely gets involved in council affairs; it’s just a formality,” Grigorya continued.
“I understand, Teacher Grigorya.”
Grigorya took her place while Li Rong sat beside her.
The hall continued in disarray until eight o’clock.
The resounding bell rang, and the whole place instantly grew quiet.
Six members of the Upper House emerged from above and took their respective seats.
Dordy, still the leading spokesperson, began, “This council session’s main agenda is to elect the ‘transmigrator’ representative. Would the nominated transmigrators please enter the chamber.”
Three figures emerged from a corridor to the side.
When Li Rong saw the man in the lead wearing the church’s robe, her pupils suddenly contracted.
Xu Haide… he really wasn’t dead.
Not just Li Rong, the entire hall burst into a messy babble upon seeing Xu Haide, clearly not expecting a purportedly dead man to reappear.
“Li Rong, go on,” Grigorya prompted softly.
“Oh, right.” Li Rong stood and made her way out.
As she passed Xu Haide, Li Rong managed to show the appropriate surprise, striving to act as a normal acquaintance would upon discovering his resurrection.
“Xu Haide, you’re alive?”
Xu Haide looked at her intently and nodded, “Yeah.”
After speaking, they said no more and stood in the center between the Upper and Lower Houses.
Dordy announced, “The Hall of Justice nominates ‘Wei Yanghui’.”
He was a young man with a robust figure, reportedly cultivated by the Hall of Justice and a new face to many since he appeared later on.
Wei Yanghui stepped forward and bowed slightly.
“The Church of Light nominates Xu Haide.”
Rustle Rustle!!
No sooner had the voice faded than a round of applause rang out in the Lower House.
Whether it was the power of the church or the influence Xu Haide himself had within the council, he indeed received the support of many.
“Mage Association, Lyss City, nominates Li Rong.”
Rustle!
Li Rong stepped forward slightly and gave a small bow.
There was applause from below, though not as much as for Xu Haide.
“City Lord council members jointly nominate Fu Yingcai.”
The other three candidates glanced at this person upon hearing the name, realizing then that he was Fu Yingcai.
Unlike Xu Haide and Li Rong, Fu Yingcai was even more famous in the channels.
Fu Yingcai, Alliance Hierarch of the Beacon Alliance.
A man who could summon a response with a single call.
Unexpectedly, he too was within the borders of the Federation, now nominated as one of the candidates.
Fu Yingcai, sensing the looks, turned to the three with a smile and nodded.
Then he stepped forward and bowed to those below.
Once all four persons had been introduced.
Dordy continued, “Alright, let’s start the voting now!”
The members of the Lower House stood up.
They began to cast their votes into the boxes prepared in advance.
The voting quickly came to an end.
Dordy announced, “Transmigrator council member selected, from the Church—Xu Haide.”
Rustle Rustle!!
Below, a thunderous applause and cheers erupted.
As if he was the popular choice.
“Congratulations, Xu Haide.”
“Congratulations, big shot Xu Haide.”
“Haha, congratulations.”
The three shook hands and offered their congratulations.
…
Squeak- Squeak!
The carriage continued to proceed slowly.
Hoarding is a common issue among transmigrators: food, utensils, resources, materials—all that they had painstakingly saved, unwilling to leave anything behind.
It makes this migrating caravan resemble a long snake connected by the road.
Head and tail out of sight.
“Brother Ma, Di Ning Ning and a few other girls are crying at the back again, the whole caravan feels like a funeral procession because of them. You should go console them,” a transmigrator rode up on a horse and spoke directly.
Nobody wanted to leave, but everyone’s capacity for endurance was different.
It was somewhat easier for the men, but for the few girls in the convoy who had just left the city they had worked so hard to build.
They couldn’t help feeling reluctant; when they gathered together, they just started to wail.
This cast an even gloomier atmosphere over the entire caravan.
Ma Tianyi, mounting his horse, came to the side of a carriage in the middle of the convoy.
As soon as he approached, he heard the sound of the girls’ sobs.
“What’s the matter?”
“Brother Ma, are we never coming back?” a girl cried out.
“Not necessarily, if the opportunity arises in the future, we might still come back.”
“But isn’t the city gone? We don’t want to leave.”
Around them, other transmigrators also approached, waiting for Ma Tianyi’s reply.
Ma Tianyi sighed, “First we must survive. As long as we are alive, there is hope.”
Before the women could continue speaking.
A man from behind interjected, “Brother Ma, let’s fight one more time, see if we can shut that stone gate, continuing like this, we might not even make it out of the Orc territory.”
They had only been traveling for the better part of the morning.
And they had already encountered no less than three probes from Orc Tribes.
In this land, Orcs were no different from bandits, and their plethora of goods had attracted the attention of many Orcs.
They might have escaped the reach of Demon attacks, but their ability to get out was far from certain.
Who knew what enemies they might encounter ahead.
“If we stay, we will all die. Only by living do we have hope. If we die, we lose everything,” Ma Tianyi said with a sudden heaviness in his tone.
Ding!!
Just as someone in the back was quietly comforting the weeping women.
Ma Tianyi heard the sound of a private message coming from the Book of Lords.
He glanced back involuntarily.
Sending a message at this time…
It couldn’t be that someone overslept and missed the assembly to set off, could it?
He gestured with his hand for them to keep talking while he opened the Book of Lords to check the messages.
Dong Jiayue…
Uh, why would it be her?
Still puzzled, he clicked to see the content.
“Alliance Hierarch Ma, Fang Hao wants you to visit the tavern once more to discuss in detail the matter of resisting the Demons.”
Ma Tianyi felt a surge of joy.
But it quickly subsided as he calmed down.
What good would Fang Hao alone do?
They had already departed, and going back to the Trade Alliance in the city would only slow down their march.
Moreover, the number of Demons wasn’t something that the army of one or a few could handle.
After thinking it over, he replied, “Thank Fang Hao for me, but let’s forget about it. There are too many Demons; it would just be a waste of his forces.”
There was silence on the other end for a moment before another message came through.
“I advise you to discuss it. If Brother Hao agrees, he naturally can help you solve the problem.”
Ma Tianyi was taken aback.
That confident?