The retreat was full of rubble and bumps, and the gnoll chieftain, who had been hit by Duke Wiz and fell into a coma, slowly opened his eyes. Lying on the back of his men, his head was drowsy, and he forced himself to open his eyes, looked around with a hazy gaze and asked, "Where am I, is the commander of the human race dead?"

At this time, the gnoll priest who had been following him saw his chief wake up, and cheered in surprise: "Your lord, you are awake, your subordinates are very worried!"

"Don't talk nonsense, I remember I saw you perform your magic before I fell unconscious, so the human commander must have been killed by you, right?"

The gnoll priest hesitated for a moment and then replied frankly, "My lord, the magic content of this world is too small. Even though I drank the emergency magic potion I could barely use the Ice Arrow, I'm pretty sure my magic hit the human commander, but I'm not sure if I can kill him. ”

After a while, the priest imagined that the chief's angry scolding did not come, and the priest looked up at his chief suspiciously, and the chief lowered his head and said nothing, and his body lost the high-spirited appearance of his usual life.

The gnoll chief was silent for a moment and sighed, "Priest, do you think I don't have the ability to continue as your chief?"

The gnolll priest hurriedly replied, "How is it possible, my lord, you are the most brave gnolll warrior I have ever seen, and no one but you has the strength to be the chief of our race!"

The Gnoll Chief said with embarrassment: "This time I boasted to Lord Bobbi that we would definitely be able to defeat the vanguard army of the Human Emperor Empire. My lord trusted me very much, and he told me that if we won this time, he would report our merits to the superiors, and our people would no longer be slaves. But I miscommanded and missed this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

After that, this strong warrior actually shed two tears.

The Gnoll Priest was almost speechless when he heard the news, he had never thought that this retreat would mean that the Gnoll Clan had lost such an important opportunity. This failure is not only the chief's fault, but also his own wrong spell casting!

The Gnoll Priest began to hate his indecision, and if he hadn't had had to worry about the money to buy an extra magic potion, or if he had been more focused in casting spells, the results might have been very different. Because of his own reasons, he missed the opportunity that the people had been looking forward to!

The Gnoll race has been the lower race of the Abyss for generations, and has been discriminated against and ravaged by the powerful Abyss Lords. The gnolls are used as cannon fodder every time they go out on an expedition in the abyss, and it can be said that their fate is determined after they are born, that is, they have spilled their blood in countless battles and fallen far from home.

This time he finally had an opportunity to free his people from the sea of suffering, but he did not grasp it! If the human commander had not died, then all the gnolls in their attack camp this time would have been sinners of the race! The two of them were speechless and fell into deep self-reproach.

"General, Poppy-sama, you've lost!" Nicholas took control of his knight's pawn and captured Poppy Gold's king pawn to end the long-running chess game.

Bobbi slapped the table and said bitterly: "Oh, my style of chess is too aggressive, and I have given you too many opportunities! To tell you the truth, this game called chess that you taught me is really interesting, and I will definitely teach others this game called chess when I go back in the future!"

Nikolai smiled and put away the chessboard and asked Poppy: "My lord, you just made a bet with me, and if you lose, you will tell me a joke." ”

Poppy took a sip of his glass and smiled, "No problem, goblins are very trustworthy, let me think about it."

By the way, didn't I send some gnolls to attack the Empire's military camps! I lied to the gnolls chieftains, saying that if they could kill a human commander, I would report them to the higher authorities and let them get free. ”

Speaking of this, Poppy's laughter was even louder, "How is it possible, the rules of the abyss are set by the lords, how can I, a little minion, decide these things! But I don't have high hopes for them!"

Nikolai smiled and filled the glass beside Bobby, sat down in his chair and said, "This is indeed a happy joke, but also a sad joke. ”

"Who's to say it's not? I'm bored here anyway, it's too depressing not to have some fun!"

The retreating gnolls had no idea that their hopes were extravagant at all, and if Poppy knew of their loss, he would laugh it off at best.

In the abyss, weakness is the original sin, and a weak race like the Gnolls will never have their day.