The jungle at the foot of the Cast Iron Mountains.

Lin Lu fled, birds and beasts scattered, and Illo looked helplessly at the group of complaining ogre hunters, racking his brains to think.

He had to explain to them that these timid deer weren't going to hear the noise like a ferocious beast like a swamp blood-streaked crocodile and run over to fight them. Otherwise, these simple-minded big men can only watch over the abundant prey resources and find nothing.

"Well, folks," he tried to make an analogy, "there are animals in the jungle that are like girls, and when you shout, she runs away." So be patient and take your time to get some results. ”

"Girl?" a strong ogre scratched his head and smiled innocently, "but the girl from the tribe also came over after shouting." ”

"As soon as you greet the girl, you will come and fight with you?" Illo glanced at the young and strong ogre angrily, and asked helplessly, "For what?"

The Stone Fang Chief next to him grinned and patted the young ogre's chest, "That's because Gordon is handsome." ”

"Well, you're handsome,......" Illo sighed, trying to get a little compliment out of Gordon's big face.

"After this special factor is ruled out, let's talk about it-" Illo was about to continue explaining, but suddenly turned his head and frowned, "Huh? With his "sensitive touch", he can feel the traces of his prey from a long distance.

"Big guy?" Chief Stonetooth hesitated for a moment, then became excited.

"Wait, don't-a-a......" Illo was about to stop him when several ogre hunters were already yelling in that direction.

"I'll wipe it!" Irlo was helpless and angry, and scolded angrily and followed.

The "sensitive touch" gradually activated, and the anger on Illo's face. But it was gradually replaced by an expression of crying and laughing.

The new prey is a fat, iron-maned bear who looks like he has just come of age and has a short temper and is supposed to be one of the overlords of the nearby jungle. This kind of infinitely powerful brown bear already has a strength no less than that of a middle-level demonic beast, and its courage is not comparable to that of Lin Lu and the like.

So when Illo arrived, he was surprised to find several ogre hunters fighting the ironmane bears. The fight was sparks flying and blood was flying. With this brutal hunting method, they finally met a suitable opponent. A few excited ogres teamed up to fight the huge brown bear, and you and I couldn't get into a fight. No matter how strong the ironmaned bear is, it is also a little weak, and it screams again and again under siege.

Irlo shrugged, not bothering to intervene, and was finally slammed into the slam of stone hammers and sticks from several ogre hunters. The ironmane snorted and lay on the ground dying and convulsing.

"Illo, look," Chief Stonefang walked back excitedly, completely ignoring the scratched wound on his chest that was still bleeding, "It turns out that the beasts in the jungle are also such heroes who would rather die than give in?"

"Hero?" Illo rolled his eyes, "Didn't you kill the hero?"

"But it's glorious to die. Chief Stonetooth glared. He stretched out his hand to say hello, and the two hunters were already dragging the carcass of the ironmane bear towards him.

"If you don't bleed now. Miscellaneous blood will seep into the bear's meat, and the smell is very strong. Irlo, who is also a veteran hunter, reminded.

"That's what tastes good. Chief Stonetooth greeted with a smile, "You're a good person, but you're a little too feminine." Come, take off one leg of your legs and roast it, and give it to Illo to taste. ”

A few ogres gathered some dry wood and gathered around to build a bonfire. The thick bear legs were split into several pieces by the Stone Tooth Chieftain, coarsely smeared with a few handfuls of rock salt, and the dripping blood was put on the fireworks to smoke and roast, and a strong smell of blood and fire suddenly came out.

Illo fanned the blood smoke from his nose and leaned against a large tree. He casually asked, "You hunt like this in the swamps, don't you suffer many casualties?"

"There will be casualties," the chief nodded, stopping his movements, "but if the injuries are not serious, the sacrifice can save us." ”

"She still has such strength?" Illo wondered, "By the way, isn't the sacrifice human?

"It's been a long time," Chief Shiya searched for his memory, "more than ten years ago, the old priest went out once, and when he came back, he took a little baby girl with him. But how did I get it, I don't know how to get it, I didn't bother to ask at the time, I thought that the old priest wanted to raise her and eat her. However, the old priest had been teaching her that only this little girl among his disciples could communicate with the power of the ancestors' souls. Idiots like this—" He snorted coldly and punched the young ogre Gordon next to him, "This guy has been following the old priest for more than ten years, and he can't even communicate with the most superficial guards. ”

"I did my best, chief, the little priest is indeed much smarter than me. Gordon shrunk his shoulders and grumbled.

