A lot of information about our team in the northern foothills of the wasteland will fly like snowflakes to this castle during this afternoon, and every noble person who lives in this castle needs to know something about us, and their attention will not be me, but Kuz, the seventh son of the Grand Chief of Kurad, who has been taken around the continent by his grandfather, the high priest of Kurousaman, since he was a child. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

For this orc boy who was born in the same year as Kuz, I can even make up the disdain on Culio's face at this time, telling the orcs around him about our 'bad deeds' in the wasteland. For this son of the acting chief Kut, I can't understand why he is so consummated, it is completely a free-range posture of letting the seedlings grow. Kuzi stiffened his neck and tried to speak, but was quietly pulled by his mother sitting next to him.

The cups and lamps were staggered, and the dinner was coming to an end. The fried cracked hoof beef tasted very delicious, and after I ate the portion on my plate, I ate the remaining half of the fried meat from Kige, and forked it onto my plate without disgust, so angry that Kige stomped on me under the table.

"I heard you're a great magician?" The young orc on the other side smiled like a blooming sunflower, and asked the careful Qige, who saw Qige look up and look at it with those beautiful talking eyes, and his swarthy face instantly swelled into a sauce-purple color.

Kig nodded very ladylikely, his big eyes winking at the young orc, and his delicate face was smiling like nothing.

The orc suddenly seemed to think of something, and in a panic, he wiped the corners of his mouth stained with oil and blood with the napkin on his chest, revealing a humble embarrassment.

Kurt takes the last bite of onion soup from the disc. Raising his head, his eagle-like sharp gaze looked at Kuz, and asked, "Xiao Qi." What are your plans for the future?"

The loud voice drowned out all the cacophony in the dining room, and the table became silent. Almost everyone in the room wanted to know. How will Kut treat this younger brother who is about to participate in the coming-of-age ceremony, in the generation of the Ku family of the blood wolf clan, there is no doubt that Kut is the most powerful, but he is not the most favored one, the most favored is the seventh little master Kuz. After Kut became the acting chief of Guruding Town, he drove all his five younger brothers to the outermost part of the Blood Wolf Tribe's sphere of influence by suppressive means, and asked them to guard the border of the Blood Wolf Clan's territory of influence.

At that time, Coote forcibly suppressed most of the opposition. This time, everyone was watching from the sidelines, but Kuzi, who had just returned from a trip to the wasteland, was invisibly pushed to the forefront, and everyone was watching, seeing what you Kut would do! Will the younger brother who has not yet participated in the coming-of-age ceremony be sent to the border without humanity, or will he stay by his side and watch it personally, in either case, once it is not good. It will cause a backlash from those who oppose Kut. But in the face of the imminent return of Old Kuru, no one dared to risk angering Old Kuru and embarrass Kuz at this time.

"When I came back this time, I walked for a month in the northern foothills of the wilderness. I have experienced a lot of things, I have seen many hunters begging for a living in the wasteland, and I have seen that their lives are very hard. There are a lot of orcs who don't have the ability to protect themselves. In order to be able to eat a full meal, he risked his life in the wilderness. When on the road. We also met a small tribe of men who had fought the Grey Dwarf bandits last year. All of them died in the battle, leaving only a few old and weak women and children. When we met them, we saw the orc girls of the tribe digging wild vegetables in the wasteland with their children, and their leader was seriously injured by the wind wolves in the Wild Wolf Gorge, and the tribe could not survive in the wasteland. So I took them back to the town of Gurudin, and they came with me eating wild vegetables along the way, because I promised them that I would take them home. ”

After Kutz said this, there was silence in the restaurant. Every werewolf here is not unaware that the orcs of the entire Pai Plateau are famine, but the nobles of these wolf clans rarely think carefully about the life and death of the orcs in those small tribes, but they are accustomed to knowing that after the spring hunt, they ask for demon antelope skins, and when they fight, they ask for strong warriors.

Kutz continued, "Big brother, the annual coming-of-age ceremony will only be held in early summer, and there is still more than a month before here, and I want to bring those orcs back to their homeland with my friends, help them settle down, and then participate in the early summer coming-of-age ceremony. The people of those tribes said that there were endless potatoes in the swamps of their hometown, and I wanted to lead those people to dig up the potatoes there, so that there would be no more famine in the territory of our blood wolf clan. ”

At this time, Kuz's mother, who was sitting on the side, suddenly changed her face, looked at her son in horror and screamed, "You want to go to the Swamp of Death?"

"No, how dare I go there!" said Kutz, who said with great ease, and comforted his mother, "After Grandpa took me out of the town of Gurudin, I walked along the edge of the Death Swamp all the way east, and although I am no stranger to it, I still know very well how dangerous it is. This time I just want to go to the drowning moor on the edge of the swamp, and you don't have to worry about it. It was next to the edge of the swamp of death, and my son and I took a group of people to dig some potatoes and transport them back. ”

"Drowned, where do you want to go?" Coot's eyes lit as he looked at Kuz, who was comforting his mother.

