Days and nights of women's clothing in front of the Duke

"Since his servant is dead." Seeing Geji kill the last servant, Pogo cast his gloomy gaze on the luxuriously dressed master: "Just kill him together."

"Bah." Gage let go of his bloody neck, and his big gray-blue hands snapped off the head of the corpse.

Gage is a stunted deformity with thick arms contrasted with short, thin legs: "No, Pogo, we don't get in trouble."

Killing the servants is to get food, and killing the nobles will bring death, he doesn't want to be chased away by the red knight.

When Pogo and Gaiji were crossing the birch forest, they met hunting nobles. They hadn't eaten meat for several weeks, and they were so hungry and thirsty. The two secretly followed for a while. .

A team of seven people in total, the humanoids controlled the horse, and quickly smashed the human on the tall horse.

Gage has dealt with human beings. In Grandma's story, these nobles dressed in flimsy and luxurious clothes and with feathers on their heads are devils who grind their teeth and suck blood. Their bodies may be fragile, but they are born with disasters and will bring terrible disasters. doom.

But Gage knew that humans were far more terrifying than devils.

Pogo walked up to the stunned human teenager, aiming the sharp stone blade at the head.

"Pogo!"

Gage jumped over and knocked off the stone blade in his hand, and the brown eyes in the deep-set eye sockets rolled quickly: "Don't make trouble!"

"He will die if he stays here."

"It's different to kill him with your own hands! Humans are very smart."

Pogo snorted coldly, smashed another head melon, and began to eat to relieve hunger.

Gage glanced at him coldly. He was a little more cautious than his stupid counterparts. Gage looked at the comatose human being and sniffed lightly from the long, curly and thick hair like seaweed all the way to his waist. Gage From the small silver jug ​​on his waist, he smelled the ice spring.

He frowned, Gage was familiar with this smell.

When he was very young, someone brought a small kettle back to the tribe, and the tribe passed it on to see it, admiring that only the goddess of the moon could be worthy of such a beautiful treasure. Geji was very young, but he will always remember the little water bottle lying in the palm of his hand. The silver pot, shining in the moonlight, exudes a cold fragrance, better than any kind of flower.

At night, he couldn't sleep, and wanted to touch the small silver pot again. It was placed on the animal skin drum in the center of the tribe. Geji approached by the moonlight. Wet mud, sweating from nervousness.

Geji didn't meet any of his tribe, only a big snow-white bird perched on the animal skin drum with a small silver jug ​​in its beak.

Gage didn't have time to shout out, he saw a flaming arrow, as bright as the pupil of an animal, nailed to the animal skin drum with a peck.

The sound of armor rubbing against each other was suddenly loud, and he heard dogs barking, birds chirping, and the tingling of bowstrings.

After a moment.

Arrows followed like a shower, and the whizzing sound of piercing through the air made the scalp numb. Gage saw the faint red armor, and he turned around and ran, rushing into the woods like the wind.

In the end, no one survived, except himself, and Gage didn't know if he was still alive.

He knows that human beings are divided into three, six, and nine classes, but among those first, second, and third classes, there are not many nobles who can get ice springs. This is a hot potato.

Gage made a split-second decision to keep him, and told Pogo of his decision.

Pogo is a vicious but too stupid guy, very dissatisfied with Gage's decision, he fought with Gage, and wanted to give the nobleman several times.

"They say we are the low species, but I want to see what is in the head of the noble species."

Gaiji said angrily: "Kill him, you and I will not be able to get out of the wild jade sea, we will take him away."

He emptied the silk bag containing the pie, covered the boy's head, and carried him on his shoulders: "Go to the pointed hut, the robber will tell us what to do, let humans deal with humans."

A small dark wooden house leaning against the leeward slope, half-embedded in the mountain, with a tall roof that is pointed and narrow, and thin gray smoke creeping out of the thick chimney.

The dry wood in the fireplace exudes a warm pine smell after burning, which is a bit choking, but very comfortable.

