Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead-Chapter 1121 - 727, Sending Some Prisoners

Chapter 1121 -727, Sending Some Prisoners

On the soft couch not far away.

The usually dignified and elegant City Lord’s wife sat up straight, her wavy long hair draped over her back, beads of delicate sweat hanging on her forehead and body.

She wore only a black corset on the upper body, the roundness of her chest lifted high by the corset.

On her legs, black garter stockings drew attention.

The maid found it somewhat unbelievable, her face reddening, somewhat stunned in place.

She knew about the lady and the City Lord; she was responsible for keeping watch and providing cover.

Now, she saw it with her own eyes.

It was hard to believe the lady could be like this.

The undulating movements continued, the crests and troughs shaking.

Fang Hao glanced over and noticed the maid standing still, also slightly taken aback.

His face, too, couldn’t quite maintain composure.

He gently patted Rebecca’s slender waist as a sign to remind her.

“Um?”

The seductive and wild City Lord’s wife, thinking it was time for a change of position, began to rise, but then saw the personal maid, still standing there, stunned in place not leaving.

Uh, ….

Fang Hao pulled a blanket from the side, intending to cover the two.

But after a blush chased across Rebecca’s face, she quickly regained her composure.

Her face resumed the dignified look of the City Lord’s wife.

She said, “Eleanor!”

“Ah! My lady,” the maid responded, her face and ears flushed with color.

She placed the nighttime snack aside and bowed her head again.

Rebecca smiled slightly, her body gently twisting before she said, “Eleanor, I’m a bit tired; come and give me a hand.”

“Ah…! My lady, I…,” the maid, her cheeks flustered, hesitated while glancing at the man lying on the couch.

She often accompanied the lady to various noble gatherings.

It must be said, the City Lord’s appearance was quite beloved by women.

Now, with his upper body bare, showing off even muscle contours.

Fang Hao gave Rebecca a light smack, “What are you doing, stop messing around.”

Rebecca shot him a glance, signaling him to stay quiet.

Without waiting for Rebecca to urge again, the maid came over, saying, “Thank you, my lady!”

“Take off your clothes, and put on the bunny tail accessory.”

“Yes, my lady.”

The maid went to the side, rustling as she began to change her clothes.

“What are you up to, bullying her for what?” Fang Hao pinched her.

Rebecca, leaning over him, said, “She is my personal maid, privy to all my secrets. Do you think she’d be with someone else? Whoever I’m with, she will want them too.”

“You’re making things difficult for her!”

“Don’t worry, she’ll only be happy about it in her heart,” Rebecca gently patted his chest to ease his worries.

Before long, the maid Eleanor came over.

Her figure well-proportioned, her skin delicate and fair.

Her hands crossed over her lower abdomen, still maintaining the professional posture of a maid.

Blushing, she came over and gently pulled at Rebecca’s waist from behind.

“Is this alright, my lady?”

……

The night passed without words.

The next morning, Fang Hao and Rebecca ate breakfast in the dining hall.

Eleanor still blushed, standing at Rebecca’s side.

Now he knew.

The reward Rebecca spoke of was not about trying new positions, but rather, handing over her very own personal maid, whom she had raised since childhood, to Fang Hao’s care.

Rebecca, with elfish bloodline, her most trusted maids were orphans she had adopted.

Eleanor was the one she trusted most.

It wasn’t over the top to call her the daughter she raised.

According to Rebecca, such a personal maid, who knew too much of her secrets, was not permitted to marry an outsider.

If Rebecca herself didn’t wish for a man, she might have given her to her own trusted aide, but with a man, she would follow her man.

The maid, ‘Eleanor,’ was, in fact, aware of this as well.

Though shy, she was able to accept.

This must be the rule of this era.

As the beneficiary himself, he couldn’t well put his trousers on and criticize this matter.

After breakfast.

Rebecca promptly left with Eleanor to tend to matters.

Fang Hao also left Lyss City.

Heading directly for ‘Supreme Saint Golden City’.

…

The glittering grand hall.

Fang Hao sat on a golden chair, “I’ve come this time to bring you some people.”

Not even a cup of tea was offered, only the thin smoke wafting from a bronze censer.

He didn’t care to linger, stating his purpose straightforwardly.

The sooner finished, the sooner the return.

“Dragon Clan?”

“Since when do the Dragon Clan count as people, stop it! It’s some transmigrators and Sea Tribe captives,” Fang Hao immediately said.

This woman, she wouldn’t be eyeing the Dragon Clan he had recruited, right?

“Oh, I heard from Dong Jiayue, that you attacked a Sea Tribe island, right?” Amanda spoke blandly.

The regional and world channels were discussing it.

Combining that with the nearby events, it wasn’t hard to guess that Fang Hao’s forces were the ones who had attacked the Sea Tribe’s island.

So, even if he didn’t say, Dong Jiayue and others seeing the news would guess it was him.

Fang Hao did not deny, continuing to ask, “Can you settle Sea Tribe people here?”

“Of course, we can settle them near the lakes, to establish villages, don’t worry about that,” Amanda quickly followed up, “How many captives?”

