A polite diplomat just now, in the blink of an eye, he took on the temperament of a businessman, and Dressy's transformation was incomprehensible.

Vincent didn't think her temperament was accurate, but he couldn't stand the switch without warning.

There is no connection between the front and the back, and as soon as you twist your face or bow your head, the spiritual temperament of the orcs will completely change.

It's like a meow......

"What's the deal?" Vincent became serious, frowned slightly and asked, "Let's not talk about whether it is beneficial or not, how can we trade with a kingdom apart?"

Even though the Herodians could give themselves gold, supplies, and slaves to settle the situation, they could not agree to anything on any condition.

If Vincent had asked for them to open trade routes to the northern orc tribes, I am afraid that even ordinary Herodians who had not been beaten on the battlefield would not hesitate to refuse.

In fact, it is not impossible to trade in the air, for example, both parties have the ability to open the spatial portal, but this may be more difficult to engage in underground transactions, even if it can bear the huge consumption of magic power, it is the most difficult to please the god of time and space and get permission.

Even if Vincent, as the prince and the lord of the territory, could only maintain a small-scale chanting array with the Demon Domain in the Silver Dragon Castle, not only was the number of things sent over limited, but also he could not use them often.

Who made the god of time and space a mysterious, elusive god......

"We've got a way to meow, please don't worry." Drymi's business smile was kinder again, as if everything was under control, "Our people, or our people, are suffering, and we are very grateful to have been rescued by you, so we will do our best not to let you suffer."

It must be difficult to suffer, because the two places are not close to each other, but Vincent is very interested in the way the orcs repay him.

"Oh, that sounds like a good thing......" Vincent asked quietly, suppressing his curiosity, "Do you want to thank me?"

"Of course, if you don't repay your kindness, you're sorry for the meow of the ancestral god." Dressy took a deep breath, then put on a serious face and said to Vincent seriously, "The people you rescued, we want to invite them back, not for free, there will be a reward."

Trade orc slaves with the Herodians, and trade them back with the orcs?

The lord wins twice as a middleman, which does sound good.

Vincent had also estimated this in advance, even if the orcs could survive again, it would definitely be difficult for the population to maintain the size of the army in order to support a long war.

The orc slaves in the territory, though weak, harbor hatred, have a variety of skills, and are generally young, and it is certainly useful to bring them back.

Although he thought about releasing the orcs, at the stage of lack of understanding between the two sides, it is difficult to reassure people with one-sided excessive eagerness, and fair trade is more acceptable.

In addition, don't you let the orcs see your efforts to rescue your kind, aren't you working in vain?

"It's not like I'm bragging, but I did exchange the equivalent of gold for them, and I was going to use it to build a territory...... As we all know, my territory is very poor, and the rebellion has not yet subsided, and labor is always useful, since you want to trade, are you going to give me gold?" Vincent asked bluntly, "The most important thing in the interaction between the two countries is fairness."

"My lord, we are sympathetic to each other, and we don't have many gold coins, because we have been fighting, and everyone is poor." Drymi quickly put on a pitiful face and said in a pleading tone, "Dressy doesn't have any gold coins, please allow us to exchange something else for meow."

Even if he doesn't say it, Vincent understands the situation of the orcs, but even if the poor help the poor, the races are different, let alone help each other in backward areas.

But it doesn't matter if you don't have gold coins, materials, minerals, treasures and artifacts are all good things, and if you pull something casually in the north of Nuoda, you can make your small territory eat with oil at the corners of your mouth.

"I'm not a person without compassion, it's not easy for everyone, so let's talk about your conditions." Vincent nodded magnanimously, "Supplies, food, treasures, should you always have these?"

"The lord is a noble prince, and he will definitely not look down on him

We also lack our stuff and war supplies."

Dressy bowed his head and replied ashamedly.

"What do you have if you want to change it?" Vincent patiently asked, "Just tell me."

The cat lady slowly raised her head, and suddenly stared at Vincent with a pair of eyes full of hatred and obsession, and said word by word:

"In exchange for the lives of the Herodians, kill your enemies in exchange for our people...... The more you kill, the safer you will meow."

After only saying a few words, why did he change his face again, and he still looked like he was as deep as the sea, and he couldn't wait to eat the flesh of Herod's life?

If it weren't for the hard-hearted demons, seeing this appearance, I'm afraid I would be shocked in my heart, and I would feel sympathy and fear for the poor cat lady, right?

Even if Vincent is a relatively weak kind in the royal family, he is not scared.

