Sea Tribe......

Lawrence remembered a lot of legends.

Legend has it that the glorious berserkers will be tempted by witches to dark caves, swamps, and misty waters.

The berserkers of the North have always had a relationship with the sea.

Hunt whales and seals for food, and gain honor by defeating sea monsters and powerful enemies at sea.

During the long journey, some sailors or warriors were tempted by the witches of the sea, some were sunken and killed, and some were captured as fertility tools.

Sariel doesn't care about her background, the barbarians in the north don't pay attention to family integrity, and Sariel is not the one who calls her mother all day long.

"Lawrence, what's next?" Sariel looked at Lawrence.

Lawrence said directly: "Kehalan, if you go back with us, you will say that you are a refugee from the south, and the rest of the people will say that they don't know." ”

"From now on, you will be my follower, and I will let you eat three meals a day."

Keharan finally got the life he wanted, and said boldly: "Okay, noble young master. ”

Lawrence reminded: "The fried chicken thighs that are given to you today are not available every day, we can eat them on this day every year, and we usually decide on a case-by-case basis, basically once every two or three months." ”

Keharan walked over with great satisfaction, "It's okay if I can eat it once a year, even if I was in the king of the south for more than ten years, I haven't eaten such delicious chicken!" ”

Lawrence saw Khallan's clothes, which could not be called clothes at all, like erotic underwear, and like simple pieces of cloth.

"Do you like to dress like that? It's kind of special. Lawrence looked at this female warrior who was neither beautiful nor ugly, and the other party did not seem to be deliberately showing.

Keharan replied with a smile, "The old clothes will break after wearing them for a long time, and these are the last clothes." ”

Sariel felt sad and looked at Kharan with some sympathy, who looked happy.

"It's pitiful, we have a lot of animal skins, I'll give you a warm animal skin garment later."

Kehalan did not refuse, "Good! ”

Lawrence soon took Keharan back.

As Khallan approached, Lawrence felt that the woman was a little taller than himself, and that she was strong and looked reliable.

Compared to the women of the Western Kingdoms, who often go hungry and dieting, women like Keharan are like giantesses.

Reglo quickly walked over from a distance, looking up at Kehalan.

"Master, who is she?"

"This is a refugee from the south, she has been hungry for a long time, but she looks good and will play for me on the manor," Lawrence said. ”

Reglo said directly: "Please let me compete with her to see who has more strength!" ”

Lawrence looked at Khallan, "Do you have the strength now?" Only test strength. ”

Keharan touched his stomach and smiled, "No problem, you have more strength when you're hungry." ”

It's about strength, but it's about status.

This kind of thing doesn't need much explanation, and Sariel knows it.

Lawrence also knows this, the aggressive character of the savage does not distinguish between men and women, and everyone will fight for it themselves, rather than passively endure it.

In this kind of resource-scarce environment, only the active person can be fed, and that kind of endurance character is only suitable for snow cave people.

Both Reglo and Keharan are women who grew up eating and are more aggressive than the average woman.

Surrendering to Lawrence is an endorsement of Lawrence's strength.

Both a position of power and a reserve of food can be considered a sign of strength, and it is normal for women to cling to powerful men.

But each other, like young beasts grabbing milk to eat, whoever occupies the dominant position will get more resources.

The two strong women soon stood facing each other on the grass.

Lawrence stood on a slightly higher slope as a referee and looked at the two plus-size female fighters below.

The difference in height is more than ten centimeters, Leglow is not as tall as Lawrence, but in terms of physique, it seems that Leglow is stronger, Kehalan's body is a typical female figure, and Leglow is much more masculine, thick and powerful.

"Let's go."

After Lawrence announced the start, Reglo and Kharan came together, both of them provoking each other.

Regelo tried to knock Kehalan away, but she underestimated Kehalan's strength.

This woman, who has lived alone for more than ten years, is nearly ten years older than Reglo, and is in the most powerful period of her body.

