Gron's thinking mode is sometimes very simple, so simple that it is outrageous. This is derived from the ogre blood flowing in his body, which is the unique thinking logic of ogres. In his opinion, he cannot kill people at will and cause trouble, but if he takes action, he will most likely kill someone, so the solution will come naturally. Wouldn't it be better to rescue the target immediately after the attack is over? . It is this kind of outrageous, or laughable, thinking logic that creates a monster with nearly 80% of its internal organs completely exposed, but still strangely alive, a living creature that makes people tremble when they see it. warn.
The bar was silent…
When Gronn's eyes are aimed at someone, that guy will retreat crazily, as if he has fallen into the sight of death. Goron glanced around the ring, and suddenly a large no-man's land suddenly became vacant around him. Even if a war king stood here and walked around with murderous intent, the effect would not be better than this, and even the shock effect would not be better. It far exceeded Goron's own expectations. He was originally prepared to defeat at least half of the people here before he could walk out. Unexpectedly, he just tried his own idea a little and easily solved the trouble in front of him... At least in In Gron's own opinion, the trouble has been perfectly solved by him.
Goron and the woman walked out of the bar without being stopped. However, after a long time, there was still silence in the bar. Everyone's eyes were focused on Mr. Bok who was sitting on the ground. Mr. Bok seemed to have gone crazy. He had an unknown look on his face. With a strange expression of whether he was crying or laughing, his hands kept groping on the ground, grabbing his internal organs that were flowing all over the floor and stuffing them back into his stomach. Then he allowed them to flow out from the big hole in his belly, repeating this seemingly funny process all the time.
finally. One person collapsed and screamed in a woman's shrill, horrified voice. Then he turned around and ran out of the bar. This collapse seemed to be horribly contagious. People screamed one after another, then turned and ran away. Soon there were no more people standing in the bar, and in the end only two or three were left. A real drunkard lying on the table or hiding under the table, already drunk and unconscious. There will be a few of these people in every bar, even if the legions of hell invade. The natural disaster of the undead is very close, and they will not be affected at all, living in a dream of life and death.
But among this group of drunkards, a petite figure suddenly raised her head. Her blurred eyes first swept over the lonely and giggling Pok on the ground, and then turned to look at the door of the bar. After a moment, , the drunkard who finally had a clear head muttered vaguely: "Why, this guy was played badly. Why do I seem to have seen this kind of technique somewhere? Well, let me think about it, by the way... Isn't this the trick that the kid I picked up from the bar was good at? Several kid guys in the training camp were killed by him like this, but he... wasn't he already dead in the Ebb Tide Port and the Volcano? Auntie, is it..." The drunkard suddenly let out an exaggerated burp, and the hooded cloak he was wearing was suddenly flipped over. Then I saw a pair of cute big round ears and a slender pointed tail swinging back and forth in the air.
This drunkard suddenly turned out to be a half-orc girl from the rat tribe, and her nose sniffed the air again. After a while, he began to mutter to himself again: "The smell of wine... The smell of suicide wine really makes me want to die... There is also the smell of gunpowder and... the smell of the fluctuation of shaman's divine power, um... That's right, it is indeed him. This lucky little devil turned out to be He is really still alive, but why doesn't he go back to the circus? Is it really like what those dead ghosts said, that this kid actually came to seek revenge from Fairy Tale? Xiaomi is my strong point. Anyway, let’s go back and report to the team leader first…”
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"How did you do that?" After walking through several narrow alleys, the woman finally couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked the boy next to her.
It's easy to kill someone, but it's a bit weird to do it. Why didn't that unlucky guy feel any pain, and didn't even realize that he had been disemboweled? What kind of secretary is this kid using
Although the dark magic or spiritual magic of some fallen magicians can also achieve this effect, and some undead magic can also have similar effects, the woman has never felt any magic, divine power or fighting spirit from Goron. fluctuation. If she can't even detect it, then it's absolutely certain that what Goron used is definitely not a magic spell known on the mainland, nor is it a special combat skill based on fighting spirit. What he relies on should be his own superb skills that he has achieved over time.
But here comes the question again, who would take the time to study and practice this boring trick of killing without dying, hurting without pain...
The woman originally thought that she had lost all curiosity about battle-related matters, but now it seems that there is obviously something that can arouse her interest.
"It's cooking skills..." Goron answered the woman nonchalantly: "When processing ingredients, in order to ensure the freshness and taste of the ingredients, there needs to be strict control over whether the ingredients need to be bled, the timing of the death of the ingredients, and other factors. , it’s not difficult at all to be able to do this, as long as you practice a lot, you’ll be fine.”
