In Allen's eyes, the barrenness has long been the only scenery in the Great Wilderness.

But in the eyes of the Bloodhoof people, this land that gave birth to them is poignant, magnificent, and the most beautiful scenery in their eyes.

They never yearn for the south of the wasteland, and they don't envy the human race for having the four distinct seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

They also do not yearn for the northern part of the wasteland, nor do they envy the vast land owned by the Beamon Beast Clan.

It seems that the most barren wasteland in the continent of San Cassis is the paradise that the barbarians always yearn for.

Whenever the sun rises, all the tribesmen of Bloodhoof will stand at the gate of the camp, looking out at the great wasteland not far away.

Allen, who was standing next to Cologne, looked at the silent clansmen, and suddenly a strong sense of powerlessness suddenly arose in the hearts of the two.

"You say, will they blame me?" Alan asked softly.

Cologne stopped talking, and finally shook his head helplessly.

As a member of the Terrans, Cologne can't understand the unprovoked attachment of the barbarians to their homeland, what is there in the wild land? The answer is nothing.

At least Cologne can't think of anything good in the wasteland.

Not suitable for planting, not suitable for grazing, not suitable for any intelligent race to live in this barren land all year round.

If it weren't for Manstein, the Great Chief of the Wasteland, who distributed the daily necessities needed by the tribes on time every month through various means, Cologne would have even felt that these barbarian tribes would starve to death sooner or later.

The tribesmen of the Bloodhoof tribe chose to retreat strategically under the persuasion of Allen, but this also means that they have abandoned their former homeland after all.

Perhaps for this reason, the proud Bloodhoof people will never forget their former homeland, although it has long been destroyed in the war.

Cologne thinks that Allen's choice is extremely correct, and then look at the camp that has just been established now, with sufficient and healthy water, moist land, and natural strategic barriers that can be attacked and defended, all of which are far better than the original camp full of loess.

Not to mention the superior geographical location here, which can be attacked and retreated, and this alone greatly reduces the sacrifice rate and unnecessary losses in the battle that will occur one day in the future.

Cologne didn't just understand these truths, he believed the other Bloodhoofers understood it too.

But what if you understand, although the people of Bloodhoof tore and the Great Chief publicly declared their independence, their homeland still stands on the wasteland, and now?

Now they have been driven to the edge of the Great Wasteland, and the ground under their feet is no longer loess, and the wind is no longer blowing in the air.

Whenever he saw the sad and unwilling expressions of the Bloodhoof people looking at the wasteland, Cologne felt uncomfortable.

Maybe they'll get used to it after a while, Cologne secretly comforted himself,

Even Cologne himself didn't notice that he had already unknowingly regarded the tribesmen of the Bloodhoof tribe as his own family, and he felt all this.

Alan clenched his hands into fists and said firmly: "I believe that one day, I will walk on the wasteland again with the Bloodhoof people unimpeded, and at that time, no one will stand in front of the Bloodhoof people and say half a word." ”

Cologne nodded, he believed that the man in front of him would do what he said, and he was also firmly convinced that under the leadership of his new boss Alan, the clansmen of the Bloodhoof tribe would not wait too long for that day to come.

"By the way, you and Old Duff have always lived in the Bloodhoof Tribe, are you used to it?" Alan seemed to ask a nonsense sentence inadvertently.

Cologne's face instantly revealed a trace of inexplicable expression, but he immediately covered it up again, and said unnaturally: "You have been following the boss for so long and mixing with the Bloodhoof people, and you have long been used to it." ”

"Really?" Alan smiled and continued to ask, "What about Old Duff?" ”

Cologne pretended not to care and said, "Master Duff should be the same as me, he has nothing to worry about on the Terran side, and I think he seems to enjoy his life in the Bloodhoof Tribe." ”

"You knew Duff before?"

Cologne said suspiciously, "Don't you know? At first, we escorted the merchant group as a group, but we didn't know each other well. ”

"I mean before."

Cologne was a little puzzled, hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't know, I haven't heard of it, boss, what do you mean by asking?" ”

Alan waved his hand and said, "Don't get me wrong, I always feel that you seem to be very wary of Old Duff lately and seem to be a little afraid, don't you trust him?" ”

"No, boss, you're too careful." Cologne hurriedly explained: "Although Master Duff's style is not like a strict orthodox magician, his contribution to our tribe is obvious to all, how can I be wary of him!" ”

"Cologne, I'm sure you've been through so much with the tribe, and now you don't leave your tribesmen, it's no longer because of that ridiculous deal." Alan said lightly, what he was referring to was that when Cologne was captured, he reluctantly stayed in the Bloodhoof Tribe as a free instructor after accepting the Warcraft crystal nucleus.

Cologne nodded, kind of acquiescence.

