Chapter 49 Troll Warlord Ogg
Northern Territory, Winter Lake City.
Winter Lake City is located next to a huge glacial lake. The ice floes in the lake reflect the skylight, and the snow mountain glaciers on one side of the city melt into waterfalls and flow into the glacial lake.
Icicles hung from the outer edge of the city wall. In front of the city gate stood two giant statues of orcs wearing armor and holding battle axes. The pack team of the Starlight Chamber of Commerce entered the city gate in an orderly manner.
The guard is human and will let her go after checking the paperwork presented by Lena.
There is a festive atmosphere in the city, and free people take to the streets to play. This class covers multiple races such as orcs, half-orcs, and humans.
Yeats rode through the streets. From the corner of his eye, he saw street performers breathing fire, tigers biting elk in cages, and market stalls filled with exotic goods.
Over the head, two griffins hovered. On the backs of the griffins were knights wearing barrel helmets, plate armor, and holding lances.
"Gryphon meat can be made into stewed meat rolls with vegetables, and the aroma of vegetables can be used to neutralize the sour taste of the meat..." Yeats murmured to himself.
Gray's forehead: (ノдヽ)
After staying with Yeats for a long time, I feel that eating gryphon meat is completely acceptable!
The arrival of the Starlight Chamber of Commerce made the citizens enthusiastic, but Lena's eyes did not stay too long on this group of citizens. This business trip has overcome many difficulties, and the items shipped are all expensive. Naturally, we need to negotiate with the chiefs and nobles.
The pack team stopped in front of the inn of the local merchants' guild, and Lena invited Yeats and others to enter the inn to rest.
Yeats inquired with Lena and learned that the registration location for the poetry festival was at the entrance to the city's arena.
The Aurora Poetry Festival is a grand event in the North. Not only the nobles of the North, but also free people are eligible to participate, provided that the entry fee of five gold coins is paid.
"Be careful when you go to the arena." Lena said in a serious tone, "There are many pickpockets in Winter Lake City. A well-dressed and young master like you is the most concerned target of thieves!"
Ye Zhi was only wearing a simple animal skin windbreaker and woolen sweater, but she looked outstanding and looked well-groomed.
It belongs to the person who pretends to be a person.
“Pickpocket?” Yeats nodded, “I remember.”
Yeats has 99% of the professional progress of a rogue, which means that for mortal thieves, he has the skills An absolute advantage!
When preparing to go to the arena, Yeats saw Herod coming to ask Lena to resign, saying that he would lead his personal guards to leave the team and would not be able to return until a few days later.
After the Frostwolf Cavalry incident, Lena already knew that Hilud was a descendant of the Red-Haired King, but she didn’t ask any questions and let her go easily.
Leaving the inn, Yeats reminded Hilud: "Your whereabouts have been leaked. I am afraid there will be changes on the way, and you may meet an assassin."
Hilud nodded. Said: "I will pay attention."
"Paying attention is not enough." Yeats handed over a jar of potion, "This is the antidote that I personally prepared. Bring it with you in case of emergency." Required.”
Hilud pondered for a long time, took the potion, and said with a smile: "Thank you for the reminder... and the antidote."
The iceberg beauty's smile was so bright and moving that Yeats was in a trance for a moment, feeling emotional in his heart.
According to the plot, this antidote may be related to the life of your Argonian herald.
Is it enough to say thank you? Why not commit yourself to it!
Yeats only dared to say this in his heart, waved his hand magnanimously and said: "No need to thank you, it's just a small effort."
The Argonian herald stood quietly behind Hild, watching Yeats's expression and thinking to himself.
Does this Lord Baron have some interest in Sir Hild?
Or maybe he has some thoughts about the throne of the North?
Lord Hilud is the claimant to the throne of the North. As long as Lord Yeats marries her, he may become the prince of the North in the future.
A baron is far from qualified to marry Sir Hild.
However, Yeats has a close relationship with the Night Goddess, and is even the envoy of the Winter Goddess. Combining with Lord Hilud might help her ascend to the throne... The Argonian nodded secretly.
I agree to this marriage!
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On the way to the arena, Gray bought a bag of dried fish from a vendor and ate it while walking.
Grey: (^～^)
Yeats stretched out his hand and said: "Give me one too."
"I bought it myself." Gray hid the dried fish behind her back and showed a wary look, "If you want to eat it, you can buy it yourself. "
Yeats raised his hand to summon the snow leopard and picked up the little snow leopard's neck: "Here comes a small dried fish."
Gray looked at the snow leopard and saw it widened. With sapphire eyes, his attitude suddenly softened, and he took out a small dried fish.
“Give it to me and I will feed it.” Yeats said.
"Here." Gray handed it to Yeats.
Yeats stuffed the dried fish into his mouth, and while chewing it, he recalled the little snow leopard back to the demon pet plane.
“Ah woo...(￣～￣)”
Grey: (O_o)??
Yeats: “It tastes pretty good...you watch me do it like this What? ”
Gray: "Didn't you say you came to feed the snow leopards?"
Yeats: "I just said I came to feed them, but I didn't say who to feed them to."
Gray: (`Д*)9
Bang!
Before Gray even touched Yeats, Yeats was already hit by someone.
The little boy who bumped into Yeats turned his head, showed a worried look, and said: "Yes, I'm sorry, sir!"
