Chapter 162

Chapter 162

Letting out a long sigh as she slumped at her table, Yuzhen wistfully gazed out the window. Moonlight reflected off the lake and illuminated the night scene, the titular three trees of Sanshu visible off in the distances. Titans towering above the forest canopy, they stood out against the horizon while fireflies flit about like tiny stars come down to visit the lake-shore. The second story of a quaint little restaurant, shed commandeered the entire building for her personal use, falling in love with the view from the private room after a single meal.

Oh how she wished to be out there among the trees, riding about without a care in the world instead of stuck here going through massive pile of missives, dispatches, demands and ultimatums by the light of a single candle. If not for the proximity to Sanshu City, she might have offered to buy the cozy little building for herself, a place to live after her... retirement. The second floor could easily be converted into a spacious living area while continuing to operate the restaurant on the first floor, not a bad life for herself. A shame she didnt know the first thing about cooking or owning a restaurant, but shed have plenty of time to learn. At thirty-eight years young, she wasnt even a tenth of the way through her natural lifespan, and a steady source of income would eventually be needed. As a cover for her virtuous bandit activities...

Shaking herself from her wild fantasies, she scolded herself for getting distracted. Though she had no intention of spending her long life buried beneath mountains of paperwork, until such a time when freedom could be found, this work was her life. Failure here was unacceptable, not after all her old man had risked to get her this far. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and massaged her temples, preparing to refocus her attentions back to her duties.

Headache, my beauty? Lucky for you, Ive the perfect remedy, good company and good drink.

Starting in her seat, Yuzhen reached for her sword before catching herself, fixing the intruder with her fiercest glare. Unperturbed by her best efforts, Gerel leaned back in his chair across from her and matched her stare with his striking, amber eyes, a self-satisfied smile pasted across his irritatingly handsome face. Too bad he insisted on shaving his head bald, hed look better with a full head of hair. I told you to stop doing that. Mothers tits, I almost screamed for my guards, youre sneakier than an accursed Wraith.

With a lazy shrug, Gerels smile turned wry. Ive no choice, youre the one who wants to keep our little trysts private. A hint of complaint surfaced in his tone there, his views already made clear on the matter. How else am I to meet with you if not through stealth and deceit?

Ignoring his hurt tone, she gave up on her ice-queen persona and relaxed. Youre sure you werent seen? Not even by my guards?

Feigning injury, he rolled his eyes. You underestimate me. If youre so concerned, say the word and Ill replace your guards with my people while disposing of those clumsy spies keeping an eye on you. Then I'll be free to come and go without worry, what say you?

Fighting to keep her smile hidden, she looked away and rummaged through her paperwork. Maddening, he had no right to smile so sweetly. Ive told you, theyd only be replaced by better spies. Easier to let them run free and find what scraps I leave for them, allowing me control over what they report to their superiors.

Bah. Spy craft and diplomacy, I havent the stomach for it. Taking advantage of her distraction, he plucked a letter from the table and fended off her hands as she lunged to retrieve it. Skimming through the letters contents in seconds, he raised a single eyebrow in question. Whats this? A love letter, detailing how this Chao Yong would like to display his affection for you. Eyes narrowing, his smile turned dangerous and savage, a transformation which set her loins afire. Control yourself woman, dont go losing yourself to lust just yet, theres work to be done. A rival? Should I challenge him to a duel in your honour and slit his throat? Would this please you, my beauty?

Giving up on the document, she crossed her arms and pouted. Love letter my ass, you know well enough its an open threat. Dont you dare go challenging him, he has many distinguished duelists in his employ and Ill not have your pretty face ruined by scarring.

With a mock bow, Gerel returned the letter with both hands. As you command my love, though I fear you sorely underestimate my prowess, both in combat and in recovery. Gesturing at the piles of papers, he tilted his head and asked, Curiosity consumes me, how many other rivals do I have?

She replied with a snort. Countless, so you best come up with a poem or verse to win me back before I lose interest in you.Updated from novelbIn.(c)om

A ravishing beauty whom I hope to embrace, cherishing the feel of her bountiful chest, like two moons grown full in summers--

Waving him off as she laughed, his terrible lyric had her in stitches. Stop, stop, I misspoke. Forgive me, I beg you, never again. Laughing together, they sat in silence for several heartbeats before she shook her head and sighed. As much as I enjoy your company, Ive no time for you today. Ive plenty of work to do deflecting and soothing worries from across the province.

Oh? Detecting a note of jealously, she thought to use a recurring joke of theirs. Sitting up with an innocent, pensive frown, she gave her best performance. Hes already betrothed? And here I was thinking of seducing him for myself. You know how I enjoy younger men and youre getting a little long in the tooth for my tastes.

