Great Summoner Pokémon

Chapter 101 The Griffin Family of Foss Barlow!
After the beating, several female slaves passed out, and Spiegel asked Lvya to release [Healing Wave] for them, and then asked Xiao Su to go up and pat their faces, and then they woke up one by one.

"Have you engraved the lesson this time in your heart?"

asked Spiegel.

How could the female slaves say no? Although the back was healed, they still seemed to feel the piercing pain there, so they quickly nodded in agreement.

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember, next time this kind of punishment will come for two rounds, after one round, and then another round when you are cured, I will remember clearly."

After Spiegel finished speaking, he came to the two male servants. They were quite tough, neither begging for mercy nor crying.

Without saying anything, Spiegel pointed his hand and ordered Kakarot in his heart.

"50 lashes, let go of the beating."

Spiegel will not be merciful to men, especially the two of them were the initiators of the escape, and they had been lying just now. Thinking of this, he panicked with hatred.

There was a crackling beating, and after the beating, even if Luo Te and Ah Fu were young and vigorous guys, they passed out at this time, and their entire backs were ripped apart, which was terrible.

Soina had already returned to the carriage, she couldn't bear to watch this scene, if Trish was here, she would probably cry.

With a wave of his hand, Spiegel ordered everyone to pack up and move on.

As for Rot and Afu, Spiegel didn't kill them, just left them here. It is impossible for Spiegel to bring this kind of person with him.

Before leaving, Spiegel threw a bottle of ordinary healing potion on the ground, but he didn't untie them. Whether they can survive depends on their own luck.

There was no word all the way, and when this happened, Spiegel kept a gloomy face, so no one went to chat with him.

After more than half a month like this, everything was safe and sound, both servants and female slaves were very honest and responsible, and Spiegel's carriage also drove into Moguling.

This can be regarded as a dividing line. After passing this ridge is Foss Barlow, and beyond that is the Northwest Grassland, the territory of the orcs.

The reason why Fossballo is plundered by orcs all the year round is because there is basically no danger to defend there, and the terrain is mostly plain and flat.

The main defense of the Spirit Beast Kingdom is located in Moguling. There are many sentry posts on this mountain, and the White Tiger Army, the border troops of the kingdom's two elite legions, are stationed.

The frontier army of another elite legion is called Qinglong Army, stationed on the coastline of the eastern border of the kingdom, defending against enemies that might come up from the sea, such as Naga and Murloc.

On the Moguling road, a tall fortress was built at a relatively narrow important pass, blocking the road.

This is Mogu Pass, and if you want to pass it, you basically have to go through here unless you forcibly climb the mountain or fly over it.

The frontier army is based in Moguling, so Fossballo's position is very awkward.

In the past, when the kingdom's army was strong, it was able to deter the orcs from acting recklessly.

However, in recent years, the fortunes of the country have declined, the government has been corrupt, and the combat effectiveness of the army has also declined sharply. It is good to be able to rely on the advantages of natural and dangerous terrain to defend Moguling. This situation has been going on for many years.

"Stop coming! What are you doing here?"

The soldiers at the gate of the fortress came to the carriage and questioned them.

"Clear and go to Forsborough."

Spiegel happened to be driving in the driver's box, he replied.

These days he has learned how to drive a car, because there are only two footmen left to drive the other two carriages, so Spiegel will come by himself.

"Are you going to leave the customs?"

The soldiers were very surprised. These days, there are many people who want to come in from the outside, and it is extremely rare for them to want to go out.

He glanced at Spiegel's convoy, and saw that the first one looked good, while the last two were the worst kind, and there were no guards around them, so it didn't look like a caravan at all.

"What are you doing out there?"

Asked by the soldier, he was a little skeptical.

"go home."

Spiegel said frankly.

"Going home? Are you from Fossballo? Got an ID card?"

the soldier asked.

An identity card is something that non-professionals can use to prove their identity. Nobles have it. If commoners want to go to other places, they can also go to the city hall to apply for one.

"This is my professional badge and mercenary card."

Professional badges and mercenary cards also have the function of proving identity.

"Spieg von?"

There is nothing unusual about professional badges. The silver-level summoner picked up the mercenary card and the soldier looked at it suspiciously, compared it with the photo on it, and then returned the item to Spiegel.

"Sir Spiegel, where are you going in Forsborough?"

After confirming Spiegel's identity, the names of the soldiers changed, because it's not common to have a surname, at least one of his ancestors was a nobleman.

"Go to Griffin City."

Spiegel said it was his family's core territory.

"There are often orcs out there, do you need the guards of our White Tiger Army? The price is absolutely fair."

Soldier recommended.

Spiegel waved his hand, and the soldiers didn't bother, and nodded to signal to open the city gate and let them go.

When they were almost out of sight, at the gate of the city, an old soldier came out from behind the side corner with his trouser belt on.

"Someone came over just now? How's the harvest?"

The veteran asked with a smile, he heard the sound of opening the city gate.

"I went out and got nothing."

The soldier spread his hands, shrugged and said.

"Going out? Then there is a way to squeeze some oil and water down. You are still too young and tender."

The veteran was slightly disdainful.

"Don't rely on the old to sell the old, it's not a caravan, it's a noble and a professional, although the level is rubbish."

The soldiers refused to accept it.

"Aristocrat? It's really full. What kind of strange thing is it to go outside to find death after waiting for a good life?"

The veteran said a few words with contempt, then asked curiously.

"My name is Spiegel Feng, from Fossballo. He looks about [-] or [-] years old. He is quite rich. He said he is going to Griffin City."

The soldier recalled the carriage, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the low-key luxury had connotations. After all, it belonged to the royal family, and the workmanship must be exquisite.

"Fon... Fossballo... You read that right, right?"

The veteran's face was a little moved.

"What's the matter? You're so excited, don't you always say that you don't change your face in front of the landslide?"

This time it was the soldier's turn to sneer.

"Don't talk nonsense, just ask if your surname is Feng."

The veteran said impatiently.

"What happened to you today? Did you take the wrong medicine? It's Feng, that's right."

The soldier was a little puzzled, feeling that the veteran was really abnormal.

"That's right."

The veteran clapped his hands with excitement on his face.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Don't say anything halfway."

the soldier asked anxiously.

"Hey, the person who passed by just now is a member of the Griffon family, the lord of Foss Barlow."

The veteran said unhurriedly.

(End of this chapter)