Below the city appeared dimminionive, resembling a matchbox with bustling inhabitants akin to ants scurrying about.

Soon, the bone dragon approached the estate of the Firewolf mercenary corps.

The city's outline becoming discernable along with clusters of moving figures.

As it drew nearer, Fongghao realized something was a miss with the estate.

This was no mere estate.

It was evidently a level three city constructed by a lord.

The central area housed the lord's residence alongside civilian dwellings, barracks, and a secondary city wall.

Could this firewolf mercenary corps be established by traversers? Yet Fong Ho quickly dismissed this notion.

He observed several individuals in the open space before the Lord residents skinning and butchering a beast.

Had the Lord still been alive and free, such barbaric methods of slaughter would not be employed.

It seemed this mercenary group had occupied this place long ago, transforming it into their stronghold.

As for the fate of the Lord, it was easy to speculate.

Hopefully, he had fled rather than fallen into the hands of these mercenaries.

Preparing the dragon's breath, Fongghao aimed to swiftly conclude the battle, the bone dragon let out a roar, retracting its wings and diving straight down through the clouds.

100 bone dragons swiftly approached the city below.

As they soared above the city, their wings unfurled once more, unleashing beams of black energy that swept toward the crowd below.

With no heroes among them, the outcome of this battle was certain.

The bone dragons circled above the territory while a colossal skeletal troll leapt from its back to commence the finishing touches.

Enough.

Do not kill the remaining ones.

Bind them all, Fongghao commanded.

I need to return a few individuals to the Lord.

If they are all slain, I will have no way to prove to Sirill that I eliminated the Firewolf mercenary corps.

Six members of the mercenary group remained.

Among them was the leader, a six-tier warrior whose level was quite respectable.

"My lord, did the Firewolf mercenary corps offend you in any way?" "We can discuss matters amicably," pleaded the leader, kneeling on the ground, sensing the ominous turn of events.

"What happened to the original owner of this city?" Fungho inquired.

"After all, they had traversed together.

If he had been captured, rescuing him would be worthwhile.

" The mercenary leader's eyes darted, and he quickly replied, "You must be mistaken.

This is our mercenary core stronghold.

Is there someone you seek? Seeing the leader's response indicated that the lord was no longer in the hands of the firewolf mercenary corps.

Whether he had escaped or been killed was now irrelevant.

There was little more fong How could do.

Without further words, he addressed the skeletal trolls.

Keep a close watch on them.

Should anyone attempt to flee, eliminate them.

The skeletal giant stepped forward, encircling the six individuals.

its gaze fixed intently on the foreign kneeling on the ground.

Here concluded this encounter as Fongghow directly entered the lord's manner of the city.

The Firewolf mercenary corps was indeed rather affluent, boasting a chest brimming with gold coins, silk fabrics, silverware, and numerous treasures.

The hall was significantly greater than that from the bandit camp they had cleared a few days prior.

Uh, this resembles the sword you purchased last time, exclaimed Injia suddenly, producing a silver white long sword without examining its attributes.

The material and design alone evoked memories of the sword of exoneration Fong How had acquired 2 days earlier.

Let me see, Fong Ho said, taking the long sword from her.

Exoneration long sword, purple type long sword damage level three.

description.

A long sword that has slain its master.

It is said that anyone who possesses this sword will tread the path of death and torment.

Well, this is quite an unexpected find, Fongha mused, realizing he had indeed stumbled upon a variant of the sword of exoneration.

Is that so? And Jia inquired with curiosity.

Indeed, we should thoroughly search this place.

These fellows are wealthy, she remarked, embarking on her treasure hunting endeavor.

She rummaged through every corner, lifting carpets in search of valuable items.

Various treasures were gathered in the courtyard.

In a room on the second floor, they discovered a silver treasure chest, perhaps due to the small number of adversaries or other factors.

This chest was only of silver grade.

Let's open it.

Acquired blueprint for white steel scale armor, heart of the hero.

X2 soul crystals X5 Warfire coins X21.

White steel scale armor, blue, three cast iron blocks, two white steel ingots, five white steel plates, five thick tough leathers.

Description: A series of plates interconnected, resembling scales providing protection for the body.

Quite decent with blue quality.

It meets the standard for tier 3 defense.

It can also replace the plate armor I have been wearing.

Continuing to inspect the next item, he found heart of the hero category, heroic item description, a certification for the advancement of military units into heroes.

It could be used at the merit trial grounds for hero assessments.

The territory now boasted a merit trial ground capable of conducting trials for 10th tier units and heroes.

The heart of the hero was essential for the advancement trials of military units into heroes.

Naturally, these were also available in the merchant guild shop, albeit at a steep price.

After collecting all the items, Fong House stepped outside.

The open space was now filled with their gathered treasures, furniture, pelts, and an assortment of gold coins, fabrics, silks, and jewelry.

All right, let's take these individuals and prepare to return.

The bone dragon deposited the cumbersome furniture and pelts near a village.

Then with the remaining valuable items ascended into the clouds to begin their journey back as dusk approached in a lord's manner of pearl city.

Lord Sirill gazed imp passively at the six lifeless bodies strewn upon the ground.

How they all perish.

The marks of restraint upon their bodies unmistakably indicate that these individuals have surrendered.

However, on route Fong delivered not the living but rather lifeless corpses.

The spectacle of six living individuals publicly denounced and hanged at the gallows would possess far greater persuasive power than mere cadaavvers.

Initially intending to bring them alive, they resorted to carrying back the dead.

For upon nearing the city, the captives vehemently cried out accusations against the Lord, claiming that their sun-s injuries were not their concern, fearing the potential tarnishing of his reputation.

Reluctantly, Fong Ha acquiesced to the situation.

These six men had witnessed their own spectral army.

To avert complications, it was only natural that they would not be allowed to fall alive in his serless hands.

The justification was one he had long concocted, woven from the tail of the lady of the house.

Ah, summon someone to prepare a carriage for them and have the white steel ingots from the armory transported out, Sirill commanded.

Instantly, a soldier responded, "Sir, madam, please follow me.

" "Farewell, my lord.

" Fonhow smiled as he followed the soldier outside.

Chapter 197.

The lament of Hilda before the armory.

The colossal lizard lay upon the ground.

While ingots of white steel were being loaded onto the transport saddle under Fong How's watchful gaze.

Fortunately, due to the immense size of the lizard, the considerable number of white steel ingots would not necessitate two wagons for their return to his dominion.

White steel ingots 1,510 units.

The figure of 1500 mentioned by Sirill seemed to be an approximation.

The total on the wagon amounted to 1510 pieces.

Mr.

Fong Hao, this is your reward.