Chapter 498: 421

The clay model on display was a perfect replica of Fang Hao, who was standing in the middle of the hall.

“Sir, it’s ready. Are you satisfied with the model?”

The clay model in Grey’s hands was a small sample.

It was a miniature version used before the creation of the full-sized clay sculpture.

Any necessary adjustments were made on the small sample, with the final product only being made once everything was assuredly correct.

Upon hearing that Grey had finished, Fang Hao kindly approached.

Looking at the clay model, he nodded approvingly.

“Not bad. Proceed with this design,” Fang Hao confidently finalised the plan.

“Very well, sir. I will acquire the necessary materials tonight and officially begin work tomorrow,” replied Grey.

“That’s fine, plan accordingly. Remember, the statue should be placed in the temple and not collide with other statues during transport,” Fang Hao reiterated.

Currently, there were four statues placed in the temple.

Ever since witnessing the power of the quasi-god, Fang Hao no longer dared to take divine matters lightly.

Although he speculated that gods couldn’t directly interfere in worldly matters, it was always better to be safe than sorry.

Everything should be handled with caution.

In his domain, they still relied on benefactions from the gods, and it would provide no benefit to offend them.

Nonetheless, he wasn’t bothered about setting up a statue of the king.

Since the buildings possessed such an ability, they would follow the laws of this world.

There should be no issue in offending the gods.

“Understood, sir,” acknowledged Grey, holding the clay sample as he stepped out of the hall.

After sending Grey away, Fang Hao soaked in a hot spring before returning to his room for rest.

…

Meanwhile.

Inside a basement in Lyss City.

Dimly lit by a dangling Nightstone lamp that gently swayed from the ceiling,

and elongating the shadows of those present.

Around a round table stood hooded figures draped in black, cloaked individuals.

They were the faceless of Lyss City.

One of them broke the silence, commenting,” Speak up. Why have you summoned us? I utterly dislike being targeted by that lady from the city lord’s mansion.”

This retort was not well received, as it became evident that this meeting was unwanted.

The rest acquiesced with the speaker’s resentment.

The faceless of Lyss City had become universally detested.

They led fearful lives, behaving cautiously within the city.

The culprit of this crisis was the indomitable Rebecca of the city lord’s mansion, who scrutinised and oppressed the faceless relentlessly.

No one knew whether they would be next; their home searched, and recklessly thrown into detention.

Hence, they tread carefully.

The lead faceless didn’t refute nor explain anything in response to the adverse comments,

but instead straightforwardly declared, “I would like to introduce you all to the newly arrived Chief Steward, Adeline.”

As his words faded, crisp footsteps echoed from the basement corridor.

A beautiful and sophisticated lady soon emerged from the dim shadows, striding with an alluring sway.

She serenely positioned herself before the round table.

The other faceless were slightly taken aback by the appearance of the woman.

This was because she was not wearing the typical black robe with a hood, only a golden silk veil that covered her face.

She was genuinely attractive.

Her golden, curly locks of hair cascaded onto her chest. Her ripe thighs were revealed through the high slit dress, which was tightly wrapped around her voluptuous buttocks.

This kind of outfit was exclusively sold at the Bone Textile Store in Lyss City.

The woman held a crystal ball, placing it on the table.

A fortune teller?

These swindlers were quite common in taverns.

“This is Lady Adeline, who just arrived here. From now on, she will be assigning tasks to us,” the leading cloak figure reintroduced her.

A Chief Steward of the faceless held a prominent rank and status within the organisation.

Upon reaching any city, they would immediately take command.

“Lady Adeline,” recovering from the initial surprise of her beauty, everyone respectfully greeted her.

Adeline greeted back with an enchanting smile, “Hmm, my presence here is to help everyone navigate out of this predicament, and at the same time use this opportunity to acquire control over Lyss City.”

This…

The faceless looked at each other in unease.

Commanding control of Lyss City would sound impossible for anyone familiar with the city’s affairs.

“Lady Adeline, the lady from the City Lord’s Mansion also holds significant powers. Seizing control won’t be easy,” a faceless figure gently reminded in a low tone.

Adeline responded with a smile, “As long as the woman you mentioned dies, the powers will naturally fall into our hands. Soon, the resource allocation of this city will be rewritten. Everyone’s wealth will reach unprecedented heights.”

Kill Rebecca?

Only those unfamiliar with city affairs would dare utter such words.

Rebecca controlled the city’s power centre and the military command.

This wasn’t as simple as just killing her.

If it were so easy, Rebecca wouldn’t have survived until now.

“Lady Adeline, this is…”

A faceless attempted to speak, but Adeline interrupted him once again.

“I know what you want to say, but I am already prepared,” Adeline turned to the faceless at her side, questioning, “Lord Aubrey, if Rebecca dies, can you stabilise the government?”

The faceless figure next to her didn’t hesitate and pulled back his hood.

To everyone’s surprise, it revealed a familiar face, that of the city lord of Lyss City, Aubrey.