readx;? Mosa rode his spider-eater, one of the few monsters that could surpass the Hargyhead Sphinx in speed, and in the eyes of the human mother and daughter, it was a giant wasp, no better than the Eagle Head Sphinx of the Dragontooth Knight. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Dragontooth Knight retracted his spear in reluctance, knowing that these barbarians were slaves of the Legion Leader, and that they were sent by their masters to search for something of value in every ruined city—but to him, most of them were human, "just a few women," he said smugly, "close your eyes and pretend not to do so," he said, half threatening and half compromised, "what do you want, gold?"

"I want what my master needs. Moussa said, staring at the mother and daughter and the baby with measured eyes. The Dragontooth Knight followed, "I don't think they're very valuable. ”

"It takes a month at most for a woman to conceive," said Mouses, "and they are always a commodity in short supply, and babies," he shook his head, "is there a better sacrifice than this?"

The Dragontooth Knight admitted it, but he wanted to say something, but before that, Moussa calmly straightened up and pulled away from the wide coat on his body. "Name?"

The Dragontooth Knight said reluctantly.

Then, to sigh even more, the barbarian was equipped with something like a scroll belt on the inside of his coat, or more accurately, a scroll belt, and he clicked on the numbers and pulled out one of them, and opened it, and this scroll had neither mysterious magical words nor important information, or heartbreaking poetry, and to put it bluntly, it was simply the embodiment of copper stench, because it was recorded with the black-haired dragonborn...... The names of all the debtors of the mount, the number of debts and the date on which they must be returned.

Mosa had already arranged the names in the first letter of their names, as instructed by the black-haired dragonborn, so it didn't take much time for him to pull out the scroll that belonged to the knight, he looked at it, and then looked up with pity: "You know you owe fifteen hundred gold coins." ”

"Fifteen hundred gold coins only," said the Dragontooth Knight in annoyance, "I now have gems and pearls to pay it off." ”

"Uh-huh," said Mousa pleasantly, "that would be great." Without raising his head, he leaned slightly and hooked the pouch that had been thrown as a short spear, and as soon as the pouch arrived, Mosa smelled the thick smell of blood, and he thought with his toes and knew under what circumstances they had left their original owners, but as a robber who had made a living by plundering caravans in the desert, his sense of morality was not strong enough to be uncomfortable with it, and he hung the pouch on his belt, and then drew a charcoal pen, and crossed the money owed by the knight with the dragon tooth: "So," he said brazenly, " Do you still need a little bit of the good goods we provide? Guarantee that it is fine and pure, and you can get high with a copy. ”

It was a veritable hi to the heavens, and the Dragontooth Knight looked gloomily recalling the scene of his mount rolling on the ground after smelling the herbs, twitching, meowing, and slamming into the sky, towards the tent, rushing towards himself and the ground, of course he wanted to refuse, but his mount had already raised its head excitedly, "When?" said the Griffinx in that excessively sweet voice, "Didn't you say that the herb was sold out?"

"Before we meet the venerable Red Dragon," said Mosa, "we have about a day or two of free time, and to ease your tired and tense spirits, my master has traded ten pounds of good herbs from the devil. ”

"Ten pounds, then we'll have a great feast," said the griffinx, flapping his wings a few times in succession, dusting up, "I just can't wait, my dear," it called to its knight, "what are we doing here? We should return as soon as possible—quickly, I fear my brothers...... That's a bunch of nasty and disgusting idiots!"

The knight of the Dragon's Tooth was visibly patient, "Didn't you want to eat the baby?" he leaned down and whispered.

"Babies are available at any time," the eagle-headed sphinx paced impatiently for two or three steps, "but good herbs are not available all times. ”

"The abyss is below," said the knight, "I have no money!"

"Owe it," the Griffinx revealed the selfishness and meanness of a monster from the evil camp, "Anyway, you have already paid off the previous debt, and His Highness Cremar is a good man, Keou...... It's also a ...... Good bastard," it said against its will, "they probably wouldn't mind paying some of it first." ”

The Dragontooth Knight spat out, he knew that he couldn't find any fun for the day: "Then these two, nay, three slaves," he said, "I should have one." ”

Mosa nodded and shook his head from side to side: "No," he said, "they should have belonged to those who found them, but you can indeed sell them to me, my master," he said, taking off the money bag he had just arrived, "Fifteen hundred gold coins, that's a good price." ”

"Take it," said the Dragontooth Knight, "but give me the herbs." ”

"Go and claim it from my people," said Moussa, taking out a small seal, and with a slight leap he jumped from the spider-eater's back to the side of the harpy-headed sphinx, even if he was Keou's forehead...... Agent, if he dares to jump on the back of the griffinx, he will also be bitten off the head: "Let him see the traces left by the seal, and he will give you the corresponding herb powder." ”

The knight stretched out his hand, and Moussa quickly lifted the seal and stamped it, and when the knight withdrew his hand, he found that it was a coiled dragon, but for some reason, it looked very slender, almost like a great serpent, could this be the coat of arms that the black-haired dragonborn had prepared for himself?

"I'm still here. Moussa said that his gaze did not even fall on the mother and daughter, but his tone was as cold as frosted ground, and his mount and companion were also menacing, and the chelica in its abdomen was like a dagger as it flew up, and the mouthparts of the mouth, which were so large as they were impossibly large for ordinary wasps, were like steel rubbing against steel when they chewed. "There are no more of your soldiers and knights in this city, only the Grenada," said Mossa, as he walked over, "The soldiers, the knights, the spellcasters, all are Grenadas, and the next person you meet may not have a debt to limit their hands and feet." ”

"Where are you going to take us?" said the mother, "if it becomes a sacrifice......

"You have no bargaining power," said Mousa calmly and coldly, "if you bore me," he pointed to the outside world that had fallen into darkness, "I can also summon in any random person, I think they will be more than willing to ......"

"We'll go with you. "Astonishingly, this sentence came from the mouth of the girl," he was right," the girl looked at her brother sadly, and her fingers, which were too hard to keep him from crying out loud, made a deep mark on his chubby cheeks: "We have no capital to negotiate. "From the moment the statue was opened, their lives fell into the hands of the moody god of fate, and they could only survive as long as they could, without thinking about how much they had left in the future. (To be continued.) )