Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

Chapter 814: Chapter 540, Actions of Silver Wing City_2

“So, Archbishop, what do you mean?”

“I believe we should assemble a team to investigate the area north of Pruell City, and the same goes for Lyss City,” Milton’s tone was grave.

“At this time?”

“Yes, at this time. We don’t need many people, just some physically strong individuals, as this weather is not insurmountable.”

Dordy glanced at the howling cold wind still outside the window.

He indeed thought that the area north of Pruell City should be thoroughly investigated to avoid a sudden massive assault by the Undead, similar to what happened with the Dwarves.

But this weather, going out would be suffering; the team might very well freeze to death outside.

“How many people do you think would be appropriate, Archbishop?” Dordy asked.

Milton thought seriously for a moment before giving an answer, “Fifty people in total from the Hall of Justice and the Church would be good, choose those who are trustworthy and physically robust.”

“Should the Mage Association send people?” Dordy asked the woman beside him.

Grigorya shook her head with a smile, “You conduct the investigation. However, if you can reduce the number to ten, the association can provide Teleportation Scrolls to save the time on the road.”

The two immediately were pleased, “That would be wonderful.”

Even if the Mages did not send anyone, providing such scrolls was still a boon.

“Then the Hall of Justice and the Church will each select five people, and we shall set out directly to Lyss and Pruell City in two days,” Dordy confirmed.

“All right, I’ll arrange for people to depart once I’m back.”

“Good.”

Afterward, the three discussed the issue of city defense construction.

While the city walls of Silver Wing City were tall, they were not as sturdy as those in Gray Iron City.

They also lacked powerful machinery.

Should they face the same Undead assault, they would probably not endure as long as Gray Iron City.

Thus, they planned to purchase a batch of Dwarven machinery during the period of Bellerga’s ascension to the throne and city reconstruction,

to enhance the defense of the city walls.

There were also plans to increase the number of troops and to develop new weapons.

The recent battle of the Undead against the Dwarves had given Silver Wing City a considerable scare, prompting a focus on the city’s defense and the combat power of the armies.

The three talked until late into the night before they each returned to their accommodations.

…

The next day.

Snow had begun to fall outside the window.

Goosefeather-like snowflakes swirled down, blanketing the entire city with a layer of silvery white overnight.

Fang Hao sat in the lobby on the ground floor.

His eyes fixed on the Book of Lords.

Sounds from outside, the laughter of rabbits and foxes playing and making snowmen, reached his ears.

In the local channel, everyone was discussing the snow.

Some were even selling homemade ice carts and sleds, the discussion lively and animated.

Just then, from the corner of his eye, he saw a maid escorting a tall woman with pale purple skin walking towards him.

Fang Hao closed the Book of Lords and sat upright.

“How have you been recovering these past few days?” he asked.

The Shadow Stabber, Morse, was dressed in a fur cold-resistant outfit tailored by a craftsman.

The snowflakes that lingered on her head and shoulders made her skin tone even more striking.

For some reason,

Fang Hao didn’t find her skin color unusual; he actually thought it looked quite nice.

Morse stared, wary as she scrutinized the man before her.

A human, commanding an Undead army and having taken over a Dwarven city.

Had she not seen it with her own eyes, even if the person she trusted most told her, she wouldn’t have believed it.

Hearing him ask about her,

Morse snapped back to reality and said cautiously, “What do you want me to do?”

Since regaining consciousness, she already knew her situation.

She also knew that the man who had conquered the Dwarven city had become her new master,

and the contract level had even increased, from verbal secrecy to a hero’s personal contract.

It was like coming out of a wolf pack only to be pinned down by a fierce tiger.

She was very afraid of the man before her, after all, the Undead was never a kind or merciful race.

“Sit down, let’s talk,” Fang Hao gestured.

Morse sat down beside him, but her gaze still fixed on him.

Fang Hao continued, “The territory is expanding rapidly, and I need powerful heroes. Amanda and Dong Jiayue have told me about your situation. From now on you’ll work for me, and naturally, I won’t make things difficult for you.”

“What if I don’t want to?” Morse asked solemnly.

“Why are you reluctant, when the development of the territory will benefit us both? You, too, want a better life for yourself, don’t you? Otherwise, you wouldn’t work for the Faceless ones, who are much worse than I am,”

Perhaps it was because Morse had always been treated as a prisoner.

