The demons are not worried about the betrayal of their vassals, especially when facing the Northlanders. Because there is at least one way to survive when you meet them, and you are basically dead when you meet the latter. Therefore, the demons are very relieved to put the vassal between the two.

This time, things have changed. Those vassals who were attacked, no one dared to run to report to them. Aside from the Northlanders, do the demons care if they are attacked by something else?

They can get a good reward for reporting an attack from the Northlanders, and most likely get a whipping for reporting an inexplicable infestation. So, the vassals ran away on their own......

If we could be friendly to these vassals, wouldn't we be able to avoid the current situation?

But now that you understand this, what's the use?

Rio tries to stand firm, but as the girl gets closer, his courage and strength quickly fade, and his body gradually crumbles, and finally he falls to his knees.

Lily looked at the demon in front of her, four arms, elite?

"Do you understand me?"

"Can ......" Ryo's voice trembled a little.

Finally catching someone who can understand human speech makes Lily happy. A cowardly demon, this would be a good guide.

......

Now, like a lowly and loyal dog untreated by his master, Rio is guiding Lily's way. From time to time, he peeked at his face with flattery, for fear of attracting the master's punishment.

The legend of cannibalism has always been circulated among the demons, but it is also mostly a story of scaring children. When he refused to sleep quietly as a child, his father would hold up his severed arm and scare that the Northlanders would eat disobedient children.

Then he would curl up and put the blanket over his head, and he would not dare to breathe until he fell asleep in a daze. As I grew up, these childhood stories became memories and jokes. He also planned to marry and have children in the future, and to tell these stories to his children.

But what when the story actually happens?

The girl stood there silently, watching the swarm devour her people. Screaming, moaning, begging for mercy, but not in exchange for the slightest mercy. She didn't even have a superfluous expression, no bloodthirsty, no post-vengeful exhalation. The living people in front of her were only insignificant food in her eyes.

The nightmare of his childhood resurfaced from his memory, but he could no longer find a place to hide.

He didn't want to be food to be eaten alive, and he didn't want to have nowhere to hide in fear, so Ryo found a new blanket to cover his head - he had an owner.

......

The fairy whisper came out directly from Bran's body, and looked at the little goblins Lando and Lanja, who were holding him by his side and looked listless, and nodded with satisfaction.

Then he handed a seed to Bran, "As you wish." ”

This reply made Bran's eyes light up, "Thank you." ”

Whispered looked around and sighed, "The environment here is really good!"

Bran smirked

"Why don't you give this city to your sister?"

"Will she accept it? With the example of her sister, I'm afraid she won't accept other people's arrangements. ”

"How do you know if you don't try?"

"I don't want to try anymore, it doesn't matter who comes. I just need to lay the foundation, the hub of the city is here, in me, Huahua, and the ancient tree, and now him. ”

Bran tossed the seed in his hand, "In the future, when we leave, this place will depend on him." With your help, I believe it will be difficult for outsiders to threaten here. ”

The goblin pointed out the door and changed the subject, "There are many ancient trees that have given birth to the idea of walking, and I don't know if this change is good or bad?"

"Who can say anything like this?" Bran looked up at the swaying canopy outside the city, "we have to try to know that we can afford these risks now." ”

Sending the whisper away, Bran summoned the ancient tree and motioned to the seed in his hand, "You need to come up with a name for yourself." ”

"Don't worry, let me think again. ”

"How do I distinguish you by name?"

Gu Shu naturally proposed a solution, "My name is Big Tree, and his name is Little Tree." ”

Bran took a deep breath, "You have to give yourself a name, you can't put it off any longer." ”

"Okay, how about the orchid?" the old tree was a little smug, which he had cobbled together through the pronunciation of the names of his two friends.

"Uh, you'd better think again......"

When Bran stopped dwelling with the name of the ancient tree and was ready to plant the seed in its original location, he was met with strong opposition.

"That's my bed!"

Brand......

"I can't sleep when I get out of there!"

Eventually, Bran relented and planted the tree on the other side. As he settled in, Gushu found a more interesting game, and he began to teach Xiaoshu every day in the voice of someone who had come before.

This made Bran breathe a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't pull a sledgehammer at the little tree, then everything was up to him. And judging from the changes of small trees, ancient trees should be a good leader.

Everything is going according to plan.