"Hell, a goblin?" the black-robed mage said with undisguised surprise.

Just as the goblin silver light saw a dark mage here, the dark mage was just as strange when he saw the goblin silver light huddled on the ground, trembling incessantly.

One should hide in the dark, study alone in a rancid and dark place, and every day the other should wander obscenely in the most lively and crowded bazaars, cheating on children's lollipops, stealing the old lady's egg baskets.

These two races are like water and oil that cannot be reconciled, and they should not be in this barren mountain in the corner of the world, full of barbarians.

At this time, the goblin knew that he could no longer hide, and while trembling, he desperately squeezed out a lewd smirk on his face, and Chapter 1129 The top student in social survival (asking for a monthly ticket) said in a trembling voice: "Hi...... You... ・・・Hello. Wei... Great, noble, wise, Master ......"

Just like all humans who encounter goblins, before the silver light could finish speaking, the dark mage's withered face already showed a look of disgust, as if he had seen something disgusting.

His eyes narrowed slightly, with murderous aura in his eyes, interrupting the goblin's touting, and said sharply: "A lowly goblin, why is he here?

Like all people with power, dark mages have always held themselves in high esteem. And it is very clear and very pragmatic to divide the people of the world into three kinds.

One is that he has beaten them, and that is more noble than them. For example, the gods, for example, the High Priest of the Dead.

The second is to be able to draw with them. That's basically equal to them. For example, humans, let's say priests. Magicians and paladins.

Although they are hostile and curse at each other, when they meet, they will fight fiercely. Divide one and die to me. But no matter what, they still recognize each other as equals.

And the third type is that you can't beat them. It's Chapter 1129 The top students in social survival (asking for a monthly ticket) are lowly, such as treacherous goblins, idiot-like gray dwarves, and wild elves who never know how to wear clothes・・・・・・

Of these races, especially the ridiculous race of goblins, they are the most disgusting.

They are stingy in human society, and they have not bathed for many years, and they exude a foul smell on their bodies, and they live by stealing and cheating.

If someone's wallet is stolen in the bazaar, just see a goblin around and stride over and slap a few mouths, and most of them will see their wallet fall off their body.

And the tragic character of the goblins who bully the weak and fear the hard has exacerbated people's disgust with them - the best way to deal with such lowly bones is to be tough on them, and tough on them.

In such a situation, people will not be kind to them - because if they have a good attitude, the first person they will attack is you.

As a noble dark mage, in order to show his nobility, he naturally discriminates against these goblins twice as much as humans.

In their eyes, goblins are filthy creatures like pigs in the mud, and even getting close to them finds it unbearable.

Looking at the white bone staff almost on the door of his head, the goblin's silver heart was beating wildly at this moment.

The wise goblin Yinguang knew that if he said the wrong word at this time, this little life would be gone.

He straightened his neck, swallowed his saliva vigorously, and cursed in his heart: "People who are undead still dare to scold others for being cheap, you are cheap, and your whole family is cheap." ”

Goblin Silverlight carefully organized his words in his heart, and then bowed to the ground, and then said slowly, word by word, "Honorable, noble, and wise magician, I ...... Small, small is just an insignificant businessman. ”

"Merchant?" The dark mage was stunned for a moment, and then as if he had heard a funny joke, he burst out laughing, and the staff in his hand shook up, "This is really funny, does the goblin have a third profession besides being a thief and a liar?"

Goblin Silver Light hurriedly said: "That's different, I'...... Small, really an insignificant businessman, uh...... Smugglers. ”

The dark mage pondered, then thoughtfully put away his wand, and said, "A smuggler?

As he spoke, he waved his hand to a barbarian warrior outside the door, and said in a deep voice: "Kill him for me, I don't want to dirty my hands." ”

Yinguang immediately shouted in fright, "Don't kill me, don't kill me." I... I can pay the ransom, a big ransom~!"

