The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse - Chapter 322 - Chapter 322: Chapter 267, Writing a Letter to Lilith

Chapter 322: Chapter 267, Writing a Letter to Lilith

The next morning dawned.

The whole incident had spread within the Association.

The merchant ship had established a prison cell, holding young girls from the island captive as food for fresh blood. This revelation instantly stirred everyone’s anger and hatred.

Even those who were not good people would not commit such vicious acts.

“Damn it, to think someone could do such a thing.”

“It must be vampires, those creatures never change their nature.”

“So many girls went missing on the island and it’s only discovered now, there must be an insider.”

“Once I find them, I’ll flay their skin off.”

The hall was filled with cursing voices, and some even shouted for the Association to name the culprits.

They wanted to seek revenge on those people.

…

In Deputy Steward Xi Ligui’s study.

Knock knock knock~!

The door was knocked upon, and the dwarf Olin walked in.

“Deputy Steward, you summoned me?” Olin appeared somewhat exhausted.

Xi Ligui sat behind the desk, donned in deep blue garments, sitting ramrod straight.

“Sit!” Xi Ligui instructed.

Olin sat down.

Xi Ligui, looking at the documents in her hand, spoke calmly, “The Steward asked me to verify the incident of the imprisoned girls. Tell me again what happened last night.”

“Oh, alright.”

Olin pondered for a moment and recounted everything that had happened the day before.

Including the clueless missing persons case to the eventual return with the ship.

It was consistent with the report submitted.

Xi Ligui listened closely, her expression unchanging, but her heart still held some shock.

That is to say, with no leads on the missing persons case, Team 3 sought the help of Deputy Steward Wu Heng.

Not only did he find the people directly,

He also forcefully boarded the ship and killed everyone on board.

Only a handful of individuals jumped ship and escaped.

When they pulled up a boat full of corpses at the harbor, it caused quite the stir among many people.

Now, with the dwarf’s detailed account,

Things were clearer, but some parts still seemed unbelievable.

A rank indeed influences a person’s combat abilities,

But it’s not as if one person can single-handedly take on so many.

If it wasn’t for the fact that Wu Heng had just been transferred from elsewhere, she would have suspected that this was all a staged play.

After all, Necromancers are capable of doing anything.

“Deputy Steward, do I need to report this matter to the Steward?” the dwarf asked.

“I will talk to the Steward,” Xi Ligui responded, looking at him, and continued, “Don’t worry. Using captive girls as blood food is enough for these people to deserve death eight times over. You have done a good deed; the Association won’t wrongfully condemn anyone.”

“Hmm, thank you, Deputy Steward.” The dwarf also fell silent before asking again, “Deputy Steward, I have one more question. Does that merchant ship count as war loot?”

Xi Ligui glanced at him, “I’ll consult with the Steward about that, and you will be notified in due time.”

“Oh!”

“Alright, you can go rest now. I’ll have someone send the girls back home,” she stated.

The dwarf stood up and bowed again.

And then he left the room.

…

Inside the study,

Wu Heng sat at the desk, yawning, as Andre Willow brought a cup of tea over.

She stood behind him, gently massaging his shoulders.

“Why didn’t you go back to sleep in your room? We would have fallen asleep in a bit,” Andre Willow whispered softly.

“Dawn is nearly upon us, so I didn’t want to disturb you all,” Wu Heng leaned back into the fox woman’s embrace.

Andre Willow smiled, gently wrapping her arms around him, her face full of tenderness.

The two remained this way for a moment.

Then Wu Heng said, “Go to the front desk and get some envelopes and paper.”

“Okay!” Andre Willow nodded and promptly headed out.

She returned shortly with a stack.

Wu Heng took them and sat thinking for a moment at the desk.

He spread out a piece of paper and began to write.

‘To Leader Lilith Ann Beshmte:

Deputy Steward Wu Heng of Gold and Silver Island. At Natalee Port, during the investigation into the disappearance of young girls, it has come to my knowledge that persons have been imprisoning girls of various races, holding blood banquets, an egregious situation that has sparked outrage and hatred amongst the island’s residents.

Among the attendees of the blood banquet, many were born of noble origins.

I speculate that the blood-drinking behavior is symptomatic of the effects of the Special Item ‘Blood Cup.’

This letter is to inform the leader of the intelligence and to request that leader arrange for personnel to oversee this matter, to prevent similar situations from happening elsewhere, damaging the nocturnal race’s reputation in the Association.

—— Deputy Steward of Gold and Silver Island: Wu Heng.’

Lilith Ann Beshmte is the leader of the Association’s ‘Secret Speaker’ faction.

Gossip and intelligence from various locations inevitably end up with her.

Previously, when obtaining the ‘Blood Cup,’ Slyther had given him a detailed briefing about this leader Lilith.

So, he truly remembered her name.

This incident was obviously an aftermath of the Blood Cup,

And still, the Secret Cultivation Hall members keep causing troubles for him.

After much consideration, he decided to write this letter.

Whether to avert other places from having people drinking blood, or to give trouble to the ‘Secret Cultivation Hall,’

Informing this leader Lilith wouldn’t be a mistake.

After finishing, he put the letter into the envelope and sealed it with the Deputy Steward’s seal wax.

He addressed the recipient and noted the destination.

