The rangers in the group say that the meat of the lion is not good, but it can barely eat when hungry, and they are willing to cook it if the adults want to taste it. However, Siegel had another idea, and he told the rangers to dispose of the lion's entrails and use a spell to protect the rest from the threat of corruption.

"This could be a gift for the Bull Rhino tribe," Siegel had originally intended.

Fortunately, many of the people at the starting outpost grew up on the grasslands and knew the etiquette here. They say that lion skins are precious things, but they can only be used by the person who killed the lion. If it is given to someone else, it is considered to have made a threat of force. It is more appropriate to invite the other party to send a craftsman to help you process the lion's skin, and then pay the tail as a reward to symbolize friendship.

"Okay, let's do it. "Evan was just for fun and didn't care about the lionskin's results.

They passed through the small undulating hills, like a boat sailing through waves. However, they soon found a small river, and it was much easier to walk along the banks, and they often saw other tribes. They were low, grass-made huts that could do nothing but lie down and sleep. No wonder you can't see any settlements when you look at them from the outpost of the starting point, it turns out that they all use this natural cover.

These people looked at Siegel's nine-clawed squid banner with horror, not knowing what kind of monster it was. They had never seen the sea, but they could sense danger from the tentacles dancing in the wind. At More's suggestion, Siegel agreed to replace the banner and remove the nine-clawed squid, using the banner of the outpost Viscount More: an iron shield with a one-eyed painting on it. Behind are crossed maces and swords.

See this flag. The residents put on their smiles. They all came over and began to exchange things. Fresh milk, straw hats and robes were exchanged for rock salt, cotton cloth and ale.

Because of the mission, the transaction time is short, but it is enough to get the information ahead. The blind date of the Niuxi tribe attracted many participants, "from sunrise to sunset, there was a long line," they said.

Among them are the wrestlers of the barbarians in the mountains. There are also lowland barbarian cunning riders. There are gray dwarves who climb up from the ground, trying to snatch the flowers from the grassland, and there are tigermen and bear people who ride camels from the burning desert, thinking that the grassland is also their territory. But the most dangerous are the eagle people who sleep in the sky, they have wings and eyes that are as sharp as torches. But the woman on the grassland can't fly, she will fall to her death.

Siegel looked at Moore and asked, "Have you seen these people?

Moore shook his head: "I've just heard some stories, but I always thought they were legends. Sweat began to break out on his head, and everyone could see it clearly: "I didn't expect this to be true......

"Shall we just turn around and go back, and then I'll get you a beautiful virgin from among the daughters of the Southern Lords?" said Siegel teased.

"No!" Moore looked up. "A knight will never surrender without a fight!"

They picked up their pace, leaving behind both the low thatched tents and the cool water of the river. Rush to the Bull Rhino tribe as early as possible. Fortunately, the weather was beautiful, and the wind and sun were beautiful along the way, and the bright sun and clear blue sky kept hanging overhead. Following the guide's guidance, they found the deep blue Lake of Tears, and saw the camp of the Bull Rhino tribe by the lake.

It was a thriving tribe with tents made of canvas instead of straw mats, stoves made of bricks instead of rubble, and a fruit tree. There are 200 tents, which means a population of thousands. These tents are set up along the shore of the lake to facilitate access to water. A little further away is reserved for livestock, which are fenced off with straw ropes in case they encounter wild animals or get lost.

Although the Ox Rhino tribe is willing to entertain guests from afar, not all guests pay attention to honor and etiquette. Therefore, outsiders were arranged to live across the lake from the tribe, away from the camps where they lived and the cattle and sheep in captivity. According to the number of people, one cheese is provided for every five people and one roast sheep for every ten people, but the same courting tribe can only share two cheese and one sheep per day.

If it is in the Kingdom of Stars or the New World, such hospitality is shabby, but in this vast grassland, the survivors have their own wisdom. They had no walls or castles to protect them, so they naturally had to be careful to guard against the outsiders who had gathered. Therefore, when holding such gatherings, we do not invite or send too many people to avoid misunderstandings.

Naturally, Moore knew about this custom, but he didn't mention it. In his mind, Siegel's safety was more important than anything else, and naturally higher than the ridicule his banner might incur. When the group arrived at the garrison area according to the instructions, there was a lot of laughter and provocation.

