Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead-Chapter 508 - 425, Establishing the Lord (Seeking Subscription, Seeking Recommendation.)_1

Chapter 508: Chapter 425, Establishing the Lord (Seeking Subscription, Seeking Recommendation.)_1

Fang Hao looked up in confusion.

At the gate, stood a familiar figure clad in a black cloak.

[Half-Demon Alchemist].

It was him.

If I remember correctly, I bumped into him selling homemade potions near the mission hall. Since then, he has often brought his homemade potions to the hot pot restaurant.

They didn’t interact much, but they were still partners in a sense.

Lately, Fang Hao has been producing glass bottles and providing them to him.

The containers for potions had changed from clay pots to glass bottles.

“So it’s you.” Fang Hao revealed a small smile.

Fang Hao didn’t know his name, but the half-demon found out Fang Hao’s name through various means.

After all, it wasn’t difficult to find information since Fang Hao owned some properties in the city.

“Yes, what brings Mr. Fang Hao here?” The half-demon continued to ask.

I was just passing by and on my way, I met some mercenaries running for their lives. They mentioned that they encountered monsters attacking them, and I found my way here,” said Fang Hao softly.

The half-demon’s eyes shifted quickly, immediately picking up on something.

Seeing that he had nothing to say, Fang Hao continued, “Aren’t you going to invite us in?”

“Of course, gentlemen please come in…” The half-demon was quite welcoming, stepping aside to indicate that they could enter the mansion.

The mansion had some flowers and plants.

A few horses were tied to the wooden stakes at the side, and some packages were thrown on the ground.

It seemed to be the belongings of the fleeing mercenaries.

Fang Hao, Anjia, and Demitrija followed the half-demon into the hall.

The rest waited outside.

The arrangement in the hall was simple.

There were very ordinary wooden tables and chairs, few plain-looking paintings hung on the wall.

The three of them sat down at the table and chairs.

The half-demon brought over some fruits.

“Do you live in this large mansion alone?” Fang Hao found a topic and asked.

“My mother and I stay here. She should be back soon,” replied the half-demon.

“Do you work in Lyss City?”

“Yes.”

“Well, this place is quite a distance from Lyss City.”

Fang Hao and the half-demon chatted casually.

The two had interacted a few times prior.

The half-demon was pretty easygoing with others.

But he was very careful and protective when it comes to humans, always extremely cautious.

The half-demon took the three of them around his mansion, including his room where he usually read and made alchemical potions.

As soon as they returned to the hall after the tour.

A heated argument could be heard from the front yard.

Fang Hao and the rest stepped out, seeing an old woman sternly pointing at a resting Millie and her subordinates.

“Mother, these are Mr. Fang Hao’s subordinates.” The half-demon hurriedly explained upon seeing the woman.

The woman turned around, relieved to see her son was safe, and then noticed Fang Hao at her side.

Similarly, Fang Hao also caught sight of the woman.

[Miriam (Tier 10 Priest)].

It was someone Fang Hao was acquainted with.

She was Miriam, Lyss City’s Temple Master Priest.

An old woman known to be cold and indifferent.

All the assistant priests in the temple were afraid of her.

“Master Miriam,” greeted Fang Hao with a smile.

The Temple’s Master Priest was the half-demon’s mother.

This was far beyond Fang Hao’s expectations.

Speaking of which, he owed the Temple 150 sets of priest’s robes.

All of them had been brought over this time and stored in the Bone Clothing Store. He hadn’t had the chance to deliver them to the Temple yet.

Why you are here?” Miriam’s wrinkled face showed no trace of pleasantry.

“Uh, just passing by,” answered Fang Hao.

Of course, such a response wouldn’t convince Miriam.

Their mansion was in a remote location.

No merchant routes passed here, and the location didn’t lead to any city.

Obviously, he had not just happened to be passing by.

Miriam observed Fang Hao and the others for a good while before entering the room with the half-demon’s assistance.

She sat down on a nearby chair.

Miriam then instructed, “Baccarat, I brought home some milk tea. Why don’t you brew it for the guests?”

Baccarat must be the half-demon’s name.

“Alright, Mother,” the half-demon glanced at Fang Hao, took the delivered pack, and walked toward a side room.

Only after the half-demon left.

“Mr. Fang Hao, what is the purpose of your visit?” Miriam asked again.

“We received a bounty saying that a demon lives in this mansion, so we brought soldiers over to check,” Fang Hao told the truth.

The moment the word ‘demon’ came out, Miriam’s gaze underwent a noticeable change.

It was much more stern, with a hint of severity.

“Did you find it?”

“We found some clues. On the way, we saw several fleeing mercenaries who were attacked by demons. More people will likely come here to look for evidence of demons after we return,” Fang Hao replied.

Before long, the talk of demons would spread throughout the city.

Then many more mercenary guilds would come to explore. It was only a matter of time before they found this place.

Miriam’s face grew increasingly grave. She clearly understood that Fang Hao was trying to warn her about something.

“Do you know Baccarat?” asked Miriam, continuing the conversation.

She did not allow Baccarat to have contact with humans, but it was clear her son did not listen to her.

“We’ve worked together a few times.”

“Worked together?” Miriam grew more curious.

“Baccarat has a high talent for alchemy. The potions he makes are very effective, and I have been buying and using them,” Fang Hao answers truthfully.