"Inferior people, don't you know that when you talk to Lord Enge, you have to bend down and kneel?!"

One of the sword-carrying attendants saw that Hua Ao was timid and scared, so he rushed over directly with disdain and slapped Hua Ao to the ground.

Uncle Hua Ao was fanned to the ground, his whole head was a little confused, he quickly got up from the ground and knelt down, folded his hands and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I'm sorry, Lord Enge... I..."

"The body is still too tall!"

After the sword-carrying attendant slapped Hua Ao, he felt that his entire hand was dirty, and he frantically wiped the armor on his body.

Now when he saw Hua Ao kneeling down, he was still straight, and his height was even taller than the short human in front of him, Lord Enge, and he immediately raised his foot and stepped on Uncle Hua Ao's shoulder, pressing directly to the ground.

"You can't talk to Lord Enge, you can't be taller than Lord Enge!"

Hua Ao didn't dare to resist at all, and let the sword-carrying attendant use his feet to exert himself on him, and his body became shorter and shorter.

The foresters next to them dared not speak out, and even most of the foresters were more afraid.

They never wanted to go to war with humans, they just wanted a safe and peaceful environment to live in.

If they stand up and resist, maybe everything in the northern forest will be destroyed by humans...

There are too many powers that a nobleman can control, and they can't do anything but watch Uncle Hua Ao being bullied and trampled on by humans at will.

Even they think that the spears and bows in their hands are a joke.

"Okay, we're here to talk about things after all. The dwarf aristocratic human Enge looked disgusted, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to such a ghost place..."

The sword-carrying attendant nodded, took out a scroll directly from his chest, pulled it open to Hua Ao, and said angrily.

"Inferior people, Lord Enge urgently needs three hundred bottles of magic potions, and you need to make them, do you hear that?"

After speaking, the sword-carrying attendant directly threw the scroll official document in front of Hua Ao.

Hua Ao didn't dare to raise his body, nor did he dare to raise his head, half lying on the ground, he picked up the scroll and read it carefully, and his hands were even trembling.

After reading the scroll official document, Uncle Hua Ao was very shocked.

"Big... My lord... These 300 bottles of magic potion take us five days to make?

The sword-carrying attendant stepped on Hua Ao's shoulder again, and asked with a sneer, "Oh, I want you to complete the production and delivery within five days, what's wrong?"

Feeling threatened, Hua Ao's words suddenly couldn't go on, and he wanted to cry without tears.

But he didn't dare to do this job at all, because the production of magic potions was not difficult for them, but the time was really too tight, and three hundred magic potions could not be made at all!

Even the three hundred copies of the Magic Elixir don't have that many materials in stock right now, and the scroll official document doesn't even state the reward given...

"It is your honor to do things for Lord Enge! As for the entrusted money, we will not give it! You should be grateful in your hearts!"

Hua Ao couldn't help crying, this aristocratic human really wanted to take these three hundred bottles of magic potion for nothing!

"What, can't you do it?" Enge asked with a sneer on his face with a proud face, his eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Hua Ao lying on the ground.

The sword-carrying squire snorted and asked angrily, "Lord Enge asks you, can you do it or not!"

Hua Ao gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, he didn't dare to respond at all, because three hundred percent magic potion really couldn't be made in five days, especially if there was no pay.

If this kind of commission is taken over by him himself, the clan is afraid that he will be blamed.

In this case, it is better to die, even if he dies, Hua Ao does not want to become a sinner in the clan.

The sword-carrying attendant saw that Hua Ao was going to die, and he looked like he should not have given this commission, and he couldn't help but look at Enge.

Enge snorted coldly and waved his hand, and the sword-carrying attendant comprehended it and pulled out the long sword from his waist.

The long sword was unsheathed, and the sound of the unsheath was unusually loud in the forest this winter, and the forester next to him holding a weapon was full of surprise, and his eyes were not only afraid but afraid, did they actually want to watch their people being hacked to death by humans at this time?

They want to stand up and get humans not to do that.

But they didn't dare...

Oppressed by humans for a hundred years, they forgot to resist and did not dare to resist.

The revolt is too much to bear, and everyone just wants to live...

Elf-sama... Who can save us? Uncle Hua Ao?

The sword-carrying attendant raised his long sword with both hands, his face was full of disdain, he had killed a lot of people, so he naturally didn't mind killing one more forester, especially in his eyes, the forester was not human at all, and even the forester was inferior to the wild dogs on the side of the road.

Just as he was about to drop his sword and slash off Hua Ao's head, a voice sounded!

"Stop!!"

Then a trembling sound sounded, and the attendant looked at the sound in a daze, and it was an arrow with a green magical breath flying forward.

Seeing that the power of the arrow was not small, the squire did not expect that the forester would really attack him, and his spirit was a little stunned.

But his body subconsciously wanted to dodge, but the speed of the arrow was not slow, and it was impossible for humans to dodge subconsciously.

"Shield of Solid Earth!"

The magician behind Enge came into play, and a pale yellow shield of light shrouded the squire.

The green magic arrow struck the magic light shield, shook it a few times, and then bounced away.

When the squire saw that the magic light shield covering him kept shaking and was about to be broken at any time, his heart was pounding, but fortunately, the power of the arrow was consumed, and he was fine.

He jumped a few steps back to widen the distance, raised his long sword and took a stance, his face a little grim.

Although he is not afraid that the foresters will make a move, but Enge is a nobleman, and the priority protection of the nobles is the main task, if the foresters riot, if Enge has any mistakes, he will die if he does not die!

A burst of green magic flickered, and a graceful figure appeared in front of Hua Ao, it was Luya.

Lua was furious, and the bow and arrow in her hand were well charged, and the arrow was facing the Enge and the others.

The arrow just now was launched in a hurry, and the power was not particularly great, otherwise with the primary-level protective magic of those two magicians, she would not be able to resist her full force of the arrow!

A green whirlwind levitated around Lua, and the whirlwind condensed towards Lua's arrows, and the condensed magic power grew stronger and stronger, making people feel unstoppable.

At this time, she has already charged the next arrow, as long as this arrow is shot, Luya is confident that she can break five people with one arrow!

Seeing such a powerful magic, the two magic envoys on the opposite side looked panicked and hurriedly met the enemy, and the two of them were about to cast a mid-level protective magic, wanting to resist the attack in front of them.

The dwarf Enge was protected in the middle, stunned by the splendor of magic, and as a nobleman, he had not yet thought that the foresters would attack him.

Luya's eyes were red, anger was already on her head, and the arrow in her hand seemed to be about to shoot in the next second, but at this moment, a shout interrupted her.

"Lua, don't be rude to Lord Enge!"