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The Sky Vault, a purple sand table artifact, could enshroud a certain area of territory with perpetual mist.

The mist that had engulfed Crescent Heights, the Blood Clan’s territory, was the effect of the Sky Vault.

Seeing its effect first-hand, Fang Hao had directly taken it. He didn’t expect Rolana to ask for it.

“I do have it. With the commotion at the Blood Castle, I just decided to take it,” said Fang Hao. After speaking, he took out the Sky Vault from his storage space and tossed it to Rolana.

The Sky Vault was indeed a rare treasure.

But after taking it back to his place, Fang Hao hadn’t found a use for it, so it had been sitting around like a collector’s item.

Even if he acquired an intricate sand table in the future, it wasn’t certain he would utilize the box to shroud the city in perpetual darkness using the mist.

At the very least, he wasn’t fond of living in darkness for years at a time. Rolana could make better use of it.

Rolana caught the box and directly pocketed it without saying much.

Her expression was still cold.

“Have you taken care of your business?” Fang Hao asked curiously.

At the same time, he glanced outside. He didn’t see the Red Duke’s corpse with her.

“It’s taken care of,” said Rolana matter-of-factly.

“Sowhat about the Red Duke?” Fang Hao continued.

She wouldn’t still feel sentimental about him and let him go, right?

If she could let him go after all this, that would mean her intelligence was simply lacking.

He’d have to arrange for someone to kill the Red Duke.

At the mention of the Red Duke, a murderous crimson aura instantly spread from Rolana, causing the temperature in the room to drop dramatically.

After hesitating, she replied coldly: “Dead.”

“Oh,” Fang Hao nodded. He certainly preferred the Red Duke was dead. Otherwise, given the Duke’s cunning nature, he could become a problem.

Thinking about it, Fang Hao asked in a probing manner, “Where did the Red Duke die?”

Rolana raised her eyebrows, “Does it matter?”

“Considering the Blood Clan’s impact on the Human Clan, I’ll arrange for someone to handle it,” Fang Hao made up a quick excuse.

Rolana seemed to have forgotten his order to bring back the Red Duke’s corpse to create a Skeleton Hero.

Or, perhaps, she hadn’t even taken it to heart to begin with.

“Hmm,” Rolana snorted in response. After a moment’s silence, she said, “He is in a cave located in a valley on the east side of Crescent Heights. He’s deader than dead; that much you can be sure of.”

“Do you know the valley’s name?” Fang Hao continued to ask.

“No.”

“How far away?”

Rolana’s brows subtly furrowed, “Not far, about a kilometer away.”

“Oh,” Fang Hao stroked his chin, keeping these details in mind.

Once Rolana left, he would send someone to check the valley on the eastern side, to see if they could find the Red Duke’s corpse.

This, after all, was an Orange Hero.

Once turned into a Skeleton Hero, the overall strength of his territory would increase substantially.

He hoped that Rolana hadn’t destroyed the Red Duke completely.

Fang Hao gave a noncommittal reply and the room fell quiet again.

Rolana still sat there, showing no signs of leaving.

“Ahem! Rolana, have you eaten yet? You could have something here if you want,” Fang Hao tried starting a conversation.

Maybe there was a chance to grow closer to his Dark Gold Hero, a chance to increase her loyalty.

“Give me some human beings. I need to rebuild the Blood Castle,” Rolana suddenly interjected.

This statement startled Fang Hao.

She was demanding humans from him?

He knew a bit about the human situation at Crescent Heights.

Under Red Duke’s rule, the humans were essentially food storage for the Blood Clan.

Not only did they have to live in perpetual darkness, they had to pay a blood tax. Many died from excessive blood extraction.

Now Rolana was asking him for humans, which made him immediately suspicious.

Even if he was trying to improve her loyalty, he would not offer humans to be drained by the Blood Clan.

“I have left over 700,000 undead soldiers for you in the Blood Castle, enough for you to get the reconstruction work done, and without complaints,” Fang Hao said with a smirk.

Reconstructing the Blood Castle.

700,000 skeletons, you have ample to erect a new castle.

What else could you ask for in the name of population?

“I need living people as well. I wouldn’t want the citizens of the castle to be just myself and a group of motionless undead,” Rolana insisted.

This…

Fang Hao’s expression turned stern.

He directly rejected the proposition: “Rolana, I am quite willing to help you rebuild the Blood Castle and live the life you want, but this particular demand of yours for living beings, I can’t agree to it.”

“Oh? Why not?” Rolana didn’t get angry. Instead, she was curious.

“Because of the Red Duke’s reign, the human beings living in Crescent Heights became reserve food. I won’t agree to send humanity back to Crescent Heights, and hand them to you to manage.”

Having said that, Fang Hao decided not to hold back anymore.

“You think I would suck their blood?” Rolana frowned slightly, slightly stunned.

Then, a faint smile appeared on her cold face.

Before Fang Hao could ponder the reason for her smile, Rolana suddenly disappeared from her place and the next second she was right in front of him, her glossy lips aiming for Fang Hao’s neck.

The nighttime made Rolana’s attributes even stronger.

Everything happened too fast.

Fang Hao was startled, blocked with his left arm, and in a blink of an eye, pulled out the Light Feather Short sword from his waist, aiming directly at Rolana’s lower ribs.

If he could land a hit,

The length of the Light Feather Short Sword would be enough to pierce her heart.

But, although Fang Hao was ready, Rolana’s reaction speed was just as quick, and she caught the incoming short sword.

And the next moment, she bit Fang Hao directly on his forearm.

The pain of the bite made Fang Hao’s face even more gloomy.

Fang Hao kicked towards Rolana’s chest and pale blue elemental energy began to converge, Frost Armor protected his body.

However, this kick was nothing but air.

Rolana had already returned to her seat and gracefully sat down.

At this moment, Demitrija and the others rushed in, alerted by the maid who had seen the two of them fighting and had gone to fetch the other heroes.

The moment the heroes barged in, they immediately protected Fang Hao.

“Rolana, how dare you lay a hand on me!” Fang Hao stood up abruptly, shouting angrily.

The atmosphere in the room immediately tensed.

He had gone to the trouble of reviving this woman and helping her.

Fang Hao was truly angry. If Rolana were really ungrateful, he would kill her on the spot, even at the cost of the territory’s loss.

Becoming a vampire? He might as well accelerate the transformation ceremony and become undead himself.

Faced with Fang Hao’s accusations, Rolana didn’t change her expression.

Even though Demitrija and the other heroes had drawn their weapons, she still sat calmly in her chair.

Her long, slender legs were crossed as she counter-questioned, “Attack you? When did I ever attack you, my Lord?”

Fang Hao frowned.

He opened his clenched fist to reveal a bite mark on his forearm.

There were two clear rows of tooth marks, but no blood hole as he had imagined.

What the hell?

No fangs?

“Lord, how could you distrust me so much? Or should I say, what are you afraid of?” Rolana counter-questioned.

It seemed Rolana had always been aware that Fang Hao didn’t trust her, or to be precise, watchful of her.

“If a vampire suddenly lunged at you, you’d probably be startled too!” Fang Hao defended himself.

The main reason Fang Hao didn’t trust her was because she didn’t trust him.

How could a hero whose loyalty level never increases and who has great strength not be daunting?

“Only those vampires who have been transformed are dependent on blood. You are in the lordship position and you still don’t know this?”