In March, the season of fire, the sun is blazing, and the air in the hills is distorted by the scorching heat.

The primaries are over, and the Legion competition is about to enter the exciting climax.

It's a competition, and it's a competition.

The contestants sweat and fight hard for glory and the future, while the lords of the York family compete for talent. Land, wealth, knight teachers, blood marriages, and the family's energy potions and refining potions were their bargaining chips.

Normally, wealthy families such as the House of York did not welcome the children of nobles with impure blood, and the Refining Potion and Energy Potion were only used by the family's blood relatives. However, with the expansion of the Rose Knights imminent, the future Alien War Beasts will need enough riders, and even though Sylvia has not yet specifically discussed the strategy of the southward expansion, history has proven that the Divine Knights are far more aggressive than the Legendary Knights.

No one wants to be excluded from the inner circle, and all the lords have to do is seize the opportunity and expand their strength.

As it turned out, Sylvia was testing the barbarians and the harbor with the major powers, while Victor was making final preparations for the underground war and the Golden Regiment's strategy.

It was a knight's dream to open up territory, but Victor believed that there was still a lot of potential to be tapped within human society. The underground war between the Bucks Merchant Group and the South Wind Merchant Group is an opportunity for the rise of the Golden Order, and the rescheduling of alchemy creatures has become an urgent problem. But before making adjustments, Victor first had to inspect the condition of the Everglades and Mountain Fortresses.

"Holy. On a hot day, I still have to wear thick leather armor, it's hard to imagine that you and Bell have lived in the swamp for eleven years. ”

Victor rode on the back of the alchemy dragon lizard and flicked a buzzing vampire fly to death. The anthelmintic potion concocted by the Alchemy Militia apparently didn't work for it.

Emerson sat on the back of the other dragon lizard, turned his head and said, "At any time, the Swamp is not likable. The season of water is too cold, and there are too many poisonous insects and snakes when it is hot. Every year during the fire season, Bell and I easily don't leave the island, I have the alien rats dig a large pool with purification crystals in it, and Bell will swim in the pool. Of course, I also have a lot of long-tongued frogs, which are quite useful...... My lord, would you like to give it a try?"

On the sorcerer's shoulders and head are three green horned frogs, which stick out their long tongues and wrap them in their mouths whenever they get close. Victor glanced at it and changed the subject, "How far is the goblin camp?"

"Right behind that piece of sawgrass. Emerson pointed ahead, and the horned frog on his left shoulder jumped to his elbow, his slippery tongue heading straight for the wizard's fingers.

The huge body of the alchemy dragon lizard cut through the dense grass, and the island was like a frying pan, and hundreds of green-skinned goblins scurried around. At this time, dozens of sturdy and sturdy half-dragons emerged from the lake, and the goblins saw the protector appear, gradually quieted down, and returned to the camp one after another, driven by the half-dragons.

"Henry, how's this month's harvest going? Well, I know your name is Varuvaru Baru, but I'll call you Henry, and I like the name. ”

"It doesn't matter if you don't like it, you just like the javelin. I have iron javelins and wood javelins here, and you can take as many as you can give me, and how many seeds, herbs, leather, and ore you can give me. ”

The alchemy dragon lizard lay on the ground, Emerson slid off its back, and the alchemy militia took out the javelin from its backpack and stuck it in front of the half-dragon leader.

Taking advantage of the gap between the wizard and the half-dragon, Victor began to observe the goblin camp.

In the middle of the island, there are hundreds of grass nests woven by reed leaves, and dozens of simple shacks are erected, and in each shack can be seen the figure of goblins, some of them are an adult goblin with a few cubs, and some are only an adult goblin. The physical characteristics of these adult goblins already indicate the identity of the females, to be precise, they are all the favorite concubines of the goblin leader.

The goblin leader's dwelling was in the center of the camp, and the walls made of reed poles were compact and fine, and the clay filled the gaps made of clay looked sturdy. The thatched blades of the roof are neatly arranged, and the blades of grass protrude out of the eaves, which has the function of protecting against rain. In terms of construction craftsmanship alone, this goblin shack is not inferior to the shacks built by humans.

There were two lower shacks at the back of the leader's shack, the walls were not filled with clay, they were not strong, but they were well ventilated, and through the gaps in the reed poles could see the materials piled inside, which were apparently goblin warehouses.

In the open space in front of the warehouse, a row of wooden shelves was erected, on which were the leather of six-legged crocodiles and giant dragons, and below were baskets of black ore.

