Karnaman looked sad and intoxicated: "The wine that day was the best wine I've ever had in my life."
Xu Jun: "..." He's also drunk, Kanaman, you are so unpromising, your brother is still watching!
But thinking about how Tina looked like before, I also feel that this is a family entering a family, brothers and brothers are like this, no one should laugh at anyone else.
Tina tugged at Kanaman's pants, and Kanaman woke up from the aftertaste of fine wine. He was so angry, he didn't want to appear so unpromising, but their orcs were born not to refuse temptation.
The race of orcs is inherently poor at this point. They are too easily mobilized by instinct and desire. Maybe it's because they all evolved from rude beasts, the reason of the orcs is a joke.
Xu Jun shook his head secretly in his heart: "It's really not good to be so unpromising, the quality of the orcs here is really—"
The Demon King Rosienke also got drunk, and I thought to myself, are you very promising? Thinking about money, rewards, and girls every day will make you feel superior to the orcs
There was no other way, Xu Jun had to continue to guide Canaman, this guy felt a little ashamed after being drunk with the fine wine, so he glared fiercely at the humans present. Behind him is a large group of little brothers and sisters, all of them are orcs of the sand leopard clan, as well as men and women, it seems that gender is not a problem for orcs. Whether it is a sand leopard man or a sand leopard girl, they are quite similar to Cana, and they even lose their souls when they hear the wine.
One after another in the air, full of the sound of drooling.
Karna's face was red, and Tina lowered his head and showed no face. Although the orcs like to rely on their instincts, they are not so frustrated usually, mainly because everyone is hungry. Cana is very clear that in order to rescue Tina as soon as possible, they have been running on the road for two whole days, two days and two nights, just drink some water and eat some dry food, because they are afraid that Tina will be sold later.
It is said that the traffickers all have their own tricks. They are not scattered, but have a one-stop sales channel. They will never abduct some children aimlessly, but whatever they do, they can definitely sell it. They even "do business" after they have already found a customer, and basically make sure that they are on the right track.
And this kind of person is very cunning, very good at disguising, and the appearance of a good man makes people unguarded. If not, maybe Tina won't be caught...
Guilt and panic were biting the orcs of the sand leopard clan, and the sand leopard clan who followed Karnaman in the past two days almost galloped in a self-abuse way.
- Humans will laugh at them.
Humans have never looked down on them very much, and now... they themselves look down on themselves a little bit.
Karnaman, and all the orcs present, heard the human warrior who they regarded as a human trafficker, the man who seemed to be Xu Jun, and sighed softly: "Let's go, let's go eat something first. "
Good man! ! ! —Three big words sparkling in the minds of the orcs immediately!
However, ahem... Kanaman raised his head and struggled hard against his arrogant self-esteem. He almost stared at Xu Jun.
After a long while, "...do you pay?"
The corners of Xu Jun's mouth twitched: "Okay, I'll pay for a treat, so now can you think about the abduction and trafficking of Tina?"
Kanaman: "Okay, I'll just think about it!"
- What's the point of you (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻!!!
The city lord of the Wasteland City and the commander of the guards finally took the two half-dead orcs down the city wall, and let the surviving soldiers carry the bodies of their comrades. After the fierce battle, death became even heavier. It seemed that the things that had been forgotten suddenly awakened people, woke up from a bloody dream, and sank into a sadder reality.
The city owner sighed. He also came from this age. Young people are always passionate and always like to dream. Whatever kills the enemy must fly to the sky or make contributions on the battlefield to reach the pinnacle of life, but when he wakes up one day, he suddenly thinks, While killing tens of thousands of enemies, he may have also killed tens of thousands of comrades in arms, and he has reached the pinnacle of his life, stepping on the corpses of countless soldiers.
After seeing this clearly, the city lord of Wasteland City suddenly matured. At that time, he was only thirty years old, but he seemed to be getting old all of a sudden. Before that, he was a greedy officer and a subordinate with a very utilitarian intention. After that, he became gentler and began to benefit more for his younger brothers. He didn't have so many ambitions anymore. His dream was to become the Marshal of the Snow Blade Kingdom, but now he just wanted to be able to guard one side. Later, he was assigned to the Wasteland City. Time has changed, and now the Wasteland City has become an independent city. He also became the lord of the Wasteland City.
He wants to protect this simple and prosperous, savage and cunning city.
But just one serious attack by the orc bandit group killed so many soldiers.
And because he was injured when he was young, he can't fight like he used to now.
"...Go and find out the identities and families of these soldiers, give them more pensions, and see who is in more trouble. If there are old people and children, they can help." He said with a sigh, crawling tiredly. on the face.
But - "Alan, let me first go to the warrior who came to help and the brave monk, we really have to thank them." The wasteland city lord Deca Maines closed After opening his eyes, he quickly opened them again, and he regained his normal look. It was not yet time to rest.
