"You don't have to pay too much attention to some gossip about mercenaries, you have reduced your status by worrying with them. ”

When Zhao Xi was about to leave the carriage, Buffy's voice reached his ears.

He turned around to find that Buffy had begun to drink black tea leisurely again, as if what he had just said was not what he had said.

"Really, I've seen a thirst for alcohol, but I've never seen a thirst for black tea. Zhao Xi complained in his heart, shook his head and got out of the car.

No wonder Mr. Buffy has no respect for the aristocracy, he himself is from a noble background, maybe he is still a big nobleman.

Those who can hear the surname of the Bert family definitely don't look like some new nobles, maybe they are still the real power figures in Shydrea.

This also explains why Sid said that the demon believers would attack a small chamber of commerce president, and wouldn't it be more reasonable to cause sabotage and cause panic and kill a few nobles?

And Mr. Buffy has definitely made some great achievements, and then he will form a caravan when his strength is lost, and the effect of killing meritorious nobles is definitely better than killing ordinary nobles.

Zhao Xi naturally listened to the last advice, and he didn't want to deal with those broken mouth mercenaries.

They don't have the kung fu to hone their martial arts skills more, and maybe they can go further after more training.

will only speak ill of others behind their backs, so what is the difference between this and the long-tongued woman on the side of the rural street.

What kind of atmosphere can a person who can only gossip behind his back become, and he is not as threatening as the little lizardman named Mike.

If it weren't for Zhao Xi's system in hand, just Mike's unyielding ambition would have made him think about cutting the grass and eradicating the roots.

Speaking of Mike, Zhao Xi really misses Erin Vic and them a little, and I don't know if they are doing well now.

Thinking of a little girl who likes to make trouble unreasonably, she has to carry the burden of a tribe, even if Vic sits next to assist Zhao Xi, she still feels very worried.

If only Erin could think as much as Vina, and then add a little atmosphere, then it would be no problem to maintain a tribe.

The one named Vina is not suitable for guiding the tribe, and it is not a good thing to be too heavy-minded.

"I don't know if Erin can win the one named Vina, but even if she loses, she won't suffer a big loss with Vic on her side. ”

Zhao Xi stretched his waist and soothed his body that felt numb from sitting for too long.

"Ahh

Vic, who was instructing his clansmen to practice, suddenly sneezed loudly, causing the kobold next to him to move out of shape.

"Huh?" Vic rubbed his nose and glared fiercely at the kobold next to him.

"One sneeze scares you like this? What if it's a real fight! You give me a hundred more straight stabs!"

The kobolds who were reprimanded were not very old, they should have been the ones who fled with Erin, and they were so frightened that tears were falling when they listened to Vic's words.

"I don't know who missed me and made me sneeze like that. Vic touched his chin and thought to himself.

However, something good has happened to the kobold tribe recently, and Barlow has been rewarded by Eoros in a monthly sacrifice, and it has been a matter of two days since he stepped into the transcendental.

At that time, the kobold tribe will have three transcendental, and even if the other tribes are still there, the kobold can be regarded as the strongest tribe.

And because of the resumption of trade with the town, the iron weapons in the kobold tribe are not as scarce as before, and the metal weapons are already much richer than before, and even the cutlery has been replaced by iron pots.

Because the kobold have been cut off from trade for a long time, they have saved a lot of finances, and almost a quarter of the goods brought by the caravan this time have been sent to the kobold tribe.

Almost everyone in the kobold militia now wears leather armor, and even the minor leaders like Vic and Barlow have already put on cuirasses.

This is a good thing that the kobold tribe has seen for a long time, but Vic dislikes that it is too hot to wear a cuirass, so he still wears leather armor.

Among the kobolds, a very short lizard man is very noticeable.

As a lizardman, Mike's spirit is more focused than any kobold, and his movements are more serious than any kobold.

Although Mike is only fourteen years old, his body is better developed than his peers, and he can already receive some ordinary training.

However, the little lizardman was obviously not satisfied with the slightest training intensity, and he offered to train with the adult kobold.

Vic admires the stubborn little lizardman and tells him about some possible downsides.

And Mike didn't waver even if he wanted to train, and Vic had to go with him.

In fact, it is nothing to train according to Mike's physical fitness, and after many years of old age, you will fall into a little bit of illness because of early training.

Whether it's kobolds or other races, none of the warriors in it are covered in scars, and a little root of illness is nothing at all.

However, the forced training of minors who are not physically fully developed will only speed up the damage of the body, let alone old age, and maybe they will be paralyzed in bed in their twenties.

