readytorunbook Chapter 313 City Lord's Working Hours
Chapter 313 City Lord's Working Hours
Isa lowered her head and stood much further away from Xiuman than before.
Unfortunately, this doesn't make any sense.
After Xiuman finished processing the last document in his hand, he sat up straight, stretched, then stood up and walked towards Isa.
"S-Sir Xiuman!
It’s still working time!”
Isa tiptoed back several steps like a frightened rabbit.
After she saw Xiuman just stood up and poured herself a cup of black tea, she returned to where she had just stood with a red face.
"Actually... just tell me to pour you some tea...
When your manservant is away, I can do the job of a maid..."
Isa, whose face turned red and whose eyes became even redder, muttered something inaudibly.
"that's not important……"
While Isa was not paying attention, Xiuman grabbed Isa's arm and pulled the little girl into his arms.
"I heard from those Gis people that there is a spell fluctuation of [Astral Projection] in the direction of Nield?"
After being stunned in Xiuman's arms for a long time, Isa panicked and turned into a shadow, escaping from the clutches of this terrible city lord.
Although the aristocratic circles of Huiyao City were all circulating the romantic story between the city lord Xiuman and a mixed-race maid;
The relationship between the two has almost become an open secret, but Isa, this little mixed-race girl, does not think that she can be the partner of a city lord, especially Xiuman.
Her heart longed for Xiuman's embrace, but the more she longed for it, the more she understood one truth:
Only a noble lady of good birth can have such an honor and have a love that she will envy all her life.
Isa, who had escaped into the air, saw that Xiuman did not make any further moves, and then she turned into a human form at a further distance.
“Among those Gith, there was one who was a wise man among their people.
At noon, they claimed that they sensed a vibration in the plane from the direction of Nield. It should be that a creature from the main plane used a spell to teleport to the astral realm..."
After taking a sip of black tea, Xiuman put down the cup as usual and began tapping the rim of the cup with his fingers.
“Isa…well, don’t hide so far away, let’s get down to business.
Notify the scouts in the guards to rush to Nield immediately. I need accurate information.
And is Percy coming back soon?
If you find him entering the city, notify me immediately...
Oh! By the way, help me deliver this document to the fat man in Tomba."
After saying that, he raised the stack of paper rolls in his hand.
Isa straightened her clothes and calmed her rapidly beating heart before she slowly walked forward and took the stack of documents.
The scroll was not sealed, and the ink at the end had not yet dried.
The red-eyed girl glanced at the beginning of the document and couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Lord Xiuman, are you planning to cooperate with the Tomba family...
Eh? Eh!
Lord Shuman! It's time to work now!"
……
The orc warriors of the Wasteland Clan have just won a battle.
Although some old-school warriors were a little depressed because they couldn't take the spoils home.
But the Nields generously filled the Wasteland Clan's packages with smelted iron ingots and Nield crystals.
Although... Broken Tooth was used to using fine gold weapons and looked down on those things, Tagon happily accepted them.
In the old shaman's opinion, the orcs currently lack the technology to smelt adamantium and rare steel - to be precise, most creatures in the plane are helpless with these metals;
So you can't use refined gold as a stew pot for a population that is going to expand rapidly.
Therefore, this batch of iron ingots, which are easy to smelt, of high quality, and melted into regular square bricks, is simply the best option for civilian metal.
Unlike the time they came, the orc troops at that time adopted a rapid assault in order to join the rescue battle earlier. It took only one day to reach the Nield Crater.
But when they returned, most of the orcs were just waking up from a hangover.
The rest of them didn't even wake up.
So it took nearly two natural days for Tagon to see the high walls of the orcs' new city.
“What a spectacle!”
Even though he has seen this new city in the wilderness countless times, Duan Ya still feels deeply moved.
The old shaman would often sigh and say a few words recalling the good times and bad times at this time.
But this time, Broken Tooth waited for a long time but still didn't get any response from Tagon.
Touching the battle axe at his waist, Broken Tooth turned his head and looked in the direction of Tagon.
The old shaman was now lying on his back with his eyes rolled up.
Broken Tooth frowned, and his originally admiring mood about the new orc city began to turn tense.
This is the look that Tagon appears in when he is communicating with the gods.
When a shaman communicates with spirits, he usually chooses a quiet and secluded place and lights a piece of nice-smelling wood incense.
If he started rolling his eyes while walking like this, there could only be one situation:
Ms. Morgan initiated an emergency call.
……
Morgan had just finished communicating with the wasteland orcs.
She asked Tagon to gather believers to prepare for long prayers and begin to accumulate strength for the upcoming war between gods;
He also found time to inform Luna who was at the druid station, asking her to take those orc druids and seize the time to comprehend the new divine arts - this would also benefit Morgan who was far away in the astral realm.
After completing these preparations, the orc girl called out softly to the nothingness in the void of the star realm.
"Ma'am! Ma'am!"
Not long after, a tiny circle of light appeared in that void.
An arm with fair skin and a string of gold coins hanging on it stretched out, grabbed the orc girl's chest, and quickly pulled the bold and abrupt little girl in.
"Morgan! You are really crazy!"
The owner of the arm decorated with gold coins was a human female who looked fair and tender, but had a plump body and extravagant decorations.
If it weren't for the light golden facial lines on her face that give her a sacred feel, this look of accessories made of strings of gold coins all over her body would only make people think of a bad girl from a nouveau riche family.
“What’s going on now!
Those damn foreign gods might be watching us in secret!
How dare you come to me alone!"
Morgan, whose collar was grabbed, felt a little dizzy due to the huge pull.
She was thrown to the ground by the other party, gasping for breath.
"Hoohoo...Ms. Tymora...Hoohoo...
Please help me..."
Looking at the orc in the shape of a girl on the ground, the human woman called Tymora sighed dejectedly.
"Ah - I hid well, but I still got dragged into the conflict among the gods...
Tell me, little one, has that naive Lal been kidnapped again? "