Andy's hands and feet were tied behind his back, tightly tied, hanging high on the beam like a silkworm chrysalis, and a group of dark and chaotic mercenaries sat in a mess around the fireplace. Baked potatoes while guzzling ale.

Andy was so quiet, in fact he hoped the mercenaries never noticed him, but things always went wrong.

A tall, thin guy with a smart mustache stood up, wearing glasses, and said to the tallest and strongest mercenary in the room: "Boss, it's time for execution."

The mercenary leader spat out a mouthful of beer foam. He looked very tall and strong, and his appearance was also very rough. His face was red and rough, his beard was knotted, and his big red nose was like a piece of uneven meerschaum standing on his face. He smiled He said, "Don't worry, Vincent, let's listen to what this young man has to say."

Vincent licked his thin and white teeth and sat back in his seat.

The mercenaries answered in a hurry, wanting to fry and fry the poor young man, and to use his heart and liver as an appetizer.

Andy was terrified, tears welled up in his eyes, and he pleaded: "Dear sir, I am not a thief, I am a poet, I entered by mistake, I beg you."

The bandit leader laughed, and he patted Vincent on the shoulder and said, "What a polite boy."

He said, "I'm not a gentleman, call me boss."

"Boss." Andy argued: "Please believe me, I'm not a thief, I'm just a wandering poet, I'm too hungry, I didn't mean to break in."

He was so hungry that he ran into this log cabin to steal. He found a small barrel of wine in the closet, and some frozen potatoes. The soldiers caught it straight.

"Just let us roast him, the big guy hasn't eaten meat for a long time."

The tied up young man shook his head desperately, his face flushed red, swinging back and forth like a big sausage that was tightly strangled.

"Gentlemen! I swear I'll pay!"

The robbers laughed loudly, treating him as an object of entertainment during the day, pushing and shoving him like a football.

Two humanoids with different skin colors knocked on the door of the cabin, and got a quick response. Gaiji walked into the cabin with the hostage in his arms. He glanced at the silkworm chrysalis hanging from the beam, crying into tears. He smiled at the mercenary leader.

"Master Chief."

He is no stranger to human language, and is very proficient in dealing with these humble scumbags.

Pogo got a large glass of malt wine, happily squeezed into the middle of the mercenaries, and didn't care what Gage said. Compared with civilians or nobles, these vicious outlaws are not so repulsive to humanoids. It is strange to them Color and habit take for granted.

The mercenary leader hadn't seen these two wandering humanoids for a long time. He glanced at the gray-blue-skinned deformed species and the things in his arms, and said with a smile: "I heard that Isa is fighting for territory with the horses. Men are allowed to fight too, Gage, did you bring me a woman from the field?"

"No, it's something better than a woman, a lord with a title." Gage lifted his clothes, revealing the small silver jug ​​on the hostage's waist.

The face of the mercenary leader changed, and Gage stared at it for a long time, but he couldn't distinguish the emotion in those eyes. He couldn't guess whether he was happy or angry, but he didn't drive Gage out, but let him Vincent's hand locks people up.

"Tie more layers, don't take off the hood." The mercenary leader coldly ordered his subordinates: "Hang the thief who is hanging to the dungeon too."

Then he smiled at Gage: "Well, what do you want in return?"

Gage breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't dare to ask for a single silver coin, and finally brought trouble to the east, he thanked Dade for a while, and then left the hut with Pogo.

Robbers are used to extortion. One noble is to be arrested, and two nobles are to be released. They kill people and steal goods, and rob houses. They are not afraid of anything, but humanoids are different. , it is difficult to survive under the siege of the red knight.

Andy was hung on the beam of the dungeon, and there was a guy with his head covered lying on the ground. He was tired from crying, and he looked down through the weak light, and the thing lay motionless on the ground.

"Are you still alive? Hey—"

Andy's tears were streaming down his cheeks, sobbing as he watched the hapless man as best he could.

The dungeon was so dark that he could only see a pair of beautiful little leather boots in the light.

Andy yelled and slapped his throat, but he didn't respond. After an unknown period of time, the thing moved its legs, turned over slowly, and struggled to sit up from the ground.

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