Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

Holding hands, they chatted for a while.

After all, Fang Hao was young. With such a beautiful woman in his arms, his heart began to stir up again.

He reached out, intending to remove Rebecca's long skirt.

Seeing this, Rebecca quickly held down his hand, blushed and said, "You're at it again. It's broad daylight. Have you gone mad?"

This time, Rebecca's attitude was very different from before.

It was not resistance and refusal, but a comment about the time of day.

Fang Hao tentatively asked again, "What if I come tonight?"

Well...

Rebecca was much older than Fang Hao and knew what was going on.

She was well aware of the matters between men and women.

And her heart was greatly stirred by Fang Hao.

Although she had always had an aversion to men in the past, she had accepted Fang Hao now, but she had not yet figured out what to do next.

It was fine for them to touch and flirt with each other in the past, but when it came to living together, she was somewhat shy.

Hesitating for a moment, she said softly, "Fang Hao, give me a little more time."

Fang Hao nodded, knowing that there was no urgency in such matters.

Rebecca's loyalty reached 98 points, he was not afraid of her running away, so there was no rush for a day or two.

"Okay, I'll listen to you," Fang Hao said. But his hands still held her waist, and he asked softly, "So what do we do now?"

"What should we do?"

Fang Hao gave a sly grin.

Then, pulling Rebecca's buttocks, he placed her whole body on the table.

Rebecca was startled, her hands on the table, her face slightly panicked, "You...!"

Fang Hao's arms propped on either side of her, looking down at her, "Don't worry, just the usual things."

Surprise appeared in Rebecca's eyes before she could answer.

A heavy body pressed her underneath, and her lips were sealed.

"Mmm—"

Frantic, Rebecca lightly patted Fang Hao's shoulder, trying to break free.

However, after a few pats, her hands softened and wrapped around Fang Hao's neck, responding to him.

Seeing Rebecca stopped struggling, Fang Hao's hands slowly started to move towards her full bosom and stayed there without moving.

"Mmm~!"

Rebecca sensed his little movement and a hint of anger flashed in her eyes.

But in this position, it was hard to dodge.

After twisting a bit, she gave up dodging, simply closed her eyes, pretending not to care.

Seeing that Rebecca didn't resist, Fang Hao increased the pressure on his hands.

Kneading the roundness in his palm, he molded it flat.

Outside the window, dusk was painting the sky red.

Inside the room, their breathing erratic.

After quite a while.

Rebecca felt something was poking her thigh persistently.

She reached out to feel it, her expression changed instantly and she quickly withdrew her hand.

She knew they couldn't go on like this.

She turned her head away, saying, "That's enough, it's time to eat. If you keep on fooling around, I'll be angry."

...

Dusk had settled.

The commercial street in Silver Wing City was even busier.

At the window on the second floor of a tavern, Sander stared in the direction of the city gate.

Next to him stood a subordinate.

With a worried look on his face, he hesitated before saying, "Boss, over 300 of our men went out. They should have completed the task and come back by now. But none of them have returned, and there's no response through the Sound-transmitting Shell. This is..."

Sander felt an unease in his heart, his fingers tapping incessantly on the window ledge. "The intelligence reported they were just over a hundred, most of them mere militiamen. Even if there was a problem, over 300 of our men can't just disappear. Something must have happened."

That was true.

Even if the ambush failed, out of 300 men, a few should have made it back.

But now, a day and a night had passed.

There was no news at all.

Thump, thump, thump!

As they were talking, the sound of hurried footsteps climbing the stairs echoed from outside.

Soon, the footsteps stopped right outside the room.

"Commander, there's news."

Sander perked up, sat back at the table, returning to his composed mercenary commander demeanor, "Come in."

The door opened, and a travel-worn young man walked in.

After a slight bow, he said, "Commander, we found our comrades' bodies. They're all, all dead.'

Crack!

The water glass in Sander's hand plummeted to the floor, shattering into pieces.

Even though he'd considered the possibility of something going wrong, he hadn't expected the worst-case scenario.