However, there are also forces that adopt orphans and train them in various abilities to achieve their own goals from an early age.

Because these children are more like a disposable tool for these forces, the kind that they throw away when they are used up, and naturally they do not think about the future of children.

Vic looked around the kobolds who were training in the plaza and nodded in satisfaction, a fierce smile on his face.

I looked at the tribes that had changed dramatically, and I believed that in a few years, the population of the kobold tribe would return to the number it had when there was no fighting.

Even with the supply of the entire forest, the tribe can afford to double the population.

At that time, the kobold tribe will not be a small tribe that can be seen everywhere, as long as there is a transcendent promotion again, it can already be regarded as a neutral tribe.

"If the shaman saw such a sight, he would be very happy. The middle-aged kobold thought to himself.

Before I knew it, it was another night, and there were no accidents on today's journey, because it was too calm so it seemed a little boring.

Zhao Xi was passing by some carriages in the afternoon when he obviously heard some seriously injured mercenaries moaning in pain.

This is the norm after the mercenaries are injured on a mission, otherwise if any mercenary is injured and the priest is treated, the reward will not be enough to pay for the treatment.

Zhao Xi doesn't have any sympathy for these people, people~ are responsible for what they do.

No mercenaries dared to come up to him for trouble in the afternoon, as if yesterday's decisiveness had frightened these people.

This is not bad for Zhao Xi, after all, no matter how good his mentality is, if someone is always jumping in front of him, he can't guarantee that he won't make a move.

There was no special atmosphere in the caravan, except for everyone who was avoiding Zhao Xi, everything else was the same as usual.

"It's really a peaceful day!" Zhao Xi stretched and sighed.

He thought that Il would not be able to resist coming over to provoke him, and then he would have an excuse to beat him up, but he seemed to have learned to behave.

When he returned to his carriage, Cornelia had already prepared dinner and was waiting for him to return, and Dorothy sat next to her and counted the stars.

Although the trees of the Black Forest shade the sky, there are no leaves, so you can barely see the starry sky outside.

However, I don't know why I can't see the illusory moon hanging outside in the Black Forest, maybe it's hidden by trees.

Zhao Xi didn't think much about it, after all, who is okay to find the moon in such a dangerous place, and it is the king to seize the time to rest.

The night was still so quiet, but the roars that came from time to time made the vigilant mercenaries nervous.

After two attacks, the mercenaries no longer dare to take it easy, and there may be a new monster attacking at any time.

But the roar is a roar, and the owner of the roar does not seem to have any interest in the people in the caravan.

Maybe it's just that it's in the habit of roaring in the middle of the night, but no one dares to put it down.

Even the mercenaries who went back to sleep did not take off their clothes, and their weapons were kept within reach to prevent the situation from happening again yesterday.

Zhao Xi didn't have a little burden, but he seemed to remember something while lying in the carriage.

He sat up and looked at Dorothy across from him and said, "Dorothy, did you say yesterday that I have a stench on me?"

"Huh?" Dorothy said, rubbing her eyes, "yes! What's wrong?"

"Can you describe what kind of smell it is?" Zhao Xi asked.

He suddenly felt that something was wrong with Dorothy saying that he smelled again, and even if he was covered in blood, Dorothy had never specifically mentioned the smell of his body before.

And Dorothy didn't say anything about the smell on him that morning, and it would be a few hours before Dorothy couldn't stand it?

Dorothy thought for a moment and said, "It's just sour and stinky, and a little earthy." ”

"Do you think that smell pungent?" Zhao Xi said as he leaned back in his chair.

"It's okay, but I think it's pungent for monsters with a keen sense of smell. Dorothy said with some uncertainty.

After listening to Dorothy's words, Zhao Xi leaned back in his chair and fell into deep thought, there was indeed something wrong with those shadow wolves yesterday, but what was wrong?

"The smell of your own meat?"

As soon as this hypothesis was put forward, he denied himself, and in the end, the eyes of the shadow wolves looking at him were almost the same as killing their father's enemies.

His mind kept recalling the events of yesterday, one after another, all the same as usual, no different.

The only difference is that the breakfast was different that day, but the shadow wolf probably doesn't like to eat human breakfast.

"Wait!"

Zhao Xi's mind suddenly flashed the figure of Cass, this wounded man seemed to have deliberately hit him yesterday, and he was very hard.

After she was also bumped, Dorothy said that she had a stink, and the timing seemed to be right.

"Could it really be that he did it?" Zhao Xi's eyes flashed with a hint of essence.

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