The dark mage shrugged his shoulders and said, "Joke, what's the use of me asking for money?"

At this moment, the barbarian warrior walked in with a blood-stained sword, and Mu Ran's eyes were fixed on the goblin silver light. Then he slowly raised the big sword in his hand.

Looking at his stance, it was clear that he intended to give Silver Light a show of the efficiency peculiar to a barbarian, and give him a good time.

Immediately after, I heard the sound of a sharp wind.

Goblin Silver Light had a brain teaser and said loudly: "It's more useful to keep me, I have a smuggling channel~!"

As he spoke, he closed his eyes and waited for the knife to be cut off.

But after a while, he found that there was no pain in his body, and then he was bold enough to open his eyes to see the long sword hovering in front of his forehead. But it's just hovering there, and then it's possible to continue to cut ~!

"There is hope. Di Yi was overjoyed, carefully bypassed the long sword in front of him, climbed a few steps forward on the ground, came to the dark mage, raised his head, looked at him, and said earnestly: "My lord, killing me is just killing a goblin, but my life is more useful to you than a goblin." ”

At this moment, a barbarian wrapped in a tattered fur, nodded his head and waist, and with a flattering expression, leaned behind the dark mage, and whispered, "Respect, wise master, Huck thinks that this goblin has a point, and this guy is filthy and cheap. But it's always useful.

He was a smuggler. ”

The dark mage gave him a strange look and said, "Smuggler, what's in it for us?"

He wanted to cut off the goblin's head so badly, in fact, he would have done so if it hadn't been for Huck's gesture just now.

At this point, Huck patiently explained, "The customs of our barbarians are different from those of other places. In our case, smugglers are the most popular guests. Even tribal warfare doesn't hurt smugglers passing by.

If that tribe kills a smuggler, it becomes the enemy of the barbarians. ”

It turned out that due to the blockade and embargo that lasted for hundreds of years in the Ruman Empire, the barbarians were extremely short of materials after a long siege.

Commodities such as salt, as well as precious steel, were among the top of the embargo list.

Anyone who is found to have trafficked or sold these goods to barbarians is guilty of death.

The barbarians had to rely on smugglers who smuggled across the border to obtain these supplies, without which life became more difficult.

The position of the natural smuggler with the barbarians became transcendent. There was a consensus among the barbarians that it was not permissible to kill smugglers.

If the smuggler does not come again because he is in danger of dying, then the loss is still all half-beasts, but the smuggler is still a high-risk profession, and from time to time there will be rogues or competitors pretending to be rogues rushing over to kill and rob.

This custom has been going on for hundreds of years, and the northern aristocracy behind the smuggling traders has also made huge profits from it. These are the only places that are powerful enough to cross the border with goods.

In the last two years, Russell has intensified his crackdown on cross-border smuggling, and fewer and fewer smugglers can blend into barbarian territory.

Goblin Silver Light was even the first smuggler in this area in a year. It was warmly welcomed by the barbarians, and for the safety of the goblin silver light, the barbarian samurai greeted and escorted him throughout the process.

It can be described as transcendent.

After listening to Huck's explanation, the dark mage was a little relieved and did not immediately order the goblin to be killed.

Huck was secretly overjoyed, added fire, and said, "My noble master, you are our omnipotent god. But your loyal warriors need more and better steel weapons, not sticks. Your wise subjects need to eat salt so that they have the strength to work and not get sick.

This goblin can be of unexpected use. ”

The dark mage thought for a moment and said, "The work we are doing at the moment must be secret, can this guy be trusted?"

Huck hesitated for a moment, then said, "Let your servant come and ask, dear master." ”

The dark mage gave the goblin a disgusted look, and though he wanted to order him to be killed, he waved his hand.

Huck walked over to the goblin and crouched down with his back to the dark mage, looked directly at the goblin, and said, "You said you were a smuggler?