"Yes, Lord Dika." Alan, the commander of his Guard Corps, also pursed his lips slightly, and he felt very relieved when he saw the Lord of the Wasteland City cheering up.
Lord Deckard is really important to Wasteland City.
That's why, as the lord of a city, he had to go to the city wall before... Allen, the commander of the Guard Corps, gritted his teeth, thinking how sick you are, the lord of the city!
The kind warrior left with a monk and a gentleman who seemed to be a holy knight. As for the group of sand leopard orcs who followed them, the city lord thought this matter was very strange. It seemed that the warrior was suspected. He abducted and sold the cub of the sand leopard clan, and finally found that the cub was indeed in his hands, but was temporarily fostered by Mr. Holy Knight.
Tsk, your circle is really messed up, I don't know what this is trying to do.
Wasteland City and the Orcs on the Underbog have always had a friendly relationship. Although they pitted each other in disaster years, everyone still wanted to stick together in peaceful times. So if that soldier really kidnapped the sand leopard cub... The big deal is to persuade him to let the child go first, and then he will pay for the soldier to buy two more kittens!
In a word, it is to calm the anger of the Sand Leopards, and not let the people who have helped the wasteland city suffer. The city owner thinks in his heart that after this war, there are still monster traders or slave traders in the city who dare to stay. It's still pretty good, I should be able to find it...
If the warrior does not agree to the exchange and must rob the sand leopard clan, it is of course better to cooperate with the sand leopard clan to grab the child from a long-term perspective, but the warrior is very strong and has rich fighting experience. Can he beat others? a question.
Not to mention that if the family has a background, what kind of big family is the child, it will be even more finished _(:зゝ∠)_
The Lord of the City was heartbroken.
Alan, the commander of the Guard Corps, had a trembling voice and pointed in a certain direction: "Lord Dika... Lord City Lord, what do you think that is?"
Looking down his fingers, Lord City Lord saw that around a roadside barbecue stall that had not yet run away, there were a group of beastmen who were eating and drinking and... the former kind-hearted warriors and monks and holy knights. gentlemen.
"Woooooo good man, I'm really sorry for you before!" "This is delicious! Ooooooooo this is delicious too!" "Boss, have some wine!"
↑The sand leopard clan orcs mixed with a few humans, and the warrior Lord, who was worried by the city lord for a long time, was among them. It was very easy to chat and laugh with them.
Lord of the Wasteland City: Mom, this warrior is poisonous! It turned out that his target was not a single sand leopard cub, but the entire sand leopard clan!
This, what is this... The goal is lofty!
But, but the grilled meat tastes so good! To smell this scent after a big fight is masochism! The Lord of the City lined up the commander of the Guard Corps and squeezed into the crowd: "Boss, I will come here too!"
Xu Jun said in his heart! Is this because you saw me treating guests to a meal? !
#So, from this day onwards, the head of the Guard Corps began to focus on food hygiene and safety issues at roadside stalls in Wasteland City#
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"The breath of His Majesty the Demon King... disappeared?"
The lord of the abyss nodded, looking at the lord of the icefield who was usually paralyzed and pretending to be cold, but now showed a shocked and unbelievable expression, I thought that you guys also have such down-to-earth times →_→
If it is normal, he will definitely complain about the icefield lord. For example, you, the flower of the high mountain, don't show the expression of me and other mortals After thinking so much, I just held the hand of the icefield lord solemnly: "Yes, so I'm going to see what's going on, then the northern coalition will be handed over to you..."
The Icefield Lord slapped the Abyss Lord's claws away with a slap. He was handsome and pale, and his facial features were refined to the point of being mean. He and the seemingly heartless Abyss Lord were two extremes.
A red mark of being held appeared on the back of the equally pale hand.
"The whereabouts of His Majesty the Demon King will not bother you. You should guard the north."
It is too shameless to actually want to use this method to hand over the big booth of the Northern Allied Forces to me. The icefield lord is cold on the outside and complains in his heart. If it was tens of thousands of years ago, he might still believe it, now? After being coaxed so many times, is he stupid to believe this guy again
Anyway, His Majesty the Demon King can't really die, this should just be a false alarm.
With this mentality in mind, the Icefield Lord, who arrived all the way to the hot hell in the south, finally smelled a hint of His Majesty's breath, pulled away the soil and saw a corpse.
He looked again at the wooden tablet in front of the mound, which read: "There is no set of rose silk underwear buried here."
"..." The Icefield Lord, suspiciously, fell silent.
The author has something to say: Xu Jun: So I can't just give up the silk underwear of Lord Demon King, because I may have a poor day in the future. On that day, I can come and dig out the clothes and sell them, so that this silk Underwear is my savings.
Demon Lord Rosienke: ... What is the Demon Lord to you
Xu Jun: The Demon King is me... the model of the clothes!
Demon King Rosienke: Nima! What about the good enemy? !