Yeats showed a gentle smile: "It's okay, just be more careful next time you walk."< br>
The little boy nodded repeatedly and left quickly.
I walked into an alley, weighed my heavy money bag, and couldn't help but laugh.
Opening the money bag, his expression suddenly changed: "Why is it a stone?"
other side.
Yeats weighed the money bag in his hand, opened it, and couldn't help laughing:
"Oh, you are so rich, you have one gold coin and thirty copper coins." He probably ran into you after stealing from an unlucky guy."
Gray looked at Yeats, who had a wealth-obsessed look on his face, and said, "Where did you come from? Did you learn this skill? ”
"Grandmaster, I'm just giving you a meal."
Yeats smiled happily, put nine copper coins on the wooden barrel placed on the street, and put them into Gray's hand: "I'll give you a reward, and I'll buy some small fish later." Eat it dry."
Gray's eyes lit up, he rubbed his hands and suggested:
"How about Yeats, how many more children are you going to steal?"
< br>Yeats: "..."
He is worthy of being an outlaw with a flexible moral bottom line!
Outside the arena.
Beside the empty open-air arena, a wooden table was set up, and a flag was set up next to it.
The person in charge of registering the Aurora Poetry Club is a fox girl from the Isu tribe, with charming peach blossom eyes and a fluffy fox tail.
After a simple handover, Yeats handed over the purse: "There are five gold coins in it."
The fox girl stared at Yeats, stretched out her hand to take the money bag, her eyes were filled with autumn water, and she said softly:
"A beautiful young master like you will definitely be favored by the goddess of art. I would like to congratulate you first." You have achieved great results."
At this time, Yeats saw a shadow cast over the table, the fox girl's pupils shrank, and the burly figure behind Yeats was reflected in her fearful eyes.
Yeats turned around and saw a huge troll standing behind him.
This troll has blue skin, strong muscles, and long teeth. His eyes are not as cruel as ordinary trolls, but appear deep and bright. It had a bag of spears hanging on its back, wore fur armor, and looked like a hunter.
"You, are you here to sign up to participate in the Aurora Poetry Festival?" the fox girl asked tremblingly.
"Stanza? Me? How is that possible!" The troll seemed to have heard a very funny joke, and let out a series of laughter. "I came to hunt moose! The moose hunting event of the Ice Lake Festival is also held in Register here!"
"Yes." The fox girl nodded quickly and said in one breath: "Hunting moose only requires a gold coin registration fee, and then you can enter the lakeside forest to hunt. The lord puts it The giant moose will be rewarded with three hundred gold coins. I declare in advance that the lord is not responsible for any deaths caused during the hunt! "
"Is there a gold coin for the registration fee?" The troll revealed? embarrassed With a look on his face, he scratched his bald head and laughed, "My money has been stolen. Can you wait until I hit the giant moose to make up for it?"
The fox girl did not dare to speak, her face was expressionless. White... Trolls can eat people! The Isu tribe is also in the troll tribe’s diet!
"Don't be afraid." The troll seemed even more flustered than the fox girl, waving his hands repeatedly, "I won't make things difficult for you. I, Ogg, will never bully the weak!"
Yeats was suddenly startled: "What's your name?"
The troll looked back at Yeats, with a friendly glimmer in his eyes, and a grin on his ugly face: "My name is Ogg, what can I do?"
"Phantom Wings" 》The troll war general, Ogg.
In the plot, he joins the resistance of the Kingdom of Beasts and establishes great military exploits!
"I paid this gold coin for him." Yeats took out three gold coins, "In addition, my guards and I also want to hunt giant moose."
Conversing with Yeats, the fox-man girl was obviously relaxed Many, completed the registration for Yeats, Ogg, and Gray, and gave them a small iron piece as a voucher.
Troll Ogg wrapped the small iron piece with his broad palm, carefully put it into his pocket, and grinned:
“Thank you for lending money to Ogg, I will pay it back as soon as I have money. Here you go."
Yeats smiled dumbly, feeling very reassured about the troll's character.
"You are Ogg's friends." The troll smiled kindly, "I invite you to have dinner at Ogg's house!"
Gray was stunned for a moment, could the dinner at the troll's house be? ...a cannibal feast? !
Yeats readily agreed: "Okay."
Gray looked horrified:)Д(
Ingredients can be unpopular, but not unpopular!
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The troll stepped forward and hummed a tune in a good mood. Yeats and Gray followed behind him. The troll was seen helping the human woman selling bread to carry the barrel along the way. He received a basket of bread as a gift and laughed heartily. .
While passing by the alley, a group of ragged children swarmed up and hugged the troll Ogg's thigh, and he distributed the bread to the children.
“I always feel that this troll is not a troll at all?” Gray said strangely.
"You will know when you see his house later." Yeats said.
Soon, the two followed the troll to a low house.
The troll lowered his head, knocked on the wooden door, and said with a smile;
"Mother, I'm back!"
Squeak——
The figure who opened the door, Lingge Lei was stunned for a moment.
The gray-haired human grandmother hunched her back and said:
"Og, you're back... who are these two?"
"They are my friends." The troll smiled heartily, "I want to invite them to have dinner at my house!"
< br>"So that's it." The old lady smiled kindly, "You go inside first and rest while I make stew."
Yeats smiled slightly.
“I won’t bother you, let me cook dinner!”
(End of this chapter)