Shepard walked over there to the area where the prisoners of war were being held, but saw that several of them were not being held, but were just tied up and aside, these were already tamed slaves, who did some hard work when they needed it, and when they didn't need it, they were tied up and thrown here, and the treatment was no different from that of livestock, if not worse.

Walked over to the slaves and crouched down, the foul smell on their bodies did not change Shepard's expression.

"What tribe are you from?" The voice was low, but it was in the language of the Ruth tribe.

Several of the slaves looked up at him, not saying a word.

Shepard took out a few pieces of jerky from his arms and trembled: "In this way, whoever answers my question, I will give him a piece of jerky, how about it?" ”

Goo-dong.

Among the slaves who looked at the jerky, someone swallowed saliva and hurriedly said, "We are from the [Lehman tribe]!" "They are slaves who have learned to submit, and submission can form inertia, and they can get food just by answering questions, and such a good thing has never happened in the tribe.

Shepard was satisfied with the jerky and threw the jerky into the man's mouth, and continued to ask, "The Lehman tribe that believes in the [Alpine Giant Bear]?" What about your gods? ”

The slaves' eyes flashed with hatred and shame, and Shepard pretended not to see them, and one of them said, "...... Are you pretending not to know? You strangers slaughtered our people and burned down our houses, and your strong men besieged the great Bear Gangto, and the great Bear left the tribe with wounds in order to lure away your strong men......"

"The Alpine Bear ran away?" Shepard frowned, "It's not dead?" "This giant bear is only a divine creature, but it should have died in a previous life.

One of the slaves said angrily, "The great bear is immortal!" As long as there are mountains and dirt under his feet, He will never die! ”

“…… It seems that you can't ask anything. Shepard tossed the rest of the jerky to the slaves, got up and clapped his hands, intending to look elsewhere.

"Yo, our cold handsome guy Troger, why is he so kind to give food to slaves today?" A sweet snort sounded behind him, and when he turned around, he saw a woman wearing a bright dress with half of her ** exposed, and a smile on her face was leaning against the pillar next to him and looking at him.

Shepard snorted coldly, and walked straight past the coquettish woman without saying a word.

The woman shook the silk screen on her hand and said with a smile: "Oh, don't go, still thinking about your little girl?" Listen to me, isn't my Yenalis's body sexier than your country lady? When it's time to enjoy life, you have to let go, maybe when you go back, your little sweetheart will even have a child! ”

Shepard, who had his back to this side, didn't look back, just snorted angrily twice, and let the woman behind him laugh.

'Loving God's Priest...... What a hassle. Shepard was very helpless, he didn't mind discussing the philosophy of life with the priest who loved God, but unfortunately this disguised identity was an innocent iceberg man, so he could only say a pity in his heart.

Although the church of the red-haired lady Shuna was not officially joined in the first expedition, the goddess of love is usually indispensable wherever there is a pledon between men and women, and as one of the few powerful female gods in the good god line, the power of love and passion can never be underestimated.

Many people in the camp were packing their things, and the bulletin board was hung with the news that the expeditionary force was about to send men back to the Old World to continue the mobilization of the second expeditionary force.

"Huh...... The Lehman tribe was disabled, and the life and death of the giant bear were unknown, although there were slight differences from the plot of the previous life, but the overall change was not much, the captured slaves, the captured gold, silver and precious stones, and the rich animal and plant resources in the wild...... Even better is a pristine new continent! Even Amberie is going to start moving......"

Shepard sneered in his heart, the expeditionary force had a smooth start, sweeping the northern coast near the landing site, and crippling the only big tribe in the northernmost part in one fell swoop, and they were already impatient to mobilize more forces and come here to divide the cake.

"Neither the troll of the Ruth tribe nor the wind bird of Tatoth are as easy to deal with as the bear...... Hehe. Shepard snorted softly, and went to the quartermaster in Troger's name to sign up for the return party to the Old World.

"Trogger! Aren't you going to accumulate merit and gain nobility so you can marry your little sweetheart? Why do you want to go back now? "Some familiar people said that it was incredible, everyone was fighting well, and the captives could be caught, as well as those gold and gems that were used as ornaments and ornaments by the natives, this land was rich and seemed to be flowing with wealth, and at this time going back was regarded as a drudgery to delay making a fortune, but I didn't expect that there were still people who took the initiative to sign up, or the most undeserved Trogger.

The corners of Shepard's mouth twitched, and with suppressed anger on his face, he roared lowly, "They...... They said Ellie wouldn't wait for me, and I didn't believe it...... I'm going to go back and see! ”

"Tsk, more than half a month of sailing, just to go back to see your little lover, although the Lady of the Sea's church has promised to escort us, but there is also a pure natural storm threat, I really don't know what you think......"

