LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 505, Archbishop- Milton_1
Groot was in a fine mood today.
His plan was progressing very smoothly.
An hour ago, the butler had passed the news on to him.
The mercenaries they had hired had already been met by people from inside the city and would be brought here after their identities were confirmed.
Then, with Rebecca stripped of her current status, he would naturally have ways to deal with her.
The thought of being able to take revenge on Rebecca set his heart aflame.
Watching the woman dancing sensually before him, the desire in his eyes intensified.
"Undress!" Groot ordered.
The woman had been bought with a hefty sum, as the price of a transmigrator wasn't cheap
Especially, a young, beautiful one with unique skills.
The woman dancing on the carpet frowned at his words but seemingly chose to ignore it, continuing to dance silently.
Bang! The wine glass collided heavily with the table.
"Undress for me!" Groot's tone was more forceful.
Swish~
The woman's fair arms moved backward, and the veil fell off, fluttering down.
Only a little fabric remained, preserving her last bit of dignity.
She had been sold to this place by a slaver.
Naturally, she was familiar with the cruelty of this world.
Angering these nobles would result in her death without any consequences.
So, before the man's anger erupted, she didn't dare to disobey him.
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"Haha! Good, really good!"
Seeing the woman obey and reveal her delicate, snow-white skin-
satisfied Groot's desire to control.
He downed the wine in his hands and ingested the bitter dried meat into his stomach.
He got up and walked around the table, heading towards the woman.
The woman instinctively wanted to retreat, but then stopped in her tracks.
She couldn't avoid him.
Just as Groot was about to pounce on her-
sudden hurried footsteps came from outside the door.
A look of displeasure crossed Groot's face.
He hated it the most when people interrupted him at crucial moments.
"Master, something's happened!" Outside, the butler's voice came.
The butler was Groot's confidant. All the unspoken tasks were handled by him.
When he said something had happened, it meant something of grave importance had occurred.
He returned to his seat.
"Come in."
The door opened, and the old butler walked in.
"So, what happened?"
The old butler didn't speak. Instead, his gaze flickered to the dancing woman beside them.
Groot frowned slightly.
He gestured the woman to leave,"You may go now."
"Yes, sir!" The woman nodded, picked up her veil from the ground, and ran out of the door.
When the woman's figure vanished and the footstep sounds couldn't be heard-
the old butler began, "Master, the people didn't arrive, and we can't contact Sander. We're afraid…"
"What did you say?" Groot roared.
"The people... we lost contact with them. I've arranged someone to check in the civilian area, but there's still no news," the anxious butler reported.
Bang!!
The wine glass smashed heavily on the table again.
Groot's chest heaved with anger.
Just a moment ago, he had planned to humiliate Rebecca at the council and torture her afterwards.
But now, all those plans seemed extremely vague.
"Where are the people? You assured me there would be no problem, so why can't you carry out just one task properly?" Groot roared furiously.
"Master, it's my incompetency. I'm willing to be punished..." The butler knelt on the ground, lowering his head.
"You…" Groot was furious, his face turning red .
His butler was usually to his liking.
Gathering women, proposing ideas, he had always handled everything perfectly.
And moreover, he was his confidant.
But for some unknown reason, everything always seemed to go wrong with the plan regarding Lyss City.
Groot sat in silence for a while.
Then got up and said, "Get the carriage ready, we're going to Hubert."
"Yes, master." The butler immediately rose and left to make preparations.
...
The next day.
Today was the day of the Hundred Cities Council meeting.
Fang Hao got up early.
With the help of the maid, he put on the complexly embroidered ceremonial garb.
He never thought a garment would take a half-hour to don.
But what he didn't expect even more was that it took Rebecca over an hour to put on her ceremonial gown.
By the time she came out,the maids besides Byron were completely drenched in sweat.
"Were you guys fighting in the room?" Fang Hao asked curiously.
Rebecca rolled her eyes out of habit, "Who's fighting? Let's hurry up."
The two of them boarded the carriage.
And headed straight for the council hall.
Along the way, colorful flags were planted all over, fluttering in the wind.
The locals didn't resent this.
In fact, during this period every year, the city's economy would see a significant boost in just a few days.
It could also be considered a form of driving development.
Carriage by carriage, escorted by their own security teams, headed towards the front.
Pulling open the curtain, one could see the other carriages.
They reached the council hall, and after a simple check, Rebecca, arm in arm with him, entered the council hall.
The hall was incredibly spacious.
The floor was covered in soft woolen carpets, filling the entire hall.
On the stone pillars of the hall were carved magnificent bas-reliefs. Both sides of the wall were adorned with beautifully illustrated story murals.
On one side of the platform, musicians were playing soothing music.
Young and beautiful girls were softly singing along with the music.
Their ethereal voices were very pleasing to the ears.
The seats in the hall were divided into three areas.