"It's not a boss, my hand slipped!"

There was a man with a strange red face, even if he saw such a gloom as a fat man, he didn't think there was anything abnormal, so he still smiled.

But beside him, another man seemed to have sensed something, and touched him lightly with his arm a few times.

"I said what's wrong?"

Suspiciously, he turned around to see the man who had touched him, the broken wine in his hand was still on the ground casually, and the man spoke, still unaware.

"You two, take him out!"

His face was gloomy to the extreme, and he could almost squeeze out the water, but the fat man still suppressed it, and it was still the same sentence, after all, he was a person who had been with him for more than ten years, and he was really reluctant to do anything.

But if the fat man doesn't do it, it doesn't mean that Olanjeffer won't do it!

Just when he saw that the fat man was one step ahead of him, and seemed to want to do something, Oran Jeffer knew what the fat man wanted to do, but he didn't have any obstacles.

But at this moment, when the fat man was letting this person leave, Oran Jeffer used his body to block the entire door.

"Your Excellency the Great Elf!"

Seeing two people supporting the obviously drunk man, when they wanted to leave, they were stopped by Olanjiefer's body,

The fat man didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction, and even lowered his head, and there was a cry that seemed to be inquiring.

But Olanjeffer knew the fat man's intention to shout out his identity.

It's nothing more than wanting the seven people here to pay attention, he is an elf, and he is an existence that is feared by the fat man, so you seven must be careful and careful for me!

And also, great elves, please give me some face, these people can be so reminded by me, and it proves that they are not insignificant.

But even though he knew that the fat man had such intentions, Oran Jeffer didn't pay much attention to it.

He glanced at the space that had fallen silent after his appearance, especially a boy lying on the ground with blood streaming from his head.

At the age of eleven or twelve, he was directly knocked on the forehead, but he stood stubbornly in place, looking at Oranjeffer with an angry face.

The sound of "popping" just now should be the man who drank some wine and dropped the empty wine bottle on the boy's forehead, so he has the situation at this moment.

But if Olanjeffer remembered correctly, he didn't hear the crying.

"What's your name?"

Directly ignoring the fat man's eyes, or the fear and confusion of the other men, Oranjeffer stepped forward and came to the boy's side.

There are no obvious racial characteristics, it should be human beings, and among these sixty or so, dense groups of children, it does seem a little prominent.

Because Olanjiefer just took a cursory look, four-fifths of the children here are orcs, and there are all races, and there are even two tiger children, but they seem to be girls.

At this moment, the boy who was questioned by Oranghefer, the blood on his forehead was stimulated by the alcohol and there was an extremely violent burning, but he still endured it and did not cry.

"Robben!"

"Where did you come from?"

"Imperial Capital!"

There was a flash of surprise in his eyes, and when he heard that this little boy was actually from the imperial capital, Orenjeffer was unconvinced, but he didn't pretend to be elegant, "You have been sold into slavery, do you know?"

"Yes!" nodded heavily, as if he didn't understand what the word "slave" meant, and the boy was so indifferent that even Orenjeffer felt a little inappropriate.

"Your Excellency the Great Elf!" noticing that Olanjeffer was such a confused fat man, when the latter had a pause in his words, he hurriedly reminded him, "This Robben is indeed from the imperial capital!"

"What's going on?"

"His family offended the second prince, the women were sold into brothels/brothels, all the boys were sold into slavery, and the rest ......"

"All sent to the guillotine!"

The fat man's words had not yet completely fallen, and a calm and abnormal voice came out immediately, but it was not anyone else who could say such a calm word, but Robben.

"My father robbed a woman of the second prince, so he turned the entire family's two-hundred-year-old inheritance into a wasteland!"

Robben's words fell, and originally Orenjeffer and they should have been stunned, and no matter how bad they were, they had to show a sense of surprise, but there was really such a thing that was said in the mouth of a bystander, or even an unrelated person,

Which side can feel the injustice of the world, and which side can feel the shocking resentment that should have appeared.

It's very indifferent, so indifferent that it makes Oran Jeffer and the fat man have a kind of horror.

Who is the most terrifying?

People who don't know what life and death are are the most terrifying!

For a long time, when the blood clot on Robben's forehead coagulated, but he still held his head high, Orenjeffer finally let out a long breath, and it also broke the silence formed by the seven people who realized something and did not dare to take a step out of here, and the sixty or so children who did not dare to make any sound in fear spreading.