As for this somewhat alternative suggestion, Vincent was only a little tempted at first, but after thinking about it carefully, he found that this condition not only did not stand up to scrutiny, but also had no substantial benefits for him.

Killing is to reduce one's own protection value and the belief of the craftsman god, if the god knows that he is so addicted to war, I am afraid that he will have to deduct his own protection, and maybe he will have to block the skill.

"Oh, that's it...... How many Herodians do you exchange for that orc?" Vincent casually asked, "Also, it was easy for me to release the people of your country, but how do I know that you killed the Herodians?"

"From three hundred years ago they hunted us down, and if we were not slaves, we had our ears cut off, our teeth pulled out, our claws cut off, our tails cut off, our furs stripped of our fur, and we took them to the nobles for a reward...... Male or female, regardless of age, as long as you swear not to be a slave, you will be brutally killed," Drymi's eyes burned with rage, and he recounted the orc's suffering gloomily, "We can give you whatever identity you want from them, and what part of them you want."

The bounty hunting is indeed something that happened in the history of Herod, and the number of orcs has been greatly reduced, and even the demon lich who later invaded the continent heard the news, but regretted not seeing the bloody and fearful scene with their own eyes.

If the Herodes opened a demonic restaurant on the border, and let the monsters recharge while watching the torture and killing performances, I am afraid that they will not have a prosperous business and earn a lot of foreign exchange.

However, the same thing was done by the Itlandians and the Scavua, and if Vincent had agreed, he would probably not have known which part of the country he had received, after all, no one would have learned such things as beating the grass valley and killing the good and risking the merits.

"It's a shame that I'm not an organ transplant practitioner and I'm not interested in human organ trading." Vincent waved his hand to show his indifference, "But I still want the Herodes, but well, I want to live."

Seeing that the demon lord was just silently calculating, and he was indifferent for a long time, the ears of Dressie's turban drooped immediately stood up.

"Although the whole person is a little difficult, as long as you want, the brave warrior will promise to do it for you." Drymi patted his chest and said, "May I ask who you want, is it a noble meow who can exchange ransom?"

Nobles, are you still willing to give it to me, isn't it fragrant to exchange it for gold coins directly on the spot?

Vincent shook his head.

"Most of the nobles are indulgent and industrious, and they are not diligent in their bodies, and they do not divide their grains, and they are of no use except for fighting wars and wasting food." Vincent made no secret of his antipathy to the aristocracy, "I want all kinds of craftsmen, doctors, agronomists, musicians, painters, magicians, bards, miners, boatmen, fishermen......

"What are you doing here?" Drymi asked cautiously, "There are so many of these people that there are more nobles than the nobles, and they won't be able to receive a ransom if they are caught."

"What am I going to do? Of course, it will be an industrial territory with demon characteristics in an all-round way in my lifetime." Vincent said a strange long word that the orcs couldn't understand at all, "Talent is the most valuable resource for development, and if talent doesn't come, I'll rob them and rob them."

Although I really want to say something like "Far away people don't accept the cultivation of Wende", but Vincent is now a demon, and he won't build step by step, there is no moral burden, and everything has become straightforward.

Besides, if you really invite you as a demon, I'm afraid few people will come to die.

"My lord's idea is very special, and I will definitely convey your thoughts to the elders." Drymi nodded, and changed his cute little expression, "Maybe it won't happen right away, but when spring ends, I'll definitely grab a batch and give it to you."

"I heard that you have captured a lot of captives in the past six months, and if there is a profession I mentioned, you can send it to me." Vincent reminded, "I actually want to know more about how you give people to me."

In fact, the highland mercenaries have already said that they will complete this kind of delivery mission, but due to the experience of shopping around, Vincent doesn't mind comparing the effect and price with others at all.

Dressy touched the bandana as if he were trying to press the hair inside, but Vincent sensed that something seemed to be moving inside the bandana.

"It's hard to get through the Herodian soil, but we have other options." She gestured a rough shape of Herod in the air with her claws, then circled the western border a few times, "We have a connection with the forest elves, and we have permission to walk through the dense forests of the western realm."

The Jungle of the West?

Oh! This is really amazing news, I didn't expect that group of forest elves who eat ancient and self-righteous will actually join forces with the orcs.

On the continent is an enchanted forest that has maintained its vigorous vitality since ancient times, and its location lies between the present-day kingdom of Hirod and the steppe of Skava, which is the natural dividing line between the two human states.

