Upon hearing the time frame of 3 days, Talic scrutinized him further.
3,000 war axes completed in 3 days.
How many blacksmiths do you have at your disposal? Are you certain you can deliver in 3 days? Absolutely, Fong Hao replied with confidence.
Very well, Talic instructed someone to bring forth the blueprints which were handed over to Fong Hao.
War axe greenwood 3 iron 12 leather 2.
It is still a green tier equipment and appears quite impressive.
Moreover, to accommodate the robust stature of the Taurin, the iron consumption is several times that of standard iron tools.
I shall take my leave for now.
Once the weapons are ready, deliver them directly to me.
Fonggho stated, "Indeed, do not forget the time frame.
" As Fonghao exited the chieftain's hall, Eer remained seated in the cart, patiently awaiting his return.
"Mast," "Yes, no one is pill for our funds, I hope," Funha casually inquired as he climbed onto the cart.
"No, not at all.
Good, then let us be off," he said, steering the cart toward the outskirts of the city.
Chapter 39.
The orcs plunder Fong Hao and Eair drove their card out of the Mana market to avert unnecessary panic among the orcs and avoid complications.
They aimed to reach the campsite of the skeletal army, which was a 20-minute journey from the market.
Their objective was to rendevu with the skeletal forces.
Throughout the journey, the heir kept her head lowered, exuding an air of caution.
How did you become a slave? Fungho inquired casually.
The territory lacked vibrancy, and he had grown weary of the monotonous days spent in the company of mere skeletal minions.
This was also why he had agreed to purchase Yair.
Who could resist the allure of a captivating rabbit girl? The village was attacked, and the few survivors scattered.
"I was captured and became a slave," Ire replied softly.
The orc tribes valued strength above all, with every rule dictated by power.
Races as frail as the rabbit folk seldom found strong tribes willing to accept them as vassels.
Once a village fell, those who remained would be hunted down for their worth and branded as slaves.
Slave masters would train their captives to ensure obedience, thus facilitating the sale of goods.
Do you have any relatives or family? Fongo continued his inquiry.
Er shook her head, indicating that she had lost her kin.
The rabbit folk being weak were ills suited to the brutal lifestyle of the orcs.
Coincidentally, I am alone as well.
It's nothing to dwell upon.
One must look forward.
Fong remarked softly as he urged the card onward.
At this moment, the air lifted her gaze, casting a curious glance at Fong Hao, only to quickly lower her head again.
A notification from the system suddenly appeared.
Loyalty of rabbit folk eer has increased by five points.
Current loyalty 75.
Loyalty indeed.
Upon his arrival in this world, the system had mentioned loyalty.
A low loyalty rating among farmers or troops could result in apathy or defection.
Having predominantly interacted with the intellectually limited skeletons, he had nearly forgotten this detail.
However, he had said nothing particularly compelling.
How had her loyalty increased? He promptly checked EIR attributes.
E air tier one faction orc race traits living being agility vigilance skills crescent kick chef inherent abilities basic combat mastery basic swordsmanship living being this unit can be healed and is influenced by morale and emotional states Immune to necroantic abilities and similar effects.
Agility possessing extraordinary speed capable of executing complex maneuvers.
Vigilance.
The rabbit folk are naturally alert, able to sense impending danger.
Chef, familiar with culinary recipes, possessing the ability for culinary innovation, which can enhance the morale of living beings.
Crescent kick spins in midair, striking with a foot shaped like a crescent moon, delivering damage to foes.
The rabbit folk differ from other beastmen in that they do not adhere to the principle of strike first, think later, but rather excel in contemplation.
While only at the first tier, Fonhao had not expected her to engage in combat.
The carriage continued its advance, drawing ever nearer to the skeleton encampment.
Just beyond the next valley lay the position of the skeletal troops.
Given the unsaavory reputation of the undead, they had chosen a relatively concealed location for their camp.
At that moment, Heir's pristine rabbit ears twitched slightly.
In an instant, she lifted her head, her expression one of alarm as she gazed her left.
What is it? Fongghao noted sudden movement.
Master, a crowd is approaching rapidly.
Heir said in a state of urgency.
What? Fong Hao was taken aback for he had heard nothing.
Peering to the left, the dense forest obstructed his view, concealing any signs of life.
However, he understood that air with her character would not just at such a time.
In his own talent for vigilance further indicated that there was indeed someone approaching.
Keep an eye on me.
Fong how declared immediately invoking divine descent.
Yeah.
Perplexed by his words, watched as Fongo suddenly collapsed.
She caught him and took the reigns of the carriage, guiding it onward in the valley where the skeletons camped.
A skeletal giant bat was engulfed in an eerie blue flame.
Divine descent target.
Skeletal giant bat.
Compatibility 45.
The next moment, Fong House sees control of the bat, soaring into the sky.
From his elevated vantage point, he beheld air driving the carriage, drawing closer while behind the thicket to the left.
A group of over 20 beastmen approached with haste, clearly targeting his carriage.
Greed is indeed a death warrant, Fong Halo murmured.
These beastmen were evidently coveting the wealth he had acquired, and having refrained from action in the mana market, they intended to ambush him on the road.
After all, this convoy consisted solely of Fong Hao and heir.
They appear to be easy prey.
Having assessed the situation, Fongo descended and began commanding the skeletal army to prepare for deployment.
The five connected carriages significantly impeded their speed, and the silhouettes of the beastmen had emerged from the left forest, rushing towards the direction of the carriage.
Fongghao exited Divine Descent, steering the carriage off the main road, veering to the right and plunging into the valley.
However, the oncoming beastmen had already blocked Fong Ha's path surrounding the convoy.
Observing the horde of beastmen without a hint of trepidation.
Fong Hao calmly stated, "The regulations of the mana market prohibit any faction from engaging in plunder.
Do you intend to violate these rules?" Huh? As long as we eliminate you, who will know it was us? One beastman scoffed, his gaze fixated on the boxes at top the carriage.
At this juncture, the beastmen had effectively encircled Fong house convoy.
They all understood that within this dilapidated wooden chest lay the spoils of war.
To seize it would constitute an immense fortune.
How could they not be tempted? So, is there nothing left to discuss? Fungho, undeterred, posed the question softly.
Huh? An amusing human.
Do you truly believe you can survive? The orcs erupted into boisterous laughter.
We shall flay your skin, reduce you to mere morsels, and brew a pot of soup to feast upon.
You shall leave no corpse behind.
Who will know how you met your end?" The orcs jered as if toying with their prey.
"Remember, discard his brain.
He's a fool, and consuming it may very well impair our own intellect.
" Another orc bellowed.