Chapter 233, Well Ghost_l
Translator: 549690339
Black Thorn was in heavy armor, a black iron knight’s sword hung at his waist.
He strode in and bowed, “Sir, you were looking for me?”
“Yes, today we caught a few scouts from the Blood Clan near the territory.
They’ve been killed. Inspect them,” Fang Hao pointed to four corpses lying in
the center.
“Yes, sir.” Black Thorn checked the bodies and said, “Sir, I need 8 living
creatures.”
“Alright.”
Outside the main hall.
Underneath the bodies, Black Thorn drew complicated array patterns.
Two unicorns were brought over to the array for their blood to be drained. Their dark red blood was drawn towards the dead bodies as if pulled by some force.
The next second, the corpses abruptly sat up.
The only surviving pale-blooded person was terrified and sat paralyzed on the ground, his face full of horror.
Undead things were just too frightening.
The body sat up again, a puzzled look in its eyes.
Black Thorn looked at it and said, “You’re already dead, answer whatever I ask
you.”
“Okay.”
“Where are you from? What do you intend to do?”
“We are scouts from the ‘Hamilton’ family, here to investigate the disappearance of ‘Giovanni’.”
As soon as he began to speak, the pale-blooded person’s body visibly began to inflate, and Black Thorn quickened his questioning.
“How many of you are there? Have you sent a message?
“Five people, no, haven’t sent….”
Bang!
This pale-blooded person’s body exploded instantly.
Without hesitation, Black Thorn continued to draw the second rune.
Once the two living creatures were bled, the second corpse sat up again.
“Where is the Hamilton family located? How did you find out ‘Giovanni’ was here?”
“The Hamilton family rules a place called Crescent Heights. How we found out about Giovanni, I’m not sure.”
“In other words, Giovanni’s information was not discovered by scout, but obtained through other channels.”
“Yes.”
“Hamilton family, how many combatants can be mobilized.
“Unsure, perhaps tens of thousands.”
Bang!
This pale-blooded person exploded again.
Afterwards, Black Thorn continued to interrogate the remaining two corpses.
He learned some things about Crescent Heights and the Hamilton family.
Crescent Heights is a territory ruled by the Blood Clan, with many subservient villages. Aside from labor, the villagers serve as reserves for the Blood Clan.
They have to pay a blood tax in due time, and some are captured and kept in blood kilns, exclusively for the consumption of those from the Blood Clan.
Those pale-blooded people live relatively well because they serve the Blood Clan and are not exploited too greatly.
He also found out that the clan leader of the Hamilton family was the [Red Duke
– Clement Hamilton].
The pale-blooded couldn’t state the rank of the Red Duke, but it was certain he was an orange level hero.
The founder of the Crescent Heights system.
After hearing the news, Fang Hao sat down on the side again.
Luckily, he discovered the Blood Clan’s first investigation, and killed them before any information they gathered left the area.
Truthfully, an orange level Blood Clan hero didn’t particularly worry Fang Hao.
The Blood Clan’s strength lay in their blood-sucking, conversion of the Human
Clan, and control of corpses.
Blood-sucking wouldn’t be a threat to a skeleton.
Then, it shouldn’t have the ability to suck bone marrow, right!
“Alright, clear this area. Kill this one and throw him into the transformation pool.” Fang Hao continued.
He didn’t plan on keeping the surviving pale-blooded person alive.
He didn’t kill him before in the hopes that Little You could use [Possession] for
a deception operation similar to before.
But upon learning the enemy was orange ranked, Fang Hao abandoned this
plan.
Orange heroes all have their own special abilities.
And they are powerful.
If Little You is discovered, she won’t even have a chance to escape so there’s no need to take this risk.
The surviving pale-blooded guy wanted to beg or say something.
But as soon as he opened his mouth, a longsword pierced his body. Blood flowed from his chest and his life rapidly drained away.
He fell weakly, feeling himself being dragged away and thrown into a pile of corpses.
The next day.
The morning was grey, it was a bit overcast.
Fang Hao got up in the morning and left his room.
