In the face of my accusation, Lester was surprisingly calm, shook his head and said: Although it is a group of fifty family numbers, but this is the one I want to use for a month, you must know that the so-called dozen in your mouth is actually just the amount that ordinary orcs need to consume in a battle, even if I don't want to admit this, but I am indeed old, and I have long lost the majesty of carrying a gun in the prime of my life.

Speaking of the end, Rest's tone was a little gloomy, and his dizzy old eyes lost focus, as if he was reminiscing about the good old days.

I have the impression that I have also seen the sub-couplet in the past, and there is a paragraph in it that calls the general to die immediately, and from a profound interpretation, this passage represents the meaning that the general will not fall off his horse even if he dies in battle, just like the heroic wind of dying without falling.

However, the idea of changing the dirty point is a metaphor for the general to hang up because of the wind, thus pointing out the dark side of social realism, which can't help but make a group of silk boys cry, eager to shout at the woman (or maybe the man) who used this method to assassinate the general: Let go of the general, there is a kind of rushing at me!

Alas, look what the internet has done to us.

After sighing in my heart, although I sympathized with Lester Xiongfeng's absence, I still looked like I didn't pretend, and reached out and put the family number package of the sleeve into my arms: I don't care if you use it up in one round or plan to use it for a month, this is the evidence of your unspoken female subordinates, in order to avoid you secretly destroying it later, I will help you put it away first.

Lester said with a smile: "Your Excellency Xu Mo, if you need a set so much, I can give you a box." These sets belong to the necessities of people's livelihood in the tribe, and there is a free quota every month from the lord to the people.

Is the Rococona tribal state so focused on birth control? Although the hospitals of modern Earth also provide free condoms, they are not as exaggerated as I have heard at the moment, and it seems that the inhabitants of the Rococona tribal states do not even need to go out to collect them, and the staff of the local lord's service will send the quota condoms themselves.

This policy has been in place for hundreds of years since the Big 6 regulations were enacted. Speaking of the highlights of his forces, Lester inevitably revealed a sense of pride in his expression: compared with the races with extremely low breeding rates such as elves or dragons, if our orcs' ability to inherit the family is called the second, I believe that no one else on the big 6 dares to take the first throne, thinking that the ancestors of the orcs originally lived in the wilderness. Survival is hard. If the pregnancy rate is not high, I am afraid that there will be no way to pass on the bloodline, but now, although the living environment has improved, this powerful ability has been passed down, since His Excellency Xu Mo was originally a bard. Then naturally we also know the essence of our orcs......

Stop! I just had breakfast. You can't talk about anything else. Do you have to turn the conversation to biology? I don't want to know anything about the reproductive function of orcs, and to paraphrase the most common lines in bad books.

Ah, this consistency seems to make you pregnant right away......

Well. I think the orc spirit is pretty much like that in this sentence, even though I haven't seen it with my own eyes.

The small talk continued for a while, so I waved my hand and said to Lester straight to the point: Lester, do you know why I chose to take Timleth City?

Realizing that he was getting to the point, Lester also retracted his expression and replied solemnly: "Your Excellency Xu Mo, I have a lot of inferences about this, and one of the most likely is that you want to take this opportunity to show the strength you have to the rest of the forces.

I whistled, confusing Lester, who was not familiar to me.

Half of the answer is true, showing strength is part of my plan, but what really motivated me to attack Timeles. I rolled my eyes playfully, and finally settled on Lester's face: mainly because you gave me a very bad impression when you first talked to me.

Lester opened his mouth in disbelief: just that's the reason?!

Yes, that alone led to the fall of the city of Timles.

I didn't mean to joke, I propped my elbows on the table, and put my fingers together in a contemplative motion, and Cyno willingly walked to the window and pulled up the curtains, and the light in the office dimmed suddenly.

I'm sorry, but I still can't accept this reason for a while. Maybe the statement I threw out was too shocking, Lester kept shaking his head from side to side for a while, and kept muttering: This doesn't make sense......

From your point of view, it really doesn't make sense, so let's just put it another way, in fact, even if you don't say it, I can roughly guess what you think of me, which is nothing more than that I must be a failing lord who does things without a brain and does not have a management mind. I reached out to remove the bangs that were in the way, and put my upper body through half of the table, and my body was facing Lester Road, with a little hideous on my face: I admit that I am lazy, not only too lazy to spend my brain energy to build a territory, but I don't have the heart to engage in such a power conspiracy, but this does not mean that I don't have a brain, and the idea of using me as cannon fodder was to put forward the condition of cooperation from the beginning, right?

