The outpost covers an area of very small, only tens of square kilometers, and is intermittently fenced off by a dilapidated brick wall less than two meters high, and there are only two entrances and exits, the south gate leads to the hinterland of the Rock Kingdom, and the north side is only a small gate for a carriage to pass, leading to the direction of the Great Wasteland and the Beast Forest.

At this time, the stars in the sky twinkled, and a crescent moon in the sky emitted a strange red light.

Big Babylon and Little Zack swaggered in through the small gate on the north side, and the two sheriffs who guarded the gate lay asleep on the haystack, and Little Zack quietly approached and took off the riding boots of the two slackers.

The riding boots were not suitable on Babylon the Great's feet of at least forty-eight yards, but he still gave little Zach a thumbs up.

Little Zack is actually not small at all, although he is only twelve years old this year, but he is tall and big, with strong muscles exposed outside the short coat of animal skin, and he looks awkward with his immature face, especially the two lines of snot hanging under his nose, which looks very sloppy.

The two of them had seen a human town for the first time, and there were not many pedestrians on the road, but they looked sideways at these two very sturdy fellows, and exchanged ears.

"They look so strong, they can't be wasteland barbarians, right?"

"Probably not, how could the border army let those barbarians pass through the border."

"Who knows, but looking at their appearance, in addition to their strong appearance, they are not very scary."

The two of them turned a deaf ear, paying no attention to the passers-by who were pointing and pointing around them, and they were amazed by the low grass huts and the ponies dragging the wagons.

When they were about to approach the market, their eyes were not enough, and although the crescent moon was in the sky, there were still many small traders and vendors pushing rickshaws to sell in the outpost.

The aroma of the meat of the roasted saroni and the aroma of the inferior ale made the two of them swallow their saliva non-stop.

Little Zach pointed to a vendor selling barbecue meat, and said pitifully: "Great Babylon, I'm so hungry, I want to eat that, I remember the Great Elder said that human things can't be exchanged, they can only be bought with money, do we have money to buy them?" ”

After all, Babylon the Great is a battle-hardened barbarian elite warrior, holding back the gluttony in his stomach, Zhengse said: "Buy what to buy, you know what to eat, have you forgotten what we came here for, you must remember this place, and we will come back and exchange with him after finishing our business!" ”

"In exchange for what?"

Babylon the Great smiled and said, "Take your fist for it!" ”

Little Zach nodded excitedly, secretly remembering the appearance of the barbecue seller.

Babylon took out a simple map from his bosom, pouted his big ass and lay on the ground to carefully identify the location, causing the passers-by around him to laugh.

Little Zach looked at the civilians in long clothes and trousers coming and going, and then looked at his patched animal skin skirt and short clothes everywhere, and his face was blushing.

"They must be rich people in the human kingdom, and they actually use so much cloth to make clothes." Little Zach said enviously: "Their lives are so rich." ”

Big Babylon glanced at Little Zack with disdain, and said lightly: "Rich? Just them? How is it possible, they must be nobles, don't you see that they all have shoes to wear. ”

Little Zach said thoughtfully: "There are so many nobles, not a single commoner can't see it!" ”

Big Babylon, who pouted and looked at the map for a long time, stood up slowly, nodded at little Zach, and said in a resolute tone: "I've finished reading it, I'm pretty sure, we're lost!" ”

Little Zach was dumbfounded and asked anxiously, "Then what should we do?" You won't look at the map. So how did you find prey when you went out hunting before? ”

"By luck!"

"No wonder the tribesmen are always hungry, so what do we do now?"

Babylon the Great spread his hands: "I don't know! ”

"Then let's go back the way we came and find my father."

Babylon the Great put away the map and shook his head with disdain.

Little Zach was about to cry in a hurry, so he had to say helplessly: "It's okay, it's a big deal when you go back, you just blame me, and no one will blame you." ”

"Didn't you just hear me say that we got lost?" Babylon the Great sighed and continued, "I mean, I can't find my way back either. ”

Little Zach went up and kicked him hard, and Big Babylon subconsciously rubbed his calves, and his eyes looked straight into the distance, as if he had lost his soul.

Little Zach followed his gaze and saw a young man in a luxurious evening dress, walking like a crab, and the people around him hurriedly avoided him and hung their heads and lost their manners.

The young man with an evil smile on his face whistled lightly from time to time at the young women passing by, and his restless eyes looked around like a thief, and the people he swept past seemed to be hiding from the plague, and he ran away after giving a very perfunctory salute, which provoked the young man to laugh very exaggeratedly.

Alan is like a big crab, and he takes up the whole street by himself.

"Dina, look at the second young master, how my acting skills are, Fu does not match my identity as a waste material lord." After Allen finished speaking, he walked to the barbecue stall not far away and kicked the fire rack down.

