Now, the only thing he feels is that he can smell the sulfur.

Why are you stalking my slave?

Strovo didn't say anything. He didn't know if he still had the ability to speak, but even if he had, he wouldn't reveal any secrets to such a brute.

I don't have time to play games with you, it looks like you're just dead.

It was as if Strovo's whole body was plunged into darkness. His limbs began to cool, blood began to freeze in his veins, and his brain was overwhelmed with a sudden wave of fear and pain.

The last thing that came to Strovo's mind was that he hoped that Manuel would not spend all of his pay on boar spirits......

Masie Krake used to be a very fond of the work of a goblin, bug body boxer.

Indeed, when he first signed up for employment, it was still a very simple job. The Boxer's mission is to maintain peace and tranquility in Thorn City, and his income is not bad. Matsikrank's job is to walk around the docks of Thorn City's own jurisdiction, beat up drunks or hooligans when they come across, get some advantage from the owner of the smuggling boat, and arrest those who are too stupid or give too little benefit, anyway, dealing with all kinds of people.

Mazikranke has always considered himself a person who is good at dealing with problems between people. Thorn City is a neutral port - as a rule, the Spirit Worms do not support or favor either side of any fighting that takes place in this land - so in this port, you can see the creatures of any race in the world at any time, frost worms, humanoids, protoworms, giant insects, maneaters - Thorn City is the crossroads of the continent of the Origin World. Mazikranke was very fond of watching people of different races trade with each other.

But lately, the port has been a bit unsettled, especially between humanoids and protozoans. It's a bit of a headache, they're the two races that have the largest share of trade in Thorn City. Thorn City is located on the southernmost border of Bloodnest Mountain, and is also the closest port to Ramour.

It was only last week that he stopped a feud between a proto-insect seafarer and a humanoid merchant. It was abundantly clear that the proto-worm had offended the humanoid merchant first. And the humanoid merchant was angry. Mazikranke stopped the brawl before the protozot smashed the humanoid into a pulp. It's not fun at all. Mazikrankk likes to control drunks and hooligans, because they won't fight back after a fight, which is not the case with bloodthirsty protozoans. Therefore, Matsikranke always tries to stay away from the protozoa.

Usually a situation like this would mean that Maschikrak would take out a net gun, but every time he took it, he would run the risk of being seen not going to use that stupid guy. That's right, he will shoot, it's too easy - any idiot can do it, not just aim and pull the trigger. Then with a loud bang, a net flew out of the chamber and caught the target at once? But Matsie Krak's marksmanship is so lame that not only does he never miss the target, but he always causes a lot of trouble. Luckily, a boxer with a gun and a huge muzzle pointed at you is always effective in stopping the fight - at least to delay the time for reinforcements to arrive.

Since then, there has been no real brawl, but it has ensued with blunt dialogue and gunpowder-filled exchanges. Another noteworthy change is that the merchant ships that come to Thorn City are now equipped with escorts - the proto-worms are ships with warriors from Bloodnest Mountain, and the humanoids are soldiers from the North Outpost.

The jurisdiction of Matsykrank is the northernmost part of the port. Twenty berths are included. Mazikrank walked his way along the pier paved with thick planks. He saw that the twenty berths were already full of fifteen, but everything was quiet. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The afterglow of the setting sun shone obliquely on his face, and the metal armor he wore began to heat up. Maybe today will be a day of tranquility.

A few minutes later, the sun was gone. Mazikrankk looked up and saw a few dark clouds rolling in. It's going to rain soon. Masie Krake sighed - he hated rain more than anything else.

As he approached the end of the dock, he saw a protozoan and a humanoid arguing fiercely over something. Mazikrankk doesn't like to see this, and quarrels between protozoans and humans usually end in violence.

He came closer. The humanoid ship was moored next to the proto-insect vessel, near the northernmost berth. Mazikranke recognized the protozoa.

He was Captain Clatt of the Reckno. It mainly sells grain bought from farmers in the Razor Ridge area. Although Mazikranker doesn't remember the name of the humanoid, he knows that the man is a trawler captain with the name "True Love Returns". Masie Krake has always been ignorant of the rules of human naming. Klatt named the ship Rykno after his brother who died fighting the Demon Bug Army, but why did the humanoid name a fishing boat "True Love Returns". He couldn't figure it out.

The transaction between the two is very commonplace. Humans inhabit the dust swamps on the continent of the Origin World, a place where it is very difficult to grow crops, but it is convenient to fish. Fishing in Razor Ridge – an inland mountainous area – is far from practical. As a result, humanoids always exchange excess fish for excess crops from protozoan bodies.

"I'm not going to trade my best salmon for your garbage."

Mazikranke sighed. It seems that today will not be peaceful.

Klatt jumped to his feet and yelled, "Trash? You idiot who talks nonsense with your eyes open - this is our best crop! ”

"How sad it is that your crops are planted like this!" The humanoid said coldly, "See for yourself, it's like being stepped on by a man-eating bug, and it smells the same." ”

"I don't want to stand here and be insulted by a humanoid!"

The humanoid straightened his waist, which made him about the shoulders of the protozoa. "You're not an insulted person. I brought the best salmon, and you traded the last of the bucket with me. ”

"Your salmon can't even get weed!"

Too late, Mazikranker noticed that the humanoid was carrying a sword-like fellow, while Klatt had no weapons. If this humanoid is very good at sword-wielding, Klat's physiological advantages will not be able to be brought into play.

"Your food is only for the dogs!"

"Coward!"

Hearing this, Matsie Krake instinctively frowned. "Coward" is the most vicious attack language of the protozoa.

"Disgusting green-skinned monster! I don't want to—"

Whatever the human didn't want to do, Klatt ended his thoughts with a punch. The humanoid didn't have time to draw his sword, and the two writhed and fought on the docks. Klat's fist kept swinging at the humanoid.

Mazikrankk was figuring out how to stop the brawl when the humanoid convoy arrived. Mazikranke breathed a sigh of relief at the fact that he didn't have to do it. The three guards were dressed in steel armor, and at a glance they knew that they were Queen Proudmoor's men. They jump off "True Love Returns" and pull Klatt away from the human captain.

Klatt wasn't going to stop because of the dissuasion of the three humans. He punched one person in the stomach and grabbed the second person and threw it at the third.

Many protozoans have also begun to disembark from the Recnor to join the commotion. Mazikrankk realized he had to do something before the situation became more difficult to control.

Mazikranke raised his net gun and silently prayed in his heart that he would not be forced to shoot. He shouted, "Enough! Stop, stop now! Otherwise, you do it at your own risk, understand? ”

Klatt, who was about to jump on top of the humanoid captain, stopped his feet. His target's nose and mouth were bleeding out. "He attacked me!" Probably due to an injury to his nose, the humanoid captain's voice was mixed with some strange nasals.

"Well, you deserve it! Who told you to talk like that! Klatt sneered and mocked.

"That's not a reason to kill at all!"

"I told you, shut up!" Without waiting for Klatt to reply, Mazikranker preemptively said, "Both of you have been arrested. It doesn't matter to me whether you live or die. "Mazikranke looks at the proto-bug warriors and humanoid soldiers." This is the territory of the spirit worm body, which means that I am in charge here, understand? Now I'm giving you two choices - either help me send these two guys to jail and wait for the judge to decide, or grab your tails and get me out of Thorn City. Take your pick. (To be continued.) )