Chapter 343: Monray and Mike
Inside the main hall of the Gravel Castle. Updates are fast and ad-free.
Meng Rui's whole body shrank in a specially made soft collapse, and the administrator and the sergeant major stood in the distance with their heads bowed.
"Can you find out who set the fire?" Meng Rui yawned lazily, his face sweaty, and his fat flesh was glowing greasy.
The administrator shook his head and looked at the sergeant major.
The sergeant major cleared his throat and said: "It should be two outsiders, dressed as mercenaries, who started to set fire to the northwest barracks after causing a riot, and after the patrol felt the scene, the two had disappeared, and there should be a wood magician." β
Meng Rui grabbed the fruit next to him and smashed it, snorting angrily: "I said to find out who set the fire, I didn't ask you about the process." β
The sergeant major did not dodge or dodge, and let the hard fruit hit his eyes, looking terrified.
"Waste, all waste." Meng Rui said in a rough manner, as if he had exhausted all the strength of his body just throwing the fruit, and waved his hand impatiently to make the two of them retreat.
After the two of them exited the conference hall, Meng Rui's body jumped up from the soft collapse with agility, not at all like a dead fat man of more than two hundred pounds, sneakily stretched out his head to see that the two had indeed left, trotted all the way to the door, and closed the two wooden doors tightly.
A young man came out of the curtain behind the soft collapse, with a stubbled beard and a haggard face, and his cloth clothes were full of greasy.
"Big Cousin Mack, how can this be good, seeing that Blackjack has sent more and more troops, he can't hold it back." As soon as Meng Rui saw the young man, he poured bitter water.
Mike said helplessly: "Who would have thought that Blackjack would openly declare his independence and unite so many former vassal states of the Holy See. β
"Oh, Princess Cana is also true, not to mention that the Sons of Chaos of the Bloodhoof Tribe can help us, why hasn't there been any news for so long."
Mike reprimanded with a blank face, "Monray, pay attention to your tone. β
"Hehe, I know it's wrong, not next time." Meng Rui seemed to be a little afraid of Mike, and opened his mouth to say: "Have you done some kind of steel puppet, or let's take the guards and steel puppets to the royal city, and kill Black Jack directly, and then send a message to Princess Cana and let Prince Scott succeed to the throne directly." β
Mike sneered: "Go to the royal city, it's up to you?" Do you think Blackjack is a three-year-old kid who can be kneaded? β
Meng Rui smiled and said, "Don't you still have your steel puppet." β
Mike shook his head and said: "The parts of the puppet have been made, and it is not too troublesome to assemble, mainly because it cannot be driven, the drawings are incomplete, and there is no help from Miranda, counting you, a fat man who only knows how to eat, you need at least twenty-four strong men to control, there are a lot of mercenaries in the city, and strong men are not too difficult to find, mainly because they are afraid of leaking the news." β
"What then? The steel and armor weapons that Blackjack shipped here before, but all of them were made for you to melt into molten iron to make puppets, and the sergeant major and the administrator are already suspicious, when are we going to wait? β
"You're too bold, but there's nothing you can do about it." The young man hesitated for a moment and said, "First summon some strong men from the city, assemble the puppets and see how it works." β
"What if the news is revealed?"
The young man was stopped by Meng Rui, opened his mouth, and did not speak.
Meng Rui's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly: "If you really can't do it, just kill them all, I'll do it myself." β
The young man felt that the temperature around him seemed to drop a little, and his face was a little unnatural.
Meng Rui noticed the strange appearance of the young man, and said with a big smile: "Okay, big cousin, don't mind, this fighting spirit I have cultivated is like this, hehe, you and I will take the deeds of the Bloody Hoof Chieftain Son of Chaos, I heard that some time ago, the Sword Saint Tai and the third-order fire dragon were defeated in his hands, and I don't know if it's true or not." β
Mike remembered the face that was not much younger than himself, and said with a look of fascination: "Rumors? I think it should be true, and even if he defeats the Holy Order Archmage, I won't be surprised, the Chief of the Bloodhoof Tribe, Lord Allen, in my eyes, it is a legend, a legend that needs to be looked up to by my generation. β
Meng Rui sat on the cushion and said with a deferential expression: "You tell me again what you know, and tell me more about the details of his resistance to the Beamon Behemoth, yes, and how the powerful warriors under his command defeated the Beamon Orcs." β
"Actually, we don't know each other, even if we only met a second time in a hurry when we were in the camp, how can a character like him pay too much attention to a small person like me, I remember him, but Your Excellency Allen may not remember me."
Meng Rui retorted: "Cousin, don't be presumptuous, you and Sister Miranda are the best puppeteers in my clan, it's just that Lord Allen doesn't know you, if we solve Blackjack, why don't we go to the Bloodhoof Tribe, let's join forces against the Beamon Orcs." β
Mike said with a bitter face: "In your eyes, or in the eyes of the outside world, I am the hottest puppeteer in the Principality of Sadidor, but in the eyes of Lord Allen, in the Bloodhoof Tribe, I am just a gravel hidden by the light of the stars. β
"Is that an exaggeration? No matter how powerful the barbarian warriors of the Bloodhoof Tribe are, no matter how brave the giants are, aren't they all ordinary warriors, and puppeteers are rarer than magicians. β
"Do you know the most famous Earl of Thackeray in the younger generation of the Duchy of Lotral?"
