Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 2256

Chapter 2256: War Between Good and Evil

Ning Shu couldn’t sleep properly the entire time. When she heard the creak of the door opening, however, Ning Shu pretended to be asleep, even as she felt a gaze scanning her.

While Ning Shu was trying to guess who the person was, she heard Zhao Bo’s voice. He said, “The people of the Sacred Demonic Sect are coming. You need to hurry and leave.” At the same time, he shook Ning Shu’s body.

Ning Shu opened her eyes. She glanced at the sky and saw that it was dark outside.

“They’ve caught up?” Ning Shu quickly got up.

“Yes. Hurry and leave,” Zhao Bo said. “The people of the Sacred Demonic Sect cannot know that I was here. Otherwise, there will be another war between good and evil.”

Ning Shu took Mei Wu and left the residence. Meanwhile, each person from the Zhao Clan Stronghold’s rode their horse and rushed out of the small town, towards the Zhao Clan Stronghold-controlled territory.

This small town was under the jurisdiction of the Sacred Demonic Cult. This was because the areas surrounding where each sect was located were their territory by default.

Regarding Ning Shu, it’d be a surprise if the Sacred Demonic Cult would let go of someone who stole their property on their own turf.

The group of people hurried out of the town with people from the Sacred Demonic Cult hot on their heels.

Zhao Bo led the people of the Zhao Clan Stronghold towards their territory.

They did not take any rest on the road. It seemed that these people had even previously arranged where they’d change their horses.

This way, they gradually got rid of their pursuers from the Sacred Demonic Cult.

Ning Shu cupped her hands in salute toward Zhao Bo and said, “It’s all thanks to Uncle’s attentiveness and foresight that we managed to shake off the pursuers of the demonic sect so quickly.”

Zhao Bo shook his head. “The martial world is sinister. You must prepare for everything and always have backup plans.

“Nephew, sooner or later, this Zhao Clan Stronghold will be handed over to you. In two years, the martial alliance will have a general election. At that time, I hope the leader of the martial alliance will still come from the Zhao Clan Stronghold.”

Ning Shu’s eyes lit up. “Qi Yi understands. Qi Yi will definitely live up to Uncle’s expectations.”

“In the future, you will no longer be called Qi Yi. You will be called Zhao Yi instead.”

“Yes.”

While Zhao Bo and Ning Shu talked, everyone took a short rest to eat some food. Then, they continued to hurry along the road.

The Zhao Clan Stronghold disciples, who were previously very confident and relaxed, now cut a very sorry figure.

After almost ten days on the road, many people in their group had chafed thighs that were bleeding.

Ning Shu herself was not much better.

At the end of the long journey, Ning Shu was in a daze when she saw the gate of the Zhao Clan Stronghold.

Zhao Bo’s hand patted Ning Shu’s shoulder. “It’s good that you’re back now. Make sure to eat properly from now on so you grow tall.”

And this was even after Ning Shu put on special shoes that were meant to make her look a little bit taller.

Ning Shu nodded. “I finally don’t have to be wary of the demonic sect anymore. Those people aren’t human at all. They kill and slaughter without any qualms whatsoever.”

Zhao Bo glanced at Ning Shu’s bundle. “Go take a good rest first. Afterward, I have something to discuss with you.”

“Alright…”

The steward arranged a room for Ning Shu. However, the room was horrible. It was narrow and desolate.

The furniture and furnis.h.i.+ngs were all dilapidated. Ning Shu had no expression on her face.

The steward said to Ning Shu, “This is your room.”

“This is the room?” Ning Shu stared at the steward. “This is the kind of place where the servants would live. Do you know who I am? Why would you arrange such a room for me?”

“I’m simply following the orders of my master.”

“Nonsense.” Ning Shu frowned and kicked the steward out of the room.

The steward fell on his b.u.t.t with a thud.

The steward also knew martial arts, but he never expected that Ning Shu would suddenly attack. He got back up while supporting his waist and pointed at Ning Shu. “You, you…”

“What ‘you, you’!? You’d better get me another room right now, I’m not very good-tempered.” Ning Shu sat on a stool boldly. “After all that I’ve contributed, this is the type of room you give me?”

The steward clutched his chest, gave a cold snort, and left with his tail between his legs.

Translator: Take

Editor: Ran

Translator: Kaho