Eren had a serious face, and then said: "Since you have developed feelings for the Bloodhoof Tribe, I, as the chief, have always regarded you as my own brother, and if you treat me as a fool, it will make me feel too cold. ”

A tangled expression appeared on Cologne's face, hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed, and said slowly: "It's not that I want to hide anything, but I found that Master Duff doesn't seem to be as simple as it seems. ”

"What do you mean?" Seeing that Cologne was doing something, Alan was secretly frightened, Old Duff, a bad old man, is he still some peerless master, wouldn't he really slay a dragon like De Niro's mallet said, right?

Damn, if that's the case, the Bloodhoof tribe will be developed, since the dragon has been slaughtered, Johnny's lion tribe is a fart, as long as Old Duff doesn't hide his strength to help, he can take the clansmen back to kill and take revenge now.

After thinking about it for a while, Alan felt that it was wrong, when he robbed the human merchant group, the old rascal didn't look like he was hiding his strength, and even later he was humiliated by himself and the clansmen in the tribe, and he didn't see the old rascal's angry and humiliated expression as if he was pretending.

Cologne was still waiting for Alan to continue asking, but when he saw his new boss in front of him, his face was surprised and entangled for a while, and then turned into suspicion again, and he was completely immersed in his inner world as if he was nervous.

"Ahem!" Cologne interrupted Allen's obscenity and continued, "When he treated the Storm Bear Leader that day, he probably didn't use water-based magic, a bit like blood-based magic!" ”

"Bloodline magic?" Alan asked suspiciously, "I've learned a little bit, in the past, my housekeeper was a bloodline and an undead magister. ”

Cologne rolled his eyes, feeling that his new boss was simply bragging about it.

"Anyway, I've only heard that bloodline magic is regarded as heresy by the Mage Guild and the Holy See, and anyone who is found to practice bloodline magic will be burned at the stake."

Alan nodded secretly, this kind of thing is a matter of opinion, others regard it as a heresy, it may not be really evil, especially those hypocrites in the name of moral banner, he doesn't think that his old butler Lacey is so bad, but he is as obscene as Duff, can anyone who practices this kind of magic become particularly obscene?

Don't really practice this kind of bloodline magic, as long as you can be a free fighter of the Bloodhoof Tribe, you are strong. raped the Pope's own daughter, and it has nothing to do with him.

Seeing that Alan seemed to be very excited and looking forward to it, Cologne hesitated for a long time before saying, "I don't know if Master Duff practices bloodline magic, I have only heard of a legend about Sadido, a legend about a bloodline magician. ”

Hearing this, Alan has basically equated the bloodline magicians in the mouths of Old Duff and Cologne, and Sadido is not a human power, the number of magicians in the country can be counted on both hands, and there must be even fewer guys who cultivate such a partial bloodline demon, how can there be such a coincidence, but Duf will be bloodline magic.

Alan asked excitedly, "What legend, slaying dragons?" Or did one man ruin a town? What did the old rascal do that he had to disappear in the end? ”

Cologne's face was like constipation, he didn't expect the new boss to have such high expectations for Old Duve, he really couldn't bear to interrupt Alan's beautiful fantasy, and said as tactfully as possible: "That's not it, it's 。。。。。 It is that this bloodline magician dived into the palace of the Sadido Kingdom, it is said that he was full of alcohol, and slept with the old queen at that time, but he was exposed on the spot, and after being discovered, he let the guards and the palace magician join forces to besiege him, beat him half to death, and finally used bloodline magic by surprise to surprise him, and escaped. ”

"You go and get your hands dirty." Alan squatted on the ground and said disappointedly, "I want to be alone." ”

He felt that he had drunk too much of this, and he was temporarily motivated. The matter of raping the king and his mother is very in line with the consistent style of Lao Dufu, and he is drunk and cowardly.

Cologne stopped talking, shook his head, and turned to leave.

Originally, he wanted to continue, but looking at the new boss's appearance, he seemed to be very hurt, but he didn't expect to have a chance to say it just after the beginning.

Cologne secretly thought that the climax was still to come, and that bloodline magician, if it was really Old Duff, then it was estimated that he also had the strength to slay dragons.

Although it was just a legend, I think that at the beginning, Archbishop Stewart, who is now a cardinal of the Holy See, was also the chief magician of the court of the Kingdom of Sadido at that time.

Archbishop Stewart, at the level of the Magister, he didn't let the bloodline magician beat him half to death, if he hadn't joined forces with three or four court mages and hundreds of palace guards, Stuart specifically said that he would have become a cardinal archbishop, and now he might have to rely on a wheelchair to live.

However, the new boss was obviously in no mood to talk nonsense anymore, so Cologne had to leave with interest, secretly guessing whether Old Duff was the bloodline magician or not.

As soon as he walked a few steps away, a dwarf came running on two short legs, shouting as he ran: "Boss, boss is not good, our elder De Niro and the old bastard are fighting, you go and see." ”

"Which old bastard?" Alan asked depressedly, why are there so many things broken day by day, who is doing it with De Niro again, but don't be old Zack, De Niro's small body, it is estimated that when he rushes back, the corpse will be cold.

"Who else, that water magician old bastard." The dwarf said indignantly.