"However, I have to announce the good news to my people now, humans, you don't care about this little time, do you?"

Berg-Blackhoof, after solemnly agreeing to the old butler's invitation, pointed with his right hand to the many centaurs looking this way, with a little excitement and confidence in his tone. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"It should be so, naturally led by your will, chief, but if you can, I still want to ask the chief to leave as soon as possible, after all, I'm really worried about my master~"

The old butler nodded, with a hint of sadness on his face, but deep down he was cold, and his reason told him that the most likely thing for Franken was that he was dead. After all, with his pride, if he hadn't really been forced, there would be no possibility of a reversal in a desperate situation, and Francony would never have issued this, with a plea for help, and also an order for revenge.

And the old butler is now only looking forward to completing this task as soon as possible, and it is better to see the scene of Giggs being run over by the iron horse of the centaur.

"Haha~ Human, you don't have to be in a hurry. ”

"Because I am now ready to tell my tribe that our tribe is about to have a large amount of food, weapons, and supplies, and that our warriors will begin a long-awaited, one-sided slaughter. ”

"As for the humans, now follow the elders of my tribe to the pasture to find a mount to walk, otherwise the slow speed of your two legs will affect the mood of our centaur warriors. ”

Commanding a centaur who had been listening to the human's conversation with him, Berg-Blackhoof waved his hand behind him and slowly started to run towards the long-awaited celebratory grounds.

Looking at the dust raised, the old butler sighed in his heart, and he naturally discerned the true thoughts in Berg-Blackhoof's words and attitude, which was nothing more than seeing the weakness of human beings, and wanted to plunder them on a large scale, rather than returning to the tribe with the reward that the old butler had said.

The old butler, who had a sense of betraying the whole of humanity, did not recover from that state of distraction until he was greeted by one of the centaurs who had been left behind, shook his head vigorously, made a decision in his heart, and did not think about it again.

"I'll apologize for bringing these centaurs to the borders of humanity, although there's a good chance they'll cut me down when they get there. ”

Laughing self-deprecatingly, the old butler trotted to keep up with the centaur in front of him, ready to choose a mount for himself, although it was a little strange that the centaur had four hooves and had to tame horses, but the old butler who was determined to die would not bother with these problems.

On the other hand, when Berg-Blackhoof arrived at the venue of the celebration, there was a burst of cheers, and the distinctive neighing sound of the centaur language resounded through the plains.

Slowly pulling out the spear behind him, Berg-Blackhoof raised the swarthy spear with his strong right hand with a serious face, and the centaur in the entire field fell silent.

Seeing this, the corners of Berg's black hoof, who was very satisfied with this effect, curled up slightly, and began the opening remarks that had always existed as a chief before the celebration.

It's just that unlike the previous words that promote bravery, or eat and have fun, the content of Berg-Blackhoof's propaganda this time is more bloody, and it can arouse the desire in the hearts of centaurs.

"Centaur warriors, just now, I learned good news, a great news for our tribe!"

Ignoring the creeping heads and ears of the clansmen, Berg's Black Hoof continued to speak in the neighing language of a centaur.

"Now, there's a place waiting to be conquered. ”

"There was plenty of food, herds of livestock, all kinds of daily necessities, and an abundance of steel. That's right, there are a lot of blacksmiths and steel weapons there. ”

"And the best thing about us was that the creatures in that place were so weak. We can call them humans, and their height may only reach our chest, or our waist. ”

"I doubt very much that if we collide with their skinny bodies, they will be reduced to a puddle of minced flesh, splattered with bones and blood. ”

Stepping out of his four hooves, Berg-Blackhoof circled around the centaur in a circle of spontaneous form, so that everyone could see him, the face and heroic appearance of the tribal chieftain Berg-Blackhoof.

So, this time the celebration was cancelled. ”

"Now, warriors, return to their respective abode, take your spears and broadswords, and follow me to plunder, and to kill together!"

"As for the female centaur, you can wait for us back with those cubs in peace, this is a perfect opportunity for our tribe to return to the heart of the Great Plains. ”

After trotting around the inner circle, Berg's black hoof stopped and walked to the center, and the swarthy spear that he had put down during the run was once again lifted by him, and the large muscles showed his unmatched strength.

"Centaur warriors!"

"Trust me! Armed and equipped, we will battle our way into the depths of the plains in the future, taking on the mighty hordes and letting them know who is the strongest warrior among the centaurs!"

The cry of Berg's black hooves immediately detonated the atmosphere of the audience, and the many centaurs let out a sharp neigh, and even the two front hooves were standing up, all of which were expressions of cheer and excitement.

"Berg! Berg!"

"Now, then, go pack your things, bring your weapons and dry food, and let's go to the party!"

Enjoying the deafening cheers for a moment, Berg-Blackhoof commanded loudly as the shouts weakened slightly.

Suddenly, the adult warriors of the centaur tribe all shouted, following in the footsteps of Berg-Blackhoof, and galloped towards the tribe, and the sound of horses' hooves galloping through the earth made the other creatures in this land commotion.

The next morning, after rounding the trobal warriors who were ready to go, Berg-Blackhoof asked the old butler, who had followed him on a brown horse.

"Human, lead the way! I can't wait to see the different scenery~"

"And you'd better not have any other thoughts, or I'll be tempted to slash your head off and make you feel the centaur's fury. ”

The expressionless old butler nodded and said hoarsely.

"I will definitely bring you to the human realm, and as long as you don't stay in the human territory, those elves can't get into trouble with you, after all, their own internal affairs have not been resolved~"

"Then ~ let's go!"

The earth again resounded with the deafening sound of horses' hooves running. (To be continued.) )