Blood tax

Chapter 272 It's decided, Sidious, I will respectfully call you...

The guest room of Chestnut Karl Stew Tavern is a two-story basement, very simple, without any decoration or furnishings.But it was spacious, clean, and airy, with furs and straw on the floor.The Flint tribe trades with humans all the year round and pays great attention to many details.In such an orderly place, you can still find bathrooms and lavatories supplied with well water, and you can still rest well if you pay for it.

Griffith took care of himself and sat on a pile of hay, rubbing the bone ring:
"Minos, if fighting breaks out, how much time do you need to assemble your troops?"

The Bone Ring responded to him: "Minos detects that there is a large amount of living matter nearby, which can create an army. Minos suggests pre-injecting energy, and making small-scale troops on standby. Minos can arrange them to perform simple and repetitive tasks. , awaiting your further orders."

"What about the distance?"

"Under the current conditions, troops within a range of no more than 5000 meters will strictly implement Minos and your instructions. If they exceed this range, they may lose control and be attracted by flesh and blood for hunting."

Griffith thought for a while, and asked Minos to create some living corpses to lurk, and then he asked another question:
"Is the Lord of the Rings of the Blood Warrior and Shadow Priest also made by Mister Hermit? How much do you know? What ability?"

"Minos doesn't know the abilities of Ruche and Zultila, but he can be sure that the abilities of each Lord of the Rings are completely different, and they are all created by Mister Hermit."

Mr. Hermit created these nine Lord of the Rings and bestowed different powers on the participants. Each of them probably possessed extraordinary powers in different ways...

Griffith leaned against the wall, thinking.Minos, the bone ring, was obtained by him by chance. The five people who entered the sewer to fight that day may all be within Mr. Hermit's prediction range, and anyone who got it was the expected result.Since then, the bone ring has relied on the continuous absorption of source matter and materials to regain power, which can only be regarded as the usage fee that must be paid to use the ring.

Mr. Hermit and Minos did not claim the price of getting the value itself, as if it was free.

Free must be the most expensive.

Griffith is wary, but now he cannot do without the assistance of Minos.In a series of adventures, if there were no frost, blood, and necromantic runes, he would have... no, if there were no Minos, Griffith would have called a curtain call in the battle of Baron Anselm.

Griffith had bad thoughts one by one.

Even after leaving the cruel front line, the seemingly safe rear layer after layer of conspiracy and cruelty has not diminished in the slightest.If I don't have the bone ring, I can't leave the Whispering Forest alive, so what will happen to Galadia in the incident in Canaan a few days ago... Sidious, although he has always acted like he hates me and is still stubborn, But in fact, he handed my younger sister and Hanguang into my hands. If I'm not here, what kind of arrangements will he make...

Bad thoughts flooded in one after another, Griffith thought about a lot of things, and rolled on the hay mat with his head in his arms.

"Griffith? What are you doing?" Galadia pushed open the small door and walked in, just in time to see the quasi-knight rolling around on the hay, "Making a bed?"

She was wearing a thin, sleeveless shirt with beads of water on her bare arms.The trousers and boots he wore during the trip had been taken off, and the light green skirt was short, and a pair of long white and smooth legs walked past Griffith without vigilance.

"The well water here is quite cool," the elf girl sat down beside Griffith, took out a towel and wiped her long hair, "Would you like to take a shower too?"

Griffith only felt a faint fragrance blowing through his heart, and his slim curves were looming under the shirt and the moonlight.A ball of flames was burning in his chest, making him feel that he could turn into a dragon and burn down the town at any time.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that the quasi-knight didn't respond, Galadia leaned closer to him, "You're not thinking about something, are you?"

You are so perceptive!Griffith was stunned, so he almost nodded and confessed.He rubbed his forehead:

"I'm going to prepare a room for you."

"Let the beautiful elf girl sleep alone in a place full of scary orcs?" Miss Elf leaned over and tapped the back of his hand lightly with her fingers.

This book has the same plot, how to make it!Griffith immediately shook his head: "Then, share a room with Aslante?"

"We'll be fighting in five minutes."

"Then, then, I'll sleep in the corridor and watch outside..."

"Are you going to agree to the orc's request and help him play in the arena?" Miss Elf shook her head, "What if you don't rest~"

You're right, but I can't rest well if you're here!Turning his head, Griffith saw the fragrant shoulders and fair arms that could not be concealed by the shirt, as well as the pair of jade-like long legs that were tightly clamped under the hem of the skirt, and his mind went blank.

Galadia rubbed against Griffith, completely leaning into his arms, her heart-stirring soft voice echoed in her heart: "I'm a few days away, and I'll be an adult."

"Emmm..." These words had many meanings, and Griffith couldn't help guessing the most daring path.

"Perhaps, that orc has already prepared a conspiracy, and later a group of enemies will besiege us."

