Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead
Chapter 1437 - 1007: Intelligence of the Undead Emperor

This outfit, Fang Hao was very familiar with.

It's what the maid Yuanyuan wore when she became a hero, to put it bluntly, it's a costume to spice things up indoors.

But unexpectedly, Beata was so bold.

She wore it out in broad daylight and went straight to the lord's mansion.

"Beata, what's this?"

"Hmph!" Beata lowered her skirt, her face red, and coldly said, "I borrowed it from Yuanyuan. She said it's your favorite."

Uh... this...

Fang Hao's expression stiffened.

Thinking of Beata considering what he liked, he felt quite touched.

Somehow this stubborn and proud little girl knew how to think about what he liked.

But doing this in broad daylight worried him a bit.

Fang Hao reached out to help her jump down.

Then he leaned out the window to take a look and said, "Aren't you afraid of the Dragon Queen seeing you?"

"My mother is having tea and chatting with Lady Isabella. They have this habit of sitting for an entire afternoon, don't worry." Beata showed a reassuring expression.

Well, it seems she's sure the Dragon Queen wouldn't return and timed her visit perfectly.

"You're getting more and more daring."

Beata stood in the room, spun around, and wagged her tail, "Do you like it? Do I look like a little cow?"

Honestly, she really did.

Beata's skin had a silvery-white shine, a youthful yet voluptuous figure, and silver dragon horns.

You couldn't say she looked like one, but wearing that outfit, she became a spirit-like bovine.

"You do, and it looks great."

"Hehe, I knew it." Beata gave a smug smile.

Fang Hao sat at the desk, looking up at the slightly shy little silver dragon, feeling that the dragon horns on her head and the outfit matched too perfectly.

"And then?"

Beata leaned closer, her hands on the armrests of the chair, a slender fake cow tail lightly swaying, "What do you think I'm here for in this outfit?"

"I feel like it has a deeper meaning."

"You're right."

Beata sat on his lap, cheeks in her hands, looking down at him.

One must say, given Beata's age and personality, she really was in the bold and passionate phase.

If it weren't for the Dragon Queen, no one could control her.

Beata's hands were cool and soft, her adorable, youthful face was very close, her breath brushing his face, carrying a sweet aroma.

Her skirt draped over his legs, the fabric falling to outline an exaggerated perfect curve.

Fang Hao wrapped his arms around her waist and said, "What if your mother doesn't approve of us being together?"

Beata said, "Why would she, when I'm a bit older and stronger, she won't care about me."

"Hmm, that makes sense."

"Right, then we can be together openly." Beata said.

Fang Hao thought about it, continued, "Now, what if your mother, living in the lord's mansion, also takes a liking to me?"

Beata froze, her brows furrowing as she looked at him.

Fang Hao also felt tense, thinking he might have talked too much today.

Then Beata said, "My mother couldn't possibly like you, you're just ordinary, skinny and weak."

"Your standards are so high, yet you chose me, which proves I'm not too bad, right?"

Beata encircled his neck, tilted her head, thought for a moment, and said, "Even so, if my mother likes you, I have no objection."

Fang Hao was surprised by her generosity, was she really okay with it?

"What do you mean you have no objection if your mother likes me, aren't you considering whether I like it or not?"

"Don't worry, my mother's standards are very high, she won't fancy you."

"Psh! If she really likes me, don't regret it later, you'd have to call me Dad by then."

Beata pouted, full of disbelief, but still pressed her cheek close to his ear, softly calling, "Daddy!"

Damn!

Fang Hao picked her up, placing her on the desk.

...

Night fell.

Fang Hao sat in the hall, chatting with the Dragon Queen and Rolana.

Just as Beata had said.

The Dragon Queen and Isabella were occupied having tea and chatting, spending an entire afternoon that way.

With their long lifespans, they weren't afraid of wasting time.

It was dark by the time Isabella returned to Eternal Night City.

As the three chatted, Succubus Yezabeth flapped her wings and descended from the sky.

After giving a slight bow to the three, she softly said, "My lord, the Succubus Den has received news about the Undead Emperor."

After the war with the Undead Desert began, Fang Hao had the Succubi focus on gathering information on the Undead.

Today, there was finally some related news.

"What news?" Fang Hao asked.

The Dragon Queen and Rolana also turned their curious gazes towards her.

Yezabeth continued, "My lord, the Undead Emperor will meet with the Dwarves at the Trade Alliance's guest building tomorrow at noon."

The Undead and the Dwarves?

These two should be adversaries, why are they meeting alone, especially at a leadership level?

"Do you know what it's about?"

"It seems to be about purchasing firearms," Yezabeth answered.

Purchasing firearms.

It seems that the turmoil in the Undead Desert isn't as calm as it appears on the surface.

The Undead seemed to be strategizing, mobilizing troops, remaining cool and collected.

But internally, they might be feeling crises and pressures; otherwise, they wouldn't seek to buy firearms from the Dwarves.

The Undead also research firearms, but their level is likely somewhat behind the Dwarves'.

"Information gathered from the Undead?"

"No, it was from a Dwarven guest in a dream state, he's responsible for arranging the meeting site," Yezabeth answered.

"Hmm." Fang Hao nodded, "Yezabeth, take a seat first."

Yezabeth cautiously sat down nearby.

Fang Hao then looked at the Dragon Queen and asked, "Dragon Queen, how do you feel about this?"

The Dragon Queen frowned at him, "Do you plan to take this opportunity to eliminate the Undead leadership directly?"

"Yes!" He did not deny it.

"The regions of the Orcs and Trolls haven't stabilized yet."

"I know, but I think we need to speed up. Once our strength and intentions are detected by other deities, we'll likely become targets," Fang Hao said softly.

Right now, they're operating in the dark, taking down enemies one by one.

But as time progresses, should they be noticed by other deities, it could lead to a joint assault.

Then, they would go from being Hunters to being the hunted, entirely reactive.

The Dragon Queen thought for a moment, then nodded, "If you have a plan, I have no objections."

Fang Hao looked at Rolana, "Rolana, what do you think?"

"I have no objections either."

Fang Hao nodded, then turned back to Yezabeth, "Yezabeth, make arrangements, we're going to meet with that Undead Emperor tomorrow."

"Yes, my lord." Yezabeth nodded and left the lord's mansion.

...

The next day, at the Trade Alliance's location.

The weather was sunny, and people from various races strolled the streets.

Fang Hao wore a purple noble robe, while the Dragon Queen donned a blue long dress, with a wide-brimmed sun hat that concealed her dragon horns.

The Dragon Queen held his arm, and they appeared like a couple out shopping.

They made their way to the "Guest Building."

The Guest Building was the same venue where Savana held her wedding last time, easy to locate.

After presenting the reserved room card,

they were led to a private room on the third floor.

Once inside, the Dragon Queen removed her hat and smoothed her tousled hair.

Fang Hao said, "Their reserved room is next door; once they arrive, we'll go directly over."

The Dragon Queen nodded, sitting down to wait.