The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse-Chapter 587 - 483 Imilo Left

Chapter 587: Chapter 483, Imilo Left

Chapter 587: Chapter 483, Imilo Left

The question was somewhat vague, but both understood what was meant.

Millicent stood in place uncomfortably, her face growing even redder.

Still looking down, “I… I don’t know.”

Wu Heng, seeing her hesitation, said directly, “Alright, take off your clothes.”

Millicent’s body stiffened, and the redness on her face quickly spread to her neck.

Stunned for two or three seconds, she slowly raised her hands to untie the red sash around her waist, set it aside, and continued to unbutton the top at the neckline.

One button, two buttons, the elegant dress’s neckline gradually opened to reveal her fair and round shoulders.

With a shy look, Millicent cautiously looked up and undid the last button of her blouse.

The long dress slid down her body, falling to the ground.

Her mature and graceful figure was unveiled, with the close-fitting slip dress barely concealing her skin, and the placket fluttering slightly with her breaths.

Wu Heng carefully admired her.

Beautiful, mature, heart-stirring.

“Take it all off,” Wu Heng said again.

Millicent’s body began to tremble slightly, grasping the hem of the slip dress, and completely removed it.

Biting her red lip, she still stood in place.

Her skin was as supple and smooth as suet.

Her hands were stacked modestly just below her abdomen.

“Move your hands away.”

Millicent complied, cautiously placing her hands by her sides.

“Turn around!”

“My lord,” Millicent murmured, yet she slowly turned around, her back facing this way.

Her long hair cascaded down her back, accentuating her wasp waist and exaggeratedly round hips.

“Bend over, hands on the ground.”

Millicent bent forward slightly, her fullness like the full moon.

“Turn back around!”

Millicent obediently turned around, her legs beginning to tremble, and she collapsed to the floor with a thud.

Her face was so flushed it seemed to drip, full of a pitiable softness.

Wu Heng still sat on the edge of the bed, enjoying the view.

His gaze grew hotter.

Millicent’s appearance and figure were definitely not lacking, and combined with her connection to Philippa, it was hard to suppress the excitement and thrill in his heart.

“Come here,” Wu Heng leaned forward and continued.

Millicent, still looking down, attempted to stand, but her legs were weak.

Cautiously, bit by bit, she moved forward.

“Come here,” Wu Heng opened his arms.

Touching the other’s thigh, Millicent’s soft body made contact, and both shuddered.

This feeling was indeed hard to extricate oneself from.

Wu Heng gently brushed her cheek and continued to ask, “Millicent, I will ask you one more time, do you want to follow me?”

Millicent leaned on his legs, the strong masculine scent right in front of her.

Her eyes uncontrollably gazed at him.

She had never seen such a strong and perfect man before.

No wonder the chairman of the Starflower was willing to be his lover.

With that thought.

Such a high status, she was willing to follow him; she and her daughter were indeed reaching above their station.

Carefully lifting her head, she said weakly, “Master, I am willing.”

Wu Heng, hearing her words, was also slightly startled.

In the gaze ‘Millicent’ lifted to him, there was shyness, confusion, a bit of agitation and infatuation.

Several expressions, gathered together.

Wu Heng reached out, touched her cheek, and asked with a smile, “What did you call me?”

“Ah! My lord.”

“What do you want to call me?”

Millicent said carefully, “Master… may I?”

Wu Heng smiled, taking her hands, “You may, today you’re happy, call me whatever you like.”

Millicent from below, little by little, climbed onto his body, her protruding form sliding over his sturdy chest.

Each of them grew more excited and thrilled.

Wu Heng lay back down on the bed, with the plump and mature Millicent taking her daughter’s place.

“Master, you’re so strong.”

“Hmm, you’re beautiful too.”

“Thank you, Master.”

…

In the afternoon, the whole area started to bustle.

Noises of passersby and cries of street vendors came through the window.

Inside the room.

Millicent was straddling him.

Wu Heng held her waist and caressed the smooth skin.

Thud, thud, thud~!

There was a knock at the door, accompanied by the bartender’s voice, “Boss, there’s a dispute downstairs, please come take a look!”

At this time, the tavern’s crowd began to grow.

After drinking, conflicts sometimes arose.

Someone needed to mediate, usually everyone just stated their case, and then dispersed.

Millicent gently looked up, her complexion rosy, “Let Cemi handle it, I’ll be down shortly.”

“Okay,” the bartender replied.

The footsteps gradually receded.

Millicent turned her gaze back to the man before her, her eyes still betrayed a helpless timidity, and she asked quietly, “Master, am I still acceptable?”

“Very good, you did well,” Wu Heng praised.

“Thank you, Master, I’m not as young and beautiful as Mini and the others, I’m just glad you don’t find me lacking,” Millicent spoke again.

“I like you as you are now.”

“Thank you, Master,” Millicent smiled, put in more effort, and quickened their pace.

Not until both were satisfied,

did they part and sit aside, catching their breath slightly.

“Master, later when the tavern gets busier and the others are too busy, I still need to go down and help.”

“Hmm, next time I will come again.”

Millicent began to help him dress, then said, “Master, please don’t tell Philippa about this.”

Wu Heng’s brow raised slightly, “You’re making conditions now?”

“No, I’ll serve you discretely…”

Wu Heng said, “I think Philippa would accept this.”

“Please,” she implored.

Wu Heng nodded, “Alright, I’ll listen to you.”

“Thank you, Master.”

While helping Wu Heng get dressed, Millicent, too, managed to get dressed amidst the chaos of groping hands.

After a quick tidy up and covering the kiss marks on the neck near the collarbone, she left the room directly.

She smiled and greeted a few drinkers.

