Chapter 720 - 683: Return to the City to Deliver a Letter

Da Fei hurriedly said to Billbo, "I have an idea: how about we use the Blood Eagle to air transport your Space Bag back to Divine Punishment City?"

Billbo blinked, "Who will receive it? Just drop it on the ground?"

Damn it, what’s with the blinking? Like someone else would receive it and then swallow up your stuff? Da Fei said with amused surprise, "How could that be? Whether it’s Miss Ror or Uncle Will, if they see my Blood Eagle flying back, they should know what it’s about, right?"

That’s right, the Blood Eagle and I are connected by blood. When the Blood Eagle arrives, it’s as if I’m there myself - NPCs must provide reception.

Anlicia said with a grin, "Right, before we came here, we couldn’t find suitable armor for Billbo in Farolan. Why don’t we have that blacksmith uncle craft him a full suit of armor using the dragon skin Billbo collected and such?"

Da Fei’s brows twitched, "Exactly, that was my intention coming here. I believe there is no blacksmith stronger than this Angel Blacksmith in the entire world. What do you think, Billbo?"

Billbo nodded excitedly, "That’s great, let’s do as Lord City Lord suggests!"

Anlicia laughed, "Then I’ll also write a letter to take with us, so the blacksmith uncle can prepare." As she spoke, Anlicia pulled out a stationery pouch and a feather pen from her backpack, then began writing vigorously on a clipboard, reading aloud as she wrote:

—"Honorable Uncle Will, our forces have reaped bountiful gains on the front lines. We now request your safekeeping of a package of Demon Beast hides and request you select suitable materials to craft a full suit of armor for our brave warrior Billbo..."

Da Fei said in surprise, "Miss Anlicia, you actually carry all this with you?"

Anlicia huffed, "I am the Vice City Lord, there could always be a need for on-site office work. How could I not carry some office tools with me?"

That’s true indeed. The Blood Eagle can’t speak, so in situations like this, it’s essential to use letters to make things clear. Da Fei couldn’t help but remark, "It looks like I, as the Lord City Lord, need to prepare a set of office tools to carry with me!"

Tachiusu said with envy, "I too am a tribal leader and am now starting to engage in external communications. I need to prepare a set too."

Billbo wouldn’t be outdone, "I, I am going to be the future village chief of Habbit Village, so I need to prepare one too!"

Damn, looks like Billbo is quite aware of his future prospects?

Anlicia laughed heartily, "Having documents isn’t enough; you also need a personal seal. That’s the symbol of credit, identity, and reputation. Is anyone interested in carving their own seals? Usually, regular folks don’t have the privilege to do so!"

Seals? Everyone eagerly nodded, "Of course we’re interested! Are we qualified to carve one?"

Anlicia replied with a smile, "Certainly, just being Intern Knights is a formal identity that qualifies you all to carve a seal. With a seal, everyone’s letters will have influence when they circulate through the kingdoms."

With that, Anlicia brought out a chess piece-like, ornate seal and breathed on it, "Just like this—"

Da Fei suddenly understood—seals are prestige upgrade, a symbol of entering high society! He’d been a City Lord for so many years but was still so outdated and behind times.

And just as Anlicia was about to stamp the seal on the paper, Da Fei suddenly remembered something and quickly said, "Wait! There’s another thing to add—say that we’ve captured a Hell Volcano Demon Wolf King and see if Uncle Will or Miss Ror can find a way to tame it."

Anlicia nodded, "Got it! Oh, and I need to add that our forces have recruited 14 Demon Beasts on the front line, significantly bolstering our capability to combat the Demon Caravan. That’s an essential point for claiming credit."

Da Fei nodded repeatedly, "Exactly, exactly, we’ve been out for a while and need to report our progress to headquarters so that Miss Ror won’t worry."

Anlicia had another realization, "Ah, since it’s a letter of merit, it should be addressed to Lord Ror! Ah, esteemed Lord Ror, um, write that at the top of the letter..."

Da Fei thought of another thing, "Right, also write that our forces are experiencing resistance from Light Energy in the volcano, making resurrection recovery slow and difficult, and ask if Miss Ror could send some potions for support!"

Anlicia nodded, "Understood."

What else? Oh right, Advanced Reconnaissance Skill allows one to draw maps, so I might as well draw a map of the surrounding area and bring it along.

So everything was ready, Blood Eagle carried the material bag and Anlicia’s letter and took off to the skies. As for everyone else, they continued with what they needed to do, whether resting, skinning, resurrecting, or whatnot.

The Blood Eagle flew out of the smoggy volcano. At this moment, Da Fei’s vision and mood both broadened; even the hellish scenery that looked so harsh before now seemed grand and majestic to him. After all, the feeling of being on a campaign outside yet still being able to contact headquarters was truly reliable. This is just like a modern, high-tech transport plane—how impressive is that!

The Blood Eagle reached Lava Lake Dock, where not only were there still Demon Heroes guarding, but Demon Workers had also begun construction. However, the Siege Cars had yet to arrive—it seemed the Demon Caravan was still struggling through the mountains. Good, let them struggle.

Blood Eagle then returned to Despair Plain, where the plain was still swarming with a dense mass of demons. A trench encircling Divine Punishment City had been completed, and two more were being urgently constructed, with numerous spike-filled Anti-Horse Barriers set up along the trench line.

It seemed that this time the demons were truly investing heavily in the attack, and it wasn’t just a casual skirmish. Now Da Fei felt the gravity of his mission—even more so, considering that the more significant the mission, the stronger the NPCs’ support. Ror and the others were bound to respond to his call for assistance.

Blood Eagle flew back to Divine Punishment City and from afar saw the haggard figure of Ror standing on the city walls, her eyes straining into the distance. Hahaha, no need to strain any longer, I’ve come to bring you good news!

Thus, the Blood Eagle revealed itself as it flew into the barrier. Ror, as expected, was slightly taken aback, "Is it the Warrior?"

Hahaha! Just as seeing the eagle is like seeing the Emperor, show me a smile! Blood Eagle cried out and landed before Ror, tossing out the letter and material bag. Ror, knowing what to do, immediately picked up the items and read the letter.

Oh yeah! It’s just a pity that Blood Eagle can’t talk or trade—no rights for a messenger!

Ror hastily skimmed the letter and excitedly said, "Warrior, it’s unimaginable that you have achieved so much in the Flame Domain Volcano! Please wait a moment, Warrior, I’ll find a solution for you right away!"

She then waved and called out to the smithy, Pharmacy, and Mercenary Store, "Uncle Will, Reilly, Dor, there’s an urgent matter, all of you come together to find a solution!"

Oh yeah! Blood Eagle let out a long screech, and Da Fei laughed heartily at the sky once more. It’s doable! Too awesome for words! As long as the Pharmacy’s owner is called over, nothing else matters—the potion part is surely settled! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it on Qidian (qidian.com) with recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)