After analyzing and discussing with the Hogg leader, plus his own observations, Seg gave this introduction to the Whitefish People.

The words all revealed the worship of the white fish man, a lord-level powerhouse.

As soon as he heard the first few words of Saige's introduction, Ruiz subconsciously looked into the fence, where a 'seafood' was imprisoned, and the green fish man fit Saige's description very well.

It wasn't until he heard the white armor with barbs on his back that Ryze withdrew his gaze.

It seems that he has thought too much, how can a lord-level creature that can make the gnolls submit and bow their heads can be easily captured by themselves.

"Oh, I almost forgot to mention that Lord Whiteskin also has a pet, Lord Multi-Eyed. ”

"The Big-Eyed Adult is about the same height as a normal brown tree, and its body thickness is about the same as its height, and it looks like a small mountain. ”

"It has eight tentacles more than ten meters long, and it can easily take the lives of others. ”

"The multi-eyed adult is full of eyes, and in front of it, no one's movements can escape its observation. ”

The average brown tree is at least five meters tall.

Hearing Saige's description of Multi-Eyed, the goblins were also shocked by the huge size of Multi-Eyed.

Although the gnolls are greedy, they rarely lie, and most of what Seg says is true.

They couldn't fathom how the white-skinned man in the jackal's mouth could recover such a huge creature and become their pet.

"Well, you only need to go to the sand to forge some specific iron tools for Lord Whiteskin, and you will be able to gain a friendship with the powerful Lord Whiteskin. ”

SEG really couldn't think of any reason for this group of goblins to refuse the summons of the strong.

Even thinking about it, the goblin accepted it, but if the goblin rejected the white fish man with a stroke of brain, the white fish man was furious and wanted to attack the goblin territory, and the jackal should help from the side.

"Can't you describe what kind of iron tools that the white-skinned master wants to make? ”

"What is the relationship between you gnolls and the white-skinned adults?" said the goblin patriarch Rhys.

Saige shook his head, "The iron that Lord Whiteskin wants to make can only be described in person, so you can send a goblin blacksmith to accompany us to the sand tomorrow." ”

"We gnolls and Whiteskin-sama are the friendliest of friends. Seg looked proud.

If that white-skinned man wasn't stupid, he would never be friends with a gnoll, Rhys scoffed in his heart.

Maybe there's a chance.

Rhys made up his mind to look for an opportunity to use this lord-level creature that was feared by the gnolls to get rid of the gnoll clan's shackles, and at least open up the current lack of food for the goblins.

Goblins have a short lifespan of fifty years.

Rhys is thirty years old this year, and he wants to push the goblin clan to the top before the end of his life.

"Ruize, you go and tell Master Rigge the message. Rhys said to Rhys beside him.

Reze understood what Reth meant, and turned to the entrance to the crypt deep in the fence.

"Patriarch Reis, did you agree?" Seg was questioning, but with a sure tone, because Master Reg was the number two person in the goblin clan.

The gnoll's mace was designed by Rigger.

"Well, you can go, even if Master Rig doesn't come, tomorrow I will send the other blacksmiths to the Gnoll Valley and go to the sand with you. Ruiz nodded.

Saige waved the mace in his hand: "Okay, tomorrow after the sun rises at a 40-degree angle, we will set off for the sand, Patriarch Ruiz, please calculate the time." ”

Saige left with the Gnoll Warrior.

The goblins inside the fence breathed a sigh of relief.

Rhys scattered the heavily armed goblin warriors and walked alone to one of the largest wooden huts inside the fence.

Rhys doesn't like to be in a dimly lit crypt, and although it's safe, it always reminds Rhys of gray rats.

He prefers to stay in a wooden house where the sun shines through, and looking around at the green vegetation makes his dark heart a little more vivid.

A figure walked into the cabin, it was Ryze.

"Patriarch, Master Reg has agreed. ”

"He'll take Ciri with him to the sand tomorrow. ”

There was a hint of hesitation on Ryze's face.

"Say whatever you want. Rhys fiddled with a few ores on the table.

"It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly felt a little uneasy to learn the information of a powerful lord, and it wouldn't be a surprise to let Master Rig go to the outside world?"

The goblins have limited information about the shores of the Gem Lake to the four sides of their territory.

This is the first time we've learned about a lord farther north than the Gnolls.

The same is true of most other lords or races, who stick to their territory and thrive, and may be curious about the outside world but are stopped from exploring by the surrounding lords.

If you want to move forward, there will be fierce battles.

So far, there has not been a single overlord-level creature capable of unifying the Gem Lake.

"This is an opportunity for us to send our best blacksmiths to show our sincerity. Rhys began.

"What chance?" Ruiz wondered.

Rhys smiled slightly, didn't reply, got up and walked out of the house.

"I'm going to talk to Rigger, you go and deal with the 'seafood' you just caught, and tomorrow you take the 'seafood' and Rig to set off with Rig. ”

Ruiz was stunned, even the rare seafood had to be sent out, and he really couldn't figure out what the patriarch thought, why he wanted to curry favor with a lord he had never met before.

Maybe it's a murderous creature like the Gnolls.

However, the orders of the patriarch were not to be disobeyed.

Ruiz still followed Rhys out of the cabin and came to the air-drying cage not far away.

"Captain Ryze. The caretaker goblin stepped forward and saluted.

"Well, how's that, this seafood. Ruiz looked at the greenfish man in the cage that he had caught with his own hands and was resting with his eyes closed.

"He was very agitated, and gave him seven or eight tranquilizer arrows this afternoon. ”

"I just gave it an arrow, and now I'm in a slumber. The caretaker goblin reported truthfully.

Ruiz nodded, "Then just put it down, kill it and deal with it, and tomorrow I will sacrifice the seafood to another lord." ”

"Ahh

"If you are told to put it down, let it go, don't talk nonsense. Ruiz patted the guard goblin on the head.

The guard goblin smirked, and hurried under the railing, pulling the chain, and the iron cage was lowered little by little.

None of them noticed that as the iron cage landed, the green-skinned fishman in the cage moved his eyelids slightly.

The first time he was anesthetized by an arrow, Scar Greenfish Man was in a coma for an hour.

The second time, he was hit by another arrow because of his shouting, but the coma time has been reduced to forty minutes.

The third time, through the harassment of the goblin child, the scarred fishman was hit by an arrow and his coma time had been reduced to twenty minutes.

Throughout the afternoon, Scarman appeared manic as soon as he woke up, and was hit by four more arrows, for a total of seven arrows.

By the time of the sixth arrow, Scarman had actually been able to maintain only a slight dizziness under anesthesia.

In order to better adapt to this anesthetic toxin and facilitate movement, Scarman pretended to be unconscious for a while before being hit by the seventh arrow again.

Sure enough, after being hit by the seventh arrow, the scarred fishman didn't feel much of an impact.

At this time, the Scarred Fishman, who had just been hit by the anesthetized arrow, was actually unusually conscious.

"Bang!" the iron cage was lowered into the ground, and at Ryze's signal, the guard goblin walked to the cage with the key.