Chapter 473 A negotiation that did not yield results
Nick Fury finally got a place where he could sit and talk, which made him feel as if he was respected.
Of course this is respect.
Barbarians are just called barbarians, but it doesn’t mean they don’t even have culture.
On the contrary, the barbarians are probably the Nephalem with the clearest inheritance of the past.
Because of the existence of the Holy Mountain and the fact that the first generation of Bulcaisel never died, the past has never been a legend to the barbarians. If it is not preserved, it is the personal experience of an ancestor.
This place is a stone house located next to the Elder's Temple. There is no decoration inside. There is only a stone that looks like it has been cut into squares as a table, and there are only two simple pieces on both sides. stool.
Even the one without a backrest.
Simplicity is the life habit of barbarians. Simple life and passionate fighting are the standard features of this ethnic group.
Leiko, who was sitting in front of her, was not sitting in a neat posture, nor was she very ladylike.
The sitting posture of Da Ma Jin Dao made Nick Fury feel as expected. Who can expect barbarians to understand the social etiquette of today's humans?
After all, it is cumbersome and full of hypocrisy from so-called "adults".
Of course, there is nothing wrong with saying it is part of "civilization".
"I need to know..."
"Before you say anything, are you really not going to tie up that team of hounds outside?"
Reiko looked at the so-called "oppressive" sitting posture in front of Nick Fury, and asked with some suspicion.
This look from Nick Fury is not candid at all and seems redundant.
Being led by several dogs and about to fall to the ground, no matter how you look at it, it will only be full of comedy.
Leiko did not tease Nick Fury because of this, which means that both parties to the negotiation have been placed on an equal footing.
"It's okay, I just want to know when Bulcaisel will come back?"
Nick Fury had to adjust his posture to avoid being pulled off the stool by these dogs running to Leiko's feet for a head rub.
The first step of the conversation obviously didn’t go smoothly.
No one knows whether this is Nick Fury deliberately embarrassing himself in exchange for the other party's contempt or whether he is used to these behaviors.
But the impact is not big.
"Bulkessor? Indeed, he is the Immortal King. Perhaps you should listen to what he has to say about the future of the barbarians. But one thing is that what you want to say can indeed To the point where he listens.”
Leiko smiled, a little narrowly.
She didn’t think Nick Fury in front of her could tell that level of news.
As for the news that is not of that level of importance, it is enough to tell Leiko.
Nick Fury looks interesting, at least that's what Raiko thinks.
“If I say that I control the life and death of mankind, that is pure lies. But if no one in this world cares about this more than me, probably no one will object.
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I want to know, in your assessment, what is the winning rate of humans when facing Malthael? At least how many deaths will it cause?”
Nick Fury’s words were very serious, and this seriousness also made Reiko become serious.
Nick Fury’s responsibility is admirable. But most of the time, this approach will only lead to a middle finger.
Even the result may not be good. What is the benefit of this approach?
"Seriously, I am now. There is no answer to such a precise number. If you had asked me more than ten years ago, I might be able to give you the answer you want.
But does that matter? "
Leiko took out the Immortal King's gravel hammer and put it aside, looking at Nick Fury up and down.
A guy who looks very shrewd, I don't know why there is Such an idea.
Taking care of the safety of the world without being recognized by everyone? How arrogant is this idea?
The Immortal King! The gravel hammer appears here just to remind Nick Fury to pay attention to his position. For Nick Fury, Reiko is an unstoppable powerhouse.
But Reiko has taken it seriously, so Nick Fury had better not use some unscrupulous agent tricks.
"Nick Fury, you may be described as great, but the two adjectives self-righteous and stupid will definitely be on your tombstone."
Leiko laughed directly, and then took out the The spirits dug out from Burcasso's collection were placed on the table.
At this time, Reiko looked as if she was not the one who made the reminder. The movements of her hands attracted Nick Fury's attention.
Just when Nick Fury was about to use his electronic eyes to analyze, he remembered that he had come here in his true form.
He seemed to regret it at this moment.
Nick Fury's own eye was not blinded because of improper cat caressing, it was because the fragments of the grenade almost destroyed all the vision in his eye.
But he didn't gouge out the eye, he just covered it with a blindfold.
Perhaps the original accessories throughout his body are Nick Fury’s pride as a human being.
“Are you going to drink to my stupidity and self-righteousness?”
Nick Fury's one eye looked at Leiko's self-centered behavior with some dissatisfaction. Maybe there is still a curse on the barbarians in my heart.
After all, people who are despised will always have such thoughts, but that doesn't matter.
Everyone has the right to curse others in their hearts. As long as it is not turned into actions, it is definitely not wrong.
This is human freedom, the freedom to love or hate whom.
“Cheers to your self-righteous but greatness.”
Leiko pushed the simple wooden cup on the table. It was made casually in her spare time, so it looked a bit crude, but it would definitely not leak.
Nick Fury directly picked up the cup and drank it in one gulp.
Leiko smiled while drinking wine.
“What I want to tell you is that if Malthael wins, then all humans will die. Even names like death and eternity will appear on the death list. There will be no compromise, no lingering.
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Reiko said extremely scary words, trying to see some panic or other emotions on Nick Fury's face. Is this probably a trick?
But she didn't get what she wanted.
"What if you win? Will all the dead be resurrected? Or will it be determined under a certain will who is qualified to be resurrected?"
Nick Fury's question is very serious. The sharpness was beyond Leiko's expectations.
What kind of person would think about this kind of thing before fighting?
Raiko thought that Nick Fury would at most ask questions about who else could be the winner besides Bulkesso.
After all, a battle has broken out between High Heaven and the barbarians.
And those guys in the Burning Hell have not given up causing trouble.
