Moller sat on a throne covered with bearskins and ivory above the cave, and in front of him was the pale Lagon, and Lagon's brother Rami with a depressed expression.

The older many people get, the more they fear death, especially an old man like Ragon who has never suffered much in his life, and Moeller is willing to sign a slave contract with little coercion, and even volunteered to help persuade his obedient brother to join him.

So Moller added two more indentured slaves.

"So, this time it was Prince Rob of Sayo who sent someone to bring you a gift to sabotage my deal with the mountain people?"

"Yes, my lord, if it weren't for the bewitchment of that Prince Rob, I'd ...... The old slave can't get along with you!"

Ragon tried his best to defend with a bitter face, but Moeller didn't mean to embarrass him, but he was very interested in the magic array he used to attack with the help of wind here, and let Ragon lead it to watch.

"This magic circle is not something you can set up. Moeller could see at a glance that the complexity of this magic array was beyond the scope of Ragon's strength, and it was not even something that ordinary high-level enchanters could complete.

"Yes, master, this magic array was arranged by my teacher back then. ”

"Your teacher?" said to Moeller, frowning, wondering if this ragon had some kind of advanced background.

Ragon replied, "When I was young, I helped an old man who was wounded, and he took me here as an apprentice and taught me for four years." The magic array here was arranged by the teacher at that time, but he didn't say his name, and later said that my qualifications were not good, and I was not qualified to follow him, so I just let me live a stable life in this deep mountain, and then left. ”

I see, Moller was relieved, and then he got a magic book in Ragon's hand, which was left to him by Ragon's teacher when he left, and in terms of rank, it was only a 7th-order magic book. Presumably because of Ragon's qualifications, his teacher didn't feel the need to leave him too valuable magic books, but the magic arrays recorded in this magic book were very useful, and the various magic □□ techniques recorded in them also opened Mole's eyes, especially the power of miniature bombs, which were very powerful and very practical.

Moeller made a copy of all the parts of the magic book that were useful to him, and then returned it to Ragon who was watching with a blank eye: "The miniature bomb you used to attack my magic puppet before is very powerful, do more in the future, I will be useful." "Although Moller recorded the method of making the magic bomb, he didn't plan to study the method of making the magic bomb himself, he had too many things to learn, and he couldn't take care of it at present, since he took this ragon as a slave, he naturally had to let him do it for him.

Ragon hurriedly said yes, and Moeller asked, "I heard that you mountain people will gather in the Panwang Cave on important festivals and when there are important matters to discuss?"

Ragon nodded, and Mole said, "You gather the mountain people, and gather in Panwang Cave in three days, and I will participate when the time comes, you just need to show more respect, and you don't need to be commensurate with your master...... By the way, since you have gathered everyone, you must have good wine and good food to entertain, you know?"

Then Moeller ordered Ragon a few more things, under the constraints of the slave contract, Ragon did not dare to disobey at all, he could only keep nodding, obedient, but in his heart he hated Prince Rob, who gave him a gift before, and even provoked such an evil god to himself, cursing him to die a good death!

After Moeller finished ordering Ragon, he took Ereba and Oribu, who had enjoyed the food originally prepared for the two Ragon brothers in the cave, and flew directly back to the Rock Fort in the air on the magic flying carpet.

On this day, when Mole had gone to the mountains to find Ragon in search of the mountains, the trade between the mountain people and the rock fort had resumed and had become more prosperous than before. The next day, Moller bought 500 catties of cotton wool from his mother.

Kapok is a plant fiber drawn from the bark of the torch tree, which is a little tougher than cotton, but the earthy red color like frozen beef is not very pleasing, but because the woven cloth is very strong, it can be sold for a good price.

After Moeller obtained these red cotton threads, he thought that the armor of the defenders in the rock fort was tattered, and now the weather was getting colder and colder, so on a whim, he used the fourth-order magic weaving technique to make the red cotton threads into coats.

The tortoiseshell pattern created by the fourth-order textile technique is very strong and dense, and it can weave ordinary silk and linen materials into a cloth that is tougher than cowhide, and Moller's use of red cotton thread only makes the effect even better.

To Moeller's surprise, the weaving technique made the structure of the cotton thread denser, thus deepening its color, and the result was no longer the earthy red of frozen beef like ordinary red cloth, but a bright jujube red, which looked very spiritual on the body.

The newly made coat, Moller also specially asked the folded cloth to try it with an ordinary sword, and found that if he didn't use the magic technique to attack purely with his own strength, he could only leave a gap of only one or two centimeters on the coat with a full slash.

Zhebu happily said that wearing such clothes is enough to be worthy of a high-quality leather armor!

Moeller was also very satisfied with this effect, he thought that this could be used as a uniform for the soldiers under his command, so he wanted to design a regiment logo or something, but unfortunately Moeller did not have the artistic cells in this area, and he couldn't think of a good one for a long time, so he simply printed an ancient magic script representing "courage" on the chest of the uniform, which was not bad.

After the uniform of courage was issued, it was immediately praised by all the defenders, and after wearing the uniform uniform, there was a feeling of refreshment and refreshment when training again.

"Hey, what do you say Master Lagon is going to do when he gathers everyone together?"

