Straightening his clothes and forcibly suppressing the apprehension in his heart, the old butler's old body has a strong momentum at this time, or faith, the belief that death is home. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

From the moment he received the task given to him by Franken, the old butler already had the consciousness he has now, and the completion of the task is just around the corner, so he naturally has no scruples and emotions.

Looking up at the centaur chief in front of him, whose muscles were as strong as steel and a meter taller than himself, the old butler cleared his throat, put his right hand on his chest, and bowed slightly, as if he had been in the Earl's Court before.

"Dear Centaur Warrior, thank you for meeting me, I think the news I brought to you will be very interesting. ”

With some curiosity, he looked at the short in front of him, but it seemed to be similar to the elf described in his memory, and the self-proclaimed human fellow, Berg-Blackhoof, reached out and lifted the old butler up, put it in front of him and looked at it carefully, before putting the old butler on the ground.

"You're too weak~"

"You say you're a human, a race of Night Elves, so how can you be so weak, or are you humans so weak?"

There was some anger in his heart, but as soon as he thought of his task, the old butler, who had long passed the age of youth and vigor, tidied up his clothes as if he had nothing to do, and still said in an unhurried tone.

"Dear warriors, you know, there are some strong and weak beings among each race, for example, you must be a very strong warrior among centaurs. ”

"I, on the other hand, am one of the weaker members of our race, and of course, humans and centaurs are not positioned in the same way. ”

"Your goal is to be a powerful warrior, and our goal as humans is only to be a vassal race of elves, to receive resources from the elves, such as food, under their protection. ”

Nodding his head and agreeing with the old butler's statement, Berg-Blackhoof crossed his hands over his chest and said lightly.

"So, what is the news of what you are talking about? You know, you have disturbed our celebration, and I have taken the time here to listen to your conversation. If the news you have told me is not satisfactory, I think there will be some guys who want to try it by roasting your corpse. ”

Knowing that the critical moment of this operation has arrived, if he does not answer well, not only will the task given to him by Franken not be completed, but his old bones will also be explained here, and it may even fall into the stomachs of these centaurs.

Thinking of this, the old butler's face was not good-looking.

"Honorable warrior, can you wait for me to finish my story, and then you can decide whether to kill me or not?"

Touching his chin with interest, seeing that the human in front of him was not frightened, Berg-Blackhoof was eager to hear what he had to say next, as a tribal chieftain, although force is the foundation of his strength, but he also lacks wisdom.

The human was clearly trying to see himself, and he must have been confident enough to impress him with something, and if he didn't, then it would be a waste of time.

Stretching out his hand to signal the old butler to continue, Berg-Blackhoof raised his head and hissed a few times, and then the old butler saw that the centaurs who were still talking were quiet, and their eyes were fixed on him.

"Let's go on~ Human. ”

After a moment's thought, the old butler began to speak the language that had been in his mind all this time, hoping to impress the centaur in front of him.

"The elves are very powerful, the former centaurs wanted to enter the southern forests, but they were hit hard by the elves, and since then the centaurs have not dared to start a war with the elves, and even the [centaur] named by the elves, this title has become the consensus of your race. ”

Listening to the black history of centaurs spit out from the mouth of the human in front of him, Berg-Blackhoof's face couldn't help but darken, but looking at the old butler's determined eyes, he nodded a little reluctantly and admitted the old butler's statement.

As a tribal chieftain, Berg-Blackhoof naturally knew some of the history, after all, if it wasn't for the so-called shame and courage, how could they learn the language of the elves?

"But the elves like to live in the forest, so as long as the centaurs don't provoke them, except for their Tuobian Forest, which slowly expands north over time, there will be no loss or danger on the centaurs' side. ”

"We humans don't have the strong physique of centaurs, and we don't have the powerful fighting ability of yo elves, but we can survive well on this continent, and naturally we have our strengths, or uses. ”

"A little bit of ours is our labor, and perhaps there is no richer labor race on this continent than we humans. ”

"We grow food, we raise livestock, we process clothing, we forge steel. From food, clothing, shelter and transportation, to weapons and equipment, our production is an indispensable part of the elves. ”

"It is precisely because of these supplies from our human beings that the elves can free up manpower and have a large number of troops and war material reserves, and they are one of the overlords of the Earth Continent. ”

In just a few words, the human being was introduced, and it was clear from Berg-Blackhoof's expression that he was already a little moved.

"But now something is wrong~"

"What's the problem?" Berg-Blackhoof hurriedly asked, not noticing that the way he was leaning out was actually out of shape.

Glancing deeply at the centaur chief in front of him, the old butler struck while the iron was hot and continued.

"At the moment there is a problem within the elves, they are caught in an internal war, which affects us humans, and there is a war among our humans. ”

"My master is a king of the human race, something like chieftain, and a king who occupies a third of the land of the human race. ”

"However, there is a problem in this war, that is, the army under the command of another human king is a little too strong, and my master is in a bad situation, so he sent me to find the great centaur warrior and seek foreign help. ”

Saying this, the old butler stared at the centaur chieftain who was nearly a meter taller than him, and his tone was extremely seductive.

"In this regard, we are willing to pay a lot of food, iron, and elaborate clothing for the Centaur warriors to survive the winter, and if we can defeat that human king once and for all, the territory in the north of our Franconian Kingdom near the Great Plains can even be ceded to the great Centaur chieftain, that is, you. ”

After speaking, the old butler did not say a word, and quietly waited for the decision of fate.

Five minutes later, the old butler heard a suppressed excitement and excitement ringing in his ears, and immediately couldn't help but weep bitterly.

"I, Berg-Blackhoof. ”

"On behalf of the Blackhoof clan announcing their acceptance of the agreement you brought!" )