Chapter 894: Chapter 573, Border Warfare_2
Each type was 50 units, not a large quantity.
The only thing was that the Tears of The Ocean needed to be transferred from the territory of the Sea Tribe, but there was a teleportation array, so the speed was quite fast.
“Alright, I’ll pay first, and we will co back to pick it up later,” Fang Hao pushed the Warfire Card over.
The clerk nodded, “Yes, sir.”
After leaving the shop, Fang Hao was in a good mood.
The Lizardn queen asked, “Would you like to sit in my shop?”
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Fang Hao shook his head, “No thanks, I still have to take a look at the Undead shop. Would Your Majesty care to join ?”
The Lizardn queen also shook her head, “It’s not appropriate for to go to the Undead’s shop. Wait for your return at my shop. You will also need an invitation card to pick up the goods.”
“Thank you, Your Majesty.”
The group split up and left in different directions.
…
The morning passed, and the three of them relaxed a bit.
Although still disguised, they were not as tense as at the beginning.
It seed that no species was idle enough to pay attention to their movents.
Only when passing by the previous auction house could one see the terrible ruins that had been sealed off.
Reconstruction, it seed, would indeed take so effort.
Arriving at the Undead shop, they did not encounter the Undead hero from last ti.
They searched the shop for a technician’s blueprint or White Bone but still found nothing.
They browsed through nearby shops as well.
Feeling it was about ti, they finally went to the Lizardn’s shop, got the invitation card, and headed to Coral Cottage.
Inside the shop.
“Sir, all the goods are here,” the female clerk said with even more respect.
Packaged gift boxes filled the open space.
Fang Hao inspected them and then collected all of the items.
The clerk continued, “Sir, if you need anything else, feel free to co back to our shop.”
Fang Hao paused his departure, turned back, and asked, “Seafood, the kind that can be served in a restaurant, do you sell it in bulk?”
The clerk nodded, “You can order that as well, sir.”
“Does it require influence?”
“Food does not require influence, sir.”
“Good, how do I contact you? Perhaps we could cooperate more in the future.”
The clerk’s smile brightened, seemingly more pleased about making the transaction than Fang Hao was.
She imdiately said, “Sir, this is our shop’s information. Just give it to the rchant in the shop when the ti cos.”
With that, she handed over a seashell.
It was the sa kind of seashell as the one received from the Trade Alliance the last ti.
Fang Hao took it, “Okay, I’ve got it.”
“Goodbye, sir.”
After leaving the shop, he returned the invitation card to the Lizardn queen.
The three didn’t delay any further and went straight to the teleportation curtain to return to their territory.
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Elsewhere.
On the eastern border of the Federation of Hundred Cities.
Sante Fort.
Dense, disorderly footsteps, the sound of armor colliding, and the noise of cannon gears grinding echoed in every corner of the camp.
In the center of the military formation, inside a newly constructed stone building, the room was already full.
At the lead was Nidam, the leader of the Hall of Justice.
And below him, dozens of people had already gathered.
Apart from the three powers of the Hall of Justice, the Church, and the Mage Association, there were also leaders of reinforcents sent from different cities.
“From the intelligence and the situation at hand, it’s clear that negotiations won’t solve this issue. Only war can shatter Odys’s illusions,” Nidam said with a solemn voice.
The Undead’s movents were becoming more and more pronounced, and the Federation had given up on resolving the issue through negotiations.
Only a war could make those skeletal creatures realize their mistake.
Both sides were in a highly tense state.
Any slight move from either side could trigger the outbreak of a large-scale war.
“Odys has been preparing for many years. They must have so confidence since they have taken action,” a Mage spoke up, continuing, “We need reinforcents.”
In the past, when facing the Undead, humans could always find allies.
After all, a powerful Undead force was not good news for any species.
But this year was a bit special. The Dwarves just finished resisting the Undead and suffered heavy casualties.
It was said that two orange generals had perished at the hands of the Undead.
Furthermore, they had to bring back ‘Bellerga’, who had previously been driven out, to resu his role as King.
So, Eight Peaks Mountain had no forces to spare for the humans; they could only supply and sell a large number of cannons.
To enhance the humans’ combat power.
Later, Silver Wing City contacted the Orc Tribe, hoping to attack the Great Cetery of Odys from both sides with the Orcs.
But the news they received was still surprising.
Tasgo City had changed hands.
The new master was the Tauren Tribe from a small city previously, with the leader nad Bronze Bull.
Moreover, they had just finished a civil war and said their greatest capacity was to station troops at the border to give the impression of an impending attack on the Great Cetery.
They lacked the strength to provide manpower support.
Humanity was baffled.
How could there be trouble everywhere, leaving no allies?
So, for now, it looked like humanity had to rely on itself.
Nidam was aware of all this, but he couldn’t voice it outright.
He could only vaguely say, “As for reinforcents, Silver Wing City is working hard. Let’s discuss the current issues instead.”
He looked around the room and continued to ask, “Church, Mage Association, how’s the personnel situation?”
An old man in Church attire gently said, “We have six bishops, five thousand Templar knights, twenty-six thousand Templar warriors and pilgrims combined, and forty-five thousand clergy already integrated into the military.”
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