"We were sent by the Demon God~!"

The other party proudly said this sentence.

"Magic ...... Demon God, you are demons~!" The barbarian Taibo's eyes widened and he cried out in surprise.

Although he was a barbarian living in the mountains, it did not mean that he knew nothing about the world, on the contrary, as a famous warrior of the tribe, Taibo had a deep understanding of the Rumans.

Moreover, he also knew that the undead high priest and the demon people were the most terrible enemies of the Ruman people.

The Battle of Oderheim, which caused a sensation in the snowy mountains a few months ago, was caused by the undead.

The undead slaughtered hundreds of thousands of barbarians, but were ultimately defeated at the hands of their barbarian coalition.

It was that battle that greatly weakened the strength of their barbarians, so when they died on the day of Chapter 1310 007 (asking for a monthly pass), they couldn't gather enough troops at all in the face of Ruman's invasion, so naturally they didn't have the strength to fight back.

In this sense, the demons and their barbarians are also enemies.

But for Taibo, he did not hate the undead, and the devils of Odenheim did not kill their tribe, and it was the Rumans who destroyed his homeland.

Barbarians have always had a clear grudge.

"No, we are Semitic," the richly dressed leader said slowly, with his hands behind his back, looking out at the mountains in the distance.

His words were not so much an explanation to Taibo, but rather a statement made to this land with some excitement in his heart after setting foot on the shore - although we have been defeated from here, but after a thousand years, we have set foot on this land again~!

Immediately, he glanced at Taibo in disgust, and said indifferently, "Kill him." ”

The tone was like an ant being twisted to death.

The soldier next to him agreed, then smirked, and then raised his long sword high, swung it half a circle above his head, aimed at Taibo's neck, and prepared to cut off his head with a sword-the leader watched from the side, and the work naturally had to be done cleanly and beautifully.

"Wait a minute, wait for the day of Chapter 1310 007 and die (ask for a monthly ticket). Taibo's eyes rolled and he said hurriedly, "Ruman is also my enemy, and I can help you." I can help you. ”

The soldier was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the leader.

The leader looked Taibo up and down contemptuously, and said, "You, what are you for?"

"I ...... I can show you the way, I know the nearest way from here to Ruman. Taibo exclaimed, "I know where their passes are." ”

With the help of the glittering sword beside him, Taibo found that his brain was unusually effective. So much so that even he himself was a little surprised.

A Semitic general next to him stepped forward and said, "My lord, keep him, he is also a local, no matter how much he is, he is better than a dog." ”

The leader shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "Then keep it." ”

The soldier next to him immediately unceremoniously forked Taibo and tied him up like a rice dumpling in three or two strokes. Then she patted him on the shoulder and grinned at Taibo.

A dark mage wrapped in black robes flew down from the fortress of war and landed in front of everyone.

The Semitic generals all stood up, and then saluted respectfully together, and said respectfully, "I have seen Master Marcel." ”

The black-robed lich snorted arrogantly, and did not return the salute.

However, the Semitic generals did not dare to be angry, and the general led by him said politely: "Please go and inform Master Heylord, we are about to arrive, and he can start arranging." ”

"I'm going to go. The lich Marcel glanced at him, nodded slowly, and then changed his tone, and warned the Semitic generals in a sharp voice, "This operation is related to the great plan of the high priest's throne, and you must rush to Ruman as much as possible, and do not take it lightly." ”

The generals nodded solemnly and said in unison: "One qiē glory to the great god seat~!"

The Lich Marcel nodded with satisfaction, his expression softened, and he smiled, "After the victory, I will personally raise you as the emperor of Neo-Ruman in front of the High Priest." ”

The generals' eyes lit up, their faces were happy, and they bowed to the lich Marcel and said, "Thank you for your support, Master." ”

Marcel the Lich rattled and let out a shrill laugh like scraping glass, flicked his hands onto the fortress of war, and then soared upward, disappearing behind the clouds.

