"Let's go. Standing in front of the passage on the other side, Richard pressed his chaotic thoughts and said to the others.

Hurt and Gunther led the way, the lord in the center, and Nehru and Abu, two little short-legged people, each holding a lead apple, walked at the end.

The two of them followed the person in front of them and walked straight away, only to pass through the spatial rift and both hit their own lord's waist.

"Why did you stop?" Abu helped himself with his literati hat, and cherished it very much.

As soon as he looked up, he immediately understood the reason - the second general was not idle while waiting here, and I don't know how long it took to be awkward, the two trolls were lying on the ground on their backs, each kicking each other's faces with the soles of their black feet, showing a very innocent and honest expression.

"Daddy, he hit me first. The two of them pointed at each other at the same time.

"You two...... If there is one, let me get out of here!" the lord's fingers were trembling—pure anger.

Nehru was overjoyed when he saw this, feeling that the long-awaited opportunity had finally arrived.

In the past, when there were only three people in the Alpine Fort spell casting team, the personnel were composed of a team leader, a deputy team leader, and himself as the only team member, and he did not enjoy the treatment of cadres.

Later, eight more troll shamans were added, and the size of the spellcasting team swelled rapidly, with a full eleven members at once. He also thought that there should always be a few difficult brothers and sisters to accompany him to be unlucky, so he should be a little more balanced.

However, he never expected that the tyrant of Gaoshan Fort was far more dim-witted than he imagined! After arranging the configuration of one team leader and nine deputy team leaders, and he was the only one who was still a member of the group, he still could not enjoy the treatment of cadres.

Every time Nehru thought about it, he felt that he was going to vomit blood, and it was about to become a heart disease for him.

You must know that he used to be a high-profile star in the wasteland, which indigenous person can't act according to his eyes, how can he ever suffer such a grievance?

Since then, Nehru has secretly sworn that today I am as humble as an ant, but one day I will at least become the deputy leader of the spellcasting team, and I will drag the most unaccustomed general Hum Ha to be a member of the team, and listen to his orders every day.

"Honorable lord!" Nehru hugged Richard's thigh and didn't let go, snot and tears flowed together, and his tone was like a father and a mother, "They are not suitable to be the team leader at all, it is better to remove and replace me!"

"You...... Very good. Richard now felt his temples bulge when he saw these three pieces: "Hurt, take him to feed the coyotes immediately." ”

Hett nodded, and without saying a word, he picked up Nehru and galloped away from his horse's hooves.

"My Mother Earth, is Hurt really?" Gunther watched their backs disappear away with his mouth half-open, as if incredulous.

"Let go of me! Let go of me! I shed blood for Alpine Fort! I will explain to the lord in person!" the kobold shaman's voice quickly became more and more faint until it was difficult to catch.

............

Putting aside the big question of the world situation, this mediation negotiation is also very important for Richard or for the entire Alpine Fort.

He doesn't care much about the undead or not, that's something that the Holy Light Church should worry about, and the lord is too lazy to meddle. The problem is that if the mediation fails, if Stuart and Pompey confront each other again, Alpine Fort will never be at peace.

This is definitely not a persecution paranoia, but a very solid worry.

Originally, the geographical location was far ahead, and from the geographical point of view, it was one of the most convex places in the whole of Pompeii relative to Stuart, and it was naturally vulnerable to attack.

What's more, the lord of Alpine Castle, that is, Richard himself, his fame process is basically rubbing the face of the Stuart Empire. The victories he had fought were tantamount to a slap in the face to Stuart.

Now even beggars know that the most elite blood knights in Stuart can't stop Pompeii's little pioneer baron Richard.

But the Vanstuart soldiers are still a little bloody, but the Vanstuart nobles are still a little bit faced, and it is impossible not to get these slaps back.

Therefore, in this mediation meeting, the lord said that he had to go to the matter himself and do his best to promote a peaceful settlement of the problem.

If you can succeed, then everything is easy to say, if you can't succeed - the new hatred and old hatred are combined, and you can basically come back and pack up and prepare for war.

Richard did not want to fight this kind of indiscriminate war, and in his eyes, war was for the sake of long-term peace and not the other way around. But when necessary, I am not afraid of fighting, and I don't mind accompanying him to the end!

"Why has Nehru been so honest lately?" Buckland suddenly noticed that the kobold shaman had been wilting his head for the past few days, which was very different from his usual jumping up and down.

"I cleaned it up. The lord smiled.

Nehru was really afraid of dying to a certain level, and was carried by Hurt dozens of yards away from the coyote, and he was stunned by the fact that he was crying and screaming to death in front of everyone. Since I came back, I may be ashamed of myself, and I am much more honest.

"You're also boring, what are you bullying him all day long. "The old white tiger has a soft heart, even when he treats Nehru, who is hated by thousands of people. This is one of the reasons why Richard can trust him.

This old man did have a kindness that was now rarer than gold, and it was not mixed with any utilitarianism.

"I'm not bullying him, I'm educating him. The lord finished speaking eloquently, and did not forget to instruct, "By the way, Elder, I will have someone send a bow and arrow and a spear to my room later." ”

"No matter how much you practice your archery and throwing, you still haven't given up?" Buckland sneered, pouting.

When he first came to Alpine Fort, he could often see Richard trying to practice his bow and arrow. Very diligent and serious, but unfortunately I don't see any growth. As soon as the arrow leaves the string, it is completely flying around, and it can hit anything but the target.

Even Buckland, a layman old man, sometimes has itchy hands and shoots two arrows to move his body bones, and his accurate head is eighty percent stronger than the lord.

It wasn't until later that Richard accidentally shot a herdsman's cow — a few dozen yards away from the target. This incident seriously discouraged him, and he rarely saw it later.

"If you want to send it, you will send it, where is so much nonsense. Richard was poked in the sore spot, and he was immediately annoyed.

"Okay, okay, I'll have someone send it to you in a moment. ”

"Okay, then I'll go back first. The lord paced back to the house and lay down on his bed, and in a moment there was a knock at the door.

"Enter. ”

"I heard the elder say that you are going to start practicing bows and arrows again?" It was Anne who brought him a bow and arrows and a spear, and the half-elf chick reluctantly put things on the table and said worriedly, "It's good to improve yourself, and it's okay to shoot a cow, but you must not shoot the people." ”

"......" Richard took a deep breath, "I don't hit women, you let me out!"