Act 109 Tonigel and the Young Lord (First Update, Ranking Crazy)

"No, you guessed wrong, Master Berau." Brando shook his head.

The young man closed the door. As the mysterious guest ripped off his cloak, revealing his haunted body and feathered robes covering his folded skin, Tajib bowed deeply to Brando.

Beru was stunned for a moment, "Caveman? He was surprised and said, "Wait, sir, you mean?" The master craftsman reacted quickly, the thing he designed according to the drawings was simply unusable by humans, but it was tailor-made for these underground creatures.

"My lord, when did you deal with cavemen?"

"Didn't we fight them?"

"Yes...... So, what's going on here? The old man was puzzled for a moment.

During the battle with Sir Mintai, Brando's side deliberately withheld the news, and most of the captives were kept in solitary confinement in the dungeon, so the news of the involvement of cavemen in the battle did not leak.

Coupled with the fact that he was indifferent to the affairs of Brando's military group and devoted himself to his forge workshop, he really didn't know that Brando's men had been merged into a large number of caveman clans.

"Your Excellency...... Terrible. Tajib maintained a respectful gesture, but he turned to the master craftsman and replied in a somewhat rusty Cruz.

"So you've taken them in?" Beru asked, turning his head.

Brando nodded.

"Martha is on top," the old man called, "How much have you taken?" He immediately stopped, and suddenly thought of a possibility; The old man looked at Brando with wide eyes and shocked, and stretched out a slap in a trembling voice: "Five hundred? ”

Five hundred was the number of armor that Brando asked him for.

But the young man smiled and shook his head, Beru thought things too simply, just like humans, no matter how many cavemen are soldiers, everyone can't be the strongest fighting power. Moreover, he glanced at Tajib, and although the caveman chief was respectful to him, he would not leave the fate of the entire clan in his hands.

"Three thousand." He said.

Beru choked for a moment, and he hurriedly held on to the corner of the table, "I see, it seems that my old bones are indeed a little too good to keep up with the pace of you young people-" He shook his head, three thousand cavemen? So how do young people win? Not to mention subdued.

It's no wonder that the mercenaries, especially the younger ones, have a high regard for the lord, and he was initially a little dismissive, but now it seems that this is not just blind worship.

"All right," replied Berau, "I see, Pallas is going to be in bad luck now—"

"It's not that simple, so that Count Denel won't be so reckless as to run into his head, he's an old fox," the young lord shook his head, "Sir Mintai's lesson is enough to make him more cautious." ”

"You're saying Pallas will have reinforcements?"

"Isn't that inevitable?" Brando replied.

The old man touched his chin: "That's why you want to arm these cavemen?" ”

"Exactly," Brando patted his armor and said to Tajib, "Tajib, you can try it." ”

"My lord, what...... This is? Tajib couldn't see, but it could hear it as an echo of metal.

"You'll know when you put it on."

"Witch Doctor...... I am. Tajib finally understood that it was a suit of armor, and hurriedly waved his hand: "My lord"

"It's okay, just give it a try." Brando smiled slightly: "This is a gift from me, you don't want to refuse?" ”

"Gifts?" The caveman chief was stunned.

"Your clan isn't a strong underground branch, is it?" Brando asked.

Tajib fell silent, and it nodded. If it is a strong one, it will not be driven to the surface, and they will still prefer to go back to the surface rather than live in the surface world.

But to say that its tribe is actually not small, but it has never found a powerful underground lord as a backer. Tajib knew that he had a hidden danger, that is, in the tribe left to him by his ancestors, the old and weak were the majority, and there were very few qualified combat power in the underground world.

"It's okay," Brando didn't care, "I've said a long time ago that if we can't improve our own strength and skills, then we can focus on improving our equipment-"

"Equip up...... The ascension? Tajib repeated the sentence in confusion.

"I'm going to give your tribe five hundred sets of armor," Brando replied, "heavy armor, for cavemen." ”

The troglodyte chief was obviously stunned by the number, five hundred sets of heavy armor was a huge fortune even underground, and the underground lords would never use these things to arm a group of troglodytes - in other words, a bunch of cannon fodder.

It stammered a little and replied, "Cavemen...... No armor...... Adult"

Cavemen don't wear armor? Brando couldn't help but curse in his heart, the stormtroopers under the troodyte lord and siege master Arache, the heavy armor troodyte assault soldiers in the Third War, still remembered it vividly.

The armor in his hand is actually the blueprint of the original version of the rhinoceros armor designed by Ellache, of course, he hasn't bought the later version, but this set of things is also ahead of the times in the years of flowers and summer leaves.

Brando remembers very well that the first set of rhinoceros armor should have been born about five years later.

