The slave who was stopped by Beuys was Monroe, and he and Matthew were taking care of Richie before the alien raid on the camp last night.

Although Monroe is kind, he is just an ordinary person after all, and his kindness is also based on the condition that his own interests are not damaged. He reacted quickly after the alien attack, and was the first of the group of slaves to retreat to the center of the camp, so although Richie died under the alien night attack, he was intact.

But thinking about his current situation, Monroe really didn't know if it was a good thing that he didn't die last night.

"Hahahaha...... So you, do you have,"

Beuys was indeed much more determined than the warrior with the white cloth wrapped around his chest, and while the other companions were still laughing at the slave in front of them, he was almost able to control his emotions, but the corners of his grinning mouth could not be closed.

"Do you feel like you've become stronger? hahahaha......"

As soon as he finished asking, Beuys couldn't help but laugh again, and the companions around him kept covering their mouths and trying not to laugh too loudly.

The ridicule of these warriors made Monroe even more ashamed, and he wanted to remove all these tattoos from his body. But he also knew that this could not be done, because he was only a slave now, he had no personal freedom, and the only personal freedom he had was to commit suicide, but he didn't dare, so he could only answer the question of the warrior in front of him with a sad face.

"Nope. ”

Of course not! How could just tattooing a few words make him suddenly a powerful warrior? If it was so simple to become stronger, would those knights still need to cultivate so hard?

What's more, the words that Barton tattooed on his body are just some lingua franca, not ancient languages.

Unlike Matthew, who was a farmer, Monroe was a cooper before being captured as a slave by Temples. As a craftsman in the city, Monroe knew not many words, but at least he could write his own name, and he even knew some common sense about mages in the city, such as the language used by mages was different from ordinary people, which was a language called archaic.

It is said that the ancient saying has magical powers, and it is the source of power for mages. If Barton tattooed Monroe with an ancient language, then Monroe may still be looking forward to it, but what is the use of tattooing these lingua franca!

In fact, Monroe did not feel any change in his body, his strength was still so great, and his body did not become lighter.

That Barton was clearly out of his mind.

Of course, Monroe could only think about this in his heart, because now Barton was his master.

Not only did Monroe think Norman was crazy, but Jacob thought so too.

The knight-sama, who had strong expectations for Norman to succeed him as Donn-sama's leader last night, had now wondered more than once whether he and Russon had done something wrong.

Especially watching Norman's movements at the moment.

Norman was intently tattooing the man in front of him, specifically on his right arm, and the tattoo was a lingua franca.

"Defender of Communism"

Of course, in James' view, there is another way to interpret the word.

"Guardians of the Doctrine of Producing Together"

As a noble knight, Jacob still has a lot of lingua franca vocabulary, and he knows all these words of Norman pattern, but they are all based on the situation of being taken out separately, and he really can't understand what it means when they are connected together, which is much more difficult to understand than the previous ones such as "kill your whole family" and "brave" or something.

Jacob's lips quirmed, and he opened his mouth to ask Norman what he meant, but after some thought, he eventually gave up on the idea.

Whatever the answer was, the result was the same, and it wouldn't have any effect other than to add shame to these poor slaves.

Norman didn't know that the knight beside him was at war with heaven and man, and he was still enthusiastically tattooing the slave in front of him.

The slave in front of him now was Matthew, the same man who had taken care of Richie with Monroe last night and hadn't slept asleep.

Probably because of their good intentions, these two wasted their precious sleep time on taking care of the patient, but they also allowed both of them to escape in the first place, and today they were both bought by Norman together and became Norman's slaves.

After tattooing the words "Communist\Proprietor\Guard" on Matthew's arm, Norman didn't intend to just let him go, and hit him with the idea again, and the sentence to be tattooed became more complicated, and it took more time than just now to finally get the tattoo.

"Loyal to the country"

This is the phrase of the Norman tattoo on the back of the Matthew.

What can be said in four simple words in the ancient language, but it takes a long series of words to clearly express this meaning in the lingua franca, and this word is not as incomprehensible to Jacob as the "communist\property\lord\righteous defender" just now.

"Giving back to the country with loyalty and patriotism"

That's what this word meant to Jacob.

Many of the people around him understood the meaning of the lingua franca, including the slaves, many of whom were craftsmen or city dwellers like Monroe, and many of whom knew some of the lingua franca.

And in the face of this scene, those people reacted differently.

The civilians were just watching the hilarity, giggling and laughing, looking at Norman like fools. The slaves who had been bought by Norman from Demps had drooped their faces, and their eyes were lifeless, as if they were going to die.

They thought Norman's behavior was ridiculous, but if it went on like this, it would be their turn later. When they thought of this, they naturally couldn't laugh.

After watching for a long time, Jacob finally couldn't help it.

He knew that Barton's roots were basically unstable, and it was entirely by his and Rusen's support that he could sit here at this moment, and if he, the original supporter, was suspicious, it would undoubtedly weaken Barton's prestige, which was almost non-existent, but he couldn't help but speak.

"Barton, is there any point in you doing this?"

He did not say anything like "Is your brain broken?" and "Can you repel the enemy?" similar words that hit people's hearts, but in fact, between Jacob and Rusen, it is indeed Jacob's temperament that is relatively mild-don't you see that Ruson is not here? The Bronze Horseman was so angry that he couldn't stand it when Norman tattooed the first slave, so he simply came out of sight and slipped away early in the morning, leaving Jacob, who had a relatively mild-tempered personality, here.