Both kings have tried to bring this slender forest to their borders on several occasions since their founding, but neither alone nor in concert have been able to make the slightest progress.

The elves of the forest are an ancient and magical race that claim to be the human projection of the creator gods, with a lifespan and magical talents far beyond the gods, and are directly protected by the gods of nature and life.

Unlike many earthly races where there are only a few Chosen Ones, almost all pure-blooded elves are protected by the gods of nature and life.

On the entire continent, the Western Jungle is the area with the closest natural features to antiquity and the most diverse life forms, where forest elves live in harmony with goblins, tree spirits, and various magical animals, maintaining an ancient and slow pace of life.

The abundant resources in the forest, as well as the land itself beneath the forest, are treasures coveted by other races.

The Terrans, who are the fastest growing and expanding in all directions through religious fanaticism, have been trying to occupy the forest, or force the elves of the forest to submit and bring them into the ruling order, but unfortunately for thousands of years to no avail.

The elves sacrificed year after year, and also planted trees to expand the forest area, so that the forest tree spirits continued to grow, and turned the entire forest into a powerful defensive magic array.

All the creatures in the forest are their allies, and they are like family to the elves, and once the intruder steps into it, it is like entering a green labyrinth, with invisible enemies on all sides.

This is no longer the horror that can be described by the "talking tree", "the tree that can deceive", "the tree that can fight", "the tree that can eat people", "the tree that can magic", and "the tree that can poison" are all available everywhere, like an ancient botanical garden that grinds its teeth and sucks blood.

Forest stage, you will come if there is a kind.

Of course, the demons can watch the excitement, but they shouldn't laugh at the fact that the human race is not promising, and they haven't bulldozed this forest for so many years.

When the demon king Salintas himself launched the continental war, many strong castle fortresses and natural dangers were defeated, and he also did not enter the forest.

Unless all trees and the elves inside can be burned to ashes with a Scourge level forbidden spell, the largest forest on the surface is an impassable barrier that no matter how many troops are left behind.

In fact, the forest elves are also a race with cards, once all over the forests of the continent, they are picky about the environment, do not like to live with other races, and finally all migrate to the dense forest.

After all, elves are not a group that likes to expand, and if it weren't for the fact that the Western Jungle was their most important and last place to live, they would not stubbornly refuse any foreign race to enter.

Even Vincent's identity has never seen a real forest elf, at best, a dark elf who has been tempted and degraded by the forces of chaos, but he is right

The bunch of tattooed guys who behaved grotesquely weren't very interested.

Isn't it extremely boring to see so many forest elves living in it, living a secluded life like a paradise, without contact with the outside world.

Why don't you take this opportunity to give them a little demon shock?

Although the natural and original life is good, it is too dull to remain unchanged, right?

"Why did your country gain the approval of the elves?" Vincent asked curiously, "As far as I know, elves are noble and withdrawn people, and they are not so easy to talk to."

"It's not that the Herodes have been encroaching on the forest meows, once with manpower, now with magic meows," Drymi shrugged and gloated, "The Academy of Magic has researched an earth-based magic that can use violent wind and sand magic to drive away sand dunes and engulf forests......

"Therefore, the elven homeland is facing a crisis, so they signed a secret agreement with our country to join forces with us to deal with the Herodian Meow, otherwise their army and the Magister have been blowing sand on the border, the sand dunes have moved, and the grass and trees in the dense forest have died and meow......

It was an interesting idea to use the desert against the forest, and Vincent remembered the amazing effect of filling the island with a sand-blowing boat.

If the Herodians were willing to destroy the foundations of the western forests with a man-made desert at the cost of ruining their western frontier, the elves would be able to summon all kinds of creatures to help them fight, and they would only be able to shed tears in the face of the sand dunes.

The forest is the home of the elves, and for thousands of years all the skill points have been pointed in the forest battle, if this group of people who are uncomfortable leaving the forest can fight on the sand, it will not be the elves, but the desert camels.

Magic is not used to benefit the world, but to destroy the environment, which Vincent expresses extreme disdain.

The wrong line, the more knowledge, the more reactionary it becomes.

Hey? Words from the Archmagist......

As far as Vincent knew, the archmage of Herod who was good at earth-based magic was none other than Archmage Gasni, one of the top ten mages in Genting City.

Breaking the Sweet Water River and flooding the Demon King's Army is the pinnacle of this man's Demon Master's career.

Thirty years have passed, and this old guy has stopped studying water conservancy repair, and has changed his career to study desertification.