Hearing this, Griffith shook his head: "Don't worry, I'm already prepared. In the last resort, I will mobilize the tide of corpses to attack this town to create opportunities. Of course, if I can use less conspicuous It's better not to use the tide of corpses to leave.

"Assisting Borunaf will bring some dangers, but we have a good chance of winning together with Aslante. Letting him seize the position of patriarch is the most controllable plan, which can increase my strength in the clan alliance. Allies, and can also reduce the risk of intensified blockades and searches should the Baroque patriarch remain in power."

Griffith has thought about this issue.With the increase of strength, he is more and more inclined to adopt active offensive strategies to open up the situation, and at the moment when the gods are starting to game, he urgently needs to improve his strength.

The orcs keep their promises. If there is a patriarch of the orc clan alliance as an ally, and the territory still occupies the traffic arteries, there will be many things that can work in the future.

"You're here again..."

For some reason, Miss Elf smiled and complained, sat up, and gently tugged at his shoulders.

Griffith obediently fell down, resting on Galadia's lap.

Oh--!It feels different, Sonia's is softer and Galadia's is more bouncy!
Miss Elf gently stroked his hair, her fingers slid across his cheeks, and pressed his forehead.

"Stop thinking about it, go to bed early."

"Well," Griffith nodded, "We can only live in such a humble place..."

"I don't care~" the girl pinched his ear, "I'm very satisfied if I can leave safely with you."

"I mean, um, if it's not such a critical situation," Griffith murmured as he stared at the mud and wood roof with his eyes wide open. It is better to have a glass window where you can see the starry sky, with a fine wool blanket under it."

"Well, not bad~" The girl nodded, "What else?"

and also?What else?Why still?Griffith was stunned for a moment, and tried his best to think:

"Candles, lots of white candles, um, and roses?"

"Yeah, what else?"

"A bottle of red wine, well, I will bring out the best private wine! Ah, yes, and a chestnut cake."

"Well, it's worthy of praise, although the chestnut cake can be omitted," Galadia's bright eyes seemed to be filled with tears, "what else?"

How come?Could it be that I have a magic bottle that conjures everything?Griffith shook his head suspiciously, indicating that he had entered a blind spot of knowledge.

"There is also a big bathtub, filled with hot water, sprinkled with rose petals, and candles next to it." The girl raised her head and imagined, "You can't give up rose essential oil."

Well, that is really inseparable...

When Griffith awoke, the faint morning light streamed in through the small window.He turned his head and found Galadia lying beside him, panting lightly.The morning sun shone on her body, bringing a pale golden halo to her waist-length hair and long fair legs.

There is still a faint smile on the delicate and pretty face, and I don't know which beautiful dream I am immersed in.She was lying on her side, the curve under her slender waist raised a pleasing arc, and her smooth long legs rubbed gently...

Griffith took a deep breath, chanting a mysterious and powerful name in his heart:

"Sidious Villanoy, although I still don't know your true intentions, I am willing to give you the title of supreme title. When we meet next time, I will honor you as——

"Uncle, yes."

……

Today is August 1444, 8 in the Second Era, the second day after the group arrived in the Flint tribe.

During the martial law and blockade, orcs, half-orcs, trolls, humans, and even dwarves and other races from all directions came to the arena to welcome the solemn and sacred Uluhai.

A goblin who looked a bit like Goblin and Brownie was holding a tin coil microphone and yelled in the stands:

"Three scumbags from god knows what pimple are here now."

Griffith walked into the preliminaries arena together with Brunaf and Aslante.It doesn't look very formal here, just an open space surrounded by a general store, stables and garbage dumps.Audience members in sevens and eights sat on the roof, eating fat maggots and picking their nostrils.

They were confronted by three fellow orcs.They have blue-gray skin, are not tall but very burly, holding gleaming daggers and red round shields with metal edges in their hands.These three guys are all wearing the rare bright red underwear.

"Invite the three red-backed brothers! They come from a lakeside town with pleasant scenery and beautiful scenery. They specialize in ambushing passers-by, and they have countless lives in their hands!"

There was a feeble cheer from the audience.

"The three of them are street thugs," Borunav pouted at the three orcs, "They specialize in attacking humans. Do you want to practice your skills?"

Griffith pulled the wolf-head mask and drew his sword forward.Hanguang whispered in his hand, exulting for the upcoming battle.

His opponent exclaimed:

"I'm the big brother with the bare back."

"I am the second brother with a red back."

Okay, then you are the third brother with a red back, right?Griffith glanced at the other orc.

"I am Kazka Redback, Spinebreaker, Reckless Adventurer Killer, Lurker of the Shadow of the Boulder," the third orc said solemnly and solemnly, "I am the orc who aspires to be the king of roadhogs."

"..."

Griffith suddenly felt powerless, he sighed: "You three come together, I'm in a hurry."

(End of this chapter)