Speaking of which, the plague of demonic beasts in the drowning area has been going on for a long time, and almost every year, a wave of corpses will hit the orc towns on the edge of the swamp, and the solution in the past was very simple, these orc tribes on the edge of the swamp would unite and gather enough warriors to drive those zombies that crawled out of the swamp back into the swamp. This year's ****** has made the men of the tribe have no time to take care of these swamp zombies, so that a large wave of corpses has been formed, and this problem has plagued the high-ranking members of the Guruding tribe as early as a month ago, and even held several elders' meetings to discuss how to deal with the corpse tide.

The current problem faced by the Guruding tribe is the lack of warriors who can resist the swamp zombies, as the western gate of the orc tribe on the Pai Plateau, the Guruding fortress is the first barrier against the Grimm Empire, even after so many years of peace, it still does not make the orcs let their guard down. The reason is that the Pai Plateau is already the last paradise of the orcs, and they have no way to retreat. So at any time. The Gurudin Fortress will be stationed with more than 30,000 elite soldiers.

In the war against the gray dwarf bandits a year ago, a large number of werewolves in the prime of life have been killed. So much so that in the spring hunt this spring, in order to gather enough hunters, hunt the demon antelope group in the depths of the wasteland, so that many small tribes are only left with orcs and children, so that the tribes living on the edge of the swamp do not have enough strength to resist the corpse tide, so that later the corpse tide has formed a scale, and even the current high-level people of Guruding are helpless for a while.

Hunters who have the strength to hunt monsters are all in the depths of the wasteland. If they were to be sent back to a group of people hunting swamp zombies, it would affect the harvest of the entire spring hunt. Among the many magical beasts in the wasteland, the demon antelope is the lowest existence among the magical beasts, and it can be reluctantly classified as a first-class magical beast. The strength of the wind wolf is already considered a low-to-average first-level demonic beast, but if a group of wind wolves gathers together, their strength will increase exponentially. On the Pai Plateau, the salamander has always been an existence that can be used as the top of a first-level demonic beast. But the most rough-skinned and thick-skinned monsters with the highest defensive power are these swamp zombies in the Swamp of Death.

Here in Gurudin, there are still some ordinary orc reserve warriors. However, the higher-ups of Guruding Town have not used these powers, because they don't want the beast hunters who are not strong enough to die in vain. The feathered arrows that were shot with an ironwood bow could not pierce the hard skin of swamp zombies. In the past, there were human adventure groups that stayed in the town of Gurudin, but in the last month. These high-level demon hunters were hired by the human merchants in the town to protect them and go deep into the wasteland to buy the skins of the demon antelope.

"Can your alloy bow shoot through that hard shell of a swamp zombie?" asked Kurt, looking at Kurz with a slight frown.

Kuz has an alloy bow with a top-topped weapon. The news had already reached Coot's ears, but he didn't believe he wasn't yet fourteen. The younger brother who participated in the wolf clan's coming-of-age ceremony passed the hunter's trial and was able to shoot skill arrows with armor-piercing attributes.

"Not yet. It should be soon!" Kuz did not hide shyly at this time, but said confidently.

Coot's brows furrowed even deeper, and he asked in a deep voice, "Then what qualifications do you have to deal with those swamp zombies? Have you ever thought that if you die on the edge of the Death Swamp, I will be guilty of persecuting my siblings for the rest of my life because of you?"

Kuzi puffed up his chest, raised his head very high despite his mother's obstruction, and said very forcefully and loudly: "I want to go myself, and it has nothing to do with you, big brother." My reason is simple, I want to dig up all the potatoes buried there and distribute them to the starving orcs so that they can survive ******. ”

I pulled the hem of Kuzi's clothes down there, this guy always wanted to be Lei Feng when his mind was hot, and he didn't benefit himself at all.

When Kuz said this, Kut's face was even more gloomy, and I thought to myself: If I were the Great Chief, you Kuz would have to think about it more, what are you doing, what do you want to do? Go to the edge of the Death Swamp to hunt swamp zombies, this is reasonable, after all, zombies have a high chance of having a magic core, but as the seventh son of Kurad, if you dig up the sweet potatoes there and distribute them to the hungry werewolves, this is a bit ill-intentioned, is this buying people's hearts? Or is it challenging the authority of the newly appointed Acting Chief Kut?

"Az, what are you talking about! Didn't those sweet potatoes be shipped back to Gurudin's town to be sold?, and the elders of the Presbyterian Church would give you that little spare money?" I whispered to the side, but the voice was sure that most of the orcs at the table could hear it.

Sure enough, when many people looked at me again, they had a kind of contempt for businessmen: What a profiteer who plucked the feathers of geese! Kutz scratched his head a little dazedly, and quietly leaned down and asked me: "Didn't you say that you should give some of the sweet potatoes to the poor and sell the rest?"

The orcs at the table were all clear, and it turned out that they really wanted to take advantage of the ****** to pick the last copper plate in the pockets of those poor orcs.