There was a pile of rotten wood at the back of the camp, on which some half-sized goblin young were picking mushrooms. They only pick mushrooms that are the size of a human face, keeping the smaller ones. The other adult goblins lined up in long lines, carrying the supplies in the storehouse to the half-dragon leader.

Adult goblins are about 1.3 meters tall, sleek from top to bottom, revealing a thin body and limbs, with a disproportionate head on top of a slender neck, and the corners of the mouth extending to the cheeks, looking ugly and ridiculous. These goblins look short and weak, but they can easily withstand weights of more than a hundred pounds, and their strength is similar to that of the average man on Earth.

"Fuck off, you filthy bastard!"

Emerson kicked a goblin away from him, his boot rubbing against the grass. The goblin was taller and stronger than the normal goblin, and instead of getting up, it rolled and retreated.

It's really rolling on the ground.

"What did the goblin just say to you?"

Victor held his sword in his hand and his gaze was cold. The alchemy mastiff seemed to feel the murderous intent in his master's heart, and his green eyes stared at the goblin rolling out, his neck hair exploded, and he was ready to pounce. Victor gestured before they sat down again, and the goblin lay on the ground shivering in a pitiful look.

"Kirklow calls me my master's master, and wants to please me, it's disgusting. Imerson said with a look of disgust.

The social nature of the goblins made Victor instinctively hostile, eager to draw his sword and kill all these monsters, just as a lion killed a hyena and a tiger killed a leopard. But the piles of supplies made him resist the urge to kill, and commanded, "Tell them to hurry." ”

Before Emerson could convey Victor's will, the goblin Crok got up with a grunt and shouted at the goblin minions, and the two idle, bear-headed goblins joined the carry, and it didn't take long for all the supplies in the warehouse to be transported to the clearing. The goblin Crook bowed his head towards Victor, his body language expressing obedience and flattery.

"These supplies can be exchanged for 4 fine iron javelins, or 40 wooden javelins, or 20 fine-spinned harpoons. Emerson stepped on a bag of thousand reed seeds and said arrogantly: "Henry, you can choose for yourself." ”

The half-dragon man does not bargain, but also knows that 1 fine iron javelin is equal to 10 wooden javelins, or 5 harpoons. It ended up choosing 2 fine iron javelins, 10 wood javelins, and 5 harpoons.

The alchemy militia bundled up the supplies and put them in the alchemy dragon lizard's back basket, and Imerson said, "My lord, we can go." ”

Victor nodded and said, "Tell the half-dragon people to kill the goblin leader when they see the goblin making a fire." ”

Emerson was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and said, "Henry, goblins dare to make fire, kill Crok first, and then kill the goblins who make fire." ”

The leader of the half-dragon people grinned and hissed, "The son of mud hates fire, and the goblins who make it feed the six-legged crocodile. ”

The goblin lay motionless on the ground, and Victor and Emerson climbed into the saddle of the alchemy dragon lizard, and the five-headed dragon lizard let out a dull roar and got up and walked out. He hadn't gone far when a goblin screamed behind him, and Emerson looked back to see two bear goblins tearing an ordinary goblin in half.

"What are these brutes doing?" Imerson asked gloatingly.

Victor didn't reply, and said lightly: "The goblin leader is showing loyalty to me, and by the way, killing potential competitors." ”

Imerson shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and said excitedly: "My lord, the goblins are really easy to use. This month's supplies were more than usual, almost 2,000 pounds of black iron ore, 20,000 pounds of Chikura reed seeds, 5,000 pounds of crystal glaze, 1,000 pounds of ship maggots, 500 pounds of various herbs, more than 400 large pearls, 4 pounds of Shadow Spider's blood, and 8 pieces of six-legged crocodile skins and 5 giant bug skins, enough to make 12 new armor pairs. ”

"Because there are more goblins?"

"yes. Imerson shook his head and said, "These beasts can really give birth! In only half a year's work, 189 goblins have become 424. ”

"We may be playing with fire!"

Victor was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Have you noticed that vampire flies no longer bite goblins?" They didn't let go of the slick green-skinned dwarfs before. ”

"Maybe it's because the green skin stinks. Imerson spat and said without exaggeration: "I want to vomit when I smell it, but the bloodsucking fly wants to suck the stinky blood of the green skin into my stomach." ”

"Goblins do stink, and this stink is an adaptive mutation that makes swamp predators no longer interested in them. In fact, orcs will not devour goblins if they can find something to eat. The goblins are adapting to the swampy environment. Victor shook his head with a wry smile, "I've heard of goblins with this talent, but I'm shocked when I see it for myself. ”

Imerson was dumbfounded when he heard this, and after a while, he asked weakly: "My lord, if the goblins can mutate quickly, why don't you make yourself poisonous?"

