Chapter Forty-Seven: The Lord of Frankland

"Do you want to learn?"

When this extremely powerful orc, with a warm smile on the corner of his mouth, asked this sentence, the orc slaves in Violet Town saw the throbbing in each other's eyes. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"If you teach them how to fight, you won't help them, you'll kill them. Suddenly, a cold voice interjected.

Everyone followed the prestige, a one-eyed strong man, carrying a small package in his hand, looked at Sava fixedly, and there was a trace of fear hidden in the depths of his eyes.

"Who are you?" asked Sava coldly, "you would love to want the orcs to be slaves to you humans forever?"

The strong man blushed and shook his head: "I'm just a little person, slaves are not slaves, I don't care, I'm here to deliver medicine to Red Ear." ”

"My lord, his name is Cole, and he usually doesn't care about Red Ear. A deer man whispered, he was a slave in a tavern, lived across the street from a brothel, and was more familiar with the situation.

Savoy's eyes warmed a little, took the medicine in Cole's hand, opened it and smelled it, and praised: "Yes, it's a good trauma medicine." At that moment, he carefully medicated the red ear and wrapped the wound.

Cole waited quietly for Sava to get the medicine, then took out an old suit and dressed Redears with Savoy.

A group of orc slaves looked at this god-like powerhouse, and took care of Red Ear without the slightest impatience, and their admiration suddenly doubled.

"Let's go. Cole suddenly looked at Savoy. "Although you are very powerful, someone should have reported the news that you killed the mayor, and the mecha troops in Fran City are far from being comparable to a town like ours. ”

"Really?" Sava raised his eyelids, "Excuse me, where is the city of Fran?"

The bull man said: "Go all the way to the west, it will take seven days for us to walk, and if it is a flying mecha, it will take half a day to arrive." After thinking for a while, the cowman said: "Actually, Mr. Cole is right, you should leave to be safer, I heard that there is a five-star mecha in Fran City, which is unimaginably powerful." ”

Sava raised his eyebrows: "Five stars?"

Cole nodded: "The city lord of Fran City is the previous commander of the Tempest Legion, the eight-star mecha division, and his car 'Wind Warrior' was brought back to Fran City by him after retiring. ”

Pointing to the ruined mecha not far away, Cole continued: "The mayor is a subordinate of the city lord of Fran City, and if the city lord knows that the mayor is dead, he will probably come over in person. ”

Sava showed a hint of battle intent in his eyes: "Eight-star mecha division, five-star mecha, this should represent the peak strength of the human race, right?"

It was just that when he heard about the powerful opponent, he couldn't help but reveal a trace of momentum, but the orcs around him involuntarily took a few steps back, and Cole also felt a suffocation, as if he was standing in front of the beast with his bare hands.

Cole couldn't help but be shocked: how strong is this orc?

"The medicine has been delivered, and the words have been brought. Cole lowered his head, "If it's okay, then I'll go first." After all, I'm a human, and if you kill Mayor Mare, you'll talk too much about you, and you might be in trouble later. ”

Sava nodded understandingly, and tapped his finger to his heart: "Mr. Cole, I remember your kindness. ”

Cole nodded, looked around, and found that no one else noticed his actions, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and hurriedly left.

Sava looked at his back: "Sure enough, not every human being is evil. ”

The bull man said: "Cole is indeed not bad, but such humans, to be honest, are really quite few. ”

Sava smiled: "If you have great strength, then you don't have to care too much about whether the people you meet are good or bad. ”

The bull man seems to understand it.

"I want to learn ......" A weak voice came, Sava lowered his head, and the bloody ear woke up, his eyes were scattered, but there was a determined light.

"Even if you don't say it, I'll teach you. Sava smiled with relief, "Whatever the reason, daring to make a move on a human being is enough to prove that you are a true man." However, your task now is to heal your injuries. ”

Glancing around, Sava hesitated slightly, but still decided to believe his compatriots: "In the next ten days, I will live behind the mountain and take care of this young man to recuperate." If any of you want to learn the art of war, come to me. ”

After a pause, Savoy's eyes showed a hint of fanaticism: "As for the so-called city lord, if he really comes to this town...... Francois may have to choose a new city owner. ”

Leaning over and picking up the red ears, Sava glanced at the hundreds of orc slaves around him: "Then farewell, everyone." ”

Riding on the wind, Sava and Red Ear disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in a blink of an eye.

Many people looked intently at the direction in which Sava had disappeared, not knowing what they were thinking.

A snake man stood up and glanced at everyone with cold eyes: "Those who are standing here today are all orc compatriots. My old snake let out a word today, if you let me know, there is someone who betrayed his compatriots. The snake man's cold eyes forced into everyone's eyes, "I will make him regret giving birth!" Now remember for me, this powerful orc, let us go with him, after we refused, he left alone, where he went, we don't know." ”

The orc slaves nodded silently.

FranΓ§aise.

In the backyard of the city lord's mansion, a fat old man with a gray beard carried a war sword in his hand, practicing swordsmanship one move at a time.

A servant hurriedly barged in: "Lord City, someone in Violet Town has sent a message: Captain Darker and several of his brothers have all been killed. ”

The fat old man's swordsmanship stagnated, and then returned to normal, and he didn't answer, he finished practicing the swordsmanship with one move, collected the style, and gently put the sword into the sheath, and then said slowly: "Tell me, what's going on." ”

"It's an orc!" the servant quickened, "and in our judgment, it may have been a tiger man." ”

"Tiger man, apart from His Majesty the Emperor's martial arts arena, where else are there tiger people in this world?" the fat old man was a little puzzled.

The servant said, "Tall and strong, with tiger stripes on his body, and strong in combat, he killed Dak and his men effortlessly with the power of one person. Regardless of those old 'Guard Officer' mechs, Darker is not easy to follow, he retired with his 'Guardian'. ”

"No matter how strong an orc is, it is impossible to defeat a three-star mech. Besides, I still understand the level of Dark, even if he leaves the legion, it has dropped a little, after all, where is the foundation. The more the fat old man spoke, the more serious his face became, and in the end, he revealed a cold murderous aura. "This tiger man must have the inheritance of orc combat skills. ”

"Your Excellency, what do you ......think?" said the servant, half-bent over, cautiously asking.

The fat old man raised his head, his powerful confidence spread, and said lightly: "My old bones, it's time to do a good job, don't you say, old man?"

In the last sentence, the fat old man turned his face to the side of the tall house covered with curtains, and a gust of wind blew, and the curtains were lifted, revealing a giant mecha no less than twelve meters tall.