Chapter 672: Chapter 485, Jack-o’-lantern (Seeking recommendation votes…) _4
Fang Hao managed to quickly quell the unrest in the city by his absence.
Lyss City might have changed hands long ago.
In fact, Rebecca is quite competent, especially in management and planning. However, she is not adept at negotiating interests among the nobility.
Sometimes, you have to swim with the tide to gain the recognition of the elites.
Fang Hao thought for a moment and comforted: “You just need to focus on management and development. Leave everything else to me. When Lyss City settles down, I’ll take you to see the other races in your territory. It’s quite interesting, especially the great furnace in the belly of the Dwarf Mountain, it’s spectacular.”
Rebecca pursed her lips, she never thought that one day she would depend on a man.
But Fang Hao was just too reliable.
Anything given to him would no longer be a bother to her, making it impossible for her to refuse.
“Oh, you have Dwarves in your territory?”
“Yes, didn’t I mention it? I also have Trolls and Orcs.”
As Rebecca spoke, she grabbed the man’s restless hand and held it tightly.
“Stop moving, we agreed. If you continue to mess around, I’m leaving.”
Fang Hao stopped his mischief, held her hand, interlocked their fingers, and put his hand on her waist.
“What do Trolls look like?” Rebecca continued to ask.
“They are over three meters tall and are covered in dense fur…”
“So ugly.”
“Not really, in the Troll Tribe, those are considered handsome men.”
“Pfft! A hairy handsome man?”
With Rebecca’s knowledge, she was naturally clear about these things.
But she was still willing to listen to him talk, occasionally showing an impressed expression.
The two of them chatted while they played chess with one another.
…
Clop clop clop!!
The sound of horse hooves came from outside the carriage.
A scout approached the carriage and whispered: “City Lord, Madam, there’s a villager’s tea stall up ahead. Commander Demitrija plans to let the team rest at the tea stall.”
A tea stall?
Having traveled non-stop since morning until noon, coupled with the muggy weather, indeed, a break was needed.
“A tea stall, is there any problem with that?” Fang Hao asked.
The scout swallowed nervously and said: “We’ve checked the nearby area and found no anomalies.”
They were already in the jurisdiction of Silver Wing City, albeit still on the fringes, but it was significantly safer.
There had been no encounter with highway robbers along the way.
Fang Hao glanced at Rebecca, seeing her nod in agreement.
He then said, “Proceed as Demitrija instructed.”
“Yes, Sir.” The Scout was elated and immediately relayed the command.
The team, hearing that they could rest at the tea stall, picked up the pace.
They quickly headed in the direction of the tea stall.
…
The tea stall was a shed built of thatched grass.
In front of the stall were three people dressed as villagers, behind them, the shed was filled with urns full of tea.
Watching the approaching team from Lyss City from afar.
The three began to get nervous.
The army of Lyss City neared, started to surround the tea stall, and conducted a more thorough inspection.
A trusted aide from the City Lord’s mansion, carrying two bowls of tea, hurried to the carriage and warmly said: “Sir, Madam, this is the tea. It can also help you cool down a bit.”
The curtain was pulled open, and Fang Hao took the tea inside.
But just as he was about to hand over the tea to Rebecca, his expression hardened.
[Jack-o’-lantern Tea]
[Category: Toxic Culinary]
(Description: Tea made from Jack-o’-lantern, consumption would gradually weaken combat power in 10-30 minutes.)
There’s a problem with this tea.