Eagerly waiting for his anger to surface as she watched him jerk at her words, she knew shed wounded his pride. Now for him to grab her by the arms and shake her, maybe ripping her clothes as he yells and calls her names. Hed been too relaxed and comfortable around her of late, and though she enjoyed his company, she missed the fiery passion and ardour of their early relationship. Now for a small, token struggle before giving in to his primal lust, devolving into a passionate lovemaking session as he worked to mend his pride, to dominate her and make her his.

Instead, she was treated to Gerels stony silence and saddened gaze as he stared hurtfully at her, her heart twisting at the sight. Where was his anger? Where was his lust? Shed told this same joke many times before using the stuck up brats at the Bridge and his response was always the same, so what was different today? Had he tired of her, believing it no longer worth his efforts? Awkward silence hung between them as they sat still, the sole candle choosing this inopportune time to extinguish. The darkness helped ease things, but not by much; she could still make out his eyes in the moonlight. His voice drawled out, heavy and pained. Do you truly feel that way?

No. Her answer was instantaneous, and she felt the tension disperse as he audible sighed. What was happening? Things were supposed to be light and fun between them, two adults enjoying each others company without strings to bind them. This was getting... serious.

The mood was dead and beyond saving, so after an awkward farewell, Gerel slipped out the window unseen. Confused and scared, she lit another candle and returned to work. What she needed was a distraction, in more ways than one. Something to draw attention away from the lack of scarcity at the Bridge. Perhaps it was time to call off the Militia and allow Council shipments to make their way to Shen Yun unmolested, for a short time at least. In the meantime, she could chase the Militia through the forest for a few weeks, maybe even hang the Hangman Jorani and a few of his lieutenants, like Mongrel Kabi, Light-Fingered Yu and Ulfsaar the Voracious. How that last one ended up working under Jorani was a mystery, an upstart, Aura-capable bandit with a twenty gold bounty, hed terrorized Sanshu for the past two years with his band of capable warriors. A few dead bandits to hang on her belt, and shed come out of the situation a hero of the citizens, though not much would change for her, politically speaking.

Drawing up her plans, she worked until exhaustion and alcohol overcame her, waking alone and frustrated the next morning. Barely taking the time to fix her appearance, she strode out of her tent and found Gerel waiting for her. Inwardly panicking, she prayed to the Mother that he didnt make a scene in full view of her command and cursed her laziness. Hoping he would take the hint, she frowned and spoke in a cordial, yet distant tone. How can I help you Senior Captain Gerel?

Showing no emotion as he saluted, Gerel answered, We should speak in private.

Stepping back inside her tent, she stood still as her stomach flopped about and motioned for him to speak. Is this a personal meeting?

No. The instantaneous reply left her both relieved and annoyed. Why didnt he want to talk about their private matters? I received word from Rain. Hes alive and with our friends in the west. Thank the Mother hed been found, that was one burden off her shoulders. Just as she relaxed, his next words sent her into shock. Unfortunately, he sends news of a Defiled outbreak on the western shores of Treasures Lake, including first-hand confirmation of a newly turned Demon.

All thoughts of personal relationships disappeared as her insides twisted into a knot. Staggering to find a seat, she spent the next hour going over every detail with Gerel before sending him away to prepare. Shed asked for a distraction but this was too much. After a month of steady sailing, the troubles were piling on with a vengeance. Her first command, already rife with contrived plots and political intrigue, had now become a thing of nightmares. Her hands trembled as she wrote the coded message, reading each copy time and time again to ensure there was no mistake before sealing it with her stamp. So few words, yet so heavy a message.

With a heavy heart and by the power granted to me by Shing Du Yi, Marshal of the North, I, Major Shing Yuzhen of the Society, declare a state of emergency in the cities of Sanshu, Jiu Lang, Shen Yun, and Ping Yao. Each city is to send no less than three thousand soldiers capable of proving their purity before the eyes of the Mother. Secrecy is of the utmost importance, disobedience punishable by summary execution, without trial.

After sealing the last copy, she handed them to her aide with instructions to deliver them to the nearest outpost himself. Recalling all her forces, including the Warrant Officers to the Northeast, she gave orders for them to march west and set a perimeter. Returning to her tent to wait, she sat in her chair and cupped her face, bracing herself for the slaughter to come.

A Purge.

Over ten-thousand innocent souls to be butchered at her command, all for the greater good.

Forgive me my sins Mother and have mercy on my soul.

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