Chapter 630: Limp

"Why, are you interested in following me? Do you have any disadvantages when you work with me! In the future, you elves can migrate to the ancient tree of war!" Roland's voice was like a devil in hell, full of inexplicable temptation.

"Yeah..." Vervie was shocked by the majesty of the ancient tree of war and was in a daze. He said whatever he said, so he nodded subconsciously at this moment.

"Bang!" Roland clapped his hands excitedly!

"Verway kneels down and listens to the seal! You will be Lord Lordaeron of the Kingdom of Lagrang from now on!" Roland opened his mouth and came.

"...Hmm!" Before Vervie could react, Omsk stared at the bull's eyes and turned his head to look at Roland with his head stiffly. His eyes were full of galloping grass and mud horses. What's the point? Is this Lord Lord Lordean?

"What did you say if it's not King Roland?" Verwei knelt down on one knee in one knee. He looked up at Roland and suddenly realized that his perspective was wrong. Before he could react, Roland quickly pulled out the Dragon Sword and tapped it on his shoulders.

"Hahaha! Get up, my grandfather!" Roland withdrew the Dragon Sword and opened his arms.

"???" Vervie was brainstorming. You took advantage of the situation when I was unstable. By cheating, by sneak attack, by not being virtuous.

"..." Ohmske, who was standing beside him, could not look directly at Roland's face.

"His Royal Highness Roland, have you misunderstood..." Verway stood up and patted Tu with a polite rather than embarrassing smile.

"Well? I just wanted to treason when I was loyal to me?" Roland said calmly with his eyes slanted.

"Puff..." Ohmsk, who was beside him, had already squatted on the ground and played with ants, as if an ant was a rare treasure without raising his head.

"..." Verway's eyes twitched, and you seemed to have that serious illness!

"Okay, in the future, these ancient war trees will be taken care of by your elves. You can take them to settle down, I'll go back first!" Roland blew up and got off.

"Wait..." Verway quickly reached out.

"It's okay, you can let your tribe live on the ancient tree of war. Although it is not as good as the magic well, it can at least enhance your life strength!" Roland ran away without waving his hand, leaving only the sound floating in the air.

"Your Highness! Wait for me!" When Ohmsk reacted, Roland had already escaped, leaving him shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Your Highness, don't leave! Wait for me!"

"How can I live if you leave? Your Highness!"

"Your Highness, please give me my horse!"

"My horse! My horse! Your Highness!"

Roland was galloping in front, and Ohmsk was chasing him wildly. There were at least ten miles from Jiliu City. It would be better to kill him if he had "stayed" 11 routes.

Roland, who had already left without a trace, suddenly realized something was wrong. After all, there was no one on the back of the Abyss War Horse that was running side by side with him... After a closer look, it turned out that Ohmsk had put the reins of the two horses together, so...

Roland turned his head and looked deep behind him, and couldn't help but silence for a few seconds for Ohmske - and you Ohmske, you are the real hero!

...

"Your Highness!" The soldiers at the city gate hurriedly greeted Roland at the city gate.

"Huh? The war horse under Omsk's crown? Where is the crown prince?" The soldier who led the horse for Roland said in confusion.

"He...he is exercising behind!" Roland said without blushing.

"Strange!" The soldiers scratched their heads, not understanding what a sixth-level hero can do to exercise. Shouldn't his physical fitness be top-notch? However, they don't understand the sixth-level world, so no one said much.

"I'm back!" Roland kicked open the castle door and smiled wildly. After prostituting three ancient war trees and fooling another elves, how could Roland not be happy?

"Come back? Where is Ohmske?" Yun Feng raised his eyelids and then lowered his head and asked.

"I'm losing weight later!" Roland waved his hand.

at the same time……

"Huhuhuhuhu~" Ohmsk came outside Jiliu City with a heavy breath.

"Uncle? What's going on?" The soldiers looked at Ohmsk's embarrassing look and met him one after another, thinking Ohmsk had been ambushed or something.

"Where is your highness?" Ohmsk did not answer but paid attention to Roland's whereabouts. It was not that he was too careful but that Roland was too crooked. He walked back slowly before. Since Roland had a "shameful" lesson, Ohmsk never dared to let Roland leave his vision, and could only run back all the way. The fighting spirit on his body was almost exhausted, which could be regarded as a new record of running like a horse.

"Your Highness is back, we wonder why you didn't come back with Your Highness!" The soldiers said angrily.

"It's okay!" Ohmsk entered the city with a dark face. He couldn't tell the soldiers that his horse was led away by a pit, so he could only run back, right? Then, is he a sixth-level hero? Do he have to be more face?

...

"Run back?" Yun Feng didn't even raise his eyelids, but based on the breath of the person coming, he could tell that the person coming in was Omsk, sitting on the chair, the old god was watching the book.

"Hmm? How do you know?" Ohmsk staggered and looked at Yun Feng, who was sitting on the chair with a look of surprise.

"When your highness comes back, you hold your horse, and when you come in, you pant like a cow..." Yun Feng flips a page of the book and said calmly. Although Yun Feng doesn't leave the house, his and Adolf Heinrich's mental power is not idle. The mental power of the two people has been scanning the city of Jiliu and the surrounding areas interlaced to prevent the erosion of evil forces.

"..." Ohmsk didn't say anything with a dark face, but grabbed the water cup and drank it all.

"His Excellency Verwei suddenly went out just now. What happened?" Yun Feng did not say much about Omsk's trash, but changed the topic.

"The ancient war trees in the Lordaeron area have been found. Lord Verve felt the huge vitality of the ancient war trees. After all, the connection between the elves and the ancient trees is more mysterious!" Ohmsk shrugged and explained.

"So that's it!" Yun Feng nodded in a clear way. He also knew that it was not surprising that there was an ancient war tree in the elves gathering place in the imperial area. However, it was extraordinary that this ancient war tree could still find the heir of the empire after so many years!

"That thing is useful. It's good to be a fortress. Unfortunately, we don't have elves to garrison and manage!" Yun Feng closed the book, rubbed his chin and thought to himself.

"This is another thing..." Ohmsk suddenly said embarrassedly.

"What did King Roland do... again?" Yun Feng paused for a moment and asked in fear.

"He went to fool Vervie, the patriarch of the grassland elves, and then gave him the title of Lord Lord Lordaeron while he was unprepared. Now Lord Vervie is still struggling. After all, the ancient tree of war is really attractive to the elves." Ohmsk covered his face.

"You're going to be a lame..." Yun Feng shook his head and laughed. It was he who knew Roland, who was right - Roland, the electorate of the Empire, King Romanian, King Lagrang, the great fool of Middle-earