my age of magic

Chapter 712 212. Aboriginal Contracts
A leaf fell from the canopy of the dense forest, curled up and covered the corpse of a giant spider, thick black and purple blood and protein juice clotted into a milky white solid flowed all over the ground, and there were several giant spiders lying on the battlefield The dead body looked like a pile of flesh that had been thoroughly dismembered.

The surviving giant spiders were wrapped in large webs, and all their legs were cut off. They looked like extremely disgusting big meat balls. From the wounds at the root of the legs, black blood flowed out continuously. Purple pus and blood, their book lungs are constantly opening and closing, looking full of fear, their bodies are panting differently, like a group of cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

The orc warriors who came out of Xinliu Valley sat around and waited quietly for my treatment.

Their physique is very strong, just a simple 'hydrotherapy technique' will make those hideous wounds heal quickly, but in order to prevent secondary infection of those wounds, I began to teach them how to use the hemostatic bandage correctly, including how to In order to thoroughly clean the wound, the correct method of dressing the hemostatic bandage and so on.

I carefully bandaged the wounds of each orc warrior, and then told them one by one in orc language what aspects to pay attention to when dressing the wound.

Takama was squatting beside me, helping me. She was very curious about my theory. She was always applying the hemostatic bandage very seriously. Sometimes, she would even put the newly unrolled hemostatic bandage on Sniffing it under the nose, the bandage is covered with a layer of hemostatic ointment made by the secret method of the orc tribe. I think Takama is very interested in the thin layer of ointment.

Those severed black ground tentacles were bundled into four bundles and piled aside.

These tentacles will be made into sharp short spears. This kind of bone short spear is more suitable for throwing by female orc warriors. After all, they still lack in strength compared to male orc warriors. These are our The spoils of this battle, I thought, maybe I should send these sharp tentacled spears to the free market in the imperial capital to sell.

The hemp rope made of flax was woven into a large strong web, and 33 giant spiders were captured in the web. However, the physical condition of these giant spiders was not very good. Some spiders had some sharp arrows in their bodies. Those injured giant spiders , making a painful 'hissing' sound with each breath.

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These captured giant spiders are another great asset to me.It seems that even though it cost a few very expensive 'Frost Nova' magic scrolls, after the victory, the harvest is still very huge.

But for Kalancuo, these giant spiders are big troubles.

There are not enough orcs in Xinliu Valley to manage these giant spiders. Counting the original 27 giant spiders in Xinliu Valley, I already have [-] of these giant spiders. There are only seven people, and the lack of productivity prevents the silk reeling from being carried out normally.

"You need a group of slaves, otherwise these big guys can only be raised for nothing if they are transported back to the underground cave." Kalancuo said to me lightly, looking at the indigenous people in the Yero plane not far away.

Looking at her appearance, as long as I nod my head at this time, she will arrest all the natives of the Hierro plane without hesitation. She is like a female leopard full of wildness.

I hesitated for a while. Originally, I planned to buy some slaves in Tanton City. The slave market there must be very prosperous, but now I don’t have this idea. Those spider-man army is just outside Tanton City. Will be a dead grave.

"I know, I will come up with a good idea that has the best of both worlds. Originally, these things can be resolved after we arrive in Tanton City, and I can buy some slaves in the free market!" I glanced at the soul ceremony being held. The Yero natives said to Kalancuo.

"Actually, the captured slaves are no different from the slaves you bought." Kalancuo insisted on her opinion, and she wanted me to understand what she meant.

In fact, just by looking at her burning eyes, I knew what she was thinking, but I didn't act like that. I shook my head slightly and chose not to talk about it. Shaking his head, he turned and sat aside to rest.

The orc warriors on the side saw that Kalancuo's face was dark and he couldn't vent his anger, so they all kept silent, for fear of getting burned.Among these orc warriors, the female leader of the orc tribe possessed supreme authority, and no orc warrior dared to approach her when she was angry.

It seems that only in front of me can she show her gentle side.

"What I need is the kind of slave who is willing and does not need to sign any magic contract!" I leaned over and said in Kalanzo's ear.

Hearing what I said, Mai Se's pretty face seemed to be stained with red.

I don't want to send orc warriors to arrest those natives at this time, but I just don't want to buy the seeds of hatred in their hearts.

