Fonhao nodded, recognizing that this arrangement posed no issues.

One last point, speak.

Relanna stated flatly.

Since only vampires exhibit a dependency on blood, you cannot indiscriminately cultivate bloodkin.

At the very least, we must confer beforehand.

Agreed.

Well, I have agreed to this matter and will promptly arrange for the population to be relocated to the moonlet heights.

After much deliberation, Fong Ho finally acquiesced.

The Moonlit Heights boast a vast expanse with ready-made villages and castles.

When the population is moved, the existing structures can be immediately utilized.

Lorena rose and offered a slight bow, expressing her gratitude to the Lord.

Lurena and Tobias's loyalty towards you has increased by one point.

Current loyalty 26.

Though her loyalty has risen, it is merely by increments of one, making one wonder when it will sufficiently elevate.

A loyalty score of 26 remains precarious.

In response to Lanna's bow, Fonggho maintained a stoic demeanor, though internally he felt a sense of relief.

This madwoman is akin to a lunatic, oscillating between good and bad moods.

Lorena, since you intend to return to the blood castle, please inform me of any necessities you may have so I can make the necessary arrangements," Fong Ha said, leaning back into a more comfortable posture.

He also contemplated resolving her issues swiftly to expedite her departure from his domain.

"Oh, Lorena's gaze flickered, lingering on the maid.

You're several times before she spoke softly.

The blood castle lacks for little, but I find myself in need of some everyday clothing.

Fonggho instantly grasped her implication.

No wonder her eyes had strayed towards the maid.

"Very well, you're prepare some change of clothes for Lorena and ensure to have several sets of your styles ready.

" He instructed, "Understood.

Master," you're replied before heading directly to the storeroom for garments.

Shortly thereafter, you're returned accompanied by two other maids who were cradling neatly folded clothes.

Miss Lorena, these are the garments prepared for you, including both everyday wear and change of clothes.

Your place the attire on the side table beside Lorena.

Thank you very much, Lorena replied with a smile.

It was evident that Loranna treated Yur with far more kindness than she did Fong Hao.

Having organized the clothing, Lorena had no intention of lingering further, especially as she noticed Fongo stifling several yawns.

She stood and remarked, "I shall take my leave now.

" Upon hearing this, Fong Hao immediately rose to see her off, saying, "Take care on your journey.

If there is anything, how the blood hunters send word.

No need for you to travel back and forth.

" Lorena shot him a glance before stepping outside the lord's estate, unfurling her vast bat-like wings and soaring into the sky.

A skeletal dragon circled overhead, and soon Luranna departed swiftly.

With her exit, Fonhao felt a weight lift from his heart.

At last, this mad woman was gone.

After several heroes took their leave, Fonghow retained the hero giant wall and briefly explained the location of the red dukeest demise.

He instructed him to lead a contingent to search for the body.

If found, they should bring it back.

If not, it would be of no consequence.

Jiwal agreed, summoned skeletal soldiers, and rode off into the night a top a skeletal dragon towards the valley where the red duke had met his end.

After imparting all that needed to be said, Fongo returned to his chamber to rest.

The following morning, as dawn broke, a gentle knock graced the door.

Soon after, the voice of Eir resonated.

Master, Miss Hilda has returned, accompanied by a captive.

At this moment, Fongghao opened his eyes, staring vacantly at the ceiling, his mind still shrouded in slumber.

It took a while for him to comprehend Eair's words.

Hilda was none other than a little ghost.

It appeared that she had returned with the scoundrel, "Lie go.

" He turned over, sat up, dawned his attire, and exited the room.

Stood at the doorway, having not received a response for quite some time.

Just as she was about to enter, Fong House stepped out.

Where is the little ghost? He inquired.

She has already been taken to the blood prison.

Eier replied.

Very well.

I shall go see her.

After a brief wash, he departed from the Lord<unk>'s manor, heading straight for the blood prison.

The blood prison lay in dimness, exuding a chilling atmosphere.

In the first chamber of the prison, a robust man was suspended by iron shackles.

His face bore grotesque scars, unmistakably marking him as ligo, the very person he sought.

My lord, the little ghost greeted with a bow.

Yes, little ghost, you have worked hard, Fungha responded.

Hearing the voice, the suspended lie go gradually opened his eyes.

Chapter 329.

The spy planned the conversation between the two stirred the unconscious lie go from his stuper.

Gradually, he began to discern the figures before him.

He recognized the woman who had attacked him as well as the dark-haired man beside her.

Upon clearly seeing the man's visage, his pupils dilated in shock, and he became instantly alert.

This man had captured his attention before in the tavern, accompanied by an orc girl.

With his ebony hair and dark eyes, he had immediately stood out.

Noticing that the man was gazing at him, Ligo quickly closed his eyes again, figning unconsciousness.

"Is he still alive?" Funghow inquired, glancing at Ligo's condition.

Indeed, he is alive, Shiau replied while conversing.

Both were aware of Ligo's eyelids fluttering intermittently.

"He has awakened early, merely pretending to be unconscious.

" Fong Hao turned and summoned two skeletal warriors from outside the blood prison.

"Let them use the whips from within the blood prison.

"It's time to rouse him," Funhao commanded.

The skeletal warriors advanced, swinging their stiff arms to lash the whip against Lio's body.

Crack! Crack! The sharp sound of the whip echoed, and before the third strike could land, Ligo let out a pain scream.

Upon opening his eyes, he was met with the sight of two stark white skeletons before him.

His pupils widened in disbelief, and he even forgot to cry out as the whip struck him.

After the initial shock wore off, a wave of pain enveloped him, prompting Ligo to beg for mercy.

Please don't hit me anymore.

Just tell me what you want.

The skeletal warriors showed no signs of stopping, relentlessly lashing out with the whip, leaving behind crimson streaks on Ligo skin.

Funhao, sensing it was sufficient, instructed the skeletal warriors to cease their actions.

The two skeletons stood rigidly to the side.

Fungho seated himself opposite Ligo, massaging his forehead.

Ligo, speak.

You might find relief in doing so.

Ligo, covered in blood stains and with his head hung low, asked, "What should I say? If I have offended you in any way, I apologize and am willing to make amends.

Kidnapping was Liego's trade.

" And he understood that stubbornness would only lead to his own detriment.