The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse-Chapter 570 - 468 Gathering Intelligence

Chapter 570: Chapter 468, Gathering Intelligence

Chapter 570: Chapter 468, Gathering Intelligence

Divine Punishment Church Guardian.

Wu Heng knew who this was.

The Guardian who helped the pirates block Imilo before seemed to be her.

He just hadn’t expected it to be a woman, and her profession was that of a witch.

The profession of a witch was quite special.

It was somewhat similar to that of a sorcerer or a priest.

Their power largely came from their ‘patron deity.’

This could be the divine spirits they believe in, the protection of ancestors, or even powerful spirit monsters that could grant witches their power.

Of course, Wu Heng had never seen one himself; he had only read about it in books.

“Vice-executive, how did this Divine Punishment Church Guardian end up on a wanted notice?” a squad member asked curiously.

The others also instantly stopped their discussion.

They too wanted to hear the reason.

A level 18 professional usually would be pardoned for their crimes, but now she was on a wanted poster.

Everyone was naturally curious.

Wu Heng thought for a moment and said, “It must be related to the pirates we encountered last time, don’t just think about the merits, notify the steward when you get back.”

“We know, a level 18 professional is not something we can deal with.”

The squad member said with a smile.

The others also murmured softly among themselves, the previous pirate attack on Gold and Silver Island was actually related to the Church of Divine Punishment.

…

Back in his office study.

Andre Willow was still sitting at the desk reading documents.

“Master, there is correspondence for you on the desk,” she said.

Wu Heng paused in his step, “From whom?”

Now, when he heard the word ‘letter’, a natural response appeared.

Whether it was a blank envelope or a warning letter from ‘Mackintosh’ pretending to be dead, they both gave the feeling of being trapped in various conspiracies.

“It’s correspondence from ‘Slyther’ steward and sister ‘Wen Mansha’, they probably miss you,” said Andre Willow with a smile.

“You gave me a scare, I thought something happened again!” Wu Heng said as he sat down at the desk.

There were two letters on the desk.

One of them was for the association’s exclusive use, and the other was a more ordinary-looking envelope.

He opened the first letter from Slyther.

He poured it out directly from inside.

…

‘Vice-executive Wu Heng:

I have received your reply, and knowing that you are safe and sound relieves me a great deal.

I have lately made the acquaintance of some coastal merchants, who say that the Island Master of Gold and Silver Island is none other than an 18-level pirate, pardoned and then officially made the Island Master.

Many pirate leaders are above level 15.

You must be even more careful in your actions.

With your capabilities, it is absolutely possible for you to reach level 15 before the age of 40 and be appointed to a new position as a steward.

Remember, do not take any risks.

A second Money Cat has been opened in the western district of Lundham City, the same distribution ratio as before, and your little maid is indeed unyielding.

The business is as good as ever, the profit far more than just several times the previous amounts.

The situation in Black Stone Town is a bit unstable.

It’s not so much Black Stone Town, but rather the political atmosphere of the entire Yeko Kingdom is wavering, even such a peripheral place like Black Stone Town has been affected.

In the past two months, there have been three changes to the stationed commanders.

I hear that the old king really is deteriorating, and the princes have started to contend for power, but this is just what I’ve heard.

Fortunately, the association is not directly managed by any country, so it doesn’t involve this side.

The statue in the crowded area has been erected, and people are visiting it every day to lay flowers; the team you transferred is more adored than even I, a steward.

Yuli is now also a squad leader and often talks about you; she’s planning to write to you soon, too.

Everything here is still fine, no need to worry.

Just that I miss you, come back and visit when you have time.

—Slyther.’

Reading through the letter.

Wu Heng raised an eyebrow.

Slyther had always been attentive to the situation on his side, to have inquired even from a place like Black Stone Town about the pardoned Island Master.

He also reminded him to be more careful.

But this letter came a bit late, as he had nearly wiped out all the pirates in the Emerald Sea.

Wu Heng shifted his attention to the situation regarding the Yeko Kingdom mentioned in the middle.

The political situation in the Yeko Kingdom is becoming unstable again?

Wasn’t it said that the old king had awoken before, and now he’s in a coma again?

The constant changing of the stationed commanders in a place like Black Stone Town does seem to indicate that the situation indeed is quite turbulent.

But for ‘Slyther’, it is basically no danger at all.

No matter how much power struggles change, it has nothing to do with the association.

Wu Heng looked at the last sentence and could not help but smile, ‘Just that I miss you, come back and visit when you have time.’

Slyther’s character has always been rather strong-willed.