Without giving Lester the slightest time to speak, I moved forward with every word.

The Slasher is the highest combat power of a single person, and with her joining, she can use the Slasher as the core to attract the main cannon fire of the monster that broke the seal.

If the first wave fails, then the monster will be led to the city of Timeres, using the city as a stronghold, using the magic cannon to attack the monster, and when the magic cannon is used, it will be the turn of the soldiers stationed in the city to attack...... Yes, the soldiers will attack, yes, but it is very likely that my forces will be at the forefront, and it is even more likely that I will be forced to go to the front line myself as early as the first wave of attacks.

Fighting large monsters is risky, and even you, the Ground Snake, who probably won't be able to go to battle, may not be able to survive, let alone me. And if I unfortunately die, then you can get back Fino, the bloodline heir of the family, without much effort, of course, if I am lucky enough to survive, but lose the top combat power of the Slasher, you are very likely to choose to break the contract, after all, although my undead army is huge, but they are all low-level and mid-level cannon fodder, as long as there is no arrow at the forefront of the breakthrough, there is naturally nothing to fear.

At this point, I suddenly applauded: Rest, your calculation is really good. By the quality of the scum soldiers in your own territory. Needless to say, it will not be included in the combat power, so you can be said to have not spent any resources and manpower to play, you just need to stand by and watch the tribal country and me work together to fight monsters, if I lose, of course you will die. This worst-case scenario has not changed. But maybe what if the monster is defeated? In this way, you will be able to reap the benefits of the war at the lowest possible cost. Not only does it ensure the continuation of the family and the title, but it also gets rid of the threat of the time bomb of the sealing monster, which is a good way to kill multiple birds with one stone.

Your Excellency Xu Mo. These are just your personal assumptions and do not necessarily represent my thoughts. Leist's face didn't change, and the dead man's face seemed to be sarcastic to me, so that I didn't want to try to see the slightest clue from the change in his face.

I'm sorry you didn't be my student, Rest, because if they were here, they'd have known...... I do things on the basis of whims and intuition! Grabbing Rest's collar with my left hand, I clenched my right fist and slammed it into his dead face.

Unprepared for such a sudden move, Lester fell backwards along with the chair due to the force of the punch, although I had not practiced substantive martial arts, but at this time my body was already much stronger than ordinary people, and this punch immediately caused Lester to bleed from his nose.

To keep the other guy out of the way, I jumped in front of Lester with one foot on my desk and threw him a left hook as he tried to get up from the ground.

Ahh Lester uttered strange words, and the saliva in his mouth squirted out, but before he could react, I dragged his right foot straight out.

Cyno pushed open the office door to the hallway for me, and only a slight hint of death on her body kept Lester from struggling too much.

The slasher will definitely die, and the most I will suffer is a little flesh pain.

Even if he was just beaten, Lester could find the option that would cause the least damage to himself, which shows that this guy's habit of calculation has long been buried in his bones.

He dragged Lester by the foot to the courtyard of the lord's mansion, and the guards who had been on standby saw that the loyal lord had become such a miserable situation, and immediately drew their weapons without saying a word.

Lifting my hand, I casually threw Lester in the direction as a flying weapon, and because the guards didn't have time to move, in the end, Lester landed and rolled around twice, and his clothes were covered with dust.

Your Excellency Xu Mo, aren't you afraid of attracting the revenge of the tribal countries by doing this? Obviously repaired to this tragic situation, Lester still did not forget to talk about the crusade of the tribal state.

Get you back? There's no doubt that the tribal nations will retaliate, but I guess the timing will fall on the monster that broke the seal and ran somewhere else, right? I imitated Bruce Lee's signature nose wiping action and sneered twice: With me as a big boss to defeat Timles, the Rococona Tribal State will be able to push off the troublesome errand of fighting monsters, which is also the third reason why I defeated Timles, since the soldiers of the tribal country have retreated, you have no other way to go except to cooperate with the only force near me.

Lester was speechless for a while, and with his many years of political experience, I am afraid that what I said would be true.

However, there is no way out, and now there is an opportunity in front of you, the soldiers of the tribal country have just come out, as long as you can defeat me, the leader of the unknown force, you still have a chance to recover the city of Timerles. I hooked my finger at Rest's guards and said the classic line that I had long wanted to try to say in reality: time is limited, and the next slasher will not strike, so you can do it together! (To be continued!)

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