“A total of just over five thousand, not quite six thousand people, including Sea Tribe and a large number of transmigrator soldiers, all of them,” he replied.

Amanda nodded, “The number is okay, bring them over, I will accommodate them properly.”

As the extensive and sparsely populated ‘Anglina,’ although Amanda was not very emotional, one could sense she was quite willing to accept these people.

After all, restoring the glory of ‘Anglina’ required a substantial population.

“Alright, let’s go. Arrange for someone to take over,” Fang Hao stood up.

Amanda was a bit puzzled, “You brought them?”

“Yes, come on!”

The two of them walked out.

Amanda summoned a large number of Undead soldiers.

The soldiers on her side had a strict dress code, unlike Fang Hao’s troops.

The trusted aides wore one style of uniform, the guards another, and the ordinary soldiers yet another.

They were dressed over their armor, which distinguished the soldiers’ ranks.

Once the soldiers were assembled,

Fang Hao opened the Gate of the Worlds, revealing the captives behind it.

Driven by coercion, they walked out of the Gate of the Worlds, appearing within the encirclement of the Undead.

“Sir, please let us go; I will surely offer a generous reward to thank you for your kindness.”

“Please spare us, I don’t want to become Undead.”

“Hey! My cousin is the leader of the ‘Secret Society’; you can contact him for a ransom.”

“Your grudge against the Sea Tribe has nothing to do with us, please spare our lives.”

No sooner had they emerged than the transmigrators among the captives started begging loudly for mercy.

Some mentioned people they knew, others talked about paying a ransom, and still others simply pleaded for mercy.

A complete mess.

They had been frightened enough these past few days.

After all, being stared at by Skeleton frameworks all day, who wouldn’t be afraid?

Amanda nodded and ordered the soldiers beside her, “Take them away. Any who dare to escape, execute them on the spot and throw them into the conversion pit.”

“Yes, my Queen,” the Skeletons moved into action.

The transmigrators were stunned.

Queen?

They all turned their heads and realized that among the crowd stood an Undead queen.

A Dark Gold-level queen.

Fuck!

If this got out on the channel, it would undoubtedly be the hottest topic.

Too bad they no longer had their Book of Lords.

They missed the chance to create a sensation.

The captives were pushed by the Undead towards the dungeons.

The transmigrators alone kept looking back every few steps, staring intently at Amanda.

The Sea Tribe really had offended the Undead, and it was a Dark Gold-level hero.

Even the Sea King of the Sea Tribe wasn’t Dark Gold, right?

…

[Gold Eating Queen – Amanda, Loyalty increased by 2 points, current Loyalty is 98 points.]

As the captives were led away, a system prompt sounded in Fang Hao’s ear.

Amanda’s Loyalty didn’t rise quickly.

It only increased significantly when he helped her subdue the Great Cemetery, jumping by several tens at once.

Now it was just a few points at a time.

But it didn’t matter, it was 98 points now, almost at 100 points.

“What ability is this?” Amanda turned around and asked casually as she returned.

“Are you asking about the move just now to bring people over?”

“Yes!”

“It’s called Gate of the Worlds, but it consumes a lot of one’s Magic Power,” Fang Hao explained.

Amanda nodded, walked a few steps, then continued, “Can I learn it?”

Ah, this…

Fang Hao almost wanted to say, if you want to learn, I can teach you!

But this skill was from a Demon’s fragment, similar to a transmigrator’s Skill, unteachable.

“For now, it’s a transmigrator’s ability. If there’s a similar Magic book in the future, I’ll reserve it for you,” Fang Hao thought about it and said.

“Alright, good,” Amanda didn’t refuse, seeming to value the ability.

A few people walked back.

But they didn’t return to the palace; instead, they were led off to the side.

Fang Hao remembered that this direction led to some special buildings like the Viscera Museum, the Court of Law, etc.

Was there something else?

They were led all the way to a building.

The building resembled a Mage Tower, tall and slender without windows.

The tower was engraved with various Undead patterns.

If it weren’t for a door, it would look just like a stone pillar standing there.

“What are we doing here?” Fang Hao looked up.

“Come inside and see,” Amanda continued.

They walked up the stone steps into the tower, where Undead guards saluted them along the way.

The inside of the tower was dim, and around it were various shelves holding many items.

“Your Majesty, the Queen,” an Undead clad in a Robe approached.

Amanda nodded, then continued, “Bring the Marks over.”

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The Undead turned and left, and when he returned, he held two golden square Marks in his hand.

Fang Hao was shocked.

Fuck!

[Law Mark (Orange)]

[Category: Restraint gear]

[Uses: 3]

[Effect: Can ‘bind’ the basic thoughts of the wearer, making them adhere to the fundamental rules of the Golden Law.]

(Description: A Law Mark based on legal sensing, can control the wearer’s basic actions.)

Exactly the same as what he had traded for.

And there were two of them.

How does this woman have such things?

“Where did they come from?” Fang Hao checked and asked.

“I saw you use it last time, and when I got back, I asked someone to make two,” Amanda said.

To make…!

Damn, this woman can produce Orange-level restraint gear.