Marvel Age of Monsters

Chapter 411 411. Words of Public Opinion
It has been two days since the villagers in the northern border disappeared. The kingdom sent many guards to look for them, but they found nothing. There were their footprints even on the outskirts of the snow-capped mountains, but they didn't go deep, so they didn't find the altar in the valley.

The Kaluo tribe, who were secretly guarding near the altar, breathed a sigh of relief.

Their tribe belonged to the savages of the Northland, and they lived by hunting. Most of the time, the tribesmen hid their hatred for the Moshe Shimodi Kingdom, and traded animal skins and meat with the kingdom's people in exchange for food for the winter.

This year is also the same. In order not to attract the attention of the kingdom, they even increased the weight of the transaction. On the surface, the clansmen happily exchanged for a small amount of food, but secretly the clansmen cursed this group of unscrupulous kingdom merchants.

The Immortal Warriors are coming, and they have to be patient. Many clansmen have gone to explore the location of the kingdom's mine veins, and more smart people have quietly begun to draw the kingdom's defense map and some basic mountain topographic maps.

Carlo thought very comprehensively. In order not to attract the attention of the kingdom, they sometimes exposed their hiding places while hunting.

In this way, the investigative officials of the kingdom never put their suspicious eyes on them. Everyone thought that they did not know about the disappearance of the villagers.

……

In the courtyard of the palace, King Baahubali threw the information in his hands to the ground angrily, and yelled at all the ministers: "Didn't I tell you to tell me to stop spreading this matter?"

"Let me take a closer look at what's going on here?" Baahubali slammed the parchment on the closest minister, his angry eyes scanned everyone majestically.

"Your Majesty, there are indeed quite a few guys who are secretly promoting this matter recently, but..." One of the ministers hesitated to speak, Baahubali was stunned, his sharp eyes suddenly deepened, and he rushed to tell him at this time. Putting on eye drops, no one would dare to do so except his ambitious uncle.

Taking a deep breath, he turned around and sat on the throne, rubbing his chin and thinking about the seriousness of this matter.

Baahubali suddenly said to the ministers: "I remember that the day after tomorrow will be the ceremony of God Posa."

"Yes, Your Majesty, when the time comes, your mother will carry the fire of inheritance on her head and go to the sacred mountain to sacrifice. We are ready." The minister of etiquette who spoke quietly breathed a sigh of relief. At least the ceremony is the biggest thing at present, and the mere Compared with hundreds of villagers, King Baahubali should give priority to the ceremony.

"Okay." Baahubali sighed, and threw his saber to the general Horn: "Put aside the villagers' affairs first, and you secretly catch all those who spread rumors, and temporarily shut them down." In your big camp, I want to see how the toothless tiger will play with me then."

"Obey, Your Majesty." General Horn held Baahubali's long sword in his hand, straightened his back that was somewhat stooped, and glanced triumphantly at some of the ministers.

Baahubali turned a blind eye to this, Horn was his sword, and giving him his own saber was for Horn to frighten someone in the group.

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"The sacrificial ceremony..." Carlo sat in front of the fire, and a man wrapped in a black cloak sat across from him. The other person said hoarsely, with a little arrogance: "This is a very good opportunity. As long as the Great Ceremony of God Posa is destroyed, those foolish people will definitely lose confidence in their king, at least it will be a fatal blow to his majesty."

"It's very convincing, but what should we do? How many people should we send to die?" Carlo sneered. They knew very well how terrifying the king was. Wan Dajun, it can be said that he was in the limelight, and even frightened the courage of the clansmen, who were afraid of his majesty. The clansmen had been lingering for ten years in this snow-covered mountain environment.

For the past ten years, Carlo has been living in fear all the time. If he hadn't received the response from the devil some time ago, he might have lost the courage to persevere.

Now, the person in front of him once again came to confuse him, telling him to continue to let the clansmen go to die.

Clenching his fist tightly, the anger deep in Carlo's heart exploded several times, but in the end he endured it.

Carlo, as the patriarch of a clan, is not a simple-minded patriarch. Although barbarians are called barbarians, they are not without wise men. It is just that civilized society discriminates against tribal groups in the era and environment in which they live.

"How do you want to make a move?" The black-robed man's tone was a bit puzzled. At this time, Carlo didn't make a move against him, which made him very disappointed, because once Carlo made a move on him, he would be very confident. Let Carlo go out in vain.

"It's very simple, food, weapons." Carlo sneered.

"How much?" The black-robed man subconsciously asked Carlo, who had a sudden change in attitude.

"Enough for me to arm an army of [-] people, food for at least three months." The man in black stood up in shock as soon as Carlo opened his mouth.

"You, do you want to start a war? You still have so many people? How is this possible!" The black-robed man almost shouted, and finally revealed his appearance in the darkness. It turned out to be an old man with white beard and hair. , and he is still a disabled person. If Baahubali were here, he would definitely know him, because this old man turned out to be his own uncle.

"You don't care about this. Tell me that the cooperation is a one-off or two-off. Choose yourself. Anyway, the decision is up to you. Without food and weapons, it is impossible for the clansmen to start a war." Carlo spread his hands and looked away. On this old guy.

"I can't give you all, who knows if you will go back on your word, and the amount of weapons and food is so huge that you can't make it all up in one day." The old man calmed down and sat down to bargain with Carlo again: "One day rations, and five thousand steel knives, this is my bottom line."

Carlo was taken aback, and took a deep look at him, for a long time: "The day after tomorrow, right? Get things ready in advance, and my people will be there. After all...you are very clear about my hatred for him."

Carlo wasn't prepared to take any risks. After all, His Highness the Demon King had said that the Indestructible Warriors needed a period of time to grow, and three days' rations and five thousand steel knives would expose them to nothing.

Therefore, Carlo pretended to agree. In fact, he wanted to let the old guy dove. Anyway, he would turn his face in the future. Why not take advantage of it?
(End of this chapter)