"Are you so willing to be cannon fodder? This kind of thing will be a thing of the past, Tajib," the young man shook his head, "I said that this armor was designed especially for you. ”

"Wait" At this time, Bai Lu stopped the two of them: "My lord, do you mean that this set of armor has not been stored before?" ”

"Nature."

The old man looked at the young man, and he was a little angry: "You didn't even let these guys try on a new set of armor, and you let me make more than two hundred sets"

Speaking of the back, the master craftsman was almost roaring. He felt that Brando was simply joking with him, there had never been such a thing since ancient times, a new set of armor was directly put into mass production without even making a real yàn, did this guy think it was a toy?

Of course, if Brando is rich and rivals the country, he can understand, but it is obviously at a time when the territory is just starting out, and it is difficult to even maintain it.

The iron ore used to make more than two hundred sets of armor, which was almost the entire reserve of the fir collar, and even delayed the reconstruction of the city walls for this reason, Antitina came to him more than once to complain about it.

The more he spoke, the more angry he became, especially when he thought of Brando's constant rivalry with Her Royal Highness the Princess, if all the people around Her Royal Highness were like this young man, he even doubted now that there was a future for this damned kingdom.

He felt that he was a master craftsman of the kingdom, and he was actually tricked by this guy. The old man glared at Brando, as if if the young lord didn't give him an explanation, then he was going to let the guy know that he, a master craftsman, also had his own temper

And it's still a bad temper

But Brando's face didn't seem to be shocked, not even the slightest change, but he was a little surprised when Beru first got angry. He didn't expect the old man to be so angry, but after listening to the latter, the young man laughed.

"As for making such a big fuss, Master Berau." He shook his head.

"You're still laughing, you'd better give me an explanation, damn it," the old man replied indignantly, "or I'll give you an explanation today"

"How are you going to give me an explanation?" Brando asked, clasping his hands around him.

When the two began to argue, they seemed to have forgotten Tajib - and of course our Mr. 'Morcan' had been forgotten in the corner from the beginning.

"I, I strike" The old man jumped to his feet.

"Okay, okay, calm down," Brando shook his head, "Master Beru, you're the kingdom's chief craftsman, and you still can't see if this armor can work?" ”

"It is precisely because I am the chief master craftsman of the kingdom that I want to stop you from acting irresponsibly," the old man said indignantly, but he still glanced at the troglodyte chief next to him - he was quite familiar with the armor he had made himself, and just by looking at the troglodyte, he knew that there was nothing wrong with Brando's design.

It looks a little bigger.

However, Tajib called himself a witch doctor, so the warriors among the troglodytes were obviously stronger and must have been an unusually good fit for this set of armor. As for individual physiques that are out of the ordinary, they must only need to be slightly modified.

Seeing this, Bailu's anger involuntarily disappeared a little, and turned to some surprise. Relying on experience alone to draw a design and complete the finished product requires at least several decades of forging experience, and even he may not be able to do it himself-the old man glanced at Brando, and wondered if this young man was a master of deep hiding.

However, he didn't believe this speculation, but asked with some anger: "You didn't make this thing, did you?" ”

Brando nodded, he was also embarrassed to steal the fruits of other people's labor: "This is the design of a friend of mine, who has studied cavemen very well. Of course, as soon as he opened it casually, the caveman Eracher became his friend.

So at this time, someone who was still far away from the ground of Qiaogendigang couldn't help but sneeze.

"That's pretty much it," Brando satisfied his speculation, and the old man stopped pursuing it, and said, "It's best not to play this hand with me in the future, this kind of surprise is better left to you young people, my old bones can't stand your tossing a few times." ”

"You're strict," Brando replied with a grin, "how can this be, I didn't mean to, Master Berau, you are now the most valuable treasure in my realm." ”

"It's only a temporary job—" the old man chirped, not forgetting to remind Brando of this fact. Still, the compliment from the young man's mouth made him very comfortable.

Brando shook his head, then said to the caveman chieftain beside him, "How is it, Tajib, will you accept this gift?" ”

Tajib hesitated, and while Brando was talking to Berrux, he touched the armor. Due to its lack of eyesight, the caveman was more sensitive to touch and hearing than the average person, and although it only felt it cursoly, it was already certain that the armor was tailor-made for its people.

It was a little excited, but it also knew that there was no such thing as a free lunch. The caveman hesitated for a moment and asked, "Your Excellency...... Condition? ”

Brando nodded.

He was very satisfied with Tajib's reaction, of course he couldn't give the caveman five hundred sets of armor for nothing, although it was said that the caveman and the fir collar were in a relationship of advancing and retreating together, but it was not enough.

"The conditions are simple." Brando replied, and then he lowered his voice and whispered something to the caveman chieftain.

Tajib was stunned for a moment, then hesitated, but finally nodded.

"Cheng ...... Delivered. ”

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(PS. Rankings are crazy, students)