Chapter 48: Ch-48: Meeting (2)
"Of course, these machines are called mechs, and they were built by Lord Victor," Edward said with a smile and could see their body language suddenly become tense.
"I see. It must be a high-ranked bloodline related to blacksmithing, and maybe he is the first person to awaken it. I have never seen someone combine technology with magic. Many have tried before but failed, and they thought they lacked the skill, but it seems they lacked the bloodline instead. Well, it would have been more beneficial if your Lord had awakened a combat-oriented bloodline," Amber commented, looking at the giant mechs with a gleam in her eyes.
"What’s with that look?" Sophie narrowed her eyes when she saw Edward looking at Amber as if she were an idiot.
"Cough... actually, my Lord has awakened a combat-related bloodline," Edward said with a light cough, and this caused Amber to snap her head toward him.
"Did you lie to me just now?" Amber said while narrowing her eyes and releasing a bit of her pressure, but to her shock, Edward was not affected at all.
This guy is at least at the same tier as me, Amber cast a wary glance at Edward.
Edward paid no heed to her gaze and explained, "I did not lie, but the thing is that my Lord is a dual-bloodline Warlock."
"What?!" Amber, hearing this, had her composure shattered and looked at Edward in disbelief.
A Warlock with more than one bloodline was even rarer than a mutation bloodline, which granted a boost in power or gave a different appearance to the bloodline. Normally, a Warlock awakened only one bloodline in their lifetime, and those who awakened two were one in a hundred million, compared to mutation bloodlines, which were one in a million. If anyone knew Victor could awaken a new bloodline every time he advanced a tier, or that he could steal the bloodline of a dead Warlock, they would be shocked to their core.
Gulp.
"Is that true?" Sophie asked while swallowing hard, and Edward simply nodded.
"I see. Looks like the rumors about him being weak and unreliable were false," Amber said after regaining her composure.
"Of course, it’s false. The Young Lord is even more talented than the previous Lord. It must be those bastards who spread the rumors," Edward said, flushed with rage as he thought about the Light Barony, and then he calmed down and looked at the ladies who were looking at him strangely. "I apologize for my outburst."
"It’s fine," Amber waved her hand and then asked as she listened to the mechs, "Is Lord Silvernum selling these mechs?"
Edward raised his eyebrows and replied, "I am not sure. You will have to ask the Lord."
"Is that so? I am getting more eager to meet him. I think I will be able to convince him to sell me these mechs," Amber said with a sly smile as she started formulating a plan.
"I will take you to the territory," Edward said with a respectful bow.
Victor had no idea that Edward was busy hyping him up to a sadistic vixen who had set her sights on him.
Clang! Clang!
He was currently topless as he was hammering the Magisteel together near a burning furnace. His chiseled torso was covered with sweat. He frowned and walked toward his workstation and inputted some codes into the computer as he looked at the mech, whose eyes glowed to life.
"Huff... that’s the 30th mech. I might need some assistants or find a way to automate the process. I remember I did see a few robots which could help," Victor mumbled as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.
[Ding Dong]
[Territory Size has been expanded]
Seeing the familiar notification, Victor opened his Territory Panel.
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Territory Name: Silver City
Territory Size: 85 km²
Named NPCs: Edward
Military: 110 Tier 0 Gunmen, 4 Military Trucks [Expand], 300 Tier 0 Knights
Professionals: 10 Farmers
Population: 1050
Defenses: Broken Wall
Specialized Buildings: None
Landmarks: None
Maximum Population: 80,000
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Victor looked at the territory panel and nodded, thinking, Looks like the mechs have been effective. Within just one hour, they have cleared the nearby lands and expanded my territory by 5 km², and the population has also crossed a thousand.
While he was away, many normal civilians, hearing the rumors of him being a Warlock, had joined his territory, increasing the population by a few hundred. In fact, people were still joining daily; even today, he saw a few new arrivals.
Knock! Knock!
"Hmm?" Victor frowned upon hearing someone knock on the door. He had specifically instructed them not to disturb him while he was working in the smithy.
"Lord Victor, may I come in?" a mature feminine voice came from behind the door.
Creak.
The door opened, and an extremely beautiful, voluptuous maid entered the room, her eyes instantly drifting toward his bare torso.
She looked at the demonically handsome man and blushed upon seeing his muscular body, glistening with sweat.
Gulp.
The maid swallowed as she looked at Victor, momentarily falling into a trance. Her cheeks flushed as she admired his well-defined chest and abs.
"Why did you disturb me?" Victor said in a calm voice. He could see that the maid was practically devouring him with her eyes and looked like she wanted to push him onto the bed and start riding him like a horse. In fact, it wasn’t just her—even the other females were giving him lustful looks, even married women. Getting into his bed would instantly increase their status, and if they had a bastard child, it would be even better. In fact, many nobles had bastards with random women, and as a result, the mothers of common birth had their lifestyles upgraded. Victor was no saint, and if he were not busy, he might have gotten handsy with a few.
"Ah, right... it’s Sir Edward. He told me to inform you that Amber Oreburgh, the daughter and heir of Count Oreburgh, along with your cousin Andrew, has arrived," the maid said, and instantly Victor’s expression changed.
Victor took a deep breath and thought, So they have arrived.
"I will be there in 15 minutes. You may leave," Victor said, and the maid bowed and left.
15 minutes later
Victor had freshened up and went toward the living room. Hearing the footsteps, two people instantly locked eyes.