Keharlan grabbed Reglo's head with one hand, pressed her to his chest and humiliated her, then grabbed her by the hair and pinned the dwarf to the grass.

The fight was completely one-sided, and the gap was immediately apparent after the hand-to-hand fight.

Lawrence saw that Caharlan was about to smash his fist at Reglow's head, and quickly said, "Stop! All up. ”

Keharan quickly got up from Reglo's body and clapped his hands in a very casual manner.

Reglo's face turned red, and he couldn't resist Keharan's strength even though he tried his best.

"It's me who loses." Reglo voluntarily admitted defeat.

Lawrence comforted: "You are still very young, and your strength will get stronger and stronger in the future. ”

"Kehalan, this is Leglow, she's not your subordinate, and you're not her subordinate, tell me if there's something to do."

"Reglow is primarily responsible for hunting and protecting the estate, and your mission is to protect where I live and protect my property."

Kehalan obviously knew how to respect the nobles better than the rest, and said politely, "Yes, Master Lawrence." ”

Lawrence felt that the title was a bit awkward.

Now it's not a nobleman, there is no noble title, you can't call a code name like a baron, viscount, earl, etc., and it's a bit inappropriate to call Mr.

"Just call me master in the future" Lawrence didn't bother with anything, looking at Kehalan, who had lost the last piece of fabric due to the fight, "Sariel, give Keharan a set of clothes." ”

Saliel said to Keharan, "Come with me, what kind of clothes do you want to wear?" ”

"Everything." Keharan sniffed, "Can I have a drink?" I haven't drunk it in a long time. ”

Sariel took the initiative to say: "No problem, we have a lot of wine, but we have to save some drink, I will introduce you, this is Sophia." ”

Saliel pulled Sophia over, looked around and saw that there was still someone else, and said, "Let's go into the house." ”

Lawrence said directly to the rest of the people: "Go to work, don't be lazy here!" The three of you too, go work with them! ”

The three maids reluctantly went to work in the fields, but fortunately there was no physical work now, mainly some unhurried things such as placing pea shelves and building nurseries.

Lawrence went upstairs after entering the house, and sure enough, Saliel asked about Sophia.

"Kehalan, can you tell Sophia's background?"

"His parents are both human, and one of them is a wizard or a witch, I'm not sure about the specifics, but I'm sure neither she nor you are pure-blooded witches."

Sariel asked, "What does a pure-blood witch mean?" ”

"Like me, I'm a pure-blood witch, my father and mother are people who can use mystical powers, and if my parents only have one of these, they're not purebloods. ”

Lawrence walked into the room, and instead of looking at Khallan who was undressed, he looked at the wall of the room and said, "What is the difference between pure-bloods and non-pure-bloods?" ”

"Purebloods are more powerful, tend to show mystical powers earlier, and have the potential to wield both. ”

Saliel looked at Lawrence, "Lawrence, are you a pureblood?" ”

Keharan looked at Lawrence suspiciously, "You're a wizard?" I didn't find out at all! ”

Lawrence said in a low-key manner: "One of my abilities is to hide, so you didn't find out my wizard temperament, but this ability is very wasteful, and it behaves no different from ordinary people." ”

"Hidden?" Keharan said in shock: "I can't imagine that there is such a strange power. ”

Sophia boasted, "My master is still a prophet who has inherited the power of wisdom!" ”

"Yes, I am a prophet." Lawrence said modestly: "At present, we have not yet mastered the mature power, and it will take a lot of time to grow slowly, but we have revealed some wizard leadership temperament and gathered three witches." ”

Kehalan was filled with respect, "It is my honor to serve you, noble master. ”

Lawrence felt that Keharan's barbarian blood was also quite high, and only the barbarians here liked to brag, and generally believed in such outrageous things.

Whether it is Sariel or Sophia, even if it was clear that Lawrence was an ordinary person, I don't know when I began to blindly believe that Lawrence was a wizard.

It's a mysterious person like them.

Humility is not a virtue, and the people of this land respect those who have legendary experiences.

(End of chapter)