Kuzi said such a sentence very honestly, in fact, the second half of the sentence is a little unclear, but the effect is even better.

Actually, Kuz originally wanted to say: Is the rest of the noodles made into noodles and then sold to those Terran merchants?

I winked at Kuz, he didn't quite understand what I was saying, didn't understand the noodles that were clearly intended to be sold to Terran merchants. What does it have to do with the Orc Elders, but they won't contradict me.

Coote sat in his chair. After a moment of silence, he asked, "I know that your friend is a magician, and this boy is also Grandpa's apprentice." You may have your own way of dealing with swamp zombies. However, for the advice of my brother, I will tell you that the most dangerous thing in the Swamp of Death is definitely not the zombies who can't even run, and it doesn't matter how you provoke the zombies, just go back the way you came, the big guys won't hurt you, but you have to have a plan. The Red-Eyed Bat and the Death Reaper are both speed-type monsters that will drain or split your blood in two the moment they touch you!"

"Since your brother likes that swamp, why don't you just leave the edge of the swamp in his hands?" The oldest orc-looking lady sitting at the top suddenly spoke, her face facing Kut, but the kind-looking eyes looked sharply at Kuz's mother.

Although Kut paused, he hesitated, but after a moment he still said, "Yes." Mother, do as you ask. ”

At this moment, Kuzi's mother has been confused by this sudden change.

"Xiao Qi, let me ask you again. Are you sure you're going to Drown?" asked Kurt meaningfully, placing one hand on the wooden table, his index finger fluttering and tapping rhythmically on the wooden table. I feel a little conflicted inside. Then he added: "Maybe you can think about it carefully, maybe it would be a good choice for you to stay in Gurudintown to help me." ”

As soon as these words were spoken. Immediately drew a glaring glare from the oldest orc noblewoman, and Kuz's mother gave Kut a surprised look. Hurriedly and secretly tugged at Kuz's sleeve, trying to get him to agree.

In the minds of the Kuz family, the castle of Gruudin was undoubtedly the safest and most comfortable place, they had been the wolf orc nobles for too long, and had been tainted with the bad habits of the human nobility who enjoyed a life of ease and luxury. In my opinion, staying anywhere in the Blood Wolf Clan is probably going to stay in Guruding Town, what else can I do here besides learning intrigues?

Kuz smiled and glanced at Big Brother Kut gratefully, no one here is a fool, everyone knows that in this ****** period, there is no better place than Gurudin, at least stay here and never have to worry about starvation, disease, monster invasion and gray dwarf bandits, although those gray dwarves have disappeared, but they have left indelible scars on the orcs.

Standing up from the chair, at this time everyone in the restaurant realized that the weak orc child in their original impression had now become a somewhat thin orc boy, his hands were on the dining table, his eyes looked at all the young werewolves on the table firmly, and he took three deep breaths evenly, and then said: " I love adventure, I also love hunting, and before I set out from Yemen, I only wanted to participate in the coming-of-age ceremony, and I wanted to hunt two demon antelope in the northern wilderness with my friend Jijia, and then sew a demon antelope skin light armor for myself. I think wearing such a suit of monster leather armor can make a big show at the coming-of-age ceremony. ”

He looked at me, and then said, "Before the two of us entered the Northern Foothills Wasteland alone, Jijia secretly asked me, and he said, 'Az, is it dangerous for the two of us to enter the Northern Foothills Wasteland?' I said, "Will you be a little, are you afraid?" He shook his head and said to me: I'm not afraid, I'm just worried that I will become your oil bottle. ”

I was just trying to make sure there would be any danger for me and Kuz to go into the wasteland, and I didn't think about anything else. And later, Azi also made it clear that even if he couldn't hunt the demon antelope, there would be absolutely no problem with ensuring the safety of both of us.

Just as I was in reminiscence, Kuz continued: "Our caravan came out of the Death Road in the northern foothills, and in the valley passage at the exit we encountered a group of young Grey Dwarf bandits, and Giga and I almost lost our lives in that battle, but we both survived, and got the first sum of money from the Grey Dwarf bandits, and bought the alloy bow with all we had. I remember that the two of us really went out of our way to buy a good bow that could break through the armor of the Antelope, and we even considered selling the only bottle of healing potion we had. Later, we walked into the Northern Foothills Wasteland together, completed our original plan, and hunted enough demon antelopes that I can now wear demon antelope skin armor to participate in the coming-of-age ceremony. However, my friend Giga told me that he would return to the Grimm Empire with her sister in a few days, and I now realize that I have not given Giga a decent gift. Outside the exit of the valley road in Yelian Mountain, a few of us met the wise man Mayana, who told us that the swamp zombies can be refined from corpse fire oil, and these corpse fire oils that can be made into fire phosphorus bombs are very valuable in the Grimm Empire, maybe we can hunt some swamp zombies to exchange a little money for his journey home. (To be continued.) )