CHAPTER 1560: LATE NIGHT VISIT (PART 2)

As for fending off bandit attacks?

In Lorde’s view, it didn’t matter.

No matter how fierce or brutal these bandits were,

He would not suffer the slightest harm.

He was confident of remaining unscathed under a bandit raid.

And the civilians attacked by bandits?

What did that have to do with him?

These civilians were not within the scope of his mission objectives.

Besides, in three days that idiot would arrive, naturally needing to be kept busy!

And what’s busier than suppressing bandits?

Of course, it’s bandits who have reaped a rich harvest and are preparing to retreat to the mountains.

At the thought of the opponent running through the mountains and forests like a dog, Lorde couldn’t help but chuckle.

He was genuinely pleased at his competitor’s misfortune.

Moreover, this situation allowed him to delay time smoothly.

It was simply killing two birds with one stone!

What more could he not do?

Of course, to make Bondi and Holle obedient, he had to ‘make a statement.’

Stating that he could fend off bandits.

Then, just show a little strength.

He was well-versed in this routine. .

Of course, to Bondi and Holle, people like them, deceit?

There was no such thing.

Because it was naturally expected.

A group of lower-class people.

For them to cooperate with him was already their great fortune.

Once again, he walked to the side of the coffee table, where sat a small soda-making bottle that had been sold just last month at Tert’s Department Store. ȐἈ𝐍Ô𝖇Ë𝒮

Exquisitely made, costly, and quite scarce.

If he weren’t a confidant of Prince Ruitai, he wouldn’t have possibly obtained this small soda-making bottle.

In fact, he even used a bit of his connections with Prince Ruitai to acquire it.

As for spending two months of his salary?

When he tasted that sweet, sparkling water, Lorde felt it was all worth it.

He drank the carbonated water, which had sugar, fresh lemon slices, and mint, in one gulp.

Someone had recommended honey to him.

However, compared to honey, Lorde preferred sugar.

Because the sweetness of sugar was more pronounced.

Setting down the cup, Lorde planned to leave his bedroom.

Sleep?

As a third-level ‘Tomb Guardian’ ‘Disassembler’, although not like a second-level ‘Night Watcher’ ‘Vigil’ with reduced need for sleep, normal late nights were no concern.

Just as Lorde was about to leave, the door sounded—

Knock, knock knock.

First, one knock, then two more.

This was a signal agreed upon with Lorde and his retainer.

A code indicating there was no danger.

"Sir, Mr. Taniel has made an unexpected visit…”

"Let him in.”

The retainer drew out the words, and Lorde agreed straight away.

Unlike Bondi and Holle, these lower-class people,

Taniel, being of the ‘Mystical Side,’ was someone whom Lorde could regard seriously.

After all, they were of the same kind.

Especially after learning that Taniel was a ‘Pharmacist’ and held a position at Deer Academy, Lorde had hinted more than once to Taniel about having further discussions.

The former could provide substantial aid to his faction—not the large faction of Prince Ruitai’s, but a smaller, interest-aligned coalition.

It’s crucial to note that his small faction did not have a ‘Pharmacist.’

And the latter?

That was something that Prince Ruitai valued.

You must know that Deer Academy had high-level Professionals.

Prince Ruitai had tried multiple times to ally with Deer Academy.

But attempts yielded no results.

If a teacher from Deer Academy could act as a trailblazer, that would be ideal.

So, Lorde humbled himself to approach Taniel.

Unfortunately, Taniel played dumb.

Ignoring his implications entirely.

Initially, Lorde planned to ‘visit’ Taniel again before matters concluded.

Unexpectedly, Taniel had come to his senses.

Maybe it was the beginning of good luck!

Lorde thought to himself.

He then quietly awaited Taniel’s arrival.

About two minutes later, a retainer in a black suit opened the door, gesturing invitingly.

Taniel entered.

Seeing Taniel’s wrinkled clothes, stained with dirt and blood, Lorde smiled.

