"I haven't seen you for a few days, and the esteemed Lord Druid is completely different. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Varif greeted him with a little humility and smiled heartily. The gray beard is well maintained, and the whole person looks very energetic. The fat man is still smiling, "Boss Varif is still in style." ”

After entering the reception room on the second floor, there are still precious watermelons and pine nuts to entertain. This shows that watermelons and pine nuts are indeed a collection that Varif is proud of, and it also shows that Varif's collection is not a small number.

"I knew that the esteemed Lord Druid was absolutely extraordinary. You did it! Even if my support for you is not yet in place. You know, Kidd has been trying to steal my property, and he's the worst of Rog's camp. I was expecting you to be able to clean up Kidd, but I didn't expect it to take such a short time. You did it! Variif did not hesitate to speak, and greeted the two beauties, one big and one small, warmly, and the two beauties also gave Varif enough face.

Watermelon and pine nuts are compared to "delicious in the world", or they are not as good. It's much stronger than Acala's shortbread.

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"Boss Varif is very well informed." The fat man smiled a little, but did not continue the topic, "I made a special trip to visit Boss Varif in the hope of getting your help. ”

"It's my pleasure!" Varif smiled happily and had a curled beard. Although he has a lot of respect for the fat man, he doesn't treat the fat man as an outsider.

The next moment, though, the smile on Variev's face froze.

"I want to know how much food Boss Varif has stockpiled." The fat man asked with a smile.

"Dear Lord Druid, I thought you were different." Varif's voice trembled a little.

"I'm really different." The fat man smiled as usual.

"In such a short period of time, you will be able to compete with those two giants? Ah no, you must have made a deal with them! Variif smiled a little sadly.

Both Eliza and Wendy stopped eating. Eliza was somewhat puzzled, but she firmly supported Xu Huang's position. Wendy tugged at the fat man's sleeve tightly with her little hand dipped in watermelon juice, and then shook it from side to side.

The fat man smiled at Eliza and touched Wendy's little face again.

"Uncle Varif you're thinking too much. I plan to organize everyone to open up the wasteland and farm, but there are no seeds. I think Uncle Varif will be generous. Of course, I won't let Uncle Varieve pay for nothing. The fat man smiled and reached for the watermelon, but Wendy quickly put it to his mouth.

"If I bullied poor Uncle Varif Wendy wouldn't have sent me watermelons, would she?" The fat man teased Wendy with a strange expression.

Wendy lowered her head in shame and annoyance, and then raised her hand to cover the fat man's mouth. It's a pity that the fat man's mouth is too big, and Wendy's hands are too small, so he was actually eaten......

As far as the miserable experience goes, six or seven-year-old Wendy—well, no one knows the age of the poor baby—has been through far more than seventeen-year-old Eliza.

Variv's miserable laughter made Wendy feel hopeless.

"Uncle?" Varif muttered the title, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes. This esteemed druid, he actually called me uncle......

Varif is trapped in this situation, which is indeed a kind of sad helplessness. Although there is his luxurious estate in Camp Roge. The creatures of hell cut off the road to the east, and Camp Rogue became the last place of peace - but only an island......

What if someone could get the road open and Varif could get out safely, and give him a little bit of possessions?

However, Variif saw no such hope. The former Big Three divided the Rogge camp into private property. But he didn't think about attacking the east.

Or, the mid-level transferees in the East are everywhere, and the high-level transferees often surface, and these three giants are extremely dignified existence only in Camp Rogge, right?

There is no lack of malicious speculation on the part of Varif that is not necessarily true.

After the passage to the East was opened, a large number of job changers poured in, and the so-called Big Three were nothing more than scum......

Previously, Varif was able to survive with the covetousness of the Big Three, but it was only due to the lack of effective communication between the Big Three.

But it was a precarious equilibrium, ready to topple at any moment, and Varif could be doomed at any moment, with a sword of Damocles hanging over his head......

Of course, Variif is not without self-preservation. There are fifty loyal bodyguards stationed in the manor. Although they are just ordinary people, they can lay down their lives for Varif. Ordinary people who have been well trained and skilled in the art of cooperation will still be able to compete with them if they overcome their natural fear of job changers. At the very least, it will cost the job changer a great deal before it dies.

Therefore, Variif tried very hard to get close to the relatively weak fat man and joined forces to protect himself.

It's entirely doable.

However, when the fat man walks into the manor with two beautiful women, big and small, without any guilt, it means two things, or that the big three, of which the fat man is one of the new giants, have reached an agreement. Or maybe the fat man has been able to compete with the other two giants independently.

That is, the end of Variif has come.

So when the fat man asked about the grain, Varif's misery could not be concealed at all.

Sure enough, people are not to be seen. This druid is so honest-looking, and he has a silly smile......

I once pinned all my hopes on him, and I traveled north and south to practice the ability to recognize people, and I did everything possible to encircle him...... I'm just a joke!

This world, after all, is the world of job changers. Ordinary people are nothing more than their fish - slaughtered at will, without scruples......

It turns out that this is just a joke, a scared joke?

Ah no, the honorable Lord Druid didn't expect me to think so much!

Ah no, or is it also a quiet warning?

Variif I was shrewd, with the body of a mortal, accumulated a huge fortune, and for a while he couldn't see this respected druid master clearly.

At least one thing, he has no intention of robbing me of my wealth.

What's more, he called me Uncle - I'm just an ordinary person, right?

"There is no problem with the wheat seeds, and I promise to meet your needs for cultivating the land without any compensation!" Varif's beard rose again, as if he had experienced a strong wind and rain, and in an instant, it was clear.

"I thank Uncle Varif for all the Roggs!" The fat man still had a smile on his face, thinking that the trip was a great success.

"In the words of Lord Akara, I'm also a member of Rog, hehe, New Rogge!" Variif smiled happily too.

The New Rogue is a wonderful irony.

"Uncle Varref, you're safe, I promise!" The fat man looked at Varif sincerely.

"Thank you!" Variif saw in the fat man the purity of nature and the confidence of Peiran. Although it was not clear for a moment where this confidence came from - he was still the weakest transferee, barely becoming one of the Big Three......

However, I can give all my support. Even if it's just for a "big uncle".

"By the way, dear Mr. Druid, I have a small gift for you!"

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