"It's cold!"

The door opened, and the wind carried the snowflakes into the house!

Stomping on the snow on his feet, Wang Yonghao hurriedly got into his house, and the wandering merchant and the old cannon diligently dusted off the snowflakes on his body. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Goblin engineer Dom held a tray on his head, handed over the hot wine in the tray, and took the elegant cane in Wang Yonghao's hand.

Wang Yonghao was surrounded by a crowd and walked to the newly renovated fireplace on the first floor of the mansion to make a fire, waiting to listen to a few people report to him.

The traveling merchant bowed first, opened the ledger and said: "A week ago, after trading slaves with the caravan in Harbour City, he received 200 dry ice generators that the other party could call, and the balance was 500 gold coins and 30 silver coins......

"Stop, I said how the temperature has changed so much this week! Who agrees with you exchanging the Slave Knights for refrigeration equipment? Wang Yonghao continued to roast the fire without looking back, and asked knowingly.

When he said this, he was essentially speaking to the one person left in the room who had not squeaked all along, that is, the old man standing in the corner awkwardly.

The traveling merchant and the old cannon both looked back at the old man, since the gun followed the caravan to Harbor City a week ago to purchase gun-casting equipment, the old man was suddenly isolated from the core by Wang Yonghao.

The old man looked like he was waiting for him to speak, so he could only take two steps forward in embarrassment, bowed his head and said, "Centurion Xilin asked for two hundred more dry ice generators on the grounds of improving the combat capability of the army. ”

"You take care of the accounts in our family, then there is no way, you agree to what you agree, and we humans will wear more clothes!"

Wang Yonghao still didn't look back, his hands were roasting on the fire, his eyes were glued to the flames: "You said there are two things to say, right?" ”

"The first thing is news from the Griffon Knight of the Lookout Inn that Oaktown is gathering the knights of the various fiefdoms to find the tax collector who disappeared before."

Seeing that Wang Yonghao didn't interrupt, the old man continued: "This matter is relatively easy to solve, as long as we don't admit it, no one knows that they are missing from us." ”

"Say the second thing!"

"Yes, the second thing......"

The old man hesitated, because he really couldn't hold it down, gritted his teeth and said, "Centurion Xilin has asked me many times to ask the lord when he will save his master!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of Lao Pao'er and You Shang changed, and when it came to this, they had already made it clear thoroughly.

"Is it his master? What else did he say? ”

Wang Yonghao's voice still didn't fluctuate, as if he was asking something that had nothing to do with him.

"Yes, he also said that he hoped that the lord would then be loyal to his lord and help his lord retake it, the county of Eldington." The old man simply said it.

After listening to her, before Wang Yonghao could say anything, Lao Pao'er slapped the small table next to him, and his already dark and wrinkled face was even more distorted.

He scolded loudly: "What a bunch of wolf-hearted things, who let them get a hope of survival in a desperate situation!" Who made them alive until now? Actually trying to devour the Lord......"

"Whisper!"

"Say no more!" The old man and the wandering merchant hurriedly covered his mouth, and at the same time persuaded: "Don't make trouble for the lord, the snowman is at the door!" ”

Wang Yonghao silently picked up his elegant cane, slowly paced to the door, and through the frosted window stained glass, he did see the heads of the two snowmen looking into the room.

The frosted glass couldn't see the outside inside, and the outside couldn't see the inside clearly, and the two snowmen were still looking inside in a daze.

Wang Yonghao picked up the elegant cane in his hand that he couldn't tell what material it was, and pointed to the door and chanted a spell: "Spinae!" ”

“spinae！”

“spinae！”

“spinae！”

“spinae！”

“spinae！”

“……”

A series of seventeen or eighteen evil thorns quickly pierced through the door panel, stabbing the bodies of two snowmen who were snooping!

Then, at the moment when the two snowmen were about to fall, he quickly rushed to the door, and put his hand on the door panel to collect the two fallen corpses into his small space.

"Alright, let's keep shouting, old cannon!" Wang Yonghao turned back expressionlessly, and there was no expression on his face.

"My lord, the snowman can be resurrected in the frost! Drag them in! The old man was more nervous than any of them, and was about to run out.

Wang Yonghao took out the dimensional bag given by the Dryad Varnika and pretended to put their corpses here.

The tension of the old men in the room had just been relieved, and of course everyone in the room knew that they had reached the time when they had to have a showdown.

The sound of footsteps on the snow came from outside the mansion, and it seemed that the magic fluctuations just now still alarmed some people, and the footsteps paused in front of the door for a moment, and there was a knock on the door.

"Oh~Oh~Oh~Oh~Ok~Climb~"

After knocking on the door like a British gentleman, Alexei, the upstart of the Frost Legion, came a rather gentle voice: "My lord, has something happened?" ”

Alexei was quite young, but he was already the centurion of the infantry regiment of the entire integrated Frost Legion, and he was said to be in a high position because he was the son of the old chief of the saved tribe.

With this status, he quickly rose to a high position in the reintegrated Frost Legion, and repeatedly showed an enterprising attitude, which was highly respected by the young snowman.

That is, he superficially surrendered and actively encouraged the centurion of the musket regiment Vasily Ivanov Sirin to speed up the process of welcoming the old master, but in terms of strength, this guy obviously had other plans.

Wang Yonghao heard his greetings clearly, and he didn't want to answer at all, and the old rich man was not slow to react, so he could reply: "Lord Lord is resting, are you okay?" ”

"Nothing! Don't dare to disturb the rest of the adults, come back to visit another day! ”

Nothing could be asked, and there were no corpses of the two snowmen, and even if they were suspicious, they did not dare to disturb the proximity of the goddess of the forest.

Alexei retreated, and the always elegant wandering merchant was also a little out of shape, he bowed his head and forcibly suppressed his anger, and gave Wang Yonghao a suggestion: "Shall we go to find your protector under the crown of the tree demon?" They've already started to overtly spy on you! ”

"No need, I can't look at my own nest, what face is alive!" Wang Yonghao said resolutely, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, which rarely fluctuated emotionally.

In essence, it was because he knew in his heart that the Dryad would not provide him with any help until the Yeti became a destabilizing factor, and what he wanted to do to balance the Yeti Legion was much simpler.