Yinguang rolled his eyes and said quickly: "The pile of goods outside is mine, there are salt, gold and silver ornaments, and my entourage should also be caught by you, they can prove that we are from the border." ”

Huck stared at the goblin and said, "Who is your gold master?"

The goblin was stunned for a moment, this is to ask the master behind the goblin, it is impossible for a goblin retail to cross the border, there must be a nobleman and official behind him who can open the joints of the defenders.

"If you don't say anything, let's die. Huck said coldly.

"Wait," the goblin gritted his teeth, "it's Count Hawke." ”

Huck's eyes lit up, his face showed joy, and he muttered, "It's him." ”

The dark mage asked, "Who is this Count Hawke?"

Huck turned around and said respectfully: "Earl Hawke of Urbandon, one of the most powerful nobles in the north, the children of the family are all over the northern army of Ruman. If it were him, it would be easy to cross the border. ”

Huck looked at the goblin and said, "Would you like to serve my master?" ”

As the goblin hesitated, his eyes lit up.

Because he saw Huck stealthily make a gesture with the number six, he had been a profiteer for many years, and the experienced goblins instantly understood that this Huck was going to cooperate with him to do business, but this insatiable dog thing actually wanted sixty percent of the profit ・・・・・・ actually wanted sixty percent of the profit~!

To hide it from the dark mage, of course.

Dishen was overjoyed, and it seemed that this humble servant, Huck, was not as deferential as he appeared.

Di carefully said secretly: That's good, as long as there is **, there will be weaknesses. Among the barbarians with tendons, there are also such treacherous outliers.

The goblin instantly understood why someone else had been made a Dark Knight, and he was still a living man.

"But it's too dark~!" the goblin scolded in his heart, and without thinking, stretched out four fingers underneath.

Huck turned cold and said, "It seems that you are a little unwilling." ”

As he spoke, he stood up.

The goblin was suddenly in a hurry, and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, of course I do." Following the strong is the law of survival of the goblins. ”

As he spoke, he made a five-and-five gesture below.

Huck hesitated for a moment, then clenched his fist and said with a pun, "You know the times very well. ”

Yinguang said with a sad face, "Goblins are pragmatists. ”

Huck grinned, revealing his battered and mutilated teeth, and said, "Good, that's it." ”

Then, he jumped up and leaned over to the dark mage, and whispered, "Master, this goblin can stay and he knows the defenders of the Ruman border, which will be useful for the master's future great cause." ”

"Could something be wrong?" the dark mage still hesitated.

Huck said: "I believe that the master has ten thousand ways to make him obedient, and besides, he is just a goblin, and he can be crushed to death if he is disobedient." ”

When the dark mage heard this, he felt that the lich under the seat of his dignified undead high priest would be a joke because of the hesitation of a goblin.

"Well, I'll give him to you. The dark mage paused for a moment, then glanced at Huck coldly, and said in a cold voice, "If something goes wrong, I will kill you together." ”

With that, he flicked his sleeves, didn't look at the goblin, and walked out of the room.

Huck bowed down and sent the dark mage away, his bent face almost touching the ground, until the dark mage disappeared outside the house, he straightened his back, and then looked at the goblin silver light, and suddenly straightened his chest again, with an arrogant expression.

Holding his head high, he lowered his eyes and looked at the goblin and said commandingly, "What's your name?"

The goblin also knew when to say something, and humbly said, "My name is Silverlight." Grande, silver light. ”

"Hmm. Huck snorted from his nostrils, pinched his tone, and said in a strange voice, "Do you know who saved you?"

The goblin was so easy that he couldn't hold back his laughter, and Huck spoke like a landlord's wife who was often played in a play, obviously a dirt bun, but he desperately made a noble appearance.

"Yes, Honorable Lord Huck. "Silver Light Road.

Huck had an unusually excited look on his face, his face was flushed with joy, and it was the first time he had been called Your Excellency, an aristocratic title, which made Huck very satisfied.

"Since you also know, as a thank you, I accepted those things outside with respect. Harry licked his tongue, a greedy glint in his eyes.