"Poisonous goblins aren't very useful to orcs. Orcs would be happy to see goblins wiped out completely. Victor sighed, "This race is really terrifying!"

Goblins are extremely adaptable, reproduce at an astonishing rate, and are never picky eaters, feeding on grass roots, worms, and even the carcasses of their own kind. As long as there is plenty of food, the goblins will mutate in two directions, one is a bear-headed goblin with a strong body and a simple mind, and the other is a goblin with intelligence.

In fact, with the exception of bear goblins, every goblin has intelligence, they have dexterous fingers, they can use tools, and they can do complex work, but the goblins are different.

Goblins are capable of enslaving bear goblins, directing common goblins to work together, establishing social hierarchies, and having diplomatic talents. Goblin Krook saw that Victor was the real leader, and that he could understand human language, and to be precise, he could understand his master's meaning and communicate with him through body language. Goblins can also build houses, grow mushrooms, make fires, mine, craft weapons and equipment, and cooperate with their masters in military operations, and their knowledge is precipitated in their blood, manifesting as they grow older.

Many sapient species have a gift for bloodline memory, and they are often the slaves of certain otherworldly beings, such as the lizardmen, who are slaves of the Hydra, they are bound by the memory of the bloodline, and have limited potential, and only know how to serve the Hydra lizard.

The question is, goblins don't have a specific owner, where does their knowledge come from?

Social development cannot be achieved overnight, and once the inheritance of knowledge is cut off, human civilization will collapse with a bang. Survivors survive in isolation, and it is almost impossible to rebuild civilization, perhaps returning to the Stone Age in a few generations. Because of this, governments and private organizations on Earth build sturdy underground libraries to ensure that the spark of civilization is passed on.

Goblins pass on knowledge directly through their bloodline, which shows that they once had an incomparably glorious civilization, and their purpose is obvious.

No matter how humble and submissive the goblins are, they are all there to restore their glory!

Victor speculated that the powerful Chosen One's alliance with the elves and barbarians was to squeeze the goblins, as they could not completely exterminate the goblins. And the orcs counterattack on the human kingdom may be the result of the goblins' covert guidance. Orcs are strangely shaped, have no dexterous hands, and without the support of goblins, they are a bunch of weak scum. Conversely, if humans become extinct, goblins will be able to make orcs kneel on the ground and call their master in minutes.

The morphological characteristics of the orcs have no possibility of developing civilization at all! Are they all experiments concocted by goblins? Did the goblins play themselves to death, or were they overturned by the Alchemy Empire? I seem to be dying!

Victor held a piece of black ore and was torn between two sides.

Black Iron Ore is another name for the Saron Demon Iron Ore, as a super-class material of the Alchemy Empire, its true purpose is not clear, but it is an important part of completing the historical puzzle.

Crystal glaze ore can be used to fire crystal artifacts, similar to glass on earth, in extremely rare quantities, and the value is equal to gold.

Chikuwi reeds belong to grain, and no matter how much they are stored, they are not too much. Boat maggots, meat worms that grow on rotten wood, are disgusting to look at, but they are extremely delicious, and after drying and grinding into powder, they are the top seasoning.

Not to mention the herbs and leather peculiar to the swamps, and the countless gloomy woods in the lakes, which are also more valuable than gold. There are also various minerals to be mined, and these things are of no use to the swamp natives, and it is better to exchange them for a few fine iron spears than to rot in the swamp.

This natural treasure trove made Victor impossible to part with.

After Itugos' death, the 20,000 square kilometers of the Everglades were in a blank period, the ferocious predators had not returned, the capybaras were few and far between, the lizardmen fished for a living, and the goblins had no competitors, and this was a good time for them to reproduce and grow.

Victor originally planned to let the Half-Dragon tribe control the number of goblins, but the Half-Dragons don't eat goblins! Goblins can buy Half-Dragons, they can craft weapons, even if Victor forbids the goblins to use fire, they can also grind obsidian weapons, first curry favor with the half-dragons, and then with the terrifying breeding speed, quickly take over the territory of Itugos.

However, the land area of the swamp is limited after all, and the Zesheng predators are also quite fierce, enough to suppress the living space of the goblins, and the growing goblin population will not threaten the Randall Territory, but it will definitely get rid of slavery.

Once the greenskins rebelled, the swamp would not be the Randalls' backyard.