"What are they talking about?" Evan leaned over to Siegel and tilted his head and asked, "I don't like the look in their eyes." ”

"I'm here to help Moore marry his bride, so don't steal the limelight. Siegel smashed Evan with his elbow and explained, "Who said that you are the king, but this is not the land of the Kingdom of Stars, if you make trouble, I will definitely not agree." ”

"Am I such a person who doesn't know what to do?" Evan rolled his eyes and replied angrily, "Moore is a nice young man, but he was too nervous in front of you." I'll help him, but you have to promise me one thing. ”

Evan raised his little finger and gestured defiantly to his surroundings, drawing countless scoldings that he didn't understand. Then His Majesty said triumphantly to Siegel: "Call me when there is a fight, and it should be too fast to see this scene." ”

"They're brutes, but they're not stupid. Siegel said to Evan, "Even fools have an instinct for danger, or at least understand that we are the ones who are more powerful here." When I followed the elf master, I understood that those who took the initiative to provoke you had no other purpose, so don't be like them. ”

"Go, you are a mage, naturally think too much, according to my temper, I will clean up one by one, and the province will be uncomfortable in my eyes. Evan patted Stardust and said to Siegel, "Hurry up and fix my campfire, I'm so excited right now, and I only do that before every battle." ”

As he was talking, Moore rode over, he glared at Evan vigorously, and reprimanded him sharply: "You are just a swordsmanship instructor, how can you mess up? Many of these people are unreasonable and do not understand etiquette, what if they mess up and threaten the lord?"

Evan smiled at Siegel, quietly gave him a thumbs up, and then said to Moore, "Mr. Viscount, I was so angry that I couldn't hold back. What now?"

"Keep it low-key and go into the camp and arrange the guards. ”

Evan shook his head and said to Moore, "You are a good and faithful lad, but you don't understand the practices of a true nobleman. Ask your family, and you'll know what's wrong. ”

He grabbed his horse's belly and ran to the front of the group, leaving Mohr with no apparent reason.

"In times of war, you can hide your strength in a low-key way and achieve better results, but when others don't know you and need to show your strength, your low-key will only cause unnecessary trouble. Siegel patiently explained to Moore: "The reason why the knights want to be freshly clothed and angry horses, and the reason why the nobles want to hold high the banner, is actually to tell others that I am not easy to mess with." If you obviously have the strength to solve troubles, but you put on a low-key appearance, and then expect troubles to stay away from you, isn't it self-deception? You have always only pinched butterflies, not hedgehogs. Take out the confidence of Lord Viscount, you have a starting outpost behind you, and the whole Heim to support you, you are here to marry a wife, you should be the focus of everyone's attention, don't fall into prestige like a thief!"

Moore nodded, thinking several times about holding his head high, but he collapsed. "My lord, I can't shake my majesty in front of you, I always feel wrong. ”

"Alright, let's get to the camp. Siegel could understand how he felt. After all, they are about to start welcoming their relatives, and there are "enemies" all around. The tribesmen on the road were right, there were indeed some strange races.

He saw bearmen, tigers, and lionmen, tall and hairy, and still retaining animal habits. These are actually bestials, that is, patients affected by bestialities. The disease can be found in races such as humans, elves, dwarves, etc., and is very difficult to cure and has the potential to be passed on to the next generation with childbearing.

Bestiality will affect the patient's psychology and lifestyle habits to a certain extent, but it will not completely change his mind and intelligence. Since there had never been a large-scale outbreak of bestiality in the New World, it is likely that the bestials who came to the Bull Rhino tribe were the descendants of patients who had migrated here in the past to avoid the eyes of ordinary people.

But even in the texts of the Mage Federation, there is no record of the zoomorphism of the eagles. Siegel deliberately observed, believing that it was another race disguised as beasts. The skin under his feathers was still purple-red, and his eyes were sulfur-yellow, most likely of a hellish or purgatory, or a demon descendant of a manifest bloodline.

But the most dangerous of them were not these people, but the gray dwarves entrenched in a corner of the camp. They are distant relatives of the dwarves by blood, but they are completely different in culture and habits. They were bareheaded, both men and women, who spent their days underground trying to gain wealth by all means. These include theft, robbery, extortion, framing, murder. These are a bunch of pure bad people, and it is as difficult to have a good person as it is to light a fire from the water element.

Fortunately, the sky is clear now, and the bright sunlight makes them feel uncomfortable. The grey dwarves took refuge from the sun in their tents, leaving only two hapless companions to guard outside. Tightly wrapped in taupe clothes, with blackout hoods, and a pair of gray eyes probing around, they don't seem to care about their own things, but to count the wealth of others.

It is believed that when the sun goes down and the night rules the sky, these gray dwarves will start moving. It just so happens that Evan doesn't have to sleep tonight, didn't he say he wanted to fight? )

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