Chapter 296

Slowly a large caravan of carts with large metal vaults on the back were shipped through the large portal before being taken to the Western Plane that is occupied by purchase Slaves.

They slowly travelled through the pathways before reaching close to the core. When the Caravan finally arrived the two captains saw a giant black gate blocking a hole into a mountain.

Quickly the gate was pushed open when the Caravan arrived, revealing a large interior. There were thousands of Blacksmithing stations with sets of armour being hung up at all times.

People hurried back and forth carrying ores and axes and large flames burst out of the ground.

The only sound that spread was the rhythmic hitting of hammers on metal.

In fact this is only the most basic source of Armour for the family. It can't produce anything better than ordinary equipment. But it was enough for now. After all this is an unbelievable thing to own even as a Rank C organisation!

As for the inconvenience of travelling between different Planes? Samuel actually hoped to solve that eventually.

Either by finding a Plane large enough to house all the important facilities needed, or by purchasing his own Small World.

Don't underestimate this Small World that can be bought in the System Store for 100,000,000 Points.

Just the starting size is hundreds of times larger than all of the territories owned by the Lanford Family right now!

But that is definitely a long way away. For now, it is safer and easier to spread out these facilities across multiple Planes. After all they are all under the Lanford Families control.

And Samuel still remembers the old saying 'never put all your eggs in one basket.'

After the Caravan entered the giant forging facilities they were instructed to drop off the Tungsten before they were sent to waiting rooms.

''Captain didn't the young master tell us to produce these sets of armour urgently?''

A warrior dressed in a Caravan uniform anxiously spoke to their captain. They didn't expect that their armour wouldn't even be produced yet!

But before the Captain could answer a gruff voice came from the entrance.

''We received an order from the Family Head. She has requested 200,000 Sets of uniform equipment and has provided us with 50,000 Spiritual Crystals worth of funds.''

The gruff voice stunned the two caravan guards.

''Quick report it to the young master.''

The Captain showed a slightly stern look and a caravan guard quickly scurried out.

That's right! Lily used 50,000 Spiritual Crystals to arm her soldiers with complete sets of Mythril. Although the family has a Mythril Mine, the amount of ores coming out is minimal due to its difficulty in mining.

Instead Lily opted to purchase a lot all at once from Alchemy City in preparation for the Plane Invasion.

Now she just hopes that it will be prepared in time.

Since then, a year has passed.

Very little has changed in a single year. If there is one notable thing it is the rising conflicts with the HiveTriad.

With the sudden loss of wealth caused by the death of the HouseKeeper, the large dreams the HiveTriad had were lost quickly.

Not to mention the massive drop in profits caused by Lily's interruptions!

However the Old Head of the force wasn't willing to accept this loss. He just got promoted to High Rank 3 and the most talented descendant was killed in the battle for the inheritance.

Without many other choices and unable to find the blackhand behind the scenes of all the interruptions if there is one, the Old Head returned his attention to the Dog of War Organisation.

Their wealth is known to be quite numerous and they are known as the strongest force below Rank D organisations in the local area.

But there is normally a significant difference between Rank D organisations and Rank E ones so the Old Head wanted to wipe them out and take the wealth equivalent to a Rank D Organisation from a weak force!

Within a deep cobblestone room within the HiveTriad Compound a slightly old man but still maintaining a youthful look was sat cross legged on a futon.

In front of him the current head of the HiveTriad Force was kneeling on the ground.

''Father, we have found that the Dog of War Organisation has frequent contact with a few forces but most of them are Rank F and very few are Rank E. And the extent of the contact are political marriages or trades.''

''If we were to take action I believe that there is no one that is qualified to stop us.''

The Old head though slightly before nodding.

''Try to find out the extent of their forces before we take action. We don't want to be caught unprepared.''

After the Old Head ordered such a move. Lily began to notice that the number of spies around had tripled!

And Lily wasn't the only one to notice.

Within FieldView City, on the top floor of a giant Skyscraper within the SeaLife Organisation compound, Dean was kneeling in front of an old man with a long white beard.

He was the ancestor of the SeaLife organisation and also a High Rank 3 Warrior.

One small realm higher than Dean's father, the current head.

''Grandfather, recently there have been a lot more spies from the HiveTriad Organisation entering the city. It is likely that they want to get involved now that the old man has been promoted.''

Dean looked slightly nervous. Although the SeaLife Organisation is definitely strong, it really can't compare to the HiveTriad force after they occupied an entire City.

And they know a bit more than others. The HiveTriad Force actually has more than two High Rank 3 Warriors! Their inheritance is many years longer than the SeaLife Organisation and god knows how many heads they have had!

So their background is unimaginable.

Although the SeaLife Organisation also has their own hidden cards, it is difficult to tell who would win.

''You don't have to worry about it. Some mysterious force is targeting them. They have been financially struggling for a long time now. It is most likely a desperate attempt to gain some money.''

''But I suspect that they are underestimating the Dogs of War.''

The old man showed a calm look as he sipped some tea.