Chapter 137: Danger!

Seeing a hint of greed and violence in Aaron's eyes, Jones shuddered for no reason, but the superior outlook he had cultivated since he was a child made him immediately annoyed and angry, and said provocatively: "Why, Your Highness, do you think that our half-orc warriors are not worthy of your fate?"

"No, I just think it's better for me not to participate in this level of martial arts, lest I bring shame on myself. Aaron didn't care about Jones's provocation, but he was thinking about how to deal with the humanoid tonic in front of him.

Aimei and Enya on the side secretly thought in their hearts at the same time: I'm afraid that they don't even have the qualifications to train our half-orc warriors!

Jones sneered a few times when he heard this, and was about to make a sarcasm when he was interrupted by a sudden burst of cheers in the arena. Seeing a female mage in a white one-piece dress slowly landing in the arena wrapped in a soft blue halo, Aaron could even clearly feel the amazing magic of the other party.

When the blue halo gradually faded and the true face of the female mage was completely exposed to the sun, not only the tens of thousands of spectators in the surrounding stands cheered passionately, but even several gladiators who were her opponents couldn't help but be overwhelmed by the stunning appearance of the female mage.

Although she was beautiful and magical, Aaron wondered why these orcs were so crazy about her, and Jones soon solved his doubts.

"Shirley, one of the best of Newcastle's young generation, and a mage professional!The most favorable contender for the championship of the last three competitive tournaments!" Jones introduced Aaron with a hint of ostentation.

Mage—Aaron then understood why the orcs around him were so crazy.

In Newcastle, mages are not a popular profession, or even an unpopular one. Given the natural limitations of spirits, neither orcs nor half-orcs are suited to follow the path of mages. Therefore, with the exception of a very small number of individuals who are born to break through a certain layer of shackles and are favored by the tribe's shamanic sacrifices, most orcs will only become a warrior who usually farms and hunts, and goes into battle in wartime.

Unlike shamanic sacrifices, orc-turned-mages cannot borrow even a trace of divine power from the beast god Geush, even if they reach the terrifying realm of the Sanctuary.

"Jones, did that little imp participate in this tournament?" Suddenly, Enya thought for a moment.

"Enns?" Jones asked.

Enya nodded, her eyes filled with urgency.

"Of course, do you think he's going to miss this game?" Jones laughed.

After hearing this, Enya couldn't help frowning, and said slightly angrily: "After I go back, I will definitely let my father lock him up, so as to save trouble everywhere!"

Aimee smiled, "Alright, alright! Enya, if you tell Lord Neville, I'm afraid you won't want to participate in this competition! Besides, although Ence is only twelve years old, he is a natural warrior. Didn't the respected Lord Hemings personally say it! Enns's future achievements will definitely be able to reach the realm of the Holy Land!"

The conversation of the others once again aroused Aaron's attention! This guy named Ens was actually a twelve-year-old little guy, could he have entered the arena of this level with his current strength to compete? The blood and cruelty here did not matter if you were a nobleman or what your status was, as long as you entered the arena, life and death were only decided by the strength in your hands.

It seems that Newcastle has been the most high-quality mercenary exporter on the mainland for hundreds of years, and there is indeed a reason for him! Even in the martial Aragon nobles, nobles generally do not end up fighting to the death with civilians and slaves. In the eyes of the orcs, there is no distinction between nobles and slaves in the arena, only the difference between the strong and the weak!

Dozens of powerful orcs appeared after Shirley, and at first glance, they were all the most outstanding young people of our generation in the Newcastle Hills. The cheers in the arena rose one after another, and many spectators stood up excitedly, raising their arms and chanting. It is true that these young people are the future of Newcastle!

These younger generations from different clans naturally represent their respective clans, and winning or losing is very important to them......

Aaron just watched a few orcs appear one after another and left the arena alone. From the characters he observed, all of them were high-level warriors, and even two of them had reached the eighth level of strength in their early twenties.

Aaron himself was only level eight strength at this time, and compared with these people, Aaron suddenly felt ashamed. He secretly made up his mind that while establishing his own base in the future, he could not forget the improvement of his own strength.

More than two months later, the royal family Split Dun Clan had a bumper grain harvest, and the yield of stone wheat was seven or eight percent higher than expected, and King Dibia immediately declared the end of the grain shortage to the entire tribe.

As soon as the news came out, not only the orcs in the entire Newcastle were in an uproar, but even the Burundian Empire, the Bright Empire, the Aragorn Empire, as well as the elves, dwarves, and barbarians who had been paying close attention to Newcastle were shocked.