Meng Rui nodded and said: "Both civil and military, born in the top nobles, a third-order fighting warrior, it is rumored that he defected to His Excellency Allen, have you seen it?" The Bloodhoof Tribe has such an excellent guy, it must be like a tiger. β
"In the Bloodhoof Tribe, he only plays the role of leading the barbarian warriors to charge!"
Meng Rui was puzzled and said, "Isn't this Qu Cai, a third-order fighting spirit warrior, I'm only advanced to the third order." β
"Third-Order Fighting Warrior." Mike shook his head and smiled, "Have you seen Princess Cana's chief of guard, Oxon?" β
"I've seen it, the best martial artist in the Sadido royal guard."
Mike smiled bitterly and said, "In the Bloodhoof camp, he is a tea errand runner, and a group of murderers have a higher status than him. β
Seeing that Meng Rui was completely stunned when he heard him say this, Mike continued: "Not to mention the third-order fighting spirit warrior, the former royal guard of the Duchy of Lotral, the Rock Beast, and the youngest magician known as the pearl of Lotle, Her Royal Highness Princess Hathaway, almost obeys His Excellency Allen.
"No. No, not to mention that Princess Hathaway has a brutal personality, and how many big names make her three points. β
"In the brutality, compared to His Excellency Allen, heheγγγγγ" Mike smiled and continued: "There is also the Blind Dragon Sword Saint, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have known that the Blind Dragon Master was actually called by His Excellency Allen, and I couldn't tell that it was the extreme powerhouse of my human race, and the Dark Great Wizard, the Magister, just acting as the big steward in the Bloodhoof Camp, not to mention those rumored big people, such as the Holy Son Orpheus, who couldn't be tough in front of His Excellency Allen, and the undead Great Demon Master Conslet, who stirred up the world decades ago, you say, I'm a puppeteer, Is it worth too much attention from Lord Allen? If he hadn't saved me, he might never have looked me in the eye. β
Meng Rui's fat body trembled with excitement, with a yearning look on his face, and muttered: "If I can fight side by side with these people once, even if I die, I will have no regrets." β
Mike nodded, approving.
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The entire gravel fort began in the morning, and the whole city was obviously under martial law.
Every mercenary is to be screened, and every house is carefully searched by patrolmen.
The mercenaries who came from other places were not good men and women, and after being investigated, their patience became more and more lacking.
Originally, this gravel fort had already become a military city, not to mention the entertainment places such as bars and brothels, and even personal freedom was restricted, and more and more foreign mercenaries and patrols had friction and quarrels.
Perhaps the city lord's hall got the news that martial law was finally over at noon, but the patrols that walked out into the streets were doubled, and there were patrols almost every few hundred yards apart.
The decision-makers of the Gravel Fort were clever enough to divide the city into four districts, the north, south, and west, with the local mercenaries of Sadidor, the mercenaries and crossbowmen of the Stag Federation, Kennick's Red Sword Corps, and the baggage forces and non-combatants confined to their respective areas.
Alan basked in the sun on the highest bell tower in the middle of the city, with his legs crossed.
Rooney took on a werewolf form, his body bent into an incredible shape, and he kept sticking out his big tongue and licking his leg hair.
Alan kicked Rooney and said, "Can you stop being so disgusting?" β
"It's weird, why do I keep shedding lately?"
"Isn't it over if you change back into your ontological form?"
Rooney's tongue stretched out, and he gasped and said, "This is my form." β
"I mean human." Alan rolled his eyes.
"Boss, when are we going to wait, or just set up the portal, and let me join forces with Master Conslet and Steward Lacey to destroy the City Lord's Hall."
"You are stupid, will this definitely alarm King Sadidore and Blackjack, I haven't promised Orpheus to help them quell the chaos, let's just find out the truth." Alan has always wondered how Rooney's irascible personality could have been lurking in the two dioceses for so long without being discovered.
"It's so boring, why don't you stay in the magic tower and teach the apprentice."
Alan also kind of regrets that he came out with Rooney, this guy is really fucking shit.
Rooney licked his hair like a husky for a moment, straightened his head and looked down at the bell tower.
After a while, Rooney said excitedly: "Boss, boss, look, it's so lively down there." β
Alan stretched and leaned over the edge of the bell tower to look down.
I saw gongs and drums beating at the gate of the city lord's mansion, and a group of muscular men gathered around, and I didn't know what they were doing.
Rooney said happily: "Boss, I'll take you down, let's go and have fun." β
"What if I find out?"
"It's okay, boss, don't worry, if it's exposed, I'll take you fly."
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