Chapter 988: Chapter 611: Capturing Furious Lion City_2
Li Rong had already appeared outside her residence.
She stood silently waiting, holding her belongings and standing next to the Dark Elf ‘Morse’.
Before long, Water Mage Mapel also came out with her belongings from a building.
“Let’s go, I’ve arranged for a carriage!” Mapel said with a smile.
The Mage Association, although it had no requirements regarding the status of a mage,
those who could afford not to work and devote their time to reading and studying magic, and had money to buy books and magical instruments, were mostly wealthy merchants and nobility.
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They all had personal guards.
Mapel, hailing from a family in Silver Wing City, had her own personal guards when she traveled abroad.
They followed no one’s orders but her own and protected her alone.
Li Rong also had her own, recruited Lionheart Knights, and was protected by Purple Heroes.
She glanced at her luggage, which wasn’t much, and said, “Let’s not take the carriage back. I have a Teleportation Scroll; we can use that to go back together.”
Mapel was slightly taken aback and curiously asked, “Is it from that man you got along well with?”
“Yes, it would take at least half a month to return by carriage, but since he’s rich, I got a Teleportation Scroll from him.” Li Rong took it out from her bosom and waved it.
Teleportation Scrolls, even among Magic Scrolls, were rare commodities.
They were costly and difficult to obtain.
The number of people they could transport was also limited.
Unless it was a matter of great urgency, only those with power would use Teleportation Scrolls.
Using such a scroll for travel was indeed surprising to many.
“Where’s the target point you’ve inscribed?” Mapel asked.
“My city. Then from there, you can return to Silver Wing City in just an hour or two,” Li Rong replied.
After thinking for a moment, Mapel nodded, “Alright, I’ll inform my guards.”
“Hmm.”
After Mapel and Li Rong used the Teleportation Scroll to return, their guards had to follow the returning caravan back.
After giving a few instructions to her personal guard, she returned to Li Rong’s side.
Li Rong didn’t delay and opened the scroll directly.
A light enveloped the three of them, and in the next second, they vanished from the spot.
“City Lord, you’ve returned…”
Suddenly, voices of inquiry arose.
Li Rong and her companions opened their eyes,
to see several residents of the city, carrying tools and preparing to head out to work.
“Hmm,” Li Rong nodded slightly.
Then, more and more residents and guards greeted Li Rong,
and she responded to each of them in turn.
After waiting for Morse and Mapel to return to the City Lord’s mansion, she couldn’t help but remark, “There’s no place like home.”
She took a hot bath and changed into noble attire.
After breakfast,
she immediately got into a carriage and rushed towards Silver Wing City.
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Furious Lion City, the great hall.
City Lord ‘Puremane Lion King – Tempsta’ was currently bound by the hands, kneeling in the center of the hall.
Behind him, a myriad of Orcs were also kneeling.
There were city officials, commanders, and old Orcs who were specifically summoned here.
Hundreds of people in unison filled the hall as they kneeled.
And at the top, a white-haired young girl dressed in leather armor, slinging a brown bag over her shoulder,
sits on the City Lord’s throne, eating fruit and swinging her crossed legs.
No matter how one looked, she appeared like an unruly young girl lacking discipline.
Standing on either side behind the girl were a Tauren in shining gold and a Fairy clad in bright silver armor.
Hearing the cough behind her, the white-haired girl threw the fruit in her hand to the floor.
She stood up, and stepping down, she began to speak, “Dreamy Forest originally intended to resolve this dispute peacefully and had sent a peace proposal to Furious Lion City. However, against expectations, Furious Lion City still wanted to resolve the matter by force, forcing us to retaliate.”
All the captives below furrowed their brows upon hearing this.
An army composed of the Undead, the Fairy Clan’s forces?
How could it be possible? Furious Lion City had been at war with Dreamy Forest for so many years; when did they manage to muster so many of the Undead?
The startled Bronze Bull behind also shared the surprise.
