Chapter 12 The Arcane Monastery
In a tense atmosphere, Cassius finally said:
"I see that you have wonderful bones and are extremely smart. You are a talent, no, a demon. Are you willing to be my vassal?"
Lang Pu was relieved and stopped the fireball technique he was constructing.
He replied rather flatteringly: "From the perspective of surrendering to the strong, of course I am willing to become your dependent. After all, you are a powerful red dragon."
But before Red Dragon could reply, he tentatively raised his head again and whispered:
"But I also want to know, what benefits does becoming your dependent bring to me and my tribe?"
"This ogre is really not easy to fool, he is very clever. If it were an original red dragon, it would have been sprayed into dregs by a breath of flames. I am the only one who can discern pearls."
Cassius couldn't help but groan to himself.
However, in view of the scarcity of spellcasters, the red dragon decided to deal with this ogre "Corporal Courtesy". He used the momentum of the leader's speech in his previous life and spoke slowly:
"I can see that you are different from ordinary ogres. You are very smart and pursue knowledge and wisdom."
Lang Pu nodded somewhat helpfully.
Who can understand the bitterness of staying among a group of ogres who only know how to eat.
"But are you willing to spend the rest of your life eating and sleeping in this narrow valley every day?"
"Are you willing to only associate with these people of your own race and be turned into a bounty by adventurers who break into the valley one day in the future?"
Seeing that the ogre was a little moved, Cassius continued to increase his intensity, bewitching the ogre like the devil in hell:
"Don't you want to control a stronger power, see a wider world, and let your name be sung by the bards?"
"Submit to me, and I can provide you with endless food, power beyond imagination, and knowledge as vast as the stars. Let your talents really come into play, and I will build a great empire."
The red dragon paused: "Imagine that you will become part of my great blueprint."
Cassius's pie is getting bigger and bigger as it is painted, anyway, the more the merrier.
"I, I..."
The ogre was too excited to speak.
Lang Pu thought deeply, with a trace of hesitation in his eyes.
These words had a great impact on him. As an ogre, he began to think about whether there was any other meaning to life besides eating for the first time.
His ogre clan members had already gathered around them, but they were afraid of the boss being angry and didn't dare to disturb them. However, they couldn't help but cheer when they heard the word "food":
"Surrender! Surrender!"
"Food!"
Although they can't understand anything else, they can hear the food,
"Now, I need an answer."
"Are you willing to be my dependent?"
Cassius's tone was impassioned.
Finally, Lang Pu's eyes became determined. He raised his head, knelt down with his fat body, and said solemnly:
"The gods witness that I, Lang Pu, the lord of the ogres in the Gluttonous Valley, the smartest ogre in the world, am willing to become your vassal and conquer the world for you."
The red dragon was not moved by this rather "magnificent" scene of allegiance. He only felt a little thirsty.
He secretly thought that this great intelligence had stayed in the mountains for a long time and had not experienced the beatings of human society. Even with 17 points of intelligence, he was still fooled.
"Cassius, your master, remember this name."
"Yes, my noble master, I am willing to be the sword in your hand and the shield in front of you, charging into battle"
The ogre spoke passionately and wanted to continue his lines, as if he had fallen into the fantasy of the "great blueprint".
"Don't talk like that."
Cassius interrupts Trump's improvisation,
An ogre that is three meters tall and weighs one ton speaks in such a bard-like accent, which is strange to hear.
"Yes, Master."
The ogre magician wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Oh! Oh oh oh!"
The ogres cheered again, wielding their assorted maces, wooden maces, and large bone clubs. In fact, they didn't know what happened, they just vaguely knew that there seemed to be a new boss at the top.
And according to Big Head, the second smartest ogre in the tribe, they can eat more, which makes these greedy guys very happy.
We have a new boss! ”
The "smart guy" in the ogre team cheered.
Lang Pu corrected him seriously: "It's not the new boss, it's the master, or your majesty."
"Okay, old boss."
Lang Pu couldn't bear it anymore and raised his big stick again.
"Old man, why are you still beating me?"
"Ouch!"
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Leading the ogres to move into the territory, the red dragon curiously asked the ogre magician:
"Where did you learn the spells and those books?"
Lang Pu rubbed his head and recalled for a moment before replying:
"A few months ago, I ate a mage who was riding in a carriage. The skin was tender and the meat was delicious. There were many books in his carriage."
As he recalled the memories, the ogre couldn't help but lick his lips, with an intoxicated look on his ugly face. It seemed that even wisdom could not change the gluttonous nature of these ogres.
"It's best not to eat humanoids among my men."
"Yes, Master."
Lang Pu looked a little disappointed. Those thin-skinned and tender-meat mages were obviously delicious, but for the sake of the "great blueprint" in his heart, he had to accept this demanding request for an ogre.
But for Cassius, this is a necessary requirement. It's not out of pity, but because he plans to recruit a large number of players under his command in the future. If his dependents still retain the bad habit of cannibalism, they may not be eliminated by the players.
"By the way, take me to see that carriage."
The red dragon looked a little weird, and he had already guessed what was going on.
Following Lang Pu to the hidden place in the valley, Cassius saw the dilapidated carriage.
Although it has been idle for a long time, the exquisite gilt pattern decoration still exudes a luxurious atmosphere, and there is also a gilt medal inlaid on the inner wall of the carriage - the pattern is an eye representing true knowledge and two crossed staffs.
"Sure enough, it's the Arcane Monastery, or a senior membership medal."
"Tsk, tsk, it's really a waste of time."
Cassius sighed secretly.
The Arcane Monastery, a well-known mage organization in later generations, was founded by the famous legendary archmage Trafalenlo.
Members will meet regularly to share magic knowledge, exchange research results, and sometimes take the opportunity to seek help and eradicate evil. Its branches are all over Erezege, and there seems to be one in Anzeta.
Cassius laments that the goddess of fate is unpredictable.
An aristocratic mage apprentice with high hopes, a member of the Arcane Monastery, and the expectations of countless people. However, he does not have much magical ability, but he suffers from the mage's arrogance.
He disobeyed orders, refused the help of his family, and went out on his own to take risks. He may have said something like: "My fate is up to me, I can't help it." Similar words of youthful spirit.
He wants to gain a foothold in the wilderness, kill monsters, rescue the princess, seize treasures, gain merit, and create his own legendary adventure story.
As a result, before the poor apprentice had gone far, he was knocked unconscious by the ogre who was beating the autumn wind everywhere, and he swallowed it in one gulp.
In the end, not only the box of precious books he carried with him, but also the expensive magic equipment passed down by his family were also cheapened by others.
In the end, a strange combination of circumstances turned his murderer, a crude and ugly ogre, Lang Pu, into a rare ogre magician.
(End of chapter)