After breakfast, Sawyer picked up the finished dress sample.
The sample is a prototype for fitting prior to the final product.
The term prototype does not necessarily imply that the fabric must be white.
It refers to the initial style to assess fit.
While trying on the sample, modifications can also be made to the fabric, lace, and buttons.
The sudden completion of Sawyer's dress forced Fong how to alter his plans for the day, intending to take the team directly to Ley City so that the lady of the Lord could try on the sample.
Accelerating the dress's progress also hastened his plans to open a store in Leisy City.
Having decided on the journey to Ley city, Fongghao summoned Eir and Schweli.
After briefing them on matters pertaining to the territory, he set out with Injia and Domiga at the southern fortress.
They mounted their swift purple-caled horses accompanied by 20 heavy sword infantry.
At this moment, the storage function of the lord's book proved invaluable.
Fonggha stored all the burdens of the entire team in the storage space, significantly reducing the consumption during the journey.
The last time the Tav merchant caravan took two days was largely due to the slow transport goods.
With a wave of his hand, Fongo signaled the team to swiftly take to the main road.
Domiga rode a top the giant lizard while Fongo sat in the rear and Jar rode her purple scaled horse aptly named Purple Lightning.
One wonders if she will share this name with any other heroes in the future.
The team's pace was brisk with the sound of hooves and the howling wind accompanying them.
Within mere minutes, a glance back revealed the fortress had vanished from sight.
Domigus skillfully maneuvered the giant lizard while Fong Ha opened the lord's book, intending to pass the time by checking the regional channel.
Upon opening it, he noticed a private message that he had missed earlier.
Fong Ho, I have sent you the designated order from a trolls.
Please created upon receipt.
The sender was Su Yang, the Lord who had connected him with the trolls.
The message was timestamped an hour ago, likely coinciding with the time when the order was dispatched.
After a moment's thought, Fong Ha replied, "Just saw it.
The order has been completed.
" Su Yang responded with commendable speed.
"Fonghao, I have received the goods.
Do trolls consume that much? The last order was placed not long ago, and yet the quantity remains substantial?" Funho inquired, intrigued.
Same equipment, same quantity.
Sigh.
It's a long story.
The trolls recently suffered a defeat in battle, resulting in significant casualties among their tribes.
Now, the various tribes are blaming one another, causing considerable chaos, and they're all stockpiling equipment.
It seems an internal conflict is imminent, Su Yang expressed, his tone laden with concern.
The prospect of war within the trolls posed great danger for him as well.
As a slave overseer, he was dependent on the trolls, and should the situation deteriorate, he too would face dire consequences.
Su Yang<unk>s words suddenly reminded Fong Hao of the blood mountain.
The last time, the bloodthroat tribe led the trolls in an attack against him.
In that place, over 100,000 trolls perished.
These resemble the troll tribe described by Su Yang to some extent.
Of course, Fawn had not directly inquire whether the trolls resided in the Blood Mountain Range, as Su Yang might not be entirely trustworthy.
After some contemplation, he stated directly, "Yes, you should exercise caution as well.
Inform the trolls that I have numerous other supplies available for sale, and they may purchase from me if they are willing.
" "Oh, understood.
I will convey that to the trolls," Su Yang replied.
After concluding the conversation, Fong Hao kept this matter in mind.
he could pay attention to Su Yang's side in the future, especially if issues indeed arose within the Blood Mountain range, which would provide him an opportunity for a counterattack, thereby eliminating this unstable factor.
On the road, a lord clad in a checkered shirt stroked the majestic steed beneath him.
The grey man was somewhat disheveled, yet he remained content as he caressed it.
He had purchased this horse from a traveling merchant for 50 battle coins, aware that the merchant had demanded a high price.
He still acquiesced and felt quite satisfied.
At that moment, he was riding forth with soldiers to hunt in the forest ahead.
The lord in the floral shirt took out his lordship book and sent a photograph of his newly acquired steed to the regional channel.
Watching the stream of admiration in the channel, his smile widened.
Suddenly, the lord halted the advancing party.
My lord, what is the matter? A soldier inquired curiously.
The scenery around the corner is splendid.
Take a picture of me there.
Point the book at me and press here.
After speaking, he positioned himself on the roadside.
Just then, hurried hoof beatats echoed from behind.
As the group turned back in confusion, they beheld a few violet steeds rushing past with a whistling wind.
They were as beautiful as sapphires, tall and remarkably graceful in their gallop.
The lord in the floral shirt was entranced while his mount was startled with a loud nigh.
The horse reared up tossing him off and causing him to land awkwardly on the ground.
The soldiers hurriedly calmed the horse and helped him back to his feet.
The lord snatched the lordship book capturing several images of the swiftly retreating violet steeds.
He promptly sent them to the regional channel.
The violet steeds akin to bolts of purple lightning moved with extraordinary speed within the regional channel.
Comments erupted.
Did you take that with a landline camera? Could it be any blurriier? Is that a chillin? Or perhaps some kind of magical beast.
No horse could be so magnificent.
It's a horse.
It passed right beside me.
Aside from its purple color and towering stature, it resembles a horse perfectly.
The floral shirt Lord emphasized.
Then why didn't you capture it from the front? I could barely keep up.
By the time I opened the camera, it had already galloped quite a distance.
Even horses are special breeds.
I too desire such a splendid steed.
Indeed, this is my second wish after acquiring a beautiful female creature, a magnificent purple horse.
Have you ever considered that a purple mare could fulfill both wishes? I must say, you are quite remarkable.
If there were centators, that would suffice.
Otherwise, I cannot accept a pure horse.
Such high standards I have.
As the regional chat was disabled, the startled horses were relocated by the soldiers.
My lord, they have been calmed and you may proceed to take photographs.
The gentleman in the floral shirt glanced at the direction the purple cavalry had departed and shook his head slightly, deciding against taking any pictures.
There was nothing worth capturing.
During the discussions in the channel, Fong Ho remained indifferent.
As dusk approached, Fong Hao and his companions finally arrived at the city of Lysis.
The purples scaled horse huffed and puffed, its body glistening with sweat.
Despite possessing extraordinary endurance, even the purple-called horse found the relentless journey taxing.
At the city, they presented their travel documents and were granted entry.
After securing a room at the inn, Funghao promptly led in Jia towards the Lord's Manor.
The evening was still young, much earlier than the time when Rebecca had summoned a gathering of merchants previously.
Surely she would not have retired for the night just yet.
Mr.
Fong Hao, this evening the lady will be attending an important banquet.