The person who was asked said mysteriously: "Lord Ragon recently had a conflict with a new leader named Mole from the Rock Fort outside, and now I am gathering everyone, could it be related to this matter?"

Another mountain folk also joined in: "Maybe it is, but this old man Ragon has a very complicated attitude! At first, we were not allowed to trade with that old man Moller, but then he heard that the old man Moller went to check the fine mountain, and he revoked the ban. ”

"Could it be that Lord Moller has given him some benefit?"

The mountain people talked about it, but they never imagined that in their eyes, the powerful and invincible Lord Ragong was defeated by Mole and became the other party's indentured slave.

The sound of discussion filled the huge Panwang Cave in the entire space, but after a while, it suddenly fell silent, and everyone stood up solemnly and watched a fat old man wearing a flower robe and his hair with yellow and messy hair walking up to the high platform with a wooden staff.

Ragon is the strongest in the Winter Wind Ridge, and he has a lot of exploitation and oppression of the mountain people in the mountains on weekdays, but it is precisely because of his existence that those foreign bandit gangs dare not go too far with the mountain people, so although the mountain people are afraid of him, they are also very respectful. This reverence grew deeper as Ragon grew older, so he was the first person to speak of his status among the mountain people.

"Everyone. Ragon looked at the people who had completely calmed down, and the deep old voice resounded throughout the cave: "I asked you to come today because recently we have a distinguished friend in Winter Wind Ridge, who needs to be introduced to everyone, he is an admirable and strong man, and he deserves the highest standard welcome ceremony, please invite Lord Moeller from Rock Castle!"

The mountain people cheered, and some people were worried about the discord between Lord Lagong and Lord Moller. Many of them had already gone to the Rock Fort to trade, and not only was the price thirty percent higher than that of Sayu, but also two catties of salt, and now that Lord Ragon had such admiration for this generous man, they naturally had to show great enthusiasm.

Dressed in a black magic robe, Moeller walked up to the stage and greeted everyone with a smile, and only after the crowd had calmed down did he speak: "Dear residents of Winter Wind Ridge, I am very happy to get to know the simple and kind people of this land, and I very much hope to have long-term friendly cooperation with you in the future. Today, I have three things to announce:

First things first: our rock fort will set up a place in the mountain to buy mountain goods, so that everyone can trade the daily necessities they need without having to work hard in the future!

The second thing: I have heard that the warriors of the mountain people are the strongest and braver, and I hope to hold a competition with His Excellency Ragon in Panwang Cave, and the winner will be rewarded with a great reward from both of us.

The third thing: most of the current defenders of the Rock Fort are the children of the mountain people, I admire their excellent Su zhì, and I also welcome aspiring young people to come to the Stone Fort to enlist in the army, those who join will be trained in martial arts, and those with magical qualifications will be trained to become powerful practitioners. These three things are just my personal mentions, and they are all voluntary. ”

Moeller's speech was simple, but it caused a great shock to the mountain people, and the first thing brought them the previously unimaginable advantage of being able to trade near their own homes, and no longer having to carry heavy supplies and risk rolling off cliffs and being attacked by wild beasts to trade outside the mountains, which was a great thing.

The second thing is that it is a very lively, the mountain people are simple but also aggressive, and they worship warriors the most, so it is definitely the same as the New Year for them to see the warrior competition!

As for the third thing, it's a mixed bag. Many young people who are not willing to be lonely and want to see the outside world are tempted, but the wives and parents of these young people are very worried, and whether they will go in the end depends on their specific circumstances.

Moller had a full picture of the reaction of the mountain people, and he expected it, so he didn't say anything more, and let Ragon answer instead.

Lagong stepped forward to stop the people who were talking, and said sternly: "Since Lord Mole is so interested, I also fully support it, no one in the trading place in the mountains should disturb and cause trouble, otherwise it will provoke me to Chaxi Xishan!"

Ragon accumulated a lot of power, and a word made everyone's hearts awe-inspiring, and some idle scum among the mountain people suddenly didn't dare to think about it.

Then he saw that Ragon had a smile on his face: "As for the second thing, I am willing to take out three cowhide fruits to reward the best three warriors!"

Hearing the name of the cowhide fruit, the mountain people all showed a look of amazement and yearning, and Moeller also knew that it was an intermediate 6th order magic fruit, which was the most precious product in the area of the Winter Wind Ridge, and after eating it, it could greatly increase the manpower.

"As for the last thing—" Ragon paused, and all the mountain people looked at him a little nervously, for fear that he would introduce some coercive measures, but he said to him, "It is a great thing to serve in the army under the command of Lord Moller, and I am ready to enlist my best third son!"

Ragon's decision completely shocked the mountain people, I didn't expect the powerful Lord Ragon to respect Lord Moeller so much, I'm afraid that Lord Mole is not small!

But then when Ragon had a golden roast of whole sheep, roast whole cow, and a jar of fine wine, and announce that they were going to feast everyone, these simple mountain people suddenly did not think of anything, and began to drink wine, eat meat, sing and dance around the bonfire, and enjoy themselves to their heart's content.

The author has something to say: when the weather arrives at this time, people again do not know how to dress