The latter respectfully accepted it, wielding it with a flourish that sliced through the air with a sharp sound.

"Very impressive, my lord," Blood Hunter replied.

"Then this weapon is yours," Fongha declared.

Blood Hunter immediately replaced his one-handed sword at his waist.

"Thank you, my lord.

Indeed, you deserve it.

" After bestowing the weapon upon Blood Hunter, Fongo continued to peruse the items.

Unholy magnet amulet orange category amulet ability 70 wound healing description.

The eternal knight crafts the unholy divine power into an amulet vowing to protect friends forever.

The amulet resembles more of a pendant featuring a simple black chain connected to a blood red crescent-shaped gemstone.

Aesthetically pleasing.

It also offers a soothing tactile sensation.

The most significant aspect, however, is the ability it confers, a 70 wound healing effect, though its efficacy remains uncertain.

He hung the necklace around his neck, placing the original mind necklace into storage.

Naturally, the properties of the mind necklace are commendable, facilitating the use of divine presence.

He plans to alternate between these two, wearing the amulet while out and dawning the mind necklace when invoking divine presence.

The subsequent bloodstones and battle coins were also directly stored away.

After examining the spoils, and Xiaoa returned with a chest in tow, Fong Hao glanced to the chest, which contained not only battle coins and gold coins, but also an array of silver and gold artifacts, gemstones, and various jewelry.

The Red Duke's Blood Clan originally hail from the nobility of humanity, and they hold a particular fondness for such opulent items, thus possessing a wealth of treasures.

Everything here appears exquisite.

Shall we take it all back? And Jara remarked, her gaze fixed on the ornate chandelier, brimming with anticipation.

It seems that Lorie did not accompany them.

Otherwise, upon consultation, they might have dismantled everything without hesitation.

Funhow contemplated briefly before shaking his head.

It was sufficient to seize the wealth, but it was best not to disturb anything else.

This place appeared to be where Rolana resided.

There's a significant likelihood that she would continue to inhabit it in the future.

If everything were to be emptied, the loyalty would inevitably decline, leading to complications.

Very well, Anna refrained from further comments.

There was an abundance of spoils gathered from within the territory.

The maid's chamber was adorned with chandeliers, and the warehouse was filled with numerous items that had no practical application.

Relocating them would serve little purpose.

Once Fong how had addressed all matters, he continued to instruct, "Demidica, Blood Hunter, yes, my lord," the two responded, "Blood Hunter, you shall remain here for several days to oversee the transportation of the spoils.

Domiga, you shall return with me.

" Fongo considered and then issued further directives.

The remains of the bats and blood, along with the furniture extracted from those Bloodkin castles, needed to be transported back.

This would require a considerable amount of time.

Moreover, Rolana's addition, aside from bolstering the territory's strength, instilled within Fong how a heightened sense of unease.

After all, with low loyalty and no constraints of a hero's contract.

It was uncertain whether she might act unpredictably and depart.

The presence of Ditiga would enhance their security.

Understood, my lord, they answered in unison.

Subsequently, Fongo continued to stroll through the blood fortress.

Once all matters were clarified, he returned to the territory accompanied by Ana and Domiga.

Their time at the Huiwa Heights was brief, predominantly consumed by travel.

Upon their return to the territory, it was already the afternoon of the following day.

After dining, Fongghao indulged in a relaxing soak in the hot springs before retiring to his room for rest.

He fell into a deep slumber that lasted until the break of dawn.

After freshening up, he stepped outside to inhale the crisp morning air, engaging in some light exercise, Fong Hao commenced a morning run around the territory.

The past few days have been so hectic that he had neglected his morning workouts, and he felt his stamina waning.

As he jogged along the wall of the Lord S estate, he noticed two rabbit maids bent over and peering intently through the crevices of the wall.

The skirts of their made uniforms draped gracefully, accentuating their curvaceous forms.

Curiosity peaked.

Fongghow halted behind them to discern what had captured their attention.

He overheard the slightly shorter maid whisper.

I wonder who would be so cruel as to construct a wall here.

Indeed, when I came by last night, I saw nothing at all, the taller maid remarked.

Chapter 309.

The master slayer.

Never mind.

I have the tools.

Let us excavate a hole here.

chuckled the dimminionive rabbit with a mischievous grin.

"Make one for me as well, but do not dig too large.

It must remain concealed," replied the other.

"Indeed, I understand," said Fong Ha, standing behind them, listening to the pair's laughter reminiscent of peeping toms.

As he observed them, starting to dig into the wall, Fong Ho cleared his throat.

"Cough, cough.

" The two, with their bottoms raised, froze abruptly.

"Did you hear the master's voice?" "Turn around and look," one of them suggested.

I dare not.

You look first, the other replied.

Then let us turn together, they said in unison, slowly turning to face Fong Ho, their faces flushing upon realizing he indeed stood behind them, their bodies snapping straight, tools hidden behind their backs.

Fong Ho recognized both rabbit maidens.

One, a petite figure of about 1 m 50 with a cherubic face and white floppy ears, was particularly memorable due to her exaggerated curves.

The other, tall and strikingly handsome, exuded a different charm.

What are you two doing here? Fongo inquired sternly.

Uh, oh, it's nothing.

Just taking a stroll.

The floppy-eared rabbit responded.

Yes, we are merely walking.

Master, the other echoed.

Fonggho sighed at their deception.

He gently tapped each of their heads, urging them to focus on elevating their levels rather than indulging in play.

Understood.

Master, they replied, hastily departing.

Once the two had left, Fongo resumed his morning exercises.

With a morning workout concluded, eat air prepared breakfast.

Knowing that Fongo had endured a taxing journey the night before today, smeal was notably lavish, featuring five dishes alongside some nourishing ingredients.

Suddenly, a notification chimed from the Lord's book, indicating a private message.

Upon opening it, he discovered a message from Deng Bin, who had previously exchanged equipment with him.

A band of robbers had besieged Dang Bin's territory, causing significant losses in manpower during several encounters to combat these marauders.

Deng bin had bartered for a batch of equipment from Fong.

How using flax as leverage.

Now two days had passed.

It seemed Deng Bin had triumphed.

Thank you for your generous support with the equipment.

The issue has been resolved.

We can continue our flag trade in the future, Deng Bin conveyed.

It appeared that vanquishing the robbers had greatly improved her spirits.