Previously, he only hinted in a subtle way that his residence was renovated and invited him over to see if he liked it. Now he was directly stating that he missed him; this was quite uncommon.

He placed the letter aside.

And then continued to open the second letter.

‘Master:

You have been away for several months. The development of Lundham City is progressing smoothly; magic street lamps have now been completely installed across all commercial streets.

The outer city area has also begun expansion, paving roads that connect it to other cities.’

Now, Lundham City has thoroughly become the City that Never Sleeps you envisioned when you left, with large and small merchant caravans entering the city nonstop during the day.

At night, the wealthy gentry and nobility from around also come here for entertainment and spending.

Money Cat opened its second location, and many similar entertainment venues have also been established.

Business tax revenue has skyrocketed.

Everything is developing in the direction we had planned.

But, Master, I really miss you so much. Every night, I toss and turn, unable to sleep, with my mind filled with images of you.

Can you come back for a visit?」

Unlike with Slyther.

Wen Mansha, as my personal maid, can express her longing more boldly.

And, this mobster’s lady seems to have become much more artistic.

Wu Heng misses them too.

It’s just that the journey is somewhat long, and going back and forth would really be time-consuming.

Let’s see what the situation is like. If there’s nothing urgent on Gold and Silver Island.

I might go back before the merit comes through, to see them.

“Master, what does the letter say? You look so happy,” Andre Willow asked, looking over.

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“Nothing much, just some regular correspondence.”

“Wen Mansha must be missing you to death!” Andre Willow teased.

Wu Heng didn’t deny it. “She says she misses me a lot.”

“You should visit her when you have time, Wen Mansha will be very happy.”

“In a few days, perhaps.”

Wu Heng pulled open a drawer and took out some writing paper.

After thinking for a moment, he also took out a goose quill pen with a particularly long feather from his Space Ring.

…

In the port, aboard a cargo ship.

In a dimly lit cabin sat two figures.

The man was tall and burly, with slightly dark skin, a bald head, bushy brows, and a linen shirt stretched tight, highlighting his muscular build with distinct edges and corners.

The other person was draped in a long robe, completely obscured beneath it, making it impossible to see their face.

Only the occasional glimpse of a fair arm revealed that it was a woman, and a young one at that.

Tap tap tap〜!

At that moment, footsteps sounded.

A figure dressed like a mercenary hurried down the wooden stairs.

He glanced at the two and said, “There’s news.”

“Speak!” the bald strongman said in a deep voice.

“Where’s the money?” the other inquired.

The man flipped his hand, producing a money bag and threw it over to the other.

The mercenary caught it, counted the amount inside, and a smile crossed his face.

“Speak,” the man urged.

The mercenary answered, “On the island, a lot of reinforcements have arrived from the association, led by ‘Gianvito,’ an old mage. Now, there are daily patrols on the island, and the association’s staff are also plentiful.”

The two figures in the distance looked at each other.

The bald man continued to ask, “I heard that it wasn’t Imilo who defeated the pirates, but a vice-executive of the association?”

“Yes, his name is Wu Heng,” the mercenary replied.

“Has he left the island?”

“I don’t know, that’s not included in the intelligence.”

The bald man chuckled, “Have you told anyone else the information you’re here to gather?”

The mercenary became alert, “What? You want to kill me after I’ve brought you the information? I’ve been in this business on the island for so many years, and never…”

Whoosh〜!

Suddenly, a dense fog rose inside the cabin, transforming into venomous snakes and hyenas.

The snakes coiled around the neck, biting hard at the throat.

Several hyenas latched onto the limbs, furiously pulling.

Amidst the mercenary’s terror and desperate struggle,

In an instant, he was dismembered into pieces, dead beyond doubt.

The bald man said, “With Gianvito and Imilo both present, landing on the island will be very dangerous.”

The person in the black hood slowly took off the hood, revealing a seductive face.

“Then let’s figure out a way to kill him from the outside.”

…

At the association, in the office study.

Wu Heng was holding a feather pen, having finished writing two letters.

He placed them in envelopes.

After confirming who each letter was for, he held them in his hand and silently pictured Slyther’s face in his mind.

The next second,

His hand was empty as the letter disappeared.

It actually worked!

A delight filled Wu Heng’s heart.

Then he picked up the second letter, thinking of Wen Mansha’s face.

Again, his hand was empty.

The letter also vanished.

Indeed magical.

And not far away, Andre Willow, who saw this, also had her mouth agape.

“This… Master, did the letters you wrote get sent out?”