Medieval Riding and Cutting Record

　　 For them, the death of a goblin is a trivial matter, and the loss of the reputation of the blood gang is a major matter, and this kind of unexpected situation is unexpected and there is nothing to do.

　　 Next, Giuliano wrote a letter, asking one of his men to send the letter and the head of the goblin to the territory of the Black Mist tribe and hand it to the warchief.

　　 You only need to wait a few more days to receive messages from both sides.

　　 Three days later, the blood gang members in Scone rushed back and told the leader what they had heard from the Thieves Guild.

　　 Five days later, another member of the blood gang returned from the Black Mist tribe and brought back a gift, which was dozens of fine-quality gems and a large bag of gold coins.

　　 This blood gang member also brought back a sentence from the great chief:

　　 "Dear Giuliano, thank you for retrieving my little son, even though he is dead."

　　 "Although he is only my thirty-second son, although he shamefully failed in the adult trial, he is my flesh and blood after all."

　　 "I want to use this ‘gift’ in exchange for your help again. I hope that you can kill the murderer of my little son, from your best friend-Chief Chief Baku."

　　 Giuliano just wiped the barrel of the flintlock, walked into the tent without saying a word, and began to make plans.

　　 Inquired from the Thieves' Guild, it showed that it was a subordinate arranged by an exiled nobleman to kill the Goblin.

　　 This exiled nobleman came from the kingdom of Balha, named Chagama, because he fled to the land of no owner after losing the power struggle.

　　 At present, he has less than 15 cavalry under his hand, and there are quite a few infantry and archers, at least about 80.

　　 As for why this nobleman killed the goblins, the reason may be related to the conflict of interests in the arena. More specifically, Giuliano didn't care at all. Does he need to understand the foundation of a "dead man"?

　　 As long as the nobleman and his men can be killed, the reputation of the blood gang can be restored.

　　 After the sixth day in the wild camp, Giuliano let his men take Corleone into his tent.

　　 At this time, Corleone had basically recovered his ability to walk, but he needed to continue to recuperate for a while.

　　 In this luxurious tent, in addition to Giuliano, there are also several backbones of the blood gang standing inside.

　　 These people looked at Corleone who walked in with a serious expression, and the wild boars with hippie smiles also closed their mouths tightly.

　　 Corleone has stayed in the camp these days. He knows the identities of these people more or less, but he doesn't know why he is not allowed to leave.

　　 Giuliano smoked a cigar, and said in a calm tone: "Are you ready? Mike Corleone."

　　 And Corleone was at a loss now, and he didn't know what he was going to prepare, so he could only bite the bullet and hum.

　　 "I have found out your identity, a small farmer from West Yemal Kingdom. You used to be a miner slave under the Marquis of Markas." After that, he sneered a few times.

　　 "Then your slaves killed Markas' only son and fled to the land of no owner."

　　 "You are so courageous, you dare to do something against the nobles? Do you still have King Fa in your eyes?" At this time, Giuliano's face was full of anger, murderous.

　　 "You are such a humble commoner, and you have been a slave who is inferior to a pig or a dog. Why do you do something to the nobleman?"

　　 "Answer me! Why are you, what are you?" Giuliano's saliva splashed on Corleone's face.

　　 Corleone was silent for a moment, and then categorically replied: "I just want to live and save my family, even if it is a nobleman."

　　 He looked at Giuliano with a firm gaze and said: "As long as I stand in my way, I will do it without hesitation. Is the life of a nobleman more precious than that of my family and that of my family?"

　　 "This is your answer?" Giuliano's expression looked full of contempt.

　　 "Yes, this is my answer, and I am very grateful to you for saving me, Honorable Giuliano."

　　 "I also hope you can let me go. I will repay you in the future. I will never break my promise."

　　 In my heart, Giuliano is quite satisfied with Corleone's performance, after all, most of the "business" of the blood gang will harm the vital interests of the nobles.

　　 If a person is still in awe of the nobility, will he do his best when he acts? Maybe someday the blood gang will be sold.

　　 Giuliano's expression instantly became cold, as if all those words were performing, he leaned back in the chair and continued:

　　 "You owe the kindness of the blood gang now, and you are not qualified to bargain with me."

　　 "Your answer can only be considered reluctantly. If you dare not kill even the nobles, then you are just a peasant who can't get rid of slavery."

　　 This made Corleone feel surprised. He even scolded himself for killing the nobles just now. Why did he suddenly say such a sentence?

　　 Giuliano can see through Corleone's thoughts at a glance, after all, the kid in front of him is only 15 years old, and his thoughts are on his face.

　　 "Then sign this contract. You will serve the blood gang for three years."

　　 "If you are still alive in three years, you can choose to leave and do what you want to do."

　　 Giuliano’s voice just fell, and the expressions of the backbones in the back row became very interesting, and Corleone quickly wanted to refuse.

　　 For Giuliano, he felt that the kid in front of him had reached the minimum qualifications to join the blood gang.

　　 You know, no cat or dog can join the prestigious blood gang.

　　 First of all, he must be a wanted criminal, a criminal offering a reward, and the reward must be large enough, and of course he must be a "normal person."

　　 If he is a pure lunatic like the lame gang, he must roll as far as he can and will never recruit in. Corleone is still qualified.

Secondly, the strength is strong enough, and the blood gang will never recruit waste. At this point, they still don’t know how strong Corleone is~www.readwn.com~ but judging from the big sword he carries, it shouldn’t be particularly bad. It remains to be verified.

　　 The last and most important thing is that it must be approved by the leader. Anyone who is not pleasing to the leader can never join.

　　Why do the other backbones of the blood gang find it interesting? Because once you join the blood gang, you can’t withdraw for the rest of your life. Contracts and the three-year period are all "nonsense" by the leader.

　　 And Giuliano also learned that the boy in front of him was willing to go out of the city with the "tomahawk bone" mercenary group for two companions. Such courage and sacrifice also "added a lot of points" to him.

　　 As for the deeper reason, it was buried deep in Giuliano's subconscious mind, and he didn't even realize it.

　　 This 15-year-old boy corresponds to the heart-wrenching and desperate memories of the night 15 years ago.

　　 The Shaq with the broken corner looked thoughtful, but he would not disclose relevant information to anyone. This is a diehard who has absolute loyalty to Giuliano.

　　 Giuliano raised his left hand towards Corleone, motioning for him to kiss the sapphire ring on his little finger.

　　 Now Corleone is completely caught in a dilemma. His life-saving grace needs to be repaid, but his family needs to save it by himself.

　　 Corleone clenched his fists at this time, his thoughts in his mind kept rolling, and when he noticed the displeased expressions of several other blood gang members, he realized this.

　　He is in the camp of the gang. Corleone still doesn't know the reputation of the blood gang, but one thing he knows is that if he chooses to refuse, he may not get out of the tent alive.

　　 Then there is no need to struggle anymore, not to mention that there will be no chance to escape from this gang in the future.

　　 But is the blood gang really that easy to get rid of?