Even now, Morse was extremely guarded around Fang Hao.

There was even a sense of stubborn defiance.

“Hmph! Undead and demons, is there any difference?” Morse sneered coldly.

Demons?

Were the Faceless ones connected to demons?

Fang Hao’s expression changed, but he didn’t pursue the question. Clearly, she was sulking, and if he asked, she would probably refuse to answer.

He simply smiled slightly, “It’s okay, take your time to adapt to the environment here. All heroes here have their own private residences, and we even have a Rejuvenation Hot Spring. I’ll build one for you immediately, you can move in and get to know everyone.”

Morse didn’t speak, but her gaze at the young human above was strangely intense.

With her attitude, he found himself unable to even start a sarcastic remark.

“Hmph!” she snorted and turned her head away.

Fang Hao did not mind her, but instead opened the Book of Lords to check her attributes.

[Shadow Stabber—Morse (Purple Tier Three Hero)]

[Faction: Night Elf]

[Template: Purple]

[Racial Traits: Living creatures, Elf Soul, Natural Resistance.]

[Legion Skills: Shadow of the Night, Smooth Sailing.]

[Skills: Killing Proficiency, Shadowmeld, Hard to Track, Scorpion Tail Fang.]

[Innate Skills: Advanced Strength Mastery, Advanced Stealth Mastery, Advanced Tactical Mastery, Advanced Assassination Mastery.]

[Elf Soul]: Upon physical death, transforms into a small fairy, Movement Speed increased by 50%.

[Natural Resistance]: Reduces chances of being hit by natural spells by 10%, resistance to natural spells increased by 20%.

[Shadow of the Night]: Reduces the enemies’ chance of scouting units under her command during the night.

[Smooth Sailing]: Reduces the impact of terrain for units under her command by 20%, Movement Speed increased by 35%.

[Killing Proficiency (Passive)]: Satisfies the desire to kill, enhancing her proficiency in killing, increasing attack by 20%, and Movement Speed by 35% (effect starts upon killing enemy, lasts for 30 seconds).

[Shadowmeld (Active)]: Can meld into shadows, reducing enemies’ scouting chances, with the effect increased by 50% in the dark (cooldown 2 minutes).

[Hard to Track (Passive)]: When in the shadows, reduces presence, making her hard to detect.

[Scorpion Tail Fang (Active)]: Uses skills, increases damage by 50%, 100% poison effect (cooldown 10 minutes).

(Description: The Shadow Stabber is the blade of the Night Elves, protectors of their race. They concoct deadly poisons, applying it to their bodies and blades, killing enemies by every means possible.)

Morse’s attributes, are typical of an assassin unit.

All her skills, are coordinated with assassination.

She can hide in the darkness, completing her assassination.

In this aspect, she is actually quite similar to Little You.

Little You’s abilities are even more exaggerated; she can hide within any shadow, even an enemy’s shadow.

And there are no specific time effects.

As long as she doesn’t come out on her own, or the shadow suddenly disappears, she can hide within it.

Looking for the right moment to strike.

Previously, Fang Hao had left Little You in Lyss City to protect Rebecca and to search for the remaining Swords of Absolution.

It’s been quite some time now.

Now, with Rolana sticking around Rebecca every day, he wasn’t too worried about her safety and could let Little You return.

After checking Morse’s attributes, he then opened up her Loyalty score.

[Shadow Stabber—Morse, current Loyalty towards you: 25 points.]

Damn, what a number.

She has surpassed Rolana, finally someone has surpassed Rolana.

25 points huh.

No wonder, Morse is probably thinking about whether to kill him, and strike back.

A mutual destruction scenario.

But Morse’s threat was much less compared to Rolana’s.

Morse belonged to a contract hero, her life bound together with Fang Hao’s—if he died, so would she.

Whereas Rolana, a Dark Gold level hero, didn’t have a corresponding contract at the time, so killing Fang Hao wouldn’t have any serious consequences for her.

Therefore, Fang Hao wasn’t really worried about what Morse might do.

Unless she truly wished to die.

After checking Morse’s attributes, Fang Hao stood up and said, “Let’s go, I will build you a new residence.”

Morse did not speak, but got up and followed him as they left the Lord’s residence.