"yawn-"
When Lorgar crawled out of the warm bed, there was still a slight pain in his head. She smacking her lips, the aftertaste of strawberry liquor still lingered between her lips and teeth.
It looks like... I drank too much again.
"Oh wow..."
She couldn't help but let out a low whimper from her throat.
This state has continued for more than a week since he returned from the expedition.
The "culprit" was naturally the Chief Chief Roland Wimbledon.
All the witches who participated in the battle received a generous reward, ranging from dozens of banknotes to more than a hundred. As a frontline fighter, she also received thirty-five rewards, which is almost one hundred in terms of golden dragons.
Rewards after the war are commonplace. Mojin warriors are willing to fight for their lives in sacred duels. In addition to showing their bravery and glory, they are also trying to win more rewards. It is difficult for a desert with poor resources to nourish everyone. If you want to live a better life, something like this Competition is everywhere.
However, the attitude of everyone in the Witch League towards rewards is completely different.
After the study in the evening, there is always a lively atmosphere in the castle hall.
With a surplus in their pockets, their greatest joy is to take out the paper money, exchange all kinds of food to the kitchen, and then share it with everyone. In particular, Andrea, not only has the most rewards, but is also very good at organizing banquets. This trend can even be said to be driven by her.
I have to say that these beautiful pieces of paper seem to contain a magical power, and there is absolutely no pressure to spend them. Only when Lorgar did the conversion after the event did he realize that the sum of everyone's expenses for one night was really amazing.
But this kind of activity can't stop...
It was the first time that the wolf girl felt such close contact between her peers. After she decided to join the Witch League, she was quickly recognized and accepted by everyone. Such trust even made her a little flattered. Although the witches born in the Mojin people are called goddesses and are respected by most ethnic groups, there is very little deep friendship between goddesses. After all, they are sharp knives of various races competing for status, not to mention eating and drinking together, they will be vigilant even when they meet.
Of course, although everyone has spare money, it is quite difficult to drink Chaos drinks to the fullest, so Andrea also came up with several card guessing games. To use the ability, you can only participate with the divine stone in your hand—
Then she became like this.
Is your luck really so bad? Lorgar naturally wouldn't admit it, so it was all the Warchief's fault.
If he hadn't come up with such a paper currency reward, but given out golden dragons like before, she wouldn't believe that everyone would be so generous and use it up right away!
No, it can't go on like this.
The wolf girl patted her cheek.
Don't forget that you are here to hone the way of the samurai, and if you indulge yourself like this, your skills will be wasted!
She had never seen those witches of God's Punishment celebrate like this. No matter when they were, they were so solemn and calm. This is the outstanding warrior that has been tempered for a long time!
Luo Jia took a deep breath, put on a sweater, turned over and got out of bed, intending to go to the third frontier city after washing up.
Everyone there is very skilled, since they are not allowed to go out of the city alone, it is also a good choice to ask them to learn from each other.
As soon as she walked out of the bedroom, she noticed half a piece of parchment tucked under the crack of the living room door.
After joining the Witch League, she also moved to the Witch Building in the Castle District and lived with Sharon, but the latter usually only slept here when necessary, so she was the only one in the room most of the time.
So this is something for her
Lorgar pulled out the paper curiously, and found that it was actually a letter. When he opened the seal, what caught his eye was his father's familiar handwriting.
"My daughter, how is your life in Neverwinter? No one bullies you, right?"
Without the cumbersome opening and wording of Beiguo's documents, the handwriting is still incomparably scribbled, but in an instant, she can smell a hint of desert.
She couldn't help wagging her tail.
Although Lorgar had already made up her mind when she parted, and didn't think she still needed the care of her family, she still felt a warmth from the bottom of her heart when she saw this sentence.
"How is it possible, do you think I'm a three-year-old child?" she muttered.
"Ha, I want to ask this again for nothing, because you are Lorgar Burning, the third princess of the Crazy Flame Clan. Only you bully others, no one else bullies you, right?"
"The members of the clan have now moved from the Iron Sand City to the Clear Water Port, and have been allocated a good piece of land close to the river beach. Although I don't know how the Great Chief treats you, at least here, he has not broken his promise. The promises in the sacred duel are basically there. In practice, as long as you find a job, you will not be afraid of starvation, so more and more tribes have moved in, and there have been many conflicts over the competition for resources.”
"However, those Northern Kingdoms and the Queen of Clear Water have different practices. They strictly forbid private fights and resolutely use the Northern Kingdom's laws to solve problems. The efficiency is a bit low, but at least we don't have to worry about being treated as consumables. There are also many sand people who recognize this. , so the order is not bad.”
"In addition to rebuilding the clear water port, the tribe also reclaimed a lot of farmland on the outskirts of the city and planted the wheat that was transported through the inland river. Zuolongling sent several groups of people to teach us how to dig trenches, fertilize and harvest. It has to be said that the North Country It's so easy for people to fill their stomachs, the food we worked so hard to collect from the oasis, they can easily grow it, and it's several times more than us. Now everyone lives almost like the Northlanders, I'm not saying it's not good, but you don't have to hunt those cunning prey, hone your will and strength, you always feel that something is missing... My daughter, what can you do?"
"You should ask Big Brother these questions," Lorgar pouted, then scrolled down.
"After talking about this, it's time to talk about you. If... I mean in case, if the warchief treats you well, you might as well find a chance to show him your intention to serve. I heard that the Northland Nobles like many things, maybe he is that kind of…”
The wolf girl rolled her eyes immediately.
"Okay, put your claws away, I'm just talking casually. Compared to this, I actually want to know how advanced your skills are? Have you encountered such a terrible enemy? Compared to the one you just left. At that time, you should have made great progress, right? But remember, don’t be impatient and blind at any time, and never forget the path you are pursuing.”
Seeing this passage, Lorgar only felt her cheeks get hot, and she was so embarrassed that she almost wanted to bury her head.
The devil did meet, and a war broke out with them, but her role was basically zero. She thought that the front line was the first contact with the enemy, but she didn't expect that the opponent could not get close to the position within 300 meters at all. Except for being disgraced by a strange stone pillar, she did not even see the enemy's face.
Knowing this was the case, she would never choose to stay on the front line - anyway, the artillery camp in the rear had a fight.
In addition, the special firearm that the Great Chief made for her is also very unaccustomed to use. Constantly growing, it is difficult to associate it with a martial art.
Plus the thought of post-war indulgence made Lorgar even more guilty.
If it wasn't for a short paragraph at the end of the letter, she almost wanted to run to the third frontier city.
However, this last part made the wolf girl frown.
"By the way, there is still a little trouble. I heard that the iron sand city is not very stable recently, and the big clan that has not moved out seems to be very dissatisfied with the large number of sand people leaving the Yinchuan Oasis, but the specific situation is not clear. As for It's up to you to tell the warchief whether or not to tell it. If he scolds you too much for your appearance, it's normal for him to suffer a little, isn't it?"
This question requires little hesitation.
Lorgar put away the letter, pushed open the door, and was about to go to the castle first when she saw Wendy appearing at one end of the corridor.
She hurried forward and saluted, "Can you take me to see His Majesty? I have something important to tell him."
"So coincidental?" Wendy blinked and chuckled, "It just so happens that His Majesty wants to see you too, come with me."