"Of course it makes sense,"

Norman had expected such a question, but Jacob had been able to endure it until now, but he had not expected it.

"Do you remember the aliens who attacked last night?"

Norman's mental power has now entered a state of unity, but he does not have the ability to multitask accurately, and the tattoo needs to be concentrated, so he simply stopped what he was doing for a while, turned his head to Jacob and asked back.

Jacob replied, "Of course, but what does that have to do with that?"

Norman still didn't answer his question, and continued to ask, "Then do you remember that among those orcs, there were a few barbarians covered in patterns?"

Jacob nodded, "Yes." ”

The race of the orcs is easy to identify, as long as you are not a fool, you can see it at a glance, but the barbarian and the human look exactly the same, but it is difficult to recognize, but Jacob can recognize it, which is entirely due to geographical factors.

Before Norman entered the reincarnation time and saw the barbarian race, he mainly operated in the human settlements in the north-central part of the continent, where there were almost no alien races, so naturally he didn't know the barbarians, but Preston was different here.

Preston, especially the area near Siham, the frequency of alien activities is much higher than that of the north-central continent, and Jacob, as a knight who has killed all the way, has also had some contact with those various alien races, so he can recognize it.

"In the days that Lord Donn has taught me, he has said a lot to me in addition to teaching me swordsmanship. ”

After two rhetorical questions, Norman finally began to answer Jacob's question head-on, "I remember telling me that one of his mage friends once told him that barbarians are naturally powerful, and it has to do with the tattoos on their bodies, which the mages call 'magic patterns'. ”

"Now that we've lost a lot, the next journey will be even more difficult, and a new force is urgently needed, but you know, Mr. Jacob, that it's impossible to train a group of powerful warriors in a few days, so we can only turn to magical magic for help, which is why I'm doing it now. ”

Jacob listened intently, and there was some realization in his eyes.

"So Barton, you're so proficient in the Magic Pattern?!"

There was a glint in Jacob's eyes.

Norman said that these things were said by Lord Donn, and his trust in Don made Jacob trust the things about the magic pattern that James said to Norman, and then he also regained his trust in Norman.

It's no wonder that Lord Don had to appoint Barton to inherit his leadership position before he died, it turned out that Lord Don had already known about this early on, and knew that Barton was proficient in magic patterns and could cultivate a group of powerful warriors in a short period of time!

Of course, in his excitement, Jacob also ignored many details, such as if Norman was really proficient in that magic pattern, why didn't Don let him use the magic pattern to strengthen the team's combat effectiveness in the first place, and had to wait until he died to let Norman take action?

These were doubts, which Jacob ignored in his excitement, and he only felt that there was finally hope, but Norman's next answer directly poured a basin of cold water off his head.

"I don't know about magic patterns. ”

Norman very honestly denied Jacob's speculation.

This sharp turn was so fast that Jacob couldn't keep up with Norman's train of thought, and he was directly stunned, and his head crashed on the spot.

You don't understand the magic pattern, you say it's been so long?!

You don't understand the magic pattern, what are you doing here?!

These were all things that Jacob should have roared about, but the sharp turn was so fast that Jacob couldn't react for a moment and didn't ask it right away.

Fortunately, the caring Norman answered his doubts without waiting for him to ask.

"Although I don't know the magic pattern, I can try it, try a few more patterns, maybe it will work?"

Jacob almost spurted a mouthful of old blood out of his throat when he heard this answer, and the people around him were all stunned and lost their ability to speak.

Try?

Can you try this thing too?!

If all of them are successful, then is there any reason in this world?!!

In Jacob's opinion, this is as ridiculous as having a tattoo on his body that says "I am a great knight" and really changing from an ordinary person to a great knight!

However, Norman's genius idea did not stop there, and the next words of Norman made Jacob deeply understand what kind of "genius" this person who was chosen by Lord Don was.

"No matter how bad it is, tattooing them all over them can also play a role in scaring the enemy. ”

"Maybe the enemy will think that they are all barbarians after seeing these tattoos, and seeing so many barbarians here, maybe they won't dare to invade again!"

Norman seemed very proud of his approach, and couldn't help clapping his hands when he finished speaking, proud of his brilliant idea.

Matthew, who was facing Norman with his back to Norman in front of him, heard Norman's words and buried his face deep in his hands, his face full of despair.

Although he hadn't seen those barbarians before, he had only heard of them, but he also knew that those barbarians were all extremely burly. Moreover, two barbarians died among the alien races who came yesterday, which also made him finally see the true body of the barbarian, whose figure was indeed unusually tall and burly, and he knew at a glance that it was not human.

But what about himself?

His thighs are not as thick as those savages' arms! There is a clear difference in size, and even if he is covered in tattoos, what idiot will believe that he is a barbarian!

There was a dead silence all around, and there was no sound.

Everyone was shocked by Norman's "genius conception".

Let's look at Norman, and then look at Matthew who covers his face with his hands.

They think the same way as Matthew.

Even if Matthew now has tattoos all over his body, what idiot would believe that this matchstick is a barbarian!

Jackey inhaled heavily, his eyes fixed on Norman, completely unaware of what he was going to say now.

Pretending to be a barbarian with a tattoo?

It's a shame he figured it out!

Probably only Norman was laughing.

The acting skills of this talented actor, who was born with artistic cells and has been trained in countless scenes, are really very good, and the normalization of mental power has not caused his acting skills to decline, so no one can see the laziness that is well hidden in his eyes from his smug smile.