The people next to him obviously knew Troger's temper, shook their heads and muttered a few words, and they didn't intend to continue to persuade him.

Shepard breathed a sigh of relief, and after registering, he quietly waited for the day of departure.

A few days later, on the Purple Flower Pier.

Several large ships set sail, laden with Church of the Gods trophies that needed to be brought back to the Old World, and only a few seriously wounded and few people would follow them back to the Old World, except for the necessary sailors.

At the time of departure, Shepard stood at the stern of the ship, he continued to maintain a domineering and cold appearance, extremely effective in minimizing the possibility of accosting, the priests of the gods were guarding the important possessions of the church or having fun in the cabin, and no one paid attention to this lonely adventurer.

As the fleet moves away from land, the Purple Flower Pier is in full swing as the dock is being expanded, which will serve as an important base for the expeditionary force, and in addition to welcoming the subsequent fleet, many buildings will be built, including taverns, inns, blacksmith shops, and small shrines.

The slaves were guarded by the overseers and did hard work, and the advantage of the better human constitution in the New World became the source of suffering, forcing them to do more hard work.

When the coastline of the New World disappeared in his eyes, Shepard withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked to the bow of the ship, looked at the distant sea and sky, and laughed in a low voice: "The Old World, I'm back again......"

*

The ruins of the town of Loslick.

The original kobold captain, holding a huge stick burning with flames, knocked the original chief to the ground, and added a few more sticks, with the sound of clattering skulls, the kobold chief lying on the ground was completely lifeless.

The kobold captain Taylor bared his teeth, revealing bloodshot and fleshy teeth, glared angrily at the other kobolds gathered around, and roared, "This waste, it's dead!" Now, I'm the strongest kobold! I'm the new patriarch! You guys! Who is not convinced?! ”

The crowd of kobolds onlookers threw themselves to the ground and loudly expressed their obedience to Taylor: "Powerful patriarch! Mighty Taylor! ”

The kobold patriarch Taylor bared his teeth and said loudly, "You guys! You must all follow me and worship my gods! Believe in the great sword of light! ”

"Follow me! One cut in two, the Bright Sword! ”

"Yes! One cut in two, the Bright Sword! ”

*

Church City, Inner City, Balcony on the third floor of the Temple of the Lord of Light.

Lying on the chaise longue, Shepard was covered with soft fur and coarse cloth, soft and comfortable, with flower tea soaked in flower petals and honey at his hand, and the washed and cut fruit was placed on a copper plate on a small table.

Flowers of different colors compete with each other, and the fragrance of flowers and the fresh smell of earth and grass mix to make those who smell it drowsy.

Shepard, who was pretending to be asleep, suddenly opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Why do you have a guest and don't say a word?" I have freshly brewed flower tea here, if you don't mind, please come and try it. ”

In the quiet roof garden, there was only the sound of the wind blowing, and after a while, a tall and slender figure suddenly walked out of the house, and said in a gentle but very majestic tone: "Since His Excellency the Pope invited, it would be rude for Landil to refuse." ”

The man who came out was an incomparably handsome male elf, noble and elegant, majestic and self-reliant, with a more mature countenance, wearing a soft robe of mainly green and gold, made of animal fur and satin.

Shepard exclaimed: "The temperament is unparalleled, the abundance is handsome, and the elves are indeed the race favored by the world." As he spoke, he poured tea for the king of the [Kingdom of Sylvan].

Randuil smiled, "The human enthusiasm and passion for life are the envy of the elves, and they don't have to suffer the torture of immortality, but cherish every day of life more." ”

He took a sip of his tea and was full of praise: "Lemmon Kel told me about this drink, although it is not complicated to make, it is more natural than the drink we spend a lot of time and effort to make from collecting nectar. ”

Shepard said with a smile: "Although this flower tea is simple, it also requires the girls to pick the most delicate petals in the early morning, and then fry them after drying, and then seal them with beeswax to preserve the fragrance of the flowers, and honey is also the cleanest and sweetest royal jelly, far from being as simple as it seems." ”

Hearing this, Randil glanced deeply at the human on the other side: "Yes, many things seem simple, but they may be very complicated behind them, such as His Excellency the Pope's proposal to form an alliance with our wood elves, which puzzles me. ”

Shepard said to Randil with a calm face: "Your Excellency Randil, you must have already seen the conditions I listed, I don't know what else to understand?" ”