"The second young master is the best, what you say is what it is." Dina complimented, reached out and grabbed a handful of roast meat, and gestured to the poor vendor with a fist the size of a casserole.

"Of course, hehe." Alan touched his chin and looked around with a pair of evil eyes.

Just before sunset, Yorkshire personally handed Alan a magic letter, which was written by Allen's cheap mother, the Grand Duchess, without superfluous nonsense, and the whole article revolved around a theme, that is, it was better to give birth to Allen than to give birth to a pig.

Then at the end of the letter, a few warnings were written, which roughly meant that Alan had done too much business recently, and many unknown forces were eyeing him, and this was not in line with his identity as a waste lord, and from now on he must be high-profile, it is best to eat and sleep every day, and it is okay to bully and bully civilians when he has nothing to do, and strive to be a top waste nobleman.

Alan is not stupid, he knows the good intentions of cheap mothers.

And Thackeray seemed to deliberately block Alan, and specially told him that two days later, Princess Hathaway, the pearl of the Duchy of Lotle, would come to the Outpost County as a member of the magic team of the Duchy of Lotre and participate in the heretic crusade.

The small outpost county, with the wind surging beneath the calm surface, is now a very complicated situation.

Stationed a few kilometers away, the Earth Walking Dragon Legion, which is the descendant of the old enemy Huronte, may have hollowed out his mind every day to prepare for a meal of revenge for Allen.

In the outpost county, the major merchant auction houses representing other countries have also recently stopped all caravan activities, and I don't know what they are planning.

The old fox with a hidden evil intention, Bishop Wood of the local diocese, is not a good bird either.

and the Cardinal Archbishop of the Southwest, who will soon come to meet Dina in person, and the Cardinal is one of the people at the top of the Holy See, and his status is extremely reverent.

Plus an armed team of nearly 1,000 people headed by Hathaway.

There are so many big people, each with their own calculations, Alan doesn't want to be the center of the storm, he just wants to get as far away as possible, but it's a pity that the outpost county is so big, and the castle can't grow legs there, so Alan can't leave, so in desperation, he has to listen to the advice of his cheap mother and play the role of a gentleman who is ready to be slapped in the face.

Therefore, instead of sleeping in the castle and waiting for death today, he went out to plague the subjects of the outpost county.

Allen, who has watched a lot of Crazy Boy movies, learns the exaggerated appearance of the villain gangsters in it.

The arrogant is written on the left face, and the domineering Allen is printed on the right face, afraid that others will not know that he is a gentleman, like a city manager who has drunk too much, squinting at no one is pleasing to the eye, and kicking down one when he sees a stall, the strength of the kick, with the arrogant laughter, plus a little deliberate smugness, is full of eleven little villains who are ready to wait for others to slap their faces.

It's a pity that Alan is in a small outpost county, and there is a posture that no one in the world knows the king, as long as he is mixed in the outpost county, not to mention those ordinary subjects, even if the major forces hidden in the shadows, they don't bother to take care of him at all, just play the role they should play.

For this scrap lord who changes day by day, everyone has long been surprised.

Many people even thought with relief: This scrap lord has finally begun to do something serious to oppress the good people.

No one in the outpost county wants to deal with Allen, which doesn't mean that the two barbarians with muscles in their heads look at him well.

Little Zack looked at Alan not far away, and said enviously: "It's amazing!" ”

Babylon the Great, on the other hand, looked at Dina with his eyes intrinsic, took out a picture scroll from his animal skin skirt, and compared the two with a smile on his face.

While Babylon the Great looked at Dina, Eren also looked at the two barbarians, who were clearly dressed differently from the others.

With an animal skin apron, patched short clothes, high bulging muscles, and unbridled and arrogant eyes, Alan recognized at a glance that these two men were Dina's kindred, the barbarians of the wasteland who had once made the Holy See suffer a lot of losses.

Alan smiled and snapped his fingers leisurely.

Thackeray and four armored warriors came out of the shadows, and eight apologists from the local diocese, armed with large swords, ran from behind Little Zach in the distance.

"Do you have a temporary residence permit, have you paid social security, and dare to come to Qianshao County to run the rivers and lakes?" Alan looked at Big Babylon and sneered: "What did you kid eat to grow up, you won't eat hormones and protein every day. Powder bar. ”

Like Schwarzenegger's enhanced version of Babylon the Great, he turned a blind eye to the warriors who were slowly surrounding, collided his fists fiercely, and looked at Allen defiantly.

Allen, like a big man, waved his hand vigorously and shouted, "Doglegs, get him for me." ”

The samurai, who had just formed an encirclement, smiled wryly at each other.