Chapter 269: Chapter 263, Federation Agreement l

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“Alright, I agree too.”

A voice chimed in, quickly followed by a chorus of agreements from the others present.

Those in agreement had already taken over half the room.

The people sitting here were all smart.

Once Cyril had voiced his plans, he’d already made all the necessary preparations.

There was no room for disagreement. Those who disagreed would probably not even make it out of this room alive.

“Mr. Fielding, do you have anything to add?” Cyril turned to the Blood Clan member, Fielding, beside him.

Fielding sat by the City Lord, the implications clear to everyone in the room.

In the future, Cyril would only hold the title of City Lord of Pruell City. Significant decisions would follow the will of the Blood Clan.

Under the candlelight, Fielding’s skin was terrifyingly pale.

With a slight smile, exposing his fangs, he said, “Distribute the Sacred Blood to everyone. This is a reward from the Duke to all of you. You will not become Blood Clan, but you can possess some of their power.”

A young man emerged from the backstage, holding a golden goblet filled with red liquid.

The appearance of the young man immediately drew everyone’s attention.

They recognized him; the gravely ill son of City Lord Cyril.

He was completely recovered now, generously distributing the liquid from his goblet to all present, with a smile on his face.

“The Sacred Blood gifted me the power to reincarnate. It feels excellent. You all should be grateful to my father, and to Mr. Fielding,” said the young man.

The people in the room nodded in agreement, even though the eerie undertone of the young man’s grin sent chills down their spines.

People held their goblets, the scent of blood brimming from them.

“What’s wrong, everyone? The City Lord has prepared a banquet for you all.” Fielding smiled, looking at the crowd.

This blood wouldn’t turn people into Blood Clan, but it was a perfect way to control them.

Once consumed, it would gradually transform them into pale-bloods, inciting severe addiction.

After drinking it, they would develop a dependency. This was why the Blood Clan never worried about pale-bloods running away or betraying them.

Urged on by Fielding, everyone drank the blood wine from their hands.

The blood-red liquid slid down their throats, inundating their bodies with agonizingly potent energy.

Drinkers covered their throats, issuing painful screams.

The cries of anguish continued for several minutes.

Eventually, people staggered back to their feet; the liquid that previously smelled strongly of blood now tasted sweet, with some even licking the residue from their goblets.

“Ha ha ha!” Fielding laughed uproariously.

What he saw before him was eerily similar to a past event.

On a similar night, the City Lord had gathered all the nobles in the city to drink this liquid.

He remembered how he had lost his voice for several days after the initial scream before gradually recovering.

However, these people had only transitioned into pale-bloods, they had not genuinely become Blood Clan.

“Mr. Fielding, what’s next?” Cyril asked calmly.

“We should celebrate the eternal life that all of you will soon have,” Fielding responded.

“Alright, let’s go, everyone. The banquet is ready,” Cyril stood and headed towards the dining room.

The rest of the people, having lost their initial fear, felt empowered and satisfied.

They followed Cyril towards the dining room.

Simultaneously, a skeletal bird fluttered its wings on a narrow vertical window, quietly departing.

In a secret forest outside Pruell City.

Fang Hao had deactivated his God’s Presence mode and sat up.

After stepping out of his tent, he found an undead army fully equipped and ready for battle.

They had been stationed there for over an hour, waiting for Fang Hao to awaken and give orders.

“Sir, Lorrey has returned with a large bundle of things.” Demitrija had been guarding the tent the whole time.

Fang Hao had sent Lorrey to investigate the City Lord, which was essentially giving her a task.

He had the power to raze Pruell City, whether they had evidence or not was no longer important.

As long as he was sure that Cyril posed a threat to him, he had the power to eliminate him.

“Where is she?”

“Over there.” Demitrija pointed.

Fang Hao nodded and headed in the direction of Lorrey, with Demitrija following closely behind, providing close protection.

From a distance, he saw Lorrey and Anjia browsing through something.

In front of them, a ridiculously large bundle.

“There’s nothing valuable here,” Anjia commented.

“What are you talking about? This isn’t worth anything?” Lorrey retorted.

“How much can this be worth? Have you seen anything of real value?” “You’re just too demanding.”

Fang Hao walked up to them and asked, “Lorrey, did you find anything?”

“Ah!” Lorrey exclaimed, as if shocked. All her fur stood up; only when she realized it was Fang Hao did she slap her chest in relief.

Truth be told, with the undead army all around, she was understandably nervous.

“Yes.” Lorrey dumped everything from the bundle to the ground with a clatter. “I went to the City Lord’s study and bedroom and brought everything back.” Fang Hao surveyed the scattered items.

For a moment, he thought that she had emptied Cyril’s home.

He picked out a few items from the assortment.

There was nothing related to the Blood Clan, but a file caught Fang Hao’s attention.

[Hundred Cities Federation Agreement].

The topic of the human federation was not new to Fang Hao, and he was quite curious.

Opening the file, he began reading intently.

After a thorough reading, he gained some understanding of the federal system of the humans.

The humans’ city-states are established by means of contract.

According to these contracts, city-states in a region would form a powerful alliance to jointly resist the harm of foreign races to humans.

It was this federal structure that gave humans some say here.

Those who agree to become members of the federation sign this contract, proving their identity and agreeing to the laws set by the federation.

Reading the line stating that the federal system won’t intervene in changing City Lords, Fang Hao smiled.

This meant that once Fang Hao seized the city, as long as he elected a City Lord according to the federation’s regulations, the federation wouldn’t interfere with Pruell City’s affairs.

That was good news, saving him a lot of potential trouble later on.

“How was it? Was it helpful?” Lorrey, crouching on one side, asked hopefully. “Pretty good,” Fang Hao replied.

“My house…”

“You can build one.”

“Yay… Thank you.” Lorrey cheered.

[Lorrey’s loyalty to you increases by 5 points, current loyalty is 75.]

Lorrey’s loyalty rose by 5 points, a significant increase.

Fang Hao gave a faint smile, then stood up and said to Demitrija and Anjia, “Get ready. Tonight, we will capture Pruell City.”

Their eyes lit up instantly.

Fang Hao was finally taking action on Pruell City.