Danny temporarily suppressed the shock in her heart, and after putting the communicator in her pocket, she immediately said, "I understand, we will contact the fish-people of the Great Tribe in due course next." ”

"Master," said the Undead Monarch again, turning to the blacksmith who had not spoken, "give her something." ”

When Master heard this, he immediately took out his carefully crafted small blades—two purple steel daggers that were as narrow and sharp as a sewing needle.

Danny was stunned for a moment, then said in surprise, "Supreme, this is a reward for us?!"

Nishizawa smiled, "This is a reward for your advance payment, but be careful not to be discovered by the fish-people." ”

The little vampire stroked the purple steel dagger excitedly, and hurriedly said, "I will, and Lisi will too!"

Nishizawa nodded slightly, "Okay, go back as soon as possible, don't make the fish-people suspicious." ”

"Yes!" Danny left the Great Tomb with two daggers.

The blacksmith then left the monarch and returned to his own foundry to continue his studies of the metals of the Court of Machines, and now he had a curious apprentice, the little lich Hasved, who had been given the name of the Supreme Lord, and whose whimsical ideas often gave him new inspiration.

In the end, only Holdo remained between the thrones.

"Tell me, what's going on over there in the tunnel. Nishizawa asked calmly.

The alchemist took a few steps forward and said seriously, "Lord Supreme, as you expected, we found traces of humans on the other side of the tunnel. ”

Nishizawa's heart jumped.

What should have come is still coming.

In the bone basin, whether it is a caveman or a fish-man, in fact, the general wisdom is not too high.

The occasional wise man or two is just one of the exceptions.

But the human brain is generally very bright.

Once they find the undead, they will definitely shout and kill.

The fear and disgust of the living for the dead comes from the heart.

Of course, compared to these normal living people, it is quite surprising that Finley of the Canggill tribe can think of using the power of the undead of the Black Castle to rectify the fishmen.

Luckily, he noticed this in advance and asked the cavemen to scout the situation, otherwise it would have been a problem if the undead were exposed to the sights of those guys.

Holdo continued, "More than a mile out of the vampire dungeon tunnels, we found a village that, based on the number of chimneys, was presumably inhabited by between 50 and 70 people. ”

"Besides, my lord, you don't have the aura of magic at all," the alchemist said after a moment's silence, "The defense of this village is also very weak, we only found watchtowers on the four corners of the village, each watchtower has two human archers, and the aura is also very weak, only the level of ordinary class. ”

Nishizawa nodded slightly.

According to Hordo's words, this human village is very weak.

"However, we noticed that the inhabitants of the village seemed to be anxious, and we also found that a dozen or so human soldiers in iron armor and weapons had come to the village and forcibly took away what appeared to be food and currency, and some of the inhabitants who did not obey were directly beaten by the soldiers. The alchemist continued.

Nishizawa's soul sank.

This passage is more informative.

Heavily armed human soldiers forcibly take food and money.

This is supposed to be a grain tax, right?

In other words, the human village is actually part of a human state, and the village must also regularly fulfill the obligation to pay food and taxes to support the lord.

The Undead Monarch lightly clasped the armrest and began to think about what to do.

Somehow, he was even a little happy when he came into contact with humans for the first time.

Finally found the organization!

However, the essence of human beings in the heart is still one yard to another, and survival is the most important thing.

A human nation, whether he is strong or not, deserves Nishizawa's vigilance.

I will no longer work hard in the bone basin, which is a place of three acres of land, sooner or later I will unify the basin and move towards a wider world.

"Do those humans reject subhumans?" Nishizawa asked after deep thought.

Holdo recalled, he seemed to see the figures of cat people and dog people in the village, and these subhumans and humans were not hostile to each other, but also divided and cooperated with each other.

The alchemist informed the undead monarch of what he saw.

Nishizawa smiled, "Then send a troglodyte leader to lead some of the smarter troglodytes to join the village and serve as our source of information." ”

"Equip them with a communicator, and communicate with the Great Tomb if they encounter any valuable information," the Undead Monarch pondered for a moment and continued, "The information will be submitted to you first, and if you feel very urgent, come and meet me immediately." ”

Hordo humbly bowed his head, "Yes, my monarch. ”

Between watching the caveman leave the throne, Nishizawa scratched his head.

I left all the troublesome things to others to do.

Doesn't that seem a little inhumane?

However, as soon as he remembered the alchemist's eyes yearning for knowledge, the undead monarch was determined to be lazy.

It's a big deal to tell Holdo more about the knowledge of circuits and chemical engineering, and the right to be a reward for him.

......

The communicator was silent for a long time, and it was clear that Danny and Liz were still looking for an opportunity to make contact with Finley of the Gills Tribe.

The bored Undead Monarch flipped through the book and decided to wander around.

Wandering around, I came to the Dungeon of the King of Thunder.

It's been a few days since he last came here.

This time, Nishizawa discovers that the dungeon has changed dramatically once again.

The streets are clean and orderly.

The cavemen are clean and refreshing, and even the smell of their bodies is gone.

Every caveman has a positive glow on his face, and of course, the cavemen who are born with low intelligence and resemble wild beasts must be excluded.

Seeing the appearance of the owner of the Great Tomb, the cavemen along the way saluted him respectfully, and there was no longer the fear and fear they had before.

"You know? That's Lord Bonn, the master of all our troglodytes!"

"Is that the Supreme? He's so great, if he hadn't sent Lord Bonn to the dungeon, we'd still have had a meal without a meal. ”

"Although the Supreme Lord is an undead, he prefers to let the cavemen live in his own order rather than in the arms of death. ”

The whispers of the cavemen were also heard clearly by Nishizawa.

The Undead Monarch was immediately satisfied.

Life is not about proving one's worth.

I can hear the praise of others, and my heart is called a joy.

It's like putting on new panties to welcome the new year's morning!

Along the way, Nishizawa's eyes were full of satisfaction.

However, when he passed by the captive pond where the earthworms were kept for meat, he saw the cavemen digging up the earthworm feces and throwing them outside, and Nishizawa instinctively felt that it was a bit of a waste.

Earthworm manure is well nourished, and if it is used to compost mushrooms, wouldn't it be better to produce mushrooms?