Just as Wang Xiaotian was happily watching Xuehua and them brewing the first boss robbery in the history of the Otherworld, a group of special guests were gathering at the residence of Elder Manda in Graystone City. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the small room, Elder Manda sat quietly holding a cup of tea on the main seat. And below him, the honest and slightly cute panda man is dozing off with his head pestle. The elephant man sat on one side like a wall. On the other side, a weak-looking goat man and a somewhat emaciated centaur were looking at Manda, as if to say something.

"Elder Manda, have you really decided? Let a human be the new king?"

With a goat's head on his head and a short, snow-white beard in one hand, a goatman asked in a low voice.

"Manda, are you too hasty like this!"

Behind the goatmen, the centaur frowned and said with some puzzlement.

Elder Manda took a leisurely sip of the tea in his hand, his eyelids were half open, like an ordinary old man, he glanced at everyone present, and said slowly: "Don't be so impatient! Tula, we have been friends for so many years, and you are still so anxious...... Let's sit down, have a cup of tea, and have a good talk. ”

As she spoke, Manda squinted her eyes and took another sip.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is a good tea, unlike the sweet teas of other human nobles, this tea is made from plants selected by Xiao Tian from the seeds of the cat people. Just drank this tea, slightly bitter, but slowly this refreshing charm is a little interesting, this tea, soothing!"

When the centaur Mathura heard this, he wanted to say something, but when he saw Elder Manda's appearance of an old god, he didn't know where to start, so he could only drink the tea in front of him angrily.

Perhaps Tula didn't know the value of this tea, but in the near future, with the development of the Graystone Alliance and the complete opening of commercial channels with humans, these tea leaves have been improved by Wang Xiaotian, and the tea cakes made are simply sold at sky-high prices.

This kind of tea like the one that Elder Manda drank was not an ordinary variety, and Tula drank at least a few dozen gold coins in this mouthful.

Shaking his head slightly, the goat man took a sip of tea slowly, and said to Elder Manda: "Elder, although there has been no new king in our northern land for many years, you don't have to find a human to be our king!"

"A new ancient covenant has been fulfilled! According to ancient legends, a new emperor will be born among the twelve branches of our orcs! But our king of the northern land is a human being, and he is fighting for the throne of the emperor!

Manda's eyes opened slightly, and he glanced at the goatman, and after half a sound, he replied with a smile.

"Why not? Did the ancestors say that human beings should not be emperors? Elder Anglas, since our ancestors stepped out of the northern land, we have always advanced and retreated together, and today, if you choose to leave on this issue, I also understand, my Minotaur and yours are still friendly races for generations!"

Manda said to the goatman very solemnly, recalling the relationship between the ancestors and the goatman, Manda said his thoughts with a sincere face.

The northern earth is a vein, born in the era of the orc empire, and the ninth legendary orc king of the starry age originates from this vein.

The orcs of this vein originated in the north of this continent, different from the extremely cold land of the trolls, the ancestral land of this group of orcs is in the northern highlands in the center of the continent, where there are endless grasslands, minotaurs, sheep-headed people, centaurs...... These races all originated from that land.

Since the Barbarian Era, the Minotaur clan has given birth to a great king, who led his subordinates to conquer the four directions, rose in the north, and finally became the ninth supreme king of the Orc Empire's Starry Sky Age.

At that time, the goat people were the sacrifices and wise men of the northern land.

Their snow-white beards symbolize wisdom, they are the best sacrifice in the north, when the king's banner is forward, the warriors of the bull-headed clan appear on the battlefield with totem poles, there is always a group of goats in the rear calling for the power of their ancestors to bless the totem poles.

Even in this era of the decline of the Minotaur clan, the tribe to which this Elder Angras belongs can be called powerful, and there are dozens of silver sacrifices in the clan land, and secretly I don't know how many hole cards these wise sacrifices have.

And at this moment, hearing Elder Manda's sincere words, Anglas, who was originally calm, became excited, as if he had been humiliated, and he said excitedly: "Elder Manda!

"Since the beginning of the Starry Sky Era, under the banner of the King of the Northland, my goat lineage has never lagged behind the Wang Qi, whether it is the group of barbarian orcs in the south who drink blood, or the long ears facing the newborn!"

"In the Troll Chronicle, in order to defend the glory of the King of the Northlands, in the Northland Valley, hundreds of thousands of my goats have returned to their ancestral land!"

"In the Elven Age, in the Ancient Forest, for the first time in the Ancient Covenant, the brilliance of the stars summoned by the sacrifice of my goatman with a vein of 10,000 stars has always shrouded the heroic Knight of Destruction!"

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At the end, Anglas turned red, and said with some sadness: "In that accident hundreds of years ago, my northern royal clan ran away angrily, leading all the northern orcs to leave the legendary beast city and guard the gate for the Great Wilderness!"

"It was the earth prophet of that generation, let us goat people stay in the second valley, for hundreds of years, my goat people have always regretted not insisting on following the adults back then!"

Anglas sighed and said to Manda: "That's it, that's it, since you insist on making humans the new king, we goatmen can only admit it! However, following the last orders of the prophet, we can't move to Greystone City, we will only send our people to follow the new king!"

When the goats all expressed their positions, the centaur Tura could only pinch his nose and admit it.

On the other side, the crumbling panda man and the serious elephant man sat there like two pieces of wood, and Elder Manda drank tea unhurriedly.

At this moment, Elder Manda's heart had settled down.

As long as the goat-people don't object, most of the other clans won't have an opinion, after all, the goat-people and rare wise men of the orc race have agreed, and the panda people who eat and wait for death will not object.

But don't look at these two behaving so strangely, their race is indeed a powerful race.

The Panda People are known for their mystery and rarity, and they are haunted in the Great Wilderness, but almost every Panda Man who appears in the Great Wilderness is a powerful warrior.

And the elephant man, that is the existence of daring to wrestle, which is enough to explain everything.