Leiko doesn’t understand why Nick Fury would think of such a distant place. The so-called ending is full of uncertainty, at least before Bulcasso made his declaration.
“It will probably go back to the way it was before we were here. Of course it’s just a rough idea.”
While Reiko recalled the silhouettes she had seen in "Destiny", she speculated on Bulcaisel's thoughts. In the end, we can only give this answer.
Leiko kept recalling, but she couldn't see the figure of Bulcasso in that memory, but she was sure of one thing!
That is, Bulcasso does not go beyond the category of "destiny"! Because she remembered that Uldyssian had appeared in Destiny!
Even if Uldyssian defeated the Nephalem's father, Inaris as destiny! Uldyssian also had no record of escaping his fate.
"If that's the case again, I still have to wait until Bulcaisel arrives."
Nick Fury lowered his head, and a glass of wine made him feel tipsy that he had not seen for a long time.
Nick Fury does everything in moderation.
Unlike Dugan, who would exchange his salary for cigars, he has always restrained his material desires.
Compared to an ascetic monk. It's just that there are no such strict requirements.
Whether it is drinking or eating, it will not have the slightest impact on his decision. He has completely separated his humanity and responsibility.
This posture is very similar to what those archangels once looked like. Their nature and responsibility are not related at all.
Except for that guy Tyrell.
"Then you can leave with these dogs now."
Leiko rubbed a few dog heads at her feet and smiled softly.
Compared to Bulkeso's overly clear-cut attitude of love and hate, Leiko is more like an ordinary person.
At least a little more complicated.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been unclear about Kanuk’s attitude as an ancestor.
When several dogs heard such words, they howled in waves, as if they were announcing their reluctance.
Outside the stone house, Banal was staring at Kanuk.
Banal couldn't worry about these dogs, and Kanuk couldn't worry about Leiko.
Banar's inner softness is rarely specific to any warrior, but he can tell in detail anecdotes about the furries he once took care of.
And Kanuk, a... person who loves but doesn't even dare to say it, uh, a licking dog?
“The question goes back to the beginning, when will Bulcaisel come back?”
Nick Fury looked at Leiko with burning eyes, resting his hands on the stone that served as the table, Maintaining his seemingly "oppressive" but actually funny posture.
"It's almost time. When he comes back, you will probably be able to hear from his mouth the declaration of who is the final winner."
Leiko slowly raised her head and reached out to hold the Immortal Flower. The long handle of the King's mace.
The body began to exude a unique aura, containing the legend of Volusk, the courage of Joriz, and the angry aura of Leiko herself.
She has never been a composite of multiple existences, even if she is constantly adding some qualities from other existences.
But this is called taking over responsibilities, growing and polishing oneself.
Leiko is Leiko, and she won't always be the legendary chief of the Bull Tribe.
But she will always be the legendary Barbarian Leiko!
The warrior who always gets the most powerful trophies in battle and who always gets the most praise in battle.
Nick Fury did not change in this spirit, but the dogs stretched out their tongues one by one, as if they saw mice chasing and biting cats.
This is shocking!
The hunters trained by Banal are not much lower in intelligence than ordinary people.
Banar's body flashed red and he was about to rush in. For the Berserker, these innocent little cuties needed his protection more than their companions.
His companions are all very strong, but these little cuties are far from being powerful in his eyes.
But just when he was about to take the first step, he was locked by Kanuk's momentum.
“Get out of the way! Don’t block the road, at least move your lazy PG!”
Banal's words were not polite at all, but in exchange, Kanuk's eyes turned red!
Banar was stunned for a moment, but immediately snorted coldly.
“Are you sure you want me to move?”
A very threatening tone!
Kanuk only knows one way to move, and that is to charge!
Which ancestor doesn't know this?
Kanuk and Banal are naturally at odds with each other.
Because for Kanuk, the tribe is first, the ethnic group is second, Leiko is third, and the partners are fourth! No one but himself knows where Canuck has put himself.
Otherwise, his title would not have become a title among tribes like Chief.
"Until Bulcaisel comes back, I will protect this holy mountain! Even if Malthael appears here now, I will not be afraid."
After finishing speaking, Leiko left and started laughing. The power accumulated in the Holy Mountain for countless years rippled with her laughter.
This is probably what Warusk, who can only adjust everything in the Holy Mountain, expects.
The Immortal King needs the Great Elder and the Three Ancestors.
The Holy Mountain also needs an existence that can guard the glory when the Immortal King is busy.
Leiko's change was probably unexpected by Warusk, but there is nothing better than this.
"I won't be afraid, and I won't be afraid. But I still can't beat Diavolo." Banal snorted coldly: "What are you looking at! I can't beat Diavolo, can you? ”
Banar roared with displeasure as he faced Kanuk’s bloodshot eyes.
"You are a lunatic, but normal people will be afraid!"
Kanuk said this sentence almost word by word.
Looking at the way his shoulders dropped, he was already ready for Banal to hit him.
"You only speak for Leiko, and occasionally for the bull."
Barnar said angrily.
Then he picked up the husky who was holding his trousers from behind, and then rubbed the dog's head in annoyance.
The husky flicked his tongue, and it seemed that Banal's technique was very good.
“Do I need to pretend to be drunk now to avoid hearing about the disputes among the barbarians?”
Nick Fury deliberately pulled the corner of his mouth and pretended to smile bitterly.
Who knows what his true thoughts are deep inside?
If Coulson's fake smile is too professional, then Nick Fury's expression is the most natural acting skill.
But everyone knows that he will never reveal all his feelings.
Four thousand words updated.
Today’s update is expected to have a minimum guarantee of 6,000.
If there are only four thousand words, then tomorrow’s update will be an update of ten thousand words.
It feels like the time to wake up is getting later and later...
(End of this chapter)