The maids had already started their work, and Eira was preparing breakfast.
Everything was as usual.
After breakfast…
Fang Hao, accompanied by Anjia and Demitrija, set off again and arrived at the southern side of his territory.
Located between his land and Pruell City, a river more than ten meters wide blocked the road. They needed to cross a wooden bridge underfoot to get through.
But the river wasn’t deep, and the current wasn’t too strong; they could also wade through to the other side.
Fang Hao opened the Book of Lords and found the blueprint for the Fortress. He chose to build it on the north side of the river, next to the wooden bridge.
Light rose and faded again, and by then the fortress was already built.
A line of walls extended for tens of meters along the bank. From now on, this would become a checkpoint leading to his territory.
Woosh!
A few Bone Dragons fell from the sky.
Fifty Tauren warriors descended from their backs, quickly approaching Fang
Hao.
“We greet the Lord,” the Tauren greeted him respectfully.
“Hmm, Terry, you’ve grown much stronger recently,” said Fang Hao to the leading Tauren.
These Tauren were all from the Bronze Bull clan, and the leading Tauren, Fang Hao recognized him.
His name was Terry, an eighth tier Tauren warrior. He was the most promising Tauren in the Tauren Clan to become a hero.
Bronze Bull valued him highly, and he had a certain prestige within the clan. “Thank you, my Lord. I’ve been eating well recently, so I’ve gained some weight,” Terry said, scratching his dirty braids sheepishly.
“Haha, keep up the good work. I’ve prepared the Hero Heart for you. Come and upgrade to hero status at the main city when you reach the tenth tier,’ Fang Hao patted Terry’s arm.
The muscles on the arm, were exaggeratedly developed.
It was like hitting a hard rock.
“Thank you, my Lord. I won’t let you down. I promise to live up to the chief’s expectations,” Terry promised loudly.
“Yes, all of you must keep improving as well. Any of you who reach the tenth tier can go to the main city for assessment. I will provide the materials and equipment. All you need to do is put in the effort,” Fang Hao told the other Tauren.
“Thankyou, my Lord,” all the Taurens thanked him in unison.
The Tauren were quietly pleased with the wisdom in their Chieftain’s past decision.
Ever since they supported Fang Hao, their village has been getting better and better.
While they were chatting…
More Bone Dragons descended.
Fourteen Great Sword Infantry came down from them. They passed the Tauren and quickly approached Fang Hao.
“My Lord.”
“Hmm, come with me for a while later. After returning, you’ll stay here and follow the orders of Captain Terry,” Fang Hao continued.
“Yes, my Lord.”
The Great Sword Infantry turned their gaze on Terry.
“Captain Terry.”
“Hmm,” Terry agreed with a nod.
After getting acquainted with each other, Fang Hao continued to establish the defense tower and houses for the fortress.
By then, they could live here.
When he gets back, Fang Hao would arrange for a large number of skeleton soldiers to come over.
They would widen the river, making the fortress’s wooden bridge the only passageway.
It would make the fortress more effective as a checkpoint.
Having dealt with the fortress…
Terry began to arrange guard duty.
Fang Hao, on the other hand, led the fourteen Great Sword Infantry in the southwest direction. Yesterday, he had picked up two bounties at the tavern. One was the “Well Ghost,” and the other was “Village Trouble”.
Compared to the second “Village Trouble,” the name “Well Ghost” was more detailed.
From the name, it was clear that some monster had appeared in the well.
So, they were going to the village of the “Well Ghost” this time.
After half an hour’s march…
They saw a village in the distance.
The village looked desolate, as if it had been abandoned for a long time. The village gate was wide open, and apart from an old man squatting at the entrance, there wasn’t a soul in the village.
The team approached.
“Old man, we came from Pruell City. We heard there’s a bounty out here.” The old man gazed at Fang Hao’s team with a somewhat muddy eyes.
“Yeah, are you here to collect taxes or to help?” the old man asked.
“To help.”
Upon hearing this, a smile appeared on the old man’s face. His wrinkles piled up, resembling the bark of a tree.