What’s with this opening statement, clarifying one’s stance and criticizing from a moral high ground?
It’s simply not something Anjia could have said.
Not just Anjia, even if any orc were to speak, they couldn’t come up with such words.
Especially terms like “forced to retaliate” and “peaceful resolution of the dispute.”
They’re basically saying that the Furious Lion Clan is greedy and arrogant, and the fairy side retaliated out of helplessness.
“What do you want?” an orc asked from below.
Step by step, Anjia walked down and said, “Furious Lion City will be taken over by us. You have two choices, surrender and you’ll be assigned corresponding work afterward, or die.”
This…
This is hardly a choice at all.
The captive orcs fell silent.
After a brief silence,
a somewhat timid voice rose from among the captives, “If we surrender, we really won’t die?”
“No need, do I have any need to lie to you?” Anjia responded.
“Then, then I surrender.”
“Who dares to surrender, whoever does so will be treated as a betrayer of Furious Lion City and the entire family will be executed.”
At that moment, Tempsta roared loudly, scaring the orcs behind him so much that they all shuddered.
Tempsta looked somewhat disheveled at this time.
His body was covered with scars, his once lush mane matted with blood.
His body was wrapped in heavy chains and thrown aside.
During the battle, Anjia and the others didn’t engage him directly but instead used swarm tactics, exhausting him to his current state.
When he was dragged out from the pile of bones, he looked extremely grievous.
Hearing his roar, Anjia’s gaze shifted to him but she said nothing.
Instead, her eyes remained on the orcs captive behind him, as she continued, “One last chance, whoever wants to surrender may speak now.”
The orcs all glanced at Tempsta, badly wounded and securely bound, and finally said, “I surrender!”
“I also surrender, I am but a merchant.”
“I too surrender…
One after another, they declared their stance, and the majority chose to surrender.
Anjia nodded and continued, “Record all those who are willing to surrender, and for those who don’t wish to surrender, unless they are heroes, take them out and kill them.”
“Yes!” A fairy soldier at her side nodded and accepted the order.
They escorted out the group willing to surrender, as well as those who were not.
Inside the hall,
only ‘Puremane Lion King – Tempsta’ and a few members of the Furious Lion Clan remained.
Anjia walked down, getting even closer to him, “Tempsta, do you remember me?”
Tempsta glanced at her with hatred, “You know me?”
“That winter when I was seven, you ordered me to be ejected from the city. You haven’t forgotten, have you?” Anjia reminded.
Tempsta narrowed his eyes and looked more closely at the girl with slightly dark skin and white furry ears.
“Are you that little girl from the Fighting Tooth Clan?”
“You have a better memory than Effrey; he didn’t remember me.”
“Did you kill Effrey too?”
“Not yet, but he’s close to death,” Anjia said calmly.
Tempsta took a deep breath and said, “Have you come back for revenge?”
“What do you think?”
“Back then, those were the rules of Furious Lion City. The Fighting Tooth Clan broke the rules, and you were expelled from the city. If anyone is to blame, it can only be your own people from Fighting Tooth, it has nothing to do with Furious Lion City.”
“Bullshit. Is it the city’s rules to have all the tribes refuse to shelter us, to set up an ambush and kill us? I know what you were afraid of. ‘Old Mill’ was more esteemed than you, and you feared that everyone would support him.”
Anjia took a deep breath and continued, “Tempsta, did no one ever tell you that you’re actually a despicable man?”
For naturally robust orcs, their bodies do not age or get sick as easily as humans do.
With a breakthrough in their rank, their lifespan even increases.
But when Old Mill died, his body was emaciated, looking like a skeleton with just a layer of skin wrapped around it.
Anjia still remembers it.
When Old Mill was taken, he was very light.
He hung on a mere breath, instructing her to go west, go south, even to the cities of humans, but never to return to Furious Lion City.
The moment Anjia was declared a hero in the ‘Merit Training Ground,’ that was when Old Mill breathed his last.