Chapter 122: Fat Orange Collects Tribute

Jacques would never have imagined that the strange beasts on the grassland would be so respectful to Fat Orange, the "beast king" who had nothing to show for himself.

After Fat Orange returned to camp on a "date", the horse team continued to set off, and before they had gone far, a group of running beasts loomed on the left flank.

Jacques looked at Fat Orange, who was slumped on his luggage and slept with his "girlfriend", but the answer was: Don't worry, it's a tribute to the emperor.

The herd approached, and it turned out to be more than a dozen strange beast lions, led by a huge male lion, with a mane half brown and half gray, a body length of five meters away, and a huge mouth that could swallow a sheep in one bite. Most of the lions are female lions without manes, scattered behind the male lions in a fan shape, and the lions circle circle in an arc and finally stop dozens of meters in front of the horse team.

This male lion exuded a sense of oppression that the ordinary people and horses in the team could not feel, but the war horses of the transcendent and alien bloodlines could not feel the flow of source energy around them. This feeling of stagnation is like breathing through a thick cotton cloth, and although I can continue to breathe, I feel that I am not enough to inhale. Although Nameless and the others had already been informed by Jacques, their faces were still pale with nervousness.

Fat Orange said lazily: "Don't worry, the big lion has no malicious intent, he has just entered the half-step beast king, and he can't control his influence on the surrounding source energy." ”

Jacques hurriedly said: "This big lion is a half-step beastmaster?! At this time, you are still sleeping? Fat orange, I'm afraid you are not floating! It can slap me to death, and you will be finished with it!"

Fat Orange turned over, almost fell off his luggage, stood up tremblingly, bowed his waist and stretched, "What are you afraid of, the emperor has said that they are here to send tribute." ”

Seeing the fat orange get up, the big lion squatted down on his hind legs, put his forelimbs flat on the ground, lowered his head and put his huge head on the back of his forefoot, and the whole posture revealed two words "respectful", and the lions also learned its posture to lie down and salute.

Then it made a low guttural sound, and four lionesses stepped out behind it, each holding an antelope in their mouths.

The lioness stepped forward and placed the two dead antelopes on the ground, bowed her head and stepped back into the lions.

Fat Orange jumped down, slowly walked to the antelope, sniffed with his nose, and then walked up to the big lion, stretched out his claws and pressed them on the big lion's nose. Jacques could see that the body of the big lion was trembling slightly, excited, or afraid?

Fat Orange put down his paws and turned his head to walk back to the horse, and the big lion slowly stood up and returned the same way with the lions.

Jacques stepped forward and checked the antelope, both of which were lambs of a year's old beast, and now there was something delicious to eat.

Nameless stepped forward with a full stomach of questions, and asked, "...... your cat?"

"Don't ask, you don't know what you ask. ”

Jacques beckoned for the two antelopes to be tied to their horses, and the procession moved on.

Although Jacques didn't say anything, judging from the strange things in the past two days, there is definitely something wrong with Jacques this cat!

Dinner, of course, is an antelope, and the method is a special ground stew method of the legion, can you imagine that making a roast sheep requires the use of fire and earth transcendents!

The earth system transcendents open up the pit, which must be divided into two layers, and the two layers must be connected to each other. The lower layer is stacked with wood, and the upper layer is filled with processed lamb. The Fire Transcendent ignites the fire and controls the temperature of the hearth.

Jacques found out that Lily helped Garman cut the lamb into small pieces that could be swallowed directly by ordinary people, and it seemed that the relationship between the two had become closer these days.

Fat Orange and his girlfriend also got some, the two cats hid in the corner and slowly tore the crispy roasted mutton, Jacques sighed, in fact, everyone ate the exotic antelope by the light of Fat Orange.

Unexpectedly, the matter of borrowing light happened continuously for the next three days, and different groups of alien beasts sent different ingredients every day.

The days of the daily tribute of strange beasts only lasted until the horses crossed the river and walked out of the meadows of Umatak, and the city of hunters, Betio, was not far away.

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In the city of Betio, there are no walls, and naturally there are no gates, and as the tax collector stationed in the city of Betio, Tom feels that he is the most tired and lowest-performing tax collector in the whole empire.

After that war thirty years ago, the Duke of Castile turned the city of Betio into a dominion of the indigenous Quetzalcoatl.

Without a lord, the royal tax collectors had to take matters into their own hands to collect taxes from the merchants and natives who settled there.

To add insult to injury, no one wants to repair the walls that were destroyed in the war. The whole city was like a sieve with holes, and the tax collector had to use his feet to block the caravans entering the city.

Tom has lost forty pounds since he was assigned here, and he believes that when he returns to Montpellier, a small town in the North, he will be the most beautiful boy on the street, and he may be able to overshadow his younger brother, Reggie, the captain of the puzzlers.

Tom's comprehensive suppression by his younger brother Reggie began when he was 15 years old, when 12-year-old Reggie awakened the dark attribute, and since then, the care of his parents, the care of his mentor, and the love of girls have all been snatched away by Reggie.

Tom felt depressed, so he turned his grief into appetite, and only by eating could he relax, and as a result, the more he ate, the fatter he became.

However, this was only the beginning, when Reggie led the puzzle team to the runner-up of the Transcendental Championship, everything reached its peak, and Tom weighed more than 300 pounds, which is a rare exception among the transcendents who are generally fit.

Anxious to prove himself, Tom enrolled in the tax officer school, and after three years of training, he finally graduated, but unfortunately because of his fat stature, the officer in charge felt disgusted, and asked a few random questions and assigned him to the remote city of Betio.

In fact, each tax collector is not only responsible for helping the royal family collect taxes, but also responsible for investigating public opinion and reporting the news they see and hear to the royal family.

It's a pity that in this boring aboriginal Dominion, there is nothing to report on militaristic affairs at all, except for the shortcomings of the parents.

With no tax collections and no important information to gather, Tom felt that he had no hope of promotion, and could only hope to leave the place at the end of his five-year service.

On this day, Tom had lunch at Old Owen's restaurant, as was customary, and took a few more glances at Old Owen's beautiful daughter.

Probably a fortune fell from heaven, a horse team came from the southern road, stopped at the door of the restaurant, through the glass window, Tom saw the woman at the head, just a glimpse, beautiful, so beautiful!

The woman, accompanied by a beautiful maid, carried her pet cat, and led a group of retinues into Old Owen's shop, and sat down at the round table next to Tom.

Tom's heart was beating faster, and he could still see such a beautiful and temperamental imperial aristocratic beauty in such a remote area, so he should add a bowl of rice!

"Daddy Owen! Add one more potato and beef!

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