Goron yawned and said, but what he said seemed to be like a sacred book to women, and they could not understand it at all. Although she has the power to press the neck of a giant dragon and make it bow its head, no one in the entire continent dares to say that she is useless. However, the fact is that as a woman, in this feudal and slave system coexisting, In a society where women's status is far lower than that of men, she doesn't know anything about cooking or housework. She doesn't even know the skills of cooking black tea that noble ladies can master. Before this, his understanding of food had been limited to rations that could fill his stomach. But precisely because she didn't understand anything, she had a fascination and an uncontrollable curiosity about the "cooking skills" mentioned by Goron.
"Where are we going?" Goron clapped his mouth and said, "We have to do it anyway, it's not the same everywhere."
"It's different! How can this be the same!" The woman's attention was immediately drawn back, and he shouted angrily: "What on earth are you thinking in the head of this stinky kid? How can such shameful... shameful things be possible? Don’t pick a location. What if someone sees you?”
"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. Anyway, you should find a place as soon as possible." Although he didn't agree with what the woman said at all, especially since Gelong couldn't understand how breeding offspring could be a shameful thing, Gelong Takashi also knows that arguing with others is a stupid and boring thing. If you really need others to accept your point of view, just beat the other party until they no longer question your point of view. This is what an ogre does. style.
In the end, the two finally found a hotel in a very remote location, got the room key from the sleepy boss, and then opened the door...
"I, I need to take a shower first." The woman said with a blushing face. Then without waiting for Goron to respond, he rushed straight into the bathroom.
. Although this hotel is located in a remote location and the business is slow, it is a hotel in Montenegro after all. The quality is not much lower, and the facilities are very complete. The woman stood under the showerhead, enjoying the hot water supply system driven by magic. She let the hot water wash over her perfect body, and the paint on her face was washed away bit by bit. The true face of Imperial Marshal Retusus that no one had ever seen was finally revealed.
"Am I... having an affair? Am I cheating? Am I... betraying Ysera? Did she also... feel the same way when she betrayed me?"
The alcohol is excreted from the body bit by bit along the open pores all over the body. Reason also returned to the brain of the Imperial Marshal bit by bit.
"Am I nervous? How long has it been since I felt like this? Do I really want to do this? If I really take that last step, what will I do next? Do I want to kill him? ?But… "
Retusus' mind has never been so confused, and he is so wise and powerful on the battlefield. The decisive and invincible commander was as frustrated as a young girl preparing to taste the forbidden fruit for the first time.
She took an extra long bath. It seemed that only by hiding in the water could she escape what she was about to face. A choice made by oneself.
"...Is there any point in regretting now? Retusus, what are you still hesitating about? Don't you have to know the reason why Ysera betrayed you? Don't you intend to deny that nonsense? Then, what are you doing? What are you afraid of? What else are you trying to escape from? This is not betrayal... No, no, this is betrayal, but so what, this is revenge for the woman who betrayed her sacred oath and love in advance, no, it is for that woman. The revenge of the female dragon, yes, Retusus, you did nothing wrong..."
With thoughts of self-destruction and a confused mind, Letusus used the last of her drunkenness to rush out of the bathroom naked. However, when her eyes swept across the room, her whole body suddenly went limp, and she collapsed on the ground with a giggle. …
On the comfortable and soft big bed in the house, Goron had also taken off his clothes and lay on it, but he had fallen asleep.
Letusus smiled bitterly and shook his head. An extremely mixed feeling of disappointment and joy came to her heart. After a long time, she stood up and sat on the edge of the bed, quietly watching the person in front of her turn into another person completely. man boy. He was even about the same age as his youngest child. Looking at him, Retusus had a maternal glow on his face.
Goron's hat was thrown aside, and the stains on his face were stained with sweat. Letusus pulled a piece of rag and gently wiped the colorful stains from his face. After a while, A face with a somewhat familiar feeling appeared in front of Retusus.
Looking at this perfect face and the familiar facial features, the expression on Retusus' face began to gradually become cold, and the maternal brilliance disappeared without a trace as if it was an illusion. At this time, even a bit of uncontrollable anger began to flow in the eyes of the Imperial Marshal.
"Sure enough... this appearance... there is definitely a connection between you..." Letusus murmured softly, and the look he looked at Groon already had a bit of undisguised hatred, but a little... The strange thing is that the object of this hatred does not seem to be directed at Gron, but someone else. But one thing is certain, that is, that object must have some inexplicable connection with Gron. Moreover, it does not seem to be a pure coincidence that Retusus would choose Gronn, or even that she would appear near Gronn.
At this moment, Gron, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes looked directly at the eyes of the Imperial Marshal. Facing the supposedly unfamiliar woman in front of him, Gron was not surprised at all. The person who was really frightened was Retusus, because in the next second, her hands were tightly held by Goron, and her whole body was turned over and pushed down by Goron, and she was pressed on the bed. Before Retusus could react, she only felt a hot sting in her lower body, as if her body was pierced by a flaming spear. The severe pain was accompanied by a strange feeling that she had never experienced before. The feeling rushed straight down her tailbone and into her brain. (To be continued...)