It's all orcs, don't you eat goblins for hair?

Victor hated the half-dragon man's picky eating habits, but no matter how annoyed he was, the problem still had to be solved.

The force to deter half-dragons and goblins is indispensable, and as the efficiency of resource gathering increases, so does the power of transportation. This means that the population of goblins and half-dragons has increased, and so have the alchemy creatures that Victor has put in.

Five alchemy dragon lizards are definitely not enough, ten should be about the same, but the dragon lizards have taken on the task of transporting them, and basically have no time to patrol the territory, so they also need a mobile force. Alchemy War Mastiffs and Alchemy Humans both occupy the soul fire of the Alchemy Tower, which is a bit difficult to do.

Victor turned his gaze to the wizard and asked, "Imerson, can you use that wisdom guide?"

Imosen's expression froze, and he snorted: "My lord, if you can use it, you can use it...... Mistress Busso said that if I did it again, I would die. ”

Alienated creatures cultivated by witchcraft cannot create alienated war beasts, and it is only after Itugos is free from Imerson's control that it transforms into a natural alienated creature, and its flesh and blood have contagious properties. This change was due to the forcible interruption of the wisdom guidance, but Emerson himself was attacked by witchcraft and fell into a state of weakness of the soul, which has not been healed until now.

Now that Emerson is in danger of falling, the plan to breed an alienated war beast alone has also been declared bankrupt. As for giving Emerson direct control over the alienated creatures, Victor wouldn't have thought about such a thing at all.

Imerson's ability to understand the voices of animals is invaluable, and the birds are in good spirits and condition under his careful care, doubling their hatchability and survival rate. The same goes for mountain camels. Emerson has successfully bred two excellent hunting dogs, one is a vigilant dog with keen perception and a slender body, and the other is a strong, fierce and tenacious fighting dog. The two hounds complement each other and are able to meet the practical needs of the Randall family. He is still breeding falcons and black-feathered vultures, and it will not be long before the Randall family will have their own war eagles.

Victor would rather lose the Swamp than lose this unique transcendent beast tamer, and he would not be allowed to stand on his own and get out of control.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just asking. ”

Victor smiled slightly, and admonished solemnly: "Imerson, you have to remember that goblins are very terrible creatures, and you must never come into direct contact with them, and you must control goblins through half-dragon people. I will send someone to keep an eye on you, and if you dare to disobey my orders, I promise that you will never see Bertina again. ”

"Dear host, rest assured. I want to vomit when I see goblins, I want to kill them all! Emerson hurriedly assured.

"Hmm. Victor nodded, "I'm going to divide the 20,000 square kilometers of swamp into four areas, and let the goblins collect resources in a nomadic way, and only one area per quarter." That way, we don't need too many goblins. After a pause, he commanded: "You tell the half-dragon people, regardless of whether the green-skinned dwarf is delicious or not, give me the number of green-skinned to be within 3,000 thousand." ”

"As you wish, my lord. Emerson stroked his chest in greeting.

"When things are on the right track in the swamp, I will arrange an identity for you, and then promote you to be my hunting director, so that your father and daughter can be reunited. Oh, by the way, the head of the hunt is also the upper echelon of the family, and the indoor maids of Silvermoon Manor will definitely be willing to be your companion, they are all one in a hundred beauties, you will like it. ”

Victor threw out a sweet date and heard Emerson swallow violently. The wizard looks old, but his actual age is not yet 40 years old, and more than ten years of savage life have tormented him enough, and now that he has finally settled down, it can not take a little thought. The beautiful maid in the house undoubtedly deepened his yearning for family life.

"My lord, can I have three partners? or ...... Two will do. Imerson asked with green eyes.

"Haha, it's up to you. The maid in the house is paid 20 gold soles a year, and you have to be able to support them, and you have to prepare a sum of money for their parents, I estimate that it should not be less than 200 gold soles. ”

"My lord, is there any salary for the head of the family's hunting?" asked Imerson weakly.

"Yes, 100 gold soles a year, you don't eat or drink, you can marry a house maid in two years. Victor deliberately teased.

"Then I'll marry a woman with children......"

Should they marry a beautiful and pure house maid, or do they marry an ordinary woman casually? House maids know etiquette and can write and calculate, so they can be worthy of the status of the head manager's wife...... What about the persuasion of 200 gold sol?

Imerson put himself in the shoes of the head of the hunt, struggling all the way until the alchemy dragon lizard stopped, and he realized that the team had reached the hanging basket on the cliff.

The mountain fortress is right on the cliff.