"However, the sacrifice is not an ogre, how can you communicate the strength of your ancestors' souls?" Illo smiled and glanced at the ogre, who was none other than the "relatively handsome" Gordon.

"I can't communicate with the ancestral spirits, so I don't know what to do," Chief Shiya said grinningly, "but after so many years, we have long regarded the sacrifice as our own, and it is no different." ”

"I see that you have been sacrificing and sacrificing names, doesn't she have a name?" Illo was not used to it.

"Anyway, there's just one sacrifice in the tribe, and it's not a mess," an older ogre interjected, "but the old priest would have called her name a long time ago, and I ......forgot what it was?"

"Don't you know what to do?" Chief Stonetooth slapped Gordon on the head, and it seemed that he had always had a grudge against him for being "more handsome", "You have followed the old priest for so long, don't you remember?"

"I forgot about ...... too," he scratched his head, seeing that Chief Stonetooth was about to fight again, and hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Chief, let me think about it......"

"Then let me remind you again?" Chief Stonefang looked at the guy with an unkind expression.

"Don't-...... Winnie, Winnie, seems to be called Winnie. Gordon thought hard and replied hurriedly.

"Winnie?" Illo nodded and made a note of it, it was a good name.

Violet Tower.

"Hoel, come here. Allegri greeted as he stood aside.

"What's wrong, Commander?" said the dwarf, Hoel, as he staggered in.

"Looks like you're going to have to go to the White Dwarf Kingdom again, I want to customize a special batch of equipment," Allegri took out a few pieces of parchment from his bosom and handed them to him, "Look, how much does a thousand sets of such equipment cost?"

"This ......" Hoel took a closer look, although he was not a full-time blacksmith, but as a mountain dwarf, he had no problem understanding this.

It didn't take long for him to raise his head and wonder, "Commander, are you wrong about this size?"

"That's right?" Allegri replied, checking for a moment, "it's that big." ”

"This can fit three me, right?" said Hoel glaring.

"This isn't for you," Allegri said with a smile, the news of the ogre has not yet spread widely, and even the others such as Hoel and Cyruel are still unaware, but it doesn't hurt to tell him now, "Our mercenary group may have to join a new group of ogre warriors." ”

"Ogre?" said Hoel, swallowing his tongue, "they don't eat dwarves, do they?"

"Don't worry, you're not tasty," Allegri laughed and patted him on the shoulder, "You're okay with customizing equipment from the White Dwarves, right?"

"Of course not, they welcome me, and there aren't many caravans that dare to go to them," Hoel said proudly, "We dwarves don't hate each other like the elves of the High and Low Earths. ”

"Nonsense, one of you dwarves is hiding underground, the other is operating in the mountains, of course there is no conflict. A dragon eagle suddenly hovered above them, and a crisp hum rang out.

The dragon eagle landed, and the elf girl in a pale green skirt turned over lightly, and Allegri had already discovered her traces through the magic tower, and nodded unexpectedly, and said with a smile,

"Evelola, this isn't your favorite time to rush. ”

"I came to see it after I heard the news of the war between the Holy See of Light and the Principality of Anlan," the girl glanced at the dwarf Hoel and snorted, "I didn't expect that as soon as I arrived, I heard someone say bad things about us. ”

"Commander, I'll go first, carry out the task you gave me. Hoel grimaced and staggered away.

"It doesn't seem like the war has spilled over here. Evelola looked around, and the valley was still a peaceful scene.

"If the Holy See of Light can fight here, it will definitely be the destruction of the Duchy of Anlan," Allegri sighed, "But now, the situation of the Duchy is not very good. ”

"Do you really think this is your home?" Evelora glanced at him, "I've heard that you're not from Anlan, but a great magician like you, but beyond the mundane." ”

"Forget it," Allegri shook his head, "I don't have any interests beyond the mundane. ”

"Self-depravity is really the original sin of mankind......" the girl sighed. This is also the general impression of human beings by elves who are beyond the world. Of course, the humans who are willing to fall for some kind of depravity will drive the noble elves into the forest, which they usually avoid talking about.

"Noble elf lady, what are you coming to this mortal place of mine for?" Allegri said with a smirk that Evelora must have been unintentional.

"Let's go to the tower," Evelola glanced at the slender tower with a look of eagerness, "and by the way, take me on a tour of your magic tower, and consider yourself the great magician of mortality." (To be continued......)

PS: (double change)