System: Build My Own Territory

Chapter 986 - 290: March With Me (10,000) (Part 5)

Looking into the distance.

He saw the room emitting wisps of steam, and without any hesitation, he stepped forward.

Entering the open door of the bathroom, Volker took a glance around.

Inside the spacious bathtub.

Due to lack of physical training and indulging in excesses daily, Master Zok’s somewhat plump body lay within.

Beside Zok, two young maids crouched.

Like him, the maids wore nothing.

Relying solely on the gently rippling hot water of the bathtub to cover their snowy peaks.

Walter only glanced briefly before lowering his head immediately.

He respectfully addressed, "Master."

Zok, enjoying the maids’ massage, was busy exploring the maid’s body with his right hand.

Even though he had just finished exercising with a young maid in the bedroom.

But it couldn’t satisfy the desires of his fingers...

Upon hearing Walter’s voice, he asked.

"Tell me, what matter requires an immediate report?"

Walter wasted no words and immediately reported.

"Master, the spies dispatched to Morgan Town returned not long ago."

Closing his eyes, Zok immediately opened them.

He propped his right arm on the edge of the bathtub and looked at Walter with some surprise, asking.

"You mean the batch of spies that went missing earlier?"

The first team of spies he sent out had been missing for nearly ten days!

Until now, there was no information.

Neither alive nor dead!

Upon hearing this, Walter, with a trace of apology in his voice, said.

"Sorry, Master Zok, it’s not the batch that went missing."

"The second batch of dispatched spies returned..."

A look of disappointment appeared on Zok’s face as he leaned again against the bathtub wall.

Retracting his right arm, soaking in the hot water, and exploring between the maid’s legs beside him.

Zok asked casually, "Tell me, what did the spies bring back?"

Walter explained, "Master, the returning spies reported to me."

"Compared to before, the patrol intensity in Morgan Town has increased significantly."

"Each patrol team’s numbers have increased from five at the beginning to ten now."

"And the interval between each patrol team is only five minutes."

"Meaning the last patrol just passed, and the next patrol follows immediately!"

Zok, still with closed eyes.

His fingers had already explored deeply into the maid’s body.

Despite the maid’s flushed face, trembling uncontrollably, casting resentful glances toward him.

Zok did not stop at all.

Because of the bathtub’s concealment.

Walter, standing eight or nine meters away, naturally didn’t know what was happening in the bathtub.

Seeing that Zok had no words, he kept his head down and continued to report.

"Master, besides the increase in patrol teams, the soldiers on the Manor Castle walls have noticeably increased!"

"Like the patrol teams, all soldiers wore uniform strange steel armor!"

Zok remained unmoved, his right hand continued repeating the same actions.

Walter continued speaking: "Worried about being discovered and captured by the patrol teams."

"The spies only dared to watch from afar."

"They roughly estimated the number of soldiers in Morgan Town and the Manor Castle..."

"The number of fully armed soldiers is at least over four or five hundred!"

No sooner did Walter finish speaking.

The maid crouching beside Zok couldn’t suppress a cry.

"Ah~"

At the sound, Walter raised his head slightly in surprise.

In the bathtub, the maid’s face was entirely flushed, quickly lowering her head, saying to Zok.

"Sorry, Master, please forgive me for my rudeness..."

Zok didn’t mind one bit; he even grinned and said.

"No need to be nervous, I absolve you!"

Upon hearing Zok’s explicit direction, the maid’s panicked expression gradually eased.

Only then.

Did Walter finally understand why Zok hadn’t spoken.

A movement of his right hand, he let the bent maid stick closely beside him.

Only then did Zok look toward Walter afar, asking.

"Four or five hundred fully armed soldiers?"

"Walter, Guard Captain... don’t you think that’s a bit exaggerated?"

Walter furrowed his brow slightly, asking somewhat puzzled.

"Master, you mean..."

Zok’s right hand slipped through the maid’s nape, lying on her shoulder.

The drooping right hand placed precisely on the maid’s prominent roundness.

His right palm slightly tightened, and the maid couldn’t help but cast resentful glances at Zok.

Zok was utterly unperturbed, continuing to speak to Walter.

"Connelly Manor has been passed down through generations."

"Until now, it only has fifty chain armor soldiers, thirty leather armor soldiers."

"The rest of the soldiers can only wear simple cloth armor, or nothing at all!"

"Even the Viscount Jon Zacks from Kasong City has only a thousand fully armed soldiers."

"A previously unheard-of Lord, unbeknownst to what schemes, wiped out the Morgan Town Manor Lord..."

"How can he have four or five hundred fully armed soldiers?"

"Is buying quality iron without cost, or acquiring armor without needing Gold Pounds?"

"Even if his territory has a salt mine, do you know how many Gold Pounds four or five hundred sets of standard armor cost?"

"Unless, besides a salt mine, his territory also has an exploitable iron mine!"