ushernet Chapter 367: 381: The Last Report
Chapter 367: 381: The Last Report
Chapter 367: Chapter 381: The Last Report
“Lady Tijana, what’s troubling you?”
Letisha cautiously spoke up. Before her, the Succubus Lord had been staring at a piece of parchment for a good ten minutes. The parchment was covered in Dwarven script that looked as though it had been carved out with a chisel, a production statistics report submitted by the Craftsmen Committee from the past week.
Given the sizeable Dwarf population in Twin Bridges Town and their importance to this neutral city, many of the Succubus Maids who served Tijana had mastered this language. Before handing it over to the mistress of Twin Bridges Town, Letisha had already read the report, which she thought contained nothing out of the ordinary—at least, that’s what she believed.
“Oh,” Tijana let out a sound clearly emerging from a trance, “Hmm...tell those bearded old men that their output needs to be increased by at least half next week.”
“That’s way too much!” Letisha exclaimed, already imagining the chief craftsman, a grumpy, golden-bearded old Dwarf, spitting at her feet in response.
“Tell them that the extra will be stored in their own armory, and I am footing the bill. The Dwarves will, of course, complain loudly, as they always do, but they will get the job done in the end.” Tijana said while writing the command on the parchment, “We also need to find more ores, post bounties, and have mercenaries clear those tunnels. I want at least ten silver-ranked mercenary teams to be on their way by tomorrow morning ...”
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Letisha quickly bowed her head to note down Tijana’s orders, fearing she would miss even half a word, somewhat regretting awakening her temperamental Succubus Lord from her reverie.
But Tijana fell silent again. When Letisha looked up, she saw the lord of Twin Bridges Town staring at the corner of the desk where a beautiful diamond necklace lay.
“Thinking about him again?” the Succubus Maid chimed in again, her voice carrying a hint of amusement, clearly not the tone of a subordinate making a report to a superior, “How long has he been gone?”
“Forty-two days,” Tijana answered subconsciously, her face revealing an uncertainty she would never show in front of others, “Should I not have sent them to Androlina? Could he use the portal there to leave and never come back?”
“You might be feeling good, but I’m exhausted...” Letisha lazily turned over and found a more comfortable position in the pile of velvet, “Seriously, my Lady Tijana, you should find a man soon. Besides their soft tongues, they have better things. Once you truly experience the pleasure of being a Succubus, you won’t torment us poor maids anymore...”
“Shut up!” Tijana threw a piece of velvet at the bold maid’s head, who just made a muffled grunt in response, apparently having fallen asleep. Tijana didn’t blame her maid, as a Succubus, she was not easily satisfied, and Letisha at least worked very hard.
The Succubus Lord left the warm bedroom. There was still some time before dawn, and the air in the castle corridor was cold; Tijana felt a chill. Her expression gradually turned serious, and the sense of unease didn’t fade with physical fulfillment; it grew stronger instead.
The Succubus Lord was certain the problem wasn’t with her, but she still wanted to find an answer. She walked through the corridor, descended the spiral staircase, and came to another room. Two huge stone golems recognized their master and rolled aside with a thundering noise. Tijana passed through them and felt relieved to have these two absolutely loyal guardians at the door.
This room had been specially arranged. In the air, flashes of magic aura appeared out of nowhere, then vanished quickly. Here, the Magic Net overlapped with the objective world in a tighter fashion, greatly enhancing the effectiveness of Prophecy, Transformation, and Cursed System Spells, while also decreasing the difficulty of casting.
On a shelf in the corner of the room were all kinds of spellcasting materials: ground gemstone powders, various dried limbs and feathers from animals, different types of metal foils, etc., enough to make the most powerful Mages of the material plane smile.
The Succubus Lord took down a pure silver mirror from the shelf with her bare hands, not feeling any pain from touching the silver as ordinary Demons would. She tilted her head and thought for a moment, then casually waved her hand. Instantly a block of stone in the corner began to melt and wriggle, eventually transforming into a shape resembling a bathtub.
Tijana placed the mirror at the bottom of the newly formed ‘bathtub’, then waved her hand again, creating a stream of water in the air that quickly filled the bathtub.
These were simple tricks, just a preparation for the spell she was about to release. The Succubus started to chant a complex spell, her hands continuously tracing mysterious gestures in the air. It took a full ten minutes before the spell was finally complete.
“So what exactly has caused such a delay?”
Tijana muttered to herself as the water in the bathtub turned into a thick mist. She took a deep breath and buried her beautiful head into it.