"Good, good!"

Suddenly, the smile finally bloomed again, and Orenjief, who originally just wanted to cultivate a part of the elite and make them his first vassals, finally thought of what kind of battle would be most suitable for him, or the child with him,

And the more than 60 children standing here at this moment, perhaps unexpectedly, the trajectory of their lives has finally turned completely.

"Eugene, I'll be back here again in almost a month's time, and in this month's time, I need you to clean up all their injuries and even dark diseases. ”

"As you wish, Great Elven Excellency!"

"Robben, do you want to rescue all the women in your family?"

"Yes!" Without the slightest hesitation, the moment Orangoff's words fell, Robben had his own answer.

And such a sentence is also taken for granted in Oranjiefer's eyes.

But except for this boy, when he said that he should show excitement and eagerness, he was still indifferent.

"Eugene?"

"In two hours at the latest, I will present to you all the situation in Robben's family, including the whereabouts of all the women in this family!"

"That's good!" nodded, Olanjeffer was relieved that the fat man was so keenly aware of what he wanted to say, but this was not the time to express it,

His gaze swept directly over Robben's small man, and Orenjeffer was now taking in all the expressions and eyes of the sixty children.

Fear, insecurity, anticipation, longing, and even excitement—almost all the emotions that a race can express, can be seen among these sixty or so children.

But Orang Jeffer didn't want to see it.

With a sudden wave of his right hand, a golden arrow appeared in an instant, plunging straight into the clearing, submerging most of the floor to a depth of half.

A layer of golden yellow is instantaneous!

"Do you want to know what I bought you for?"

Glancing around, especially the stubborn and terrifying Robben, Orenjeffer suddenly said a word, but in response to him was a deathly silence.

But Olanjeffer seems to have anticipated such a fact.

"Okay, I won't ask this question first, then let me ask you now, do you know what this golden arrow represents?"

In the whole space, there was still silence, not only those confused children didn't know why, but even the seven men didn't know what Orlanjeffer was up to.

However, as if he didn't want Orenjeffer to have the embarrassment of asking himself, the fat man was silent for a while, and then he spoke, "Great Elf, is this all gold?"

"It's not!"

"That's?"

There is a doubt in the little eyes, to be honest, the fat man also thinks that it is just an arrow, and it is too flashy to cast it with gold, one is that the gold is soft, not as good as iron at all, and the other is, if it is all gold, it is also very heavy, if you shoot it, you don't know how many steps away.

However, if not all gold is cast. And if it's just gilded, what does it mean for Orangel to take it out?

"This is the arrow that can buy half of Overwatch City, do you believe it?"

obviously saw a trace of the fat man's doubts, but Olanjeffer had no intention of explaining, and even said softly, but it was like a thousand pounds.

The first and only one who reacted was the fat man.

What does it mean to buy a small half of Overwatch City? It represents the fact that only hundreds of thousands of such golden arrows can be had, and what can bring hundreds of thousands of golden arrows together?

The answer, only pure gold!

It's just a gasp, at such a time, the fat man finally knows what it is, the wealth of the elves!

Originally, I just thought that elves had countless extravagant enjoyments, but I didn't want to, just an arrow, it turned out to be so much.

"The Great Elf ......"

In the words, the flattery was deeper, originally I wanted to get the cooperation of the elves, so as to produce extended benefits, but at this moment, the fat man knew that the original elves had more direct interests, and such an interest, even if it could make Ang earn himself for a lifetime, would not necessarily be the ultimate benefit that could be earned.

However, Olanjeffer still ignored the fat man.

With another wave of his hand, a silver-white arrow was nailed to the golden arrow's side again.

"In the battle a few days ago, I lost two Mithril arrows, maybe you don't know what Mithril is, then I'll tell you now, what do these two arrows in front of you represent!"

"I know!"

Robben, who was originally speechless, suddenly said something when Olanjeffer was about to say something, "I know what these two arrows represent." ”

"Oh?"

"On behalf of my entire family!"

In his eyes, there was finally a trace of resentment, and he finally broke the constant indifference.

And such a resentment that appeared in an instant and disappeared in an instant really made people feel chills when they saw it.

At this moment, not only Olanjiefer, but also the fat man who was pondering how to get a small piece of this arrow on the side, also sighed in his heart, "This kid, if he doesn't die, will become a great weapon in the future!"