That was more than 300 of them, all gone just like that?

"Are you sure? You didn't see wrong?" said Sander, his voice raised somewhat.

The underling, who had been asked to fetch some information, trembled before speaking quickly: "Chief, I'm sure, I know all the people in our group."

Boom!!

Sander slammed his fist on the table, shattering it instantly.

He roared, "Damn it… Damn it..."

Like an enraged bear, he turned over all the objects in the room.

After a flurry of smashing and cursing, he finally looked at his underling again and asked coldly, "Did that kid's team come back?"

"Yes, they did. Not only did his team return, but even Li Rong's people have safely entered the city."

"Damn, that bitch Li Rong. It must have been her messing around. Otherwise, how could a group of just 50 people be safe?" Sander's face was distorted with rage.

Their ambush target had been the pretty boy from Lyss City.

He had brought only 50 people with him, and didn't have any ties here.

The fact that over 300 of his own men had been killed outside, it seemed obvious that it must have been Li Rong's doing.

That woman had been discussing a business deal with him just a few days before.

Then, she had played him like a fool.

"Chief, what should we do now? Are we still going to kill the pretty boy?" his underling asked him again.

Sander took several deep breaths, forcibly suppressing his rage.

At the moment, he hated Li Rong more than the pretty boy.

After a pause, he said: "Our brothers didn't die for nothing. Prepare everything. Tonight, we will send a big gift to Fairy Dream Tower."

"Understood, Chief."

...

Night fell off.

The bustling Silver Wing City had also reached the moment of lights out.

The busy people had already gone back to their rooms to rest.

In their room.

Fang Hao was playing chess with Anjia.

Lorrey examined the current game situation to help Anjia.

The two of them occasionally whispered to each other, careful not to miss any moves and allow Fang Hao to take advantage.

After discussing for a while.

Anjia reached for a piece, pinching it between two fingers, preparing to make her move.

Halfway, she raised her head to glance at Fang Hao's face.

Seeing Fang Hao with no expression, she briskly put down her piece on the chessboard.

"No going back after placing your move, think carefully." Fang Hao said.

Anjia looked puzzled for a moment as she turned to look at Lorrey.

Then, with a determined tone, she said: "Hah! Who are you trying to fool? With your petty tricks, you still want to scare us?"

"Exactly. Who are you scaring?"

Fang Hao shrugged.

Picking up a piece, he placed it on the chessboard making a line of five.

Anjia was stunned and then her face turned red with rage, and she reached out to flip the table.

Fang Hao caught her wrist, "Hey, it's not that serious."

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She suddenly stopped and sniffed. Lorrey at her side did the same.

Then they both looked out the window.

They could see a tower of fire reaching into the night sky at the far end of the city.

Even from a distance, they could see the flames leaping into the sky and smoke obscuring the heavens.

"It's in the commercial district. Why is such a big fire there?" Anjia and Lorrey were a bit shocked.

In the Orc Tribe, such a big fire would likely not be fought.

The Clan Leader would just lead his people to move away.

Stomp stomp stomp!!

Footsteps sounded. Rebecca came in with a maid.

"There's a fire outside..." Rebecca just started her sentence, when she noticed the two standing by the window, and Lorrey crouched on the windowsill.

All were staring at the fire.

Rebecca joined them and, after a moment of thought, asked, "Should we go check it out?"

Fang Hao shook his head, "No need. Someone will handle the fire soon. If we go now, whether we can help or not is one thing. But we might even be suspected of arson."

"Such a big fire, I'm afraid a whole street might be engulfed" said Rebecca, shaking her head.

She knew very well how costly urban construction could be.

"Probably not. Silver Wing City couldn't possibly not be able to handle a single fire. It's not like we're in some remote place," Fang Hao said softly.

As expected.

Right after Fang Hao finished his sentence.

A thunderous noise sounded from the clear night sky.

Then, swirling dark clouds covered the entire area above the commercial district.

Whoosh!!

Then, a torrential rain began to pour.

The Water Mage had made his move….