Igunor gritted his fangs and recruited a dozen gnolls, blacksmiths and tanners in one go. If we continue to evaluate it according to the previous opinion, this average size of the same kind will definitely be judged by Igouno to be a loss-making transaction, and then shelved it and never to be ignored again.

But now.

Igouno, whose brains had already turned, immediately arranged them to the construction area that had been prepared long ago after the feelings of these craftsmen had stabilized.

In the place that Igouno used as a construction area, the various processing equipment carried back from the abandoned human town by the cubs under his hand were placed.

In others, Igouno himself consumed some resources and always got them back.

In short, in Igouno's eyes, he has prepared quite good conditions for these craftsmen.

These blacksmiths and tanners have made utensils according to their own working procedures, lit the fire, and banged and pounded after a busy day.

Iguno took their first works from these craftsmen.

Three single blades made of iron and two wooden shields covered with animal skins.

If you evaluate it by the level of human craftsmanship, there is no doubt that these single knives and shields can only be regarded as apprentice-level works. Even if it is thrown to the militia to use, it can only be regarded as barely.

However, this kind of evaluation standard is obviously inappropriate for jackals. For Igouno, these things were already satisfying to him.

You know, until now, the only people who could use iron weapons were the same kind of leader. Moreover, the specifications and sizes of those iron weapons are basically designed according to the size of human beings, and the jackals can only barely use them in their hands.

Except for these collar-level gnolls who use a small number of human weapons, the rest of the wolf cubs are basically useless, if they really don't have any weapons, then they can barely use their claws and teeth alone. Don't you see those powerful gnolls who are making do with a big thick wooden stick?

In short, now with the help of these craftsmen, Igouno felt that after hoarding some weapons and equipment, he could pick out some stronger ones from the wolf cubs under his command and arm them with the metal weapons produced by these craftsmen. Wouldn't it be possible to learn from those human practices and build an elite army or something?

With such a more powerful unit, the certainty of completely taking down the Sentinel Leader will definitely be greater, right?

When encountering such a happy event, Igouno's mood naturally improved. Taking advantage of this joy, Iguno decided to go and eat something to celebrate.

Anyway, it's noon, and he hasn't eaten anything seriously since he got up in the morning and tossed it so far.

By the time the guy was holding a hoof in one hand and a glass of beer in the other, he was eating meat and drinking heartily. Igno suddenly remembered something.

That was the first day of the troops sent to reclaim Daggling, so there should be some news by now, right?

Thinking of this in his mind, Iguno also continued to eat while opening his own control interface, trying to figure out his own information channel to find out how the work of that team of jackals was progressing.

But it just so happened that if Iguno had honestly finished eating, he would have come to check on the condition of the attacking force he had sent.

Then, what Igouno saw should be the bad news that the attack force he sent had been massively pounced.

And it was precisely because he was so early that the news that Iguno saw was that the attack force he had sent and the new troops generated by the remaining lair of Dagger Ridge had converged and were on their way to the attack site.

Seeing such a "not good, not bad" news, Iguno also closed his control interface with peace of mind, and continued to concentrate on eliminating the meat placed in front of him.

The gnoll hero who was munching on his desk had no idea that he would finish the meal.

The attack force he sent happened to collide head-on with the attack force led by Tagio. Then, like the large piece of pork that belonged to him, it was easily and happily slaughtered by the troops belonging to Tagao.

Well, in fact, I can't blame Iguno for being careless. Who told him that his intelligence had a fatal mistake, and he didn't expect that in Dagger Ridge, a place that was originally empty, there would be an opponent of the same type as him and a higher level of quality?

Happily settling his lunch, Igouno rubbed his stomach as he began to think about selecting strong wolf cubs to form an elite army.

No matter, Iguno, the jackal hero who doesn't know that he is actually sad again, for the time being. Turn your gaze back to Tag'o.

After this guy was bitten by Noah, who took the initiative, he was very, and directly copied this girl and put it on the long conference table behind him, and then there was a fierce battle of intestines.

Tagio, who was provoked, directly fought with Noah from top to bottom, from bottom to top.

After a fierce battle to vent all the things he had hoarded for almost 3o years, Noah, who acted as the object of catharsis, naturally softened all over his body, and the whole person lay flat on the conference table and couldn't do anything except move his fingers.

Unlike Noah, who seems to have been played badly, Tagio has obviously moved back and forth many times, but he doesn't feel tired at all after this is over, and even has a little idea of continuing to fight again.

At this point, if a new participant joins the battle, Tag'o will start again, and then again, and again, and whatever.

Of course, it is impossible to have new participants join now, so all Tagio can do is to honestly rest from the truce.

And at this time, the round roll that had disappeared directly with the force of Tagio's throw also jumped out again. The guy told Tagao that the small bathroom attached to the council chamber was ready. Tagao can now go and take a dip in the hot water that has been prepared to relax his body.

Looking at the round and swaying in front of him, he looked like he was trying his best to please, and Tagio didn't bother to say anything more, so he simply led the way in front of him.

Tagio hugged Noah, who was slumped on the conference table.

Following the dangling silver-gray ball, Tagio, who was holding Noah, turned a corner, and within a few steps came to a bathroom that had been prepared long ago.

Looking at Noah, who was already asleep, Tagio simply hugged the girl and soaked in the bath together.

With the moderately warm hot water to soothe his feelings a little, Tagao said to the round roll suspended in front of him, "What, shouldn't you give me an explanation now?" ”

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