I saw that he laboriously spoke in the accent of a barbarian in the tone of the nobles, and in the eyes of the goblins, how funny and funny it was.

However, the goblin felt even more distressed about his goods, that pile of things were here in the barbarians, with a total value of about thirty or forty thousand gold coins, and he swallowed it with a word, but now the shape is stronger than the human, and the silver light is also strong to endure, and he knows that he will have to please this guy in the future.

In terms of social survival, goblins are all honor students, Yinguang smiled and said, "That's as it should be, a little thank you, not a respect, Your Excellency Huck you must be subordinate." ”

"I'm starting to like you, you despicable little one. Come with me. Huck laughed and turned and walked out of the room.

As soon as he left the house, he ordered the goblin's retinue to load all the goods onto pack the pack horses.

The goblin's attendant was so frightened that he suddenly slipped off his horse's back as he threw the bag, and the bag full of salt fell to the ground, spilling the fine salt of the white flowers on the ground.

Huck immediately became furious and shouted, "How dare you do this to my things." ”

rushed up and punched and kicked his entourage, and his face was covered with blood as he kept stepping on it, and then he ordered: "You pick up all the salt for me, and if there is a star of salt on the ground, I will kill you." ”

The attendant lay on the ground in terror, swept the scattered salt back into the bag, and the blood dripping from his face stained the salt grains red.

The goblin sighed in his heart, and cursed hatefully: You deserve to be driven out by the Rumans, but this urine person can still climb up and die.

In a series of miserable cries and angry shouts, all the living savages of the Handelheim tribe, men, women, children, were gathered, and the Dark Knight tied them to strings of ropes and drove them out of the tribal camp, not knowing where to go.

Other Dark Knights roamed the tribe and killed any brute who was too injured to move.

This is also the primitive custom of the barbarians, whether it is an enemy or their own people, they will be killed directly if they are mortally wounded.

The barbarian tribes of stole can't heal them, and they can't feed the wasted, so it's better to just be guilty than to suffer.

After preparing for most of the night, the goblin Silver Light was also driven out of the camp by the Dark Knight and into the bleak night wind.

His big green donkey, which he had paid a great deal for, had been snatched by Huck, who was sitting on it wobbling, smiling proudly to the song of the barbarians.

Silver Light only walked on his own short legs, trying his best to follow the team.

The Dark Knight carried the captives all the way north until noon, when each of them was given a piece of food as hard as a stone, and the goblin silver light could only gnaw down on the snow.

Huck boiled a pot of fragrant broth on the cooking utensils carried by the goblins, sprinkled a handful of salt in it, and ate it cleanly.

In the afternoon, when he hurried on his way, the hungry and cold Silver Light felt that he could not walk, and when he hesitated to protest.

The Dark Knight pulls a fallen old man from the ranks and pushes him to the side of the road to cut off his head with a sword.

The gushing blood melted the snow near the corpse.

Goblin Silver immediately covered his mouth, feeling like he had eaten spinach, and his whole body was full of strength.

Huck stood beside the corpse and shouted to the exhausted crowd, "If you can't walk, rest forever." ”

Under this extremely effective incentive, everyone did not dare to speak out and obediently continued to bury their heads in the road.

It wasn't until midnight that the goblins were allowed to rest, and Huck selected a few women from the Hanger tribe and dragged them away, and the male barbarians next to him just jumped up and tried to resist, but were immediately killed by Huck's order.

After four days of walking along the rugged mountain road, with only one dry ration a day, the old and weak of the Hanzeheim tribe were eliminated and died on the road, and the rest of the people were exhausted.

Yinguang felt that his legs no longer belonged to him, if he kept seeing the corpses on the side of the road, Yinguang would have been unable to hold on for a long time, although he had suffered many times in his life, he had never suffered so much.

Eventually, a red-faced Huck announced, "We've arrived." ”！！！