“Wei’er, take this to the front desk,” he instructed.

“Yes, Master,” Andre Willow picked up the envelope and proceeded out.

Wu Heng stood to stretch his limbs.

Just as he decided to leave for home to sleep,

The door was knocked again.

“Come in!” he called out.

The door opened,

and the Dwarf Captain walked in.

“Deputy Steward Wu Heng!”

…

Seeing the dwarf, Wu Heng was also taken aback.

The other party had returned from the sea.

After entering, the dwarf went straight to the point, “Deputy Steward, I’ve brought all the goods you ordered. Just let me know when you’re free, and I’ll have them delivered to you.”

Before the dwarf set sail,

Wu Heng indeed had ordered a variety of goods.

At this time, Andre Willow also came back from outside.

The dwarf saluted, “Miss.”

Andre Willow nodded.

Wu Heng stood up and said, “Let’s go, Wei’er will accompany us.”

The dwarf willingly opened the door, respectful in demeanor.

Together, they walked outside.

Along the way, many staff members greeted them with smiles.

Wu Heng responded, while thinking in his mind that he should urge the construction team to speed up the renovation work.

The dormitory provided by the association was not bad, but every time he went out, he had to pass through the association hall.

It wasn’t as convenient as having his own place.

…

They boarded the dwarf’s ship eventually.

The dimly lit cabin was filled with all sorts of goods.

“These are the wooden bows you ordered, a total of 500 pieces.”

The covering tarp was lifted, revealing neatly arranged bows inside.

“Wei’er, check them.”

Andre Willow randomly took a few bows to inspect, fitted them with bowstrings, and shot arrows.

The arrows clinked as they hit a wooden target on the side.

“No problem,” Andre Willow said.

“Since I promised you, I wouldn’t sham you with ordinary goods,” the dwarf said with a smile all over his face.

“What about the price?”

“As agreed, 25 silver coins each,” the dwarf stated.

The price was the same as the last purchase from the elves, which indicated that the market had a certain price range.

Wu Heng didn’t waste any further words and directly took out the corresponding silver coins, laying them out on the cabin floor.

The dwarf and the sailors immediately showed their gratified smiles and started counting.

Once they confirmed that everything was correct,

Wu Heng collected all the wooden bows.

“Deputy Steward, do you need to purchase any other goods? We’re setting sail to ‘Natalee Port,’” the dwarf stepped forward and asked eagerly. “If there’s anything you need, we can directly procure it for you.”

“Not at the moment, I’ll contact you if I need anything.”

“Okay.”

Wu Heng left the cargo ship with Andre Willow.

On the way out, he glanced at the ship brought back last night, which had already been sealed off.

…

Returning to the association, there still wasn’t much to do in the afternoon.

Andre Willow went back to the office library, and Wu Heng returned living quarters.

At home, Mini sat next to the coffee table, practicing writing.

After such a long time, Mini had learned quickly, not just the language of this world, but also because there were illustrations and storybooks in the house,

her study of Chinese characters was also swift.

She could even translate some sentences.

Wu Heng felt that Mini had chosen the wrong profession; switching to an intelligence-based profession or deciphering archaeological documents might have offered her more opportunities.

“Ah! Master’s back,” Mini exclaimed excitedly and lunged forward to greet him.

Wu Heng caught her mid-air, swirled her around, and then gently placed her back down.

“Are you hungry?” Mini asked.

“Not yet, waiting for Wei’er,” Wu Heng produced a 2 cubic-foot Space Ring and handed it to her, “This is for you.”

Last time, Wu Heng distributed Space Rings to ‘Wen Mansha’ and ‘Andre Willow,’ but Mini did not receive one.

Having obtained another one now, he gave it to her directly.

Having a Space Ring would be more convenient for her.

Seeing the Space Ring, Mini exclaimed with delight, “Wow, I have one too, that’s great, thank you, Master!”

Then, she leaped up, hanging onto him, and gave him a kiss of her own.

Wu Heng wrapped his arms around her waist, savoring the deep kiss from the Little Rabbit.

After a long moment,

Mini still holding his face, stuck out her tongue and licked his lip.

“Do you know how to use it?” Wu Heng asked.

“Um, I’ve never used it before.”

“Try communicating with it using spiritual power.”

“Okay!” Mini focused and attempted to communicate, then grabbed a water cup by her side and directly put it into the Space Ring.

This world naturally grasped the usage of magical objects.

Just like children in the modern world, who could easily learn to use a smartphone.

“That’s great, I can store my shopping in it now,” Mini giggled happily.

Wu Heng stroked her head and ears, saying, “Alright, go play by yourself, I’m heading to the study.”

“Mhm, I’ll cook something delicious for Master tonight.”

Wu Heng smiled and nodded, then entered the study on the side.

He opened the boundary door and went to Zombie World.

…

Wu Heng emerged from the residential building.

The survivors he encountered greeted him with smiles.

He was about to call Li Yahong on the walkie-talkie when Qiangzi hurried over.

“Your Majesty!”

“Ah! What’s the matter?” Wu Heng saw him panicking.

“The Iron Wolf Rake is ready.”

“Where is it? Let me see!” Wu Heng said.

Qiangzi spoke into the walkie-talkie, and two men about the same size as Qiangzi came out from a nearby warehouse, carrying a black metallic object.

…