After reviewing the equipment and blueprints, only one skill scroll remained.

Gravel rolling stone category.

Earth magic level.

Tier three magic ability.

Summons a gravel sphere with a diameter of 2 m to launch a rolling stone charge against enemies.

Rolling in a straight line for a maximum distance of 20 m to inflict damage.

The gravel sphere cannot transform into a gravel golem and the magic will dissipate after the rolling stone charge.

Description: Beware of the rolling stone sphere.

It possesses the power to crush your bones.

Skill scroll.

It has been quite some time since a skill scroll has appeared.

So long that Fongo had almost forgotten that he was following the path of a mage rather than that of a logistical assistant.

He had witnessed the effects of gravel rolling stone before.

The 2 meter stone sphere cascading downwards exerts considerable force.

The shield wall defense of the skeletal warriors crumbles like paper, scattering in all directions.

It charges into the rear of the formation, dealing damage to the backline.

Although the gravel rolling stone cannot transform into a gravel golem, its spherical effect remains commendable.

It should effectively breach enemy formations or defenses.

He directly learned the skill.

The gravel rolling stone skill scroll transformed into a beam of light, merging into Fongo's body, signifying that he had acquired the skill, having already witnessed the effects and might of gravel rolling stone during the day.

There was no need to release it for examination.

After dinner, Fong How reclined upon his skeletal throne, despite having remained indoors all day, the mental exhaustion from divine presence still left him weary.

He pondered whether going for a soak in the hot springs right after dinner would lead to indigestion.

Tulp talp.

Just as Fongo intended to head to the hot springs and then returned to his room for rest, he heard faint footsteps outside the door.

The skeletal tailor Swah entered, cradling neatly folded fabrics.

Good evening, my lord.

Swah greeted with a slight bow.

Good evening, Swah.

Fongghao replied, straightening his posture and wearing a smile.

Swah took a seat on the nearby chair, placing the fabrics on a side table, and said, "My lord, the custom gown for Lis City is nearing completion and will soon be finished.

" "Indeed, everyone has worked hard," Fungho nodded with hundreds of tailor working over time.

"The pace was quite impressive.

Once this gown was completed, Fonggha intended to promote Kipeo's and several other styles of gowns to Rebecca.

Finally, he had found a wealthy patron, providing an excellent opportunity to advertise his soon to open fabric store.

He planned to capitalize on this opportunity thoroughly.

"This is what we ought to do," Swah continued, unfurling the fabrics brought along.

"My lord, these are silk stockings made from Nightfall silk along with the dress design last time.

The quality of Nightfall silk is on par with holy snow silk.

" Fongghao immediately instructed Suah to craft several pairs of black stockings, some for Rebecca and others for IR.

The design drafts for the dress had also been collaboratively developed with Suah.

Fong Ho permitted the maids to venture to Plural City once a week to explore, though dawning made outfits and sailor suits felt somewhat inappropriate.

Moreover, these maids, as representatives of the Lord s estate, ought to present themselves in a more fitting manner.

Thus, a vintage French style midi dress was designed.

The fitted bodice accentuates the figure while the skirt cascades to the calves, elegantly showcasing both poise and silhouette.

Year.

Funhow gently called.

Year poked her head out from a room on the first floor.

Master mister.

Soya has sent a set of clothes for you to try on and see how they look.

Funhow informed her.

Oh, all right.

Yer exclaimed joyfully as she accepted the garments and headed to a room to try them on.

Before long, when Year emerged, she had changed into the attire and stockings.

The white dress, which hug her figure gracefully, reached down to her calves, revealing her black stockings.

Both elements were quite appealing.

However, the dress felt more suitable for casual vacations and did not quite harmonize with the stockings.

The overall combination seemed somewhat peculiar.

Not bad.

Quite lovely, Fongghao complimented.

Ear cheeks flushed slightly as she twirled to admire her outfit.

Master, I shall create similar styles for the other maids, Soya remarked.

That is acceptable.

Very well, then.

I shall not disturb you any further, Sawya replied, bowing once more before making her exit.

As she reached the doorway, a sudden rush of air heralded the appearance of enormous bat-like wings, and soon after the enchanting figure of Lurana stroed in with authority.

As their paths crossed, Soya paused and offered a slight bow.

Lorena nodded, proceeding directly into the sitting room where she took a seat.

Have you retrieved my celestial treasure box? Chapter 327.

The bite Lena's initial words unambiguously conveyed her intent.

The sky canopy box, a rare purple sand table artifact, possesses the remarkable ability to envelop a designated area of territory in a perpetual mist.

The fog that shrouded the blood clan's bright moon heights was indeed a result of the sky canopy box's effect.

Fong Hao, pleased with its efficacy, had decided to store it away, not anticipating that Lorena would seek it out directly.

Indeed, I had to keep it aside amidst the throngs of the blood fortress.

Fong Hao explained, retrieving the sky canopy box from his storage and tossing it to Lurena.

The sky canopy box was undeniably a rare treasure.

However, since bringing it back, he had not put it to use.

It merely sat in his possession like a collector's item.

Even with the eventual acquisition of a more refined sand table, it remained uncertain whether he would employ the box to cloak the city in an impenetrable fog.

He personally preferred not to shun the sun indefinitely.

Thus, it would serve Lurena more effectively.

Lorena caught the box without uttering a word and stored it away, her expression still frosty.

"Have you resolved your affairs?" Fong inquired curiously, glancing towards the door, noting the absence of the red duke's corpse is resolved, Lorena replied.

"Matter of factly, and the Red Duke," Fongo pressed on.

He could not fathom that she would show any sentimentality in this situation, potentially allowing the Red Duke to escape.

If she were to do so, it would reflect a considerable lack of intelligence.

He still needed to arrange for someone to eliminate the Red Duke.

At the mere mention of the Red Duke, a bloodthirsty aura emanated from Lorena, chilling the atmosphere of the hall.

After a moment's contemplation, she coldly stated, "He is dead.

" Oh, Fonha nodded.

It was for the best.

Otherwise, the cunning and treacherous nature of the Red Duke could pose a latent threat.

After a brief pause, Fawn how tentatively inquired.

Where did the Red Duke meet his end? Lorena raised an eyebrow, questioning, "What is your concern? The Blood Clan's influence on the human clan is considerable.

I shall arrange for someone to handle the matter.

" Funo offered a simple excuse.

It appeared that his suggestion for Lena to bring back the corpse, to craft the skeleton hero had not registered with her.

Perhaps she had entirely forgotten about it.

Lorena scoffed.

And after a moment of silence, she replied, "In a cave within the valley to the east of Bright Moon Heights.