Went to mediate between two arguing guests.

It was quite normal for disputes to happen in a tavern, and they even became a spectacle for the other patrons.

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Millicent talked with the two of them.

Wu Heng also came down from upstairs, glanced around the tavern, and walked straight out.

He hailed a carriage at the street corner.

And headed to the Association.

…

Association, Steward’s Office.

Wu Heng knocked on the door gently and, hearing a voice from inside, pushed the door open and walked in.

Xi Ligui sat behind the desk, sorting through the documents in her hands.

Seeing that it was him who entered, she curiously asked, “Grand Island Master, what brings you here?”

“Came to see how you’re doing,” Wu Heng sat down nearby, “Why haven’t you hired an assistant yet? You’re a Steward now, and it’s too much for you to handle alone.”

As a Vice-executive, Xi Ligui didn’t have an assistant.

The majority of the civilian work was also pushed onto ‘Andre Willow,’ Wu Heng’s alias.

Now that Xi Ligui had become the local Steward, some tasks simply couldn’t be delegated elsewhere.

Hiring an assistant was inevitable.

“I already wrote to my family about it, they should be arriving soon,” Xi Ligui said directly.

A Steward’s assistant, although a personal aide.

Could gain access to many core matters, so they had to be someone the Steward completely trusted.

Wu Heng nodded then asked, “Have you arranged the Guard Team matters?”

Xi Ligui set aside what she was holding and responded, “It’s all been arranged; the patrol areas for both the small squads and the Association Guard have been planned. If you want to include skeletons, just bring the smarter ones here to the Association, and make sure they don’t cause any trouble.”

“Okay, I’ll select some skeletons to come over tomorrow.”

Forming small squads on Gold and Silver Island wasn’t easy.

In the short term, it was still necessary to rely on the Association to maintain order.

At least, those who could join the Association still adhered to certain moral standards and were less likely to cause problems.

After discussing the patrol matters briefly, Xi Ligui added, “Oh, by the way, Steward Imilo has left the island. He didn’t want to draw others’ attention and risk causing trouble for us, so he didn’t notify you. If something comes up, you can write to him and send it to the headquarters.”

Wu Heng raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.

Imilo had actually left as well.

That meant on Gold and Silver Island, the strongest person was now himself and his skeleton attendants.

It wasn’t that machine cannons and the Skeleton Army weren’t a match for Imilo.

But in terms of prestige, Imilo’s presence on Gold and Silver Island certainly could deter the vast majority of enemies.

Machine cannons and the Skeleton Army, when facing an enemy head-on, could unleash enormous power.

However, if high-level professionals were to attempt a sneak attack or charge directly into the city for close combat, it would still require high-level professionals to counter them.

Imilo had left without much fanfare.

He likely also considered these issues.

Still, once Imilo appeared at the Association headquarters, the news would eventually get out.

Formally, he said, “Now we have a backer at the headquarters, and Steward Imilo can also continue pursuing his own path.”

“So eloquent, completely unlike a Necromancer.”

Wu Heng went on to ask, “How do you plan to deal with the body of the 18th-level Fist Master from the Church of Divine Punishment?”

Xi Ligui glanced at him with a smile, “Why, do you want it?”

Wu Heng didn’t deny it, “Can’t help it, the Church of Divine Punishment is still eyeing Gold and Silver Island. Without high-level professionals, we are all in danger.”

“Your machinery and skeletons should be able to handle it.”

“That’s in a head-to-head fight, but if someone sneaks into the city alone, or comes directly after the two of us, it’s still very dangerous,” Wu Heng said.

Xi Ligui nodded, took out paper and a pen, and quickly wrote a certificate.

Handing it to him, she said, “This is for you, but if I need it in the future, I need to be able to call upon it too.”

It seemed that the body was intended for him from the start.

She was just waiting for him to make the request.

Wu Heng looked over the certificate and replied, “You say that as if I wouldn’t listen to you anyway, let alone with skeletons.”

Xi Ligui’s eyes narrowed slightly, and she gave him a sidelong glance.

“I’m going to check on the body,” Wu Heng said.

“Go ahead!”

Leaving the Steward’s Office, he went straight to the morgue.

The island had been rather peaceful lately.

The two Coroners had little to do and were chatting by the entrance.

Seeing Wu Heng approach, they promptly saluted, “Greetings, Island Master.”

Wu Heng handed them the certificate, “The 18th-level body? The Steward has assigned me to deal with it.”

After checking the document, one of them gestured and said, “It’s inside, I’ll take you there.”

They walked to the far end of the morgue.

On a steel bed lay a body wrapped in a grass mat.

He opened the covering at the face and saw the bald, thick-browed head of the 18th-level Fist Master.

“I’ll take the body,” Wu Heng said, placing it in his Space Ring.

“Alright,” the Coroner nodded.

With the body obtained and the patrol arrangements in place.

Wu Heng didn’t bother Xi Ligui any further.

He hailed a carriage and returned to his residence.

…

Within the manor.

The fountain had been completely repaired.

The slash marks left by the sword qi had been fixed, and the damaged Array Patterns had been re-engraved.

Array Patterns were truly fascinating.

They required no water pipes or water sources.

By absorbing the surrounding water elements and condensing them into water, which then sprayed from the sky, they created the effect of a fountain while consuming much less energy than modern ones.

After greeting Mini.

Wu Heng took the 18th-level body out at a spot in the manor.

He unwrapped the grass mat.

Revealing the stitched-up corpse beneath.

Without a second thought, he released “Bone Manipulation Skill.”

Necromancy Magic slowly enveloped the corpse.

A skeleton rose from the ground.

[Skeleton Grand Boxer (Level 18)]