Hip warping is almost innate, and genes determine the limit.

Ulani has a round buttocks that several women around Martin can't have.

In fact, a woman's buttocks are a bit like a world map of the earth, with two round halves on the left and right.

The best way for a man to conquer the world is to insert his own globe axis in the middle of the two hemispheres.

The skills of a sixteen-year-old wheat-skinned and toned girl should not be underestimated.

The Lorraine ballista can be said to have been fired again and again.

In fact, the city of Ulani Blood Raven has long since fallen, but Martin just likes to shoot a few ballistas in the passage of the city gate when he has nothing to do, and let the Deoxyribose Knight occupy every inch of it, announcing his ravaging and conquest of the city.

Ulani is very strong, but unfortunately in front of the old driver of Akinayama, she was tossed and weak.

Still, she faithfully fulfilled her duties as a vanquished, serving the Lorraine ballista with all her heart, and tasting the Lorraine family's sugar with a strange but not disgusted expression.

That amusing look made Martin can't help but press the waist of the wheat-colored mare again, and ride up from behind to whip the horse.

When Martin woke up the next day, he could clearly feel the sad expression of the little maid who had rushed over on Triumph Night.

Susan didn't say anything, silently fulfilling her duties as a maid, cleaning up the battlefield for Martin.

Martin couldn't help but be bad, pulled him to the next room, released the hand of Kato Taka on her, and directly sacrificed Lorraine to storm the city and charge the car, and put the little maid down.

An hour later, the little maid, panting and flushed, still got up to serve Martin and dressed.

Serving Martin and dressing is actually a technical job.

The elaborate dress of the Bakaria nobility is no less than a special craft. Ulani next to her knelt on the bed, dumbfounded, looking like she wanted to help but couldn't.

"Your value is not here, it would be a waste to treat you as a mere slave or a maid. Martin didn't mind and said bluntly: "Your task now is to learn the lingua franca as quickly as possible." ”

"I ...... There's a request. Ullani suddenly became unusually shy.

"How?"

"Can you let the master put your collar on me?" Ulani's slightly flushed face, nervous and cramped, matched with her fiery red hair.

Martin blinked, not too understanding the Slinger woman's thoughts.

It was after Ulani's explanation that Martin knew. It turns out that the Slinger woman with strong combat power is a sought-after item in the clan, and a man can only be considered to have this woman if he defeats this kind of female warrior in a one-on-one public duel.

When a female warrior is defeated, she will devote all she has to the service of this more powerful man. Bear him a child, and even follow him into battle with him.

This is a bit like the Valkyrie in Norse mythology on Earth, who is both the companion and comrade-in-arms of the warrior, and is the existence that will never betray the warrior.

If Martin gives Ullani a collar, it means that Martin has taken Ulani. In the future, even if Ullani dies on the battlefield, the clan will take her collar and bring it back to Martin. If Martin dies in the future, the collar will be buried in Martin's tomb.

It's a recognition.

If Martin doesn't give her a collar, he's just treating her like a plaything that can be discarded at any moment. Of course, the situation is very different.

Martin gently stroked the nervous and hopeful face, and smiled, "It's a funny custom, but I gave it." ”

Ullani was about to rejoice, when Martin's next sentence made her heart rise to her throat again.

"I can give you everything, or I can take it back. ”

Ullani nodded hurriedly, and an hour later, Ullani got her wish with a collar engraved with Martin's name.

Amazingly, when Ullani wore this collar to the heavily guarded Slinger camp, she was greeted with thunderous cheers.

"Thank you for the blessing of our ancestors!"

"Great, we're not slaves anymore!"

"We are the servants of the great Flamebringer and the Giant Slayer!"

The Bakarians guarding them didn't quite understand the reaction of these barbarians, but they just looked at the barbarians who bowed in the direction of the main fort, and probably knew that these guys had no ill intentions.

Anyway, barbarians can submit so easily?

However, this is not a problem for the Bakarians, and the Knights of the Sun will be responsible for indoctrining the captives.

Ullani returns from a spin around the clan, and Martin finds her dressed up. Before, she almost compressed her armor to the limit, but now she has changed to a leather armor to cover her toned body tightly.

Martin blinked, didn't understand.

"Master, I've heard that Bakaria men don't like their women's bodies exposed to other men's eyes, so I covered them. ”

It seems that this is indeed the case, in the aristocratic circle, Martin has seen a lot of low-cut and backless suits, but I have never seen a crop top or a miniskirt.

"Okay, after pacifying your people, you can follow me for the time being. ”

"Understood. Ullani was overjoyed, and in her heart, she was even more afraid of being left aside after the night.

Martin subjugates the Slingers, led by the Blood Raven Clan, which means a complete occupation of the wasteland.

There's a lot of Martin to do.

For example, the definition of territory, the outline of maps, the layout of administrative districts, and so on.

The most urgent task is to deal with the traitors.

"Get on your knees!"

"Coward—"

"Traitor—"

"Hang him, hang him!"

Having just pushed Salk Filas out, everyone from the most ordinary soldiers, to knights and nobles, glared at him angrily. The most angry soldier roared out angrily.

No matter what era or nationality, traitors are the most despicable.

Ironically, in this concrete castle built by Salk himself, Martin sits on a high seat, while Salk himself becomes a prisoner.

"Lord Duke, spare your life! it's not my fault! it's not my fault!" Salk's already pale face turned even paler.

"It's not your fault, whose fault is it?" said Martin, with a playful expression. He noticed that even the two people who sat at the bottom of the table, surnamed Musaron, looked at the thing with disdain.

"Yes......" Salk had an idea to put the blame on Ulani. But when he looked up, he was immediately horrified to see that Ullani was standing near Martin, right in the direction of the leaders of the guard, such as Garr, Tieno, Asis, and Darren.

Of course, Ulani couldn't have a seat. Seats were reserved for Trist, Kouden, Charlie, Bennett and other regimental commanders with status.

However, this also proves that the female chief, who should have been a prisoner yesterday, has completed a magnificent turn and gained Martin's trust.

Salk shuddered for a moment before he said, "Yes...... It's the Blood Raven Chieftain who is too strong. My soldiers and I couldn't stand ...... at all."