Fetch him another cup and make it a larger one.

Fong how instructed the maid.

Ah, thank you my lord and thank you rabbit maid.

The minur quickly expressed his gratitude.

The rabbit maid smiled brightly and skipped off to fetch the wine.

In the traditional orc perspective, beastkin that closely resemble humans often find it difficult to gain acceptance among other orcs.

Races such as foxkin and rabbitkin face discrimination in the orc territories.

Here the orcs who come to Fongo are required to respectfully address him as miss or young lady.

How has business been in the mana market lately? Fonga inquired.

Very well.

More and more villages are coming to exchange goods.

The minur replied scratching his head.

Being an ordinary minur warrior responsible for guarding his tribe.

He struggled to articulate matters of development or trends.

Where did you acquire this silver treasure chest? Fong Hao asked again.

Um, it was from a group of Words.

Wors? Yes.

Recently, a band of Wors has been disregarding market rules, robbing passing caravans on the road.

The chief, in a fit of rage, led his troops to annihilate the W tribe, and this treasure chest was discovered in their village, the Minotaur explained.

So, that is how it was obtained.

Only someone like Fong Hao, a traveler from another world, could unlock the chest.

Even if the copper bull had acquired it, he would be unable to open it.

This fact had been confirmed multiple times through Anja.

Venturing outside, the treasures obtained were all brought back.

Only Fong Hao possessed the ability to unlock them.

Indeed, this arrangement sufficed.

Fong Hao nodded, expressing his agreement with the Minotaur's approach.

At that moment, the rabbit made approached with a slightly larger goblet filled with fruit wine, which she presented to him.

The minur accepted it with a hearty smile.

Indulging in a couple of generous sips, Fong Hao continued his conversation with a minur, his peripheral vision catching a glimpse of Luo Lee's little head peeking from behind the door.

His Lui signaled discreetly towards in Jia's direction, and Jia turned her head at the sound, raising an eyebrow in curiosity.

Lui flicked her head to the side as if urging her to join in on the fun, and Jia cast a brief glance at Fong Hao, gently shaking her head.

The two exchanged a flurry of expressive glances, their communications swift and silent.

Fong Hao, noticing the loquacious minotaur beside him, spoke up.

And Jia, do not wander too far.

We must head out in half an hour.

Oh, all right.

And Jia<unk>s face brightened with delight as she swiftly exited the Lord<unk>'s mansion.

After whispering a few words to Lu Lee, the duo departed in haste.

In less than 5 minutes, the minur bid farewell with a bow.

Fongo began examining the two maps that had been delivered.

Map: Undead cave.

Type: Single page map.

Description: A map crafted by traveling merchants, detailing the routes and terrain of unknown ruins.

To his surprise, it was a map of the undead.

Was this not akin to family failing to recognize one another? By utilizing the Lord's book, he could incorporate the map and ascertain its location.

The Undead Cave was situated to the east of Mana Market, a considerable distance from his current location.

However, with the aid of a dragon for transport, this distance was not insurmountable.

He proceeded to inspect the second map.

Map: Spider Forest type single page map description.

A map crafted by traveling merchants detailing the routes and terrain of unknown ruins.

Upon examining its position on the larger map, it too lay to the east of Mana Market, not far from the undead cave.

It was quite plausible that both maps were documented by the same individual and subsequently sold to the tavern.

Clatter clatter and Jia and Lui burst into the room covered in dirt.

They skitted to a halt in front of Fong Hao.

We aren't late, are we? And Jia exclaimed hurriedly.

No.

Did you two get into a fight? Fong Ho inquired.

His curiosity peaked by their disheveled appearance.

Both looked rather disheveled, and Jiao was dusted from head to toe, while Lu Lee appeared even worse.

Her petite frame caked in dirt with a streak of blood trickling from her nose, which she was frantically wiping away.

"He! No, we were racing.

We went too fast and fell.

" And Jia giggled carefree.

Lui joined in, dabbing at her nose while chuckling foolishly.

Oh dear, Fong, how was it a loss for words? It seemed they had indeed found kindred spirits in one another.

Despite their current state, they were still laughing hardily.

How old are you? Stop messing around and tidy up.

We shall depart shortly, Fonga remarked.

Fortunately, and Jia is a hero, and Lui also possesses considerable rank.

Were they ordinary individuals, such antics could prove fatal.

Oh.

The two responded in unison before heading off to freshen up.

10 minutes later, Fonggha, accompanied by Jia and Luo Lee, mounted the skeletal dragon.

Behind them trailed another 10 skeletal dragons, each bearing the weight of 74 skeletal trolls clad in formidable trollheavy armor, wielding spiked clubs and pickaxes.

In contrast to the graveyard guardians, who favored two-handed swords, Fong Ho found the skeletal trolls to be marketkedly more effective.

Their towering stature exuded an undeniable aura of intimidation during the previous conflict with the bloodied mountains.

A substantial number of skeletal trolls have been transformed in the conversion field, encompassing both sixth and seventh tier trolls, a considerable quantity that required no recruitment from Fongghow.

Let's embark, Fongghow commanded.

The skeletal dragon soared into the sky, heading towards the direction of the necromancer's cave.

The wind howled past their ears as they soared for 40 to 50 minutes, crossing over the ruins of the Mana Market, drawing ever closer to their target.

Below lay a desolate cityscape, overrun by creeping vines.

Yet the remnants of collapsed walls and shattered edififices remained visible.

The skeletal dragon descended before a mountain face amidst the ruins.

Chapter 281.

The undead against the undead.

The skeletal dragon descended, scattering two herbivorous deer.

A few individuals leapt from its back, and Fongghow swiftly scanned the mountain side.

Nearby, he sought any signs of cave, for the map indicated this very location.

Yet no openings were visible.

The two women nodded and spread out, one to the left and the other to the right, beginning their search along the rock face.

Before long, a call echoed from several dozen meters away.

Fong Ho, come see if this is it.

Upon hearing the shout, Fong Hao and Luoli approached.

Beneath the cliff.

In front of Inja lay a dark sloping cave.

The entrance was substantial, approximately 5 m high and 3 to 4 m wide.

Vines obscured the mouth of the cave.

Had one not been intentionally searching, it would have been difficult to discern its presence while passing by.

This must be the place.