At first, not only were the various forces still skeptical, but even the orcs who had always respected the royal family were also suspicious. After all, Newcastle is not big compared to the territory of other empires, but it is also home to more than three million orcs, and the demand for food is a staggering number even in normal times, not to mention the current food shortage?

However, when the Split Shield took out bags of golden wheat wrapped in sacks and began to sell them, the hungry orcs immediately rushed up and snapped up the grain that had just been released. After the famine in Newcastle was gradually brought under control, King Dibia spread the stone wheat to all the clans and taught them how to grow them, and in less than three months, the terrible dream of famine was powerlessly shattered.

The Split Shield Clan has also gained an astonishing amount of wealth after this major crisis, and at the same time, it has also strengthened its position!

Such a big movement in Newcastle naturally attracted the attention of all surrounding forces, and Shimai soon became the object of research for many people. It's just that time passed day by day, and the surrounding forces soon lost interest in Shimai's research. Because they found that whether they planted stone wheat according to the planting method of the orcs or their own methods, the yield could not maintain the level of Newcastle, but also sharply reduced to less than 20% of the yield, and what made them even more speechless was that these stone wheat, which was the same as the half-orcs, could only be planted once on their own land, and they could not obtain wheat seeds at all.

While the perfect solution to Newcastle's food shortage made the orcs happy, the orcs in Burundi were sad. Originally, every year in winter, the orcs would buy huge quantities of food from Burundi in large quantities to eat. Coupled with the rare natural disaster that occurred in a century more than half a year ago, the Burundian side is even more convinced that Newcastle's life will become more and more difficult.

Under these circumstances, the various ethnic groups of Burundi were procuring large quantities of grain from other empires at low prices, while hoarding huge quantities of grain and building granaries, intending to dump all of them at high prices in Newcastle during its most difficult period.

However, Newcastle's food shortage was perfectly solved in just three months, and when the situation was not only not to buy food from themselves, but there was still surplus food to sell, the orcs were almost mad with anger. A large area of grain was purchased, land and warehouses were also occupied by dense grain, and the capital chain was stuck in the grain, and many orc clans began to sell those hot potatoes at low prices.

In the Blood Cave Clan, Prince Bimon Cruz sat on the mat with a blushing face, and said gloomily: "Honorable Speaker, we, the Burundian Empire, are unprecedentedly sorry and saddened by your efficiency. Originally, a major issue like a food shortage was something that your parliament had to solve, but the royal family took the lead. Now that their prestige among the clans is increasing at a geometric leap rate, it won't be long before the council is reduced to an ornamental institution. For this reason, we have decided to withdraw the financial assistance to your Blood Cave Clan......"

Toure's old face at this time couldn't see where to go, and after hearing this, he said urgently: "I feel very sorry for the current situation! However, please give me some grace, I have collected some evidence in my hands that can make the prestige of the Split Shield Clan plummet, so that they can no longer raise their heads in front of the orcs!"

Toure's words surprised the annoyed Cruz, he couldn't imagine that this old guy could have any stakes in such a desperate situation, and frowned slightly and warned: "Your Excellency, our patience has always been bad for the Beamon clan, if you have any hole cards, show them as soon as possible, don't let me feel like I'm being played by you like a fool!"

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Within Newcastle, some of the big clans have also suffered from this astonishing feat by the Split Shield Clan, and like the Burundian side, the top of these big clans are secretly hoarding food for resale. It's just that this sudden move by the Split Shield Clan directly put their plans on hold.

Although it is not as good as the food they hoard in terms of taste, it has reached or even surpassed them in terms of yield and nutritional value, and the short ripening cycle makes their food a waste that no one cares about all of a sudden.

Ferreira of the Greedy Wolf Clan sat on the floor with a deep frown and said, "There have been so many things that have happened recently, I think everyone is having a headache with the large amount of food they have hoarded at the moment, right?"

After glancing at the silent crowd, Ferreira continued: "It is really sad that the market that originally belonged to our monopoly was destroyed by the royal family in one fell swoop. I brought you here today mainly to discuss the countermeasures in the future!"

Bozani of the Thunder Clan was slightly excited: "As far as we know, there doesn't seem to be a figure in this area on the Split Shield Clan's side, and we have never heard of Shimai as a staple food before, otherwise we half-orcs wouldn't have to succumb to orcs for seven hundred years." ”