Chapter Ninety-Six: Intermission

"Woking. ”

Goron called out the name of the troll hunter, and the other man hammered his heart with his right hand, and then squeezed off the velociraptor and walked in front of Goron.

"Chief Golon, those half-elves will enter the snowy mountains in three days at most, and there is no way for their soldiers to change the opinions of the two mages. ”

"Of course I know and trust your judgment, Woking. Goron and the trolls headed towards the cave, "I need more details and hear for myself what you're seeing." ”

Ever since hearing the news from the Harpy Courier, Goron has organized his team into a special team - which has been honestly nested in the yeti's den for the rest of the day.

It's not that he doesn't want to set up something in advance, but with the civilization level of the Bloodhammer Clan, staying in a warm place honestly, with water and food, can not only conserve physical strength, but also facilitate the more trained trolls to formulate tactics.

With a bunch of fools, what more could you ask for?

"If it weren't for the humans blocking our way, we would have rushed lightly and they would have been in a mess like goats attacked by wolves......"

"Those half-elves are not qualified soldiers at all, they scream like, haha......"

"Those elven mages are at least at the level of a magician, and the kind of spells that the Harpy sacrifice uses by instinct are simply rotten fishing nets in the face of the magic skills mastered by the High Elves. ”

"Wait a minute, Woking. Goron interrupted the other party's words, and the troll warrior who was discussing the battle situation instantly fell silent, "You just said the magician, is that the High Elf caster level?"

Woking bared his teeth and roasted the fangs on the fire, then answered Goron's question:

"That's right, in those empires founded by pointy ears, the mages who use magic are the administrators of the empire, and their court is the court of the Sunstrider with the most noble magical bloodline. With the exception of the royal court, all mages were made magical nobles, and they were divided into fiefdoms and then allegiance only to their monarch. ”

"There are also some mages who believe that power is nothing more than a burden in the pursuit of power, and that the magical nobles will never refuse the opportunity to support a mage, and powerful magical nobles often form a magical group around them. ”

"Originally, these mages were called the Court Mage Order, but later, as the war came, more and more magical nobles began to cooperate, and something called a magic association or a high-level club or something like that was spun off. ”

Woking's face was a little heavy, which made Goron's listening even stronger, and he waved his hand to slap the crunching stone next to him, telling him to roll aside and eat.

"A strong mage represents great power and a wealth of knowledge, so more and more mages are coming together, especially those from civilian backgrounds, and as a result, some powerful magical organizations have emerged, and even the royal court has begun to participate in them. ”

"And this generation of High Elf kings...... Sorry, I'm a little off topic. Woking took a bite of the barbecue, but he didn't care that he took it from the hands of the blood slaughterer, and his face showed a rather satisfied expression, "In the realm of the High Elves, the status of a mage is often linked to his strength. ”

"In the beginning, some mage organizations needed members from within the organization to be able to join as referrals, in order to maintain the unity of the organization. Later, this system gradually changed to a powerful mage to guide a few new mage apprentices, so the mage level gradually changed to 'mage apprentice', 'low mage', 'intermediate mage', 'high mage', 'mage', 'mage', 'mage', and 'grand mage'. ”

In other words, the entire High Elf Empire is actually composed of many powerful mage organizations.

Goron silently concluded in his heart that although low-level, intermediate, and high-level mages sounded a little speechless, as long as the mages were replaced with the term "member", it was not difficult to find that the truth of what Woking said was very high.

"And what do you call Woking, the troll caster?"

"Chief Goron, there is no uniform hierarchy within the Troll Empire. Woking's fanged face showed a self-deprecating wry smile, "Each clan has its own name, but the most widely recognized are the witch doctors who guard the ancestral temples and the wizards who believe in the ancient gods...... And that's all in the past. ”

"I'm sorry, Woking. ”

"It doesn't matter, trolls may fail, but they will never give up. ”

That was the end of the question about the title of elven mage, and the ogres around him were already snorting and sleeping soundly. The boars and kobolds were on useless patrols under the command of Steelmane, and many of them were already in the cave.

After carefully inquiring about some other details, in front of Goron, the other trolls couldn't help but be a little nervous, which just improved the efficiency of communication between the two sides, so Goron finally had a more accurate impression in his heart.

"Magic tricks. Gloomily, Goron thought of his situation and walked towards the outside of the cave, ready to cool down with a breeze.

Then, as soon as he went out, he saw a number of ogres crouching in a circle at the entrance of the cave, which looked like a large bulging mass of rocks from a distance.

"What are you doing?" asked Goron, walking up suspiciously, a little strangely, nay, curious.

"Chief!"

Seeing Golon's arrival, several big fat men stood up in an instant and shouted at Goron in a loud voice.

"What are you going to do?" said Goron patiently, his two heads scanning the faces, but seeing nothing but the stupidity of the madness.

"We, we're talking about the chief. An ogre glared into his eyes and said earnestly to Goron, "Why is it only the chief who is blue?"

Well?

Goron found himself being stopped for a moment, this guy was so reasonable that even he didn't know how to answer.

"No, there's the red one. A one-eyed ogre raised his gavel and waved it disapprehantly.

"He's meat, it's cooked!"

"Yes!"

"No, he's not meat, and meat doesn't make meat. ”

Leaving his chief behind in an instant, several ogres stared at each other...... Big-eyed and wide-eyed, two-eyed and one-eyed quarreled.

Goron was stunned for a while, and was instantly overjoyed, these fucking people are smart people, such a vague problem has been discovered, it seems that his reception still has an effect, and there is finally hope for the rise of ogres!

Probably?