Seeing the Lich Marcel disappear into the clouds, the leader of the Semitic tribe straightened up, then shook off his cloak behind him, and shouted: "You have all heard, glory and wealth, it is in this battle, unload the ship, we must get out of the snowy mountains in half a month." ”

The crowd agreed, and then dispersed.

In the distance, countless ships are rushing towards the shore, and many ships in the vicinity have begun to unload personnel. From a distance, the entire coastline is crowded with people, covered with dense black spots.

There were hundreds of thousands of barbarians who originally lived in the Daxue Mountain area, but due to the slaughter of the undead and the conquest of the Ruman Empire, they were basically about to disappear.

And the army of the Ruman Empire, after conquering the barbarians, withdrew from this area. This creates a blank blind spot for monitoring vigilance.

Therefore, the Semitic army can easily land on the beach here without knowing it. , once their army rushes out of the Great Snow Mountain, it will be like a dagger quenched with venom, straight into the back of the Ruman Empire~!

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With a crisp and melodious ringtone, the goblin Jinni, the silver light slowly woke up from the sweet sleep.

He opened his yellow eyes and stared blankly at the luxurious golden tassel top above his head. I couldn't figure out where I was for a while.

After a few seconds, he came to his senses and whispered to himself, "Oh, I'm in Ruman." ”

Yinguang intoxicated himself touched the smooth blanket covering his body, squinted his eyes involuntarily, smirked, and said, "It's not a dream. It's really not a dream......"

The morning sun shone through the open window into the goblin silver bedroom. In the golden rays of sunlight, you can clearly see that there is floating dust slowly fluttering.

The breeze stirred the white curtains, gently shaking and dancing in the air. At the same time, the fragrance of flowers blows in, and the walls are lined with ornate furniture inlaid with gold and silver, and a mirror is erected that is huge for human height.

The table was filled with beautiful glass wine bottles, and in the middle of the vase were a few beautiful bouquets of flowers, with a few drops of crystal clear dew on them......

On the ground was a thick carpet of dark red, with intricate patterns woven on it, as you could tell from the far east.

If you step on it, you can almost drown your ankles.

Seeing this, Yinguang couldn't help but moan happily: "Heaven, ......"

Even though he had been living here for months, he couldn't believe that this was his life, a goblin who had grown up beside the filthy sewers of the lower city.

This bedroom alone is twice the size of the house where his family lives, and the house in his hometown is full of more than a dozen goblins for three generations.

"My mom couldn't believe it. Silverlight muttered.

At this moment, there was a soft knock on the bedroom door.

"Pap, papa......" The sound was not high, but it was enough for the people in the room to hear it clearly. Just this accurate grasp of the knocking sound can tell how well-trained the knocker is.

With the sound of "come in" with the silver light, the door was quietly opened, and a neatly dressed housekeeper with a stern expression walked in, followed by two young and delicate maids.

He put a black suit in his hand at the head of the goblin bed, and then bowed respectfully and said, "Good morning, sir." ”

With a serious attitude and a low voice, he looks like a professional housekeeper who has received many years of professional training and has obtained several fourth- or sixth-level vocational certificates.

In Ruman City, having such a butler who understands aristocratic etiquette not only costs a lot of money, but also has extremely strict identity restrictions.

In the past, these were out of reach for Yinguang, not to mention anything, and he had never even heard of them. But now......

Although it is impossible to hire two or three, it is still enjoyable to hire a housekeeper like this.

With a loud 'um' sound, Silverlight jumped out of bed, then stood on the ground, raised his hands, and was served by the maid to help him change his clothes.

The butler asked in a low voice beside him, "Fresh milk, cheese and bacon have been prepared for breakfast, and the carriage is already waiting in front of the door, what else does the lord command?"

Silver Light waved his hand, and the butler bowed and walked backwards out of the room.

A few minutes later, the freshly washed silver light sat at his ten-foot-long dining table, watching as several male servants put breakfast in front of him.

The butler held a gold plate with today's morning newspaper on it, which was carefully scalded with an iron, and it was extremely clean and tidy.

And when ironing, there was a slight sprinkling of spices, and when the newspaper was opened, not only did not have a trace of ink choking, but also had a pungent aroma.

