After 2 days of travel, the group arrived at the city of Plural.

At the Rose Tavern, Fonghouse sat at the bar, his expression somewhat grave.

Today, the tavern was filled with numerous unfamiliar faces.

Individuals cloaked in robes with hoods seated in the corners of the establishment.

Blood sucker.

Tier three.

The mention of the bloodline inevitably conjured images of vampires.

Chapter 231.

The stone tomb.

What is the background? Fonggho cast a glance towards the location of the pale blooded individual.

I am uncertain.

They arrived this afternoon wearing a hat even in broad daylight.

The proprietor responded in hush tones, her gaze unwavering.

The pale-blooded individual had indeed arrived shortly before Fong Hao.

"What is their purpose?" Fonhao continued his inquiry.

"I do not know.

" "They appear to be inquiring about the northern undead, which frightened me immensely," the proprie chest.

Since the last incident where a mercenary perished in the establishment, despite the lord attributing the tragedy to the firewolf mercenary group, rumors had circulated suggesting that it was due to offending the undead from the north, leading to their complete annihilation.

Now, whenever the proprie hears the mention of the undead, her heart quakes in trepidation.

The tavern had just opened, and suddenly a peculiar group of individuals appeared, probing into matters concerning the undead.

Could they be heretics cloaked in mystery? She pondered.

Perhaps they exude a scent of blood as they draw near.

We must avoid any contact with them, for heretics are often deranged.

The proprie wine glass.

Fun house stroked his shin, his gaze frequently darting towards those individuals.

The blood clan is once again inquiring about the undead.

It appears they have acquired information regarding the blood hunters transforming into skeletons.

However, their reluctance to initiate an attack suggests they may have received this intelligence through third party channels and possess little understanding of the undead territory.

These individuals are likely mere scouts or spies.

Will they be staying here? Their cold presence is surely detrimental to business.

Fawn how remarked once more.

A tavern is typically a lively place.

Even when patrons sing boisterously or indulge in drunken antics, the atmosphere remains vibrant.

Now with these individuals seated, the entire tavern is plunged into silence.

Business has already suffered due to Fonghouse restaurant.

Their presence exacerbates the desolation.

I inquired and they do not intend to stay.

They will depart when the city gates close at night, the proprie.

That is a relief, Fong House said, calculating the timing of these individuals movements in his mind.

Having gathered sufficient intelligence on the paleblooded individuals, his gaze returned to the notice board.

In his absence over the past few days, two bounties had appeared.

Well, monster and village troubles.

Bounty, well, monster.

Task: Eliminate the monster appearing in the well.

Requirements: none.

Reward, five gold coins.

A reward of five gold coins seems rather poulry.

Not to mention the potential casualties in battle.

Even the cost of mobilizing personnel would exceed the value of this reward.

He continued to examine the second bounty.

Village troubles.

Task resolve the troubles in the village.

Requirements: none.

Reward 15 gold coins.

This one lacks details about the task and offers little compensation.

With such meager rewards, it begs the question of why they are even posted.

Fonhow glanced once more at the propri.

The tavern charges for posting bounties, and the rewards hardly suffice to cover the tavern's expenses.

As the nearby village issued a bounty, the inkeeper, in a tone of resignation, remarked, "If you can help, please do.

What else can we do? Does the lord of the city not intervene?" She scoffed.

If they did, they wouldn't have to resort to announcing bounties in the tavern.

This city of Pearl is deteriorating yearbyear.

With a heavy sigh, she expressed her dismay.

"Please tell me the locations of these two villages, and I shall pay them a visit," Funghao said.

"Very well," the inkeeper pointed out the locations on a map for him.

After conversing with her for a while, Tavik sent over the promised young silkworms of holy snow silk, a total of 100, which could be nurtured upon returning.

This quantity was the maximum Tavoc could provide.

Fonggha refrained from further comments as he would need to procure highquality fabrics from Tavic for the crafting of his attire.

Fortunately, he aimed to complete the promise sample for Rebecca within a week for her fitting.

After exchanging a few more words with the inkeeper, he advised Xiaoi and the others to refrain from wandering outside at night and to stay safe.

He then mounted his giant lizard and returned to his territory.

By the time the three returned to the city, Knight had already fallen.

"Master, you have returned.

" Eric greeted them along with a group of maids.

Aware of their concern, Fongo smiled and reassured them.

It was a smooth trip.

He handed the box containing the young silkworms to Air.

"Air, these are the young silkworms for the holy snow silk.

Please take them to the silkworm room.

" "Oh, certainly," he replied carefully, making her way to the silkworm room.

Anya followed her, discussing what to have for dinner.

Just as Ditiga was about to leave, Fong Hao called out to him.

Dmitiga, "Yes, my lord.

How may I serve you?" Ditiga inquired.

"Some pale blood suckers have arrived in the city.

They are scouts of the blood clan.

There's a high likelihood they will come to our territory tonight to gather intelligence.

Prepare yourself and the blood hunters.

If you catch sight of them, eliminate them immediately.

" Funhao instructed plainly.

Living beings held little value to him.

It was the dead that demonstrated true utility.

Understood, my lord, Domigga replied and proceeded to exit towards the outskirts of the city.

With Domiga gone, Fongo returned to the lord's hall.

Taking a seat, he instructed the maid.

Summon Sawyer, Kllin, and Luke.

Yes, master.

Before long, the skeletal tailor Sawyer, the blacksmith Kin, and the goldsmith Luke entered in succession.

Funho gestured for the three to sit at the wooden table.

This is an order I secured in Ley City.