The aborigines on the Yero plane have a strong tribal concept. Like the orcs, they believe in the spirits of their ancestors. Sometimes, they will choose dignity in the face of dignity and death. This is the most terrifying thing.

These aborigines remind me of the last time because William broke into the aboriginal tribe and took away the treasures enshrined in front of the ancestors' spirit tablets, which caused those aborigines to lure the spiders to our camp and bring us I feel that those aborigines can even give their lives for certain things at certain times.

In today's battle, these indigenous people also fully embody this point. None of the strong men chose to escape secretly when they were in danger. They have been protecting the young, women and elders from the beginning By.This is a group of indigenous people who I feel should be respected.

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Qige squatted next to a dead giant spider, gently covered his mouth and nose with a silk scarf, then cut the giant spider's abdomen with a machete, and used a long spider limb, carefully He quickly pulled out the poison sac from the giant spider's abdomen.

She took out the water bag, opened the cork, poured out a stream of clear water, and washed the poisonous sac on the tip of the tentacles several times. Finally, after washing away the blood, the poisonous sac revealed its original appearance.

The giant spider's poison sac is as big as a palm, soft and limp like a translucent swim bladder, a dark green viscous liquid wanders around in it, exuding a smell of acid, Qige conceals it With his nose squinted, eyes as flexible as a clear spring narrowed slightly, he took out an empty bottle, carefully hung the poison sac on the top of the empty bottle, and then poured the green juice from the poison sac into the bottle.

Plugging the cork, she sat down on a clean stone with relief, casually placed the medicine bottle beside her, untied the silk gauze covering her mouth and nose, exhaled a long breath, and then gently adjusted her hands. Scattered hair on the temples.

A beam of light penetrated through the gaps in the branches and leaves of the canopy of the dense forest, and shone straight into the dark dense forest.

At this moment, I saw her incomparably focused appearance on Qige, and suddenly felt the blood rushing out of my chest. The feeling of thumping made my face seem to be burning like fire.

Qige seemed to be aware of it, raised his head and looked at me suspiciously, and then turned his gaze to the bottle of venom.

She is very fascinated by any magic potion material.

She will try to treat them in different ways, she will neutralize different kinds of medicinal liquids, and then observe the reaction of these medicinal liquids when they are fused together.

Her beauty is like a ruby ​​that is constantly burning with flames in the night, exuding an incomparable light that captivates the soul.

Her madness towards magic potions is almost a state of fanaticism. She always has very bold ideas and dares to put them into action. Although most of the experiments ended in failure, at least she succeeded. three times.

I don’t know why, those giant spiders are very afraid of Qige, whenever Qige tries to get close to those giant spiders caught in the giant web, the bodies of those big guys in several tons will keep shaking, I can clearly Feel the fear in their dark eyes.

Those spiders seemed to know very well, among these people, who was the scariest.

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A chorus full of sorrow reverberated in the forest. Although I couldn't understand the language of the natives of the Yero plane, the sorrow, the awe of life and death, and the worship of the soul could all be heard from the singing. feel it.

Sadness and desolation hung on the faces of the group of aborigines, and the men silently collected the bodies of the tribesmen who had fallen on the battlefield.

They chose to dig a deep pit under a tall giant tree. The big pit was full of thick roots of the big tree. Those dead aborigines were covered with a layer of dead bark and Layers are laid in the big pit, and the roots of those big trees will be spread on the bark that wraps the corpses. After each layer is covered, a layer of soil will be covered again, and then continue to be filled with the bodies of the aborigines. The corpse, then spread a layer of roots of big trees, and then another layer of soil...

Women and children sit beside the big tree and weep softly. The old man will sit cross-legged beside the pit and sing ancient songs. Those dry voices are like weeping. The singing seems to guide those souls to convert to the embrace of their ancestors. .

A huge tribe of nearly 3000 people, just under the siege of giant spiders, more than 800 aborigines died under the spider's kiss, and nearly [-] of the remaining less than [-] aboriginals were injured. Only half of the survivors remain.

Those indigenous people gathered together and looked at us warily. In their team, there were not many strong men, but more women and children. Some older people gathered together, and the atmosphere of the whole tribe They were all very depressed, without the joy of the rest of their lives, and no one came forward to express their gratitude to us.