He seemed to have guessed Taniel’s purpose for coming.

Immediately, the Ambassador leisurely reclined in his chair.

Taniel counted this as his first formal meeting with the Ambassador in front of him.

Previous meetings had all been indirect.

Looking at the other’s pale face, with the thick scent of blood that even perfume couldn’t entirely mask.

Taniel frowned.

‘Tomb Guardian’ of the third-order ‘corpse resolver’?

Relying on Deer Academy’s systematic ‘Mystical Side knowledge,’ Taniel quickly made a judgment.

‘Tomb Guardian’ has been dealing with corpses from the very beginning.

But in the first and second order, there is no blood scent.

Only when reaching the third-order ‘corpse resolver’ will they be tainted with a significant, lingering smell of blood due to dissecting corpses.

What about the higher fourth and fifth orders?

If the opponent were fifth-order, they couldn’t possibly appear in Lorde.

The fourth order is also impossible.

If the opponent were a fourth-order ‘corpse speaker,’ they would have already found Tercon’s heritage, rather than stumbling around like a headless fly these past few days.

"Good evening, Your Excellency Dordu.”

Thinking so in his heart, Taniel greeted the ambassador before him.

"Good evening, Mr. Taniel.”

Realizing that Taniel might have encountered some trouble coming to ask for help, Dordu, who moments ago seemed somewhat anxious, now shifted to a nonchalant demeanor.

The difference between being active and passive is significant.

When you hold the initiative.

Everything changes.

Taking measure of the opposite party, one can handle things with ease.

And,

There’s more to gain.

Taniel looked at Dordu sitting in the chair, seemingly looking at him down the nose, and awkwardly scratched his head.

However, he said nothing.

It was then that Dordu spoke.

"No need to be embarrassed, Mr. Taniel.”

"You have encountered trouble.”

"Tell me about it.”

"Perhaps I can help you.”

Thus spoke Dordu.

This wasn’t a gesture of friendliness.

It was full of arrogance.

With a superior, condescending attitude.

Taniel responded to Dordu with a perfectly measured smile.

"Of course.”

"I indeed have encountered some trouble.”

"Otherwise, I wouldn’t have come here.”

Taniel said.

"Well, go ahead.”

Leaning back in the chair, Dordu extended his right arm and knocked on the table. When the sound of knocking echoed in the room, he finally completed his sentence.

"Let me hear what it is.”

Charity.

Much like seeing a beggar and tossing a copper crook, feeling the beggar should be grateful.

Taniel despised such people.

In his usual life, whenever he encountered such people,

He would merely mutter a curse under his breath before turning away.

But not today.

His cooperation.

Thinking of his friend’s expectations, Taniel took a deep breath and said:

"I was kidnapped by those thieves.”

"Although I managed to escape by luck, those thieves won’t let it rest.”

Taniel spoke, half-true and half-false.

"Those thieves?”

"Quite bold.”

"Mr. Taniel, you can temporarily stay in the embassy area. Believe me, they won’t come here, nor dare to—of course, just temporarily, you’ll have to figure it out yourself come daylight.”

Dordu remarked, smiling as if he suddenly understood.

"What? Daylight?”

"This… I…”

Taniel was in a state of panic.

Seeing Taniel’s appearance, Dordu felt a tiny sense of satisfaction.

"There’s no other choice.

The thieves are numerous, and who knows what figures may be hidden among them.”

"Allowing you to stay until daylight is because I am aware of what you’ve done for Lorde and willing to take the risk.”

"Though I admire your act of accompanying heroes, I am merely a spectator.”

Dordu continued.

He emphasized the words hero and spectator.

Enduring the other’s affected manner, Taniel took a deep breath.

This time, making no attempt to hide.

As if resolved.

"I am a spectator, you cannot help me.”

"What if I’m willing to join your team?”

"I could sign an employment agreement to be your attendant.”

Taniel voiced the prepared argument.

Dordu’s lips twitched into a smile.

Isn’t this exactly what he had hoped for?