A servant picked up a snow-white napkin, shook it gently, spread it on his chest, and then expertly tied the ends around his neck.

Although this was a bit of a nouveau riche man, for the average nobleman wore the napkin on his lap when he ate, the goblin tried it a few times, and found that the greasy and the saliva from his old man had soiled his beautiful velvet jacket.

Therefore, after paying the high professional laundry fee several times, he had to regretfully give up that method.

Another servant cut the food and placed it on a beautiful white porcelain plate in front of the silver light.

Yinguang lowered his head and looked at the porcelain plate with a smirk: In the past, their family worked hard all their lives, and the money they earned was not enough to buy a saucer.

Now, this kind of thing can be bought by his Yinguang master in one go, and use one set to drop another, without him, he Yinguang is now a superior person.

While flipping through the newspaper at random, while eating breakfast slowly, seeing the battle report on the maple leaf danlin on it, the goblin silver light sneered, pointed to the newspaper and said to his housekeeper: "Those people of the demon clan are really stupid." ”

The housekeeper bowed slightly, and said with a smile: "What the master said is very true." ”

That attitude was impeccable.

The goblin laughed, pushed the plate, tore off the napkin around his neck and stood up, put a few newspapers under his armpit, tugged at the collar of the suit, and said, "Go to work." ”

The butler removed the silver top hat and cane from the coat rack, and followed the silver light out of the room with both hands.

Under the steps outside the hall, the luxury carriage hand-built by the Flying Eagle Group has been waiting at the bottom of the steps, pulling the cart is four white horses, the coat is shiny and shiny, and it is spotless.

The butler opened the door, and the coachman hurriedly lowered his footstool and watched as the goblin sat steadily into the carriage.

At this time, Flint also swooped up, sat down across from the silver light, squeezed a stiff smile out of his gloomy face, and said dryly, "Good morning, my lord." ”

Looking at Flint's blue-gray face, the silver light was instantly pulled back into reality, and then I remembered that I was a double agent who was controlled by a dark mage, and the dark mage on the other side could kill himself at any time~!

Silver nodded at him with a blank face, too lazy to speak.

At the beginning, Lorraine personally went out and sneaked into the city of Odenheim, where the undead were in the Snow Mountains, to bring him back safely, but Silverlight vowed to become the man of One Piece...... Bah, baba, to become an ace spy. Therefore, he chose to continue to lurk.

Later, when the Imperial Crusade came to kill him, he finally contacted the Prime Minister with great difficulty. In the end, he was transferred back to Ruman City by the Prime Minister for reuse, and he lived a ** life.

Seriously calculated, his identity is extremely complicated, first of all, he is the intelligence officer of the Prime Minister. Secondly, he is also the secret agent of the Demon Clan who broke into Ruman, and finally, he is also a senior agent of the Ne Venture Capital Company who broke into the Demon Intelligence Network. An ace spy codenamed 007.

The servants were already familiar with Mr. Flint, and knew his goblin Silverlight's deputy, who usually lived here, but he had a quirky personality and did not let anyone into his room, nor was he liked by the servants.

The door slammed shut, the driver flicked his whip, and the carriage started slowly, and the horse's hooves stepped on the bluestone pavement, making a crisp sound.

The butler led a group of servants and bowed down to see off their master.

Sitting in the carriage, Silverlight picked up the newspaper and put it in front of his face, deliberately not looking at Flint's stinky face. The carriage exited the verdant courtyard and turned onto a quiet avenue flanked by wide, secluded courtyards, a standard upper-class community.

Exiting the avenue, horse-drawn carriages squeezed into the crowded main thoroughfare of Ruman.

Although the road that runs through the city of Ruman is dozens of meters wide, it is still crowded with dense people and traffic, and the silver-glittered carriage can only move slowly in the traffic.

The silver light shines through the car window and looks out at the spectacular and bustling city of Ruman, flanked by the most famous shopping streets of the Empire, where people in gorgeous clothes come and go.

This is the center of the world, Yinguang sighed contentedly, being a rich and powerful person here, only then can he know what life is.

Every convenience he could think of was something that someone could provide, provided that he had enough gold coins in his pocket.

"Soon, soon,......" Flint muttered, who was sitting across from him, in a low voice.

"What did you say?" Silverlight put down the newspaper and looked at him in surprise.

Flint looked at the goblin with a disdainful sneer and said, "Soon, this place will be ours." ”

The goblin laughed dryly, put up a newspaper in front of his face, and said secretly in his heart: Is there something wrong? These people have been weird lately......

Twenty minutes later, the luxurious carriage carrying the silver light stopped at the door of a gray building, and the guards in front of the door ran up to pull the door, bowed down, and said, "Good morning, my lord." ”

Goblin Yinguang hummed like a big man, held his cane, which was one size smaller than others, and took four square steps and walked leisurely into the compound.

"Hey, Brother Silverlight. A big fat man, who was three times taller than a goblin, walked over with a smile, bent down in front of him, and patted Yinguang's shoulder with a big hand like a fan.

Silver Light smiled bitterly and said, "Lord Longiye." ”

The old guy greeted him like this every time, as if he wanted to slap himself into the ground like a nail.

"He must have done it on purpose," Silver Light whispered in his heart, and then pretended to be happy, "You're so early." ”

"Secretly tell you that I spent last night in the rose garden. Longiye leaned down and smiled mysteriously, revealing the eyes of a man who understood.

"The adults are as romantic as they were back then. Silverlight smiled and patted his ass.

"Are you really not going?"

Yinguang shrugged helplessly and said, "If you are free, you also know that during the war, there is a task above, and the prime minister is in a hurry." ”

"Alas, it's a pity. Longiye touched his chin and shook his head regretfully.

Of course, Silverlight knew what the rose garden was, and he had even been there once. However, when the owner of the rose garden vaguely told Silverlight that they could provide beautiful goblin maidens, Silverlight was so frightened that he no longer dared to set foot there.

If Sha Jin knew that he was messing around here, his good days in Ruman would be over.

However, when he dreamed back at midnight, the goblin Yinguang still couldn't help but dream about what kind of wife he would marry after he became famous, at least not the beautiful girl he had a crush on before.

The crowd that walked past Silvercrown greeted him one after another, and some even came over to say hello to the goblins, making affectionate jokes and giggling.

Although the goblin was ugly and vulgar, and looked like a monkey in human clothes, he was a big celebrity in front of Prime Minister Russell, who had personally met with people he had encouraged.

In this building of the Ministry of Intelligence, there are few people who have goblins treated like this.

Enter the all-marble hall, turn right and go up the stairs, and after passing through the two doors, there is the goblin silver room.

There was a golden sign on the door that read "Commissioner of the Northern Intelligence Center", this is the position of the goblin Yinguang here, this intelligence building is in the upper middle range, and the ranking is about a dozen.

In this Ruman City, where there are more officials than dogs, he is also the number one person.

The office is divided into two rooms, the outer room is a subordinate of the goblins, a total of twelve people.

Inside is the goblin's own room, surrounded by beige wallpaper and hung with several oil paintings with names and surnames.

On the other side is a bookcase several meters long, stuffed with thick tomes.

The pretty female secretary had already cleaned the goblin's office, and the large rolling mahogany desk was shining, and a steaming cup of black tea was already on the table.

The goblin took off his coat and hung it on the shelf, walked to his thick leather swivel chair and sat down, let out a long breath, pressed his hands on the table and patted it, everything was just right, and the text and pen and ink were at his hand.

This is the suzhì of the high bureaucracy of the empire.

The secretary was reporting to the goblin about the day's schedule and important work, when the office door was suddenly pushed open, and Flint strode in with an excited expression on his face.

The secretary had long been accustomed to Flint's unannounced intrusion, so he gave him an angry look, wrapped Wen Jiàn and turned to leave.

"What's the matter?" said Yinguang impatiently, leaning back on the soft back of the chair, his hands crossed over his chest.

Flint stepped forward and grabbed the goblin, roughly lifted him from his seat, dragged him out, and said impatiently: "Mentor calls, follow me~!!!"