It seems that some of the things that the Grand Duke of Samoyed has done in the Yero plane in recent years are very unpopular!
Before I had any, I asked three orc warriors who had regained some strength to pick up the giant spider legs scattered on the battlefield, and carried them to the big tree where the aborigines gathered, and piled them together.

I walked over alone, and stood beside the pile of spider legs, waiting quietly, hoping that someone would come out and communicate with me.

When those natives looked at those orc warriors, they were extremely nervous, but when those orc warriors turned around and left, and only I stayed where I was, their expressions became relaxed again. Obviously, their hostility towards me was not serious. It's strong, at least I know very well in my heart that it was us who saved them.

Sure enough, after standing for a short time, I saw an elderly native man parting from the crowd and slowly coming out from the crowd. He was wearing a rare coarse linen clothes, his loose hair was already gray, and his hands Leaning on a wooden staff, she wears a string of wood grain ornaments around her neck, like a string of necklaces.

His wrinkled face was like the vicissitudes of time, and his deep eyes contained the light of wisdom. He stood in front of me without saying a word, his eyes stayed on me, and the eyes in his eyes were calm and unwavering. Thanks, and no hate.

He spoke a very jerky Imperial language: "Green people?"

I replied: "Sloit Province in the northern border of the Green Empire."

He seemed to have limited knowledge, but he hesitated for a moment, and said to me: "Although I don't know what you imperial people will do next, but before that, at least I should express my gratitude to you, thank you, and these heroic men. Warrior, save our fellow tribesmen from dying under the spider's kiss!"

"Unfortunately, I couldn't help you more." My eyes fell on those spider legs, and then I continued: "No matter where you are going, the road ahead will be full of difficulties and obstacles. Maybe you need to add some food , I will give you these spider legs for free."

"Although I also don't like the Green people, I am very grateful that you can lend a helping hand when we are in danger! Tell us why you are here, young magician."

"I need some from your tribe!"

The old native’s eyes darkened, and his eyes became sharper. He stared at me, and his voice was filled with hatred from the bottom of his heart. He asked me: "Are you also one of those slave catchers among the Greens?" By?"

"No, if I were a slave catcher, I don't think I need to waste so much talk here. You have seen my soldiers, they are all experienced in battle, and they can arrest you without any effort, but this It's not what I need, I don't hate you Yero people, and I don't need slaves." I spread my hands and said very seriously to the native old man.

I set my sights on the wounded indigenous people under the tree, and then said to the native old man: "What I want are these wounded people, whether they are women, children, or the elderly."

The native old man looked at me in surprise, not quite understanding what I meant.

"Okay, then I'll just say what I think!" I said frankly to the native elder.

He assumed a posture of attentive listening.

I took another look at the wounded in the crowd, spread my fingers and pointed at those people, and said to the indigenous elders: "Maybe what I said is a bit harsh, but sometimes these cruel things are reality. These wounded people, I think they are very sad." It is difficult to adapt to the next long-distance migration. Most of the injured will become a burden on your migration journey, and more people may die on the migration journey, so I would like to ask the elders - you can hand over these wounded I, I will be responsible for healing their injuries, and I will protect their safety and provide them with food in the days to come, but these are not free, I need them to work for me."

"Yes, they are different from those slaves. We will not sign a slave contract, but a... ten-year labor contract." When I said this, there was a look of nostalgia on my face, this word , probably an exclusive noun that only exists in another time and space. It is very chatty when spoken in Imperial language.

"Labor contract?" The native elder looked at me in surprise and repeated my words.

"That's right, they need to work in my workshop for ten years. As a reward for their labor, I will pay them some money every month. The cost of treatment, food and other expenses will be deducted from the money. , Ten years later, I will give you back your freedom, and everyone who has worked for me for ten years can take his labor income and go where he wants to go." I expressed my thoughts to the indigenous elders.

"...As long as ten years, I only need ten years, and I will return your freedom to you." Seeing the aboriginal elder's face was a little cloudy, it was obvious that he was struggling in his heart, I continued: "Even if you It doesn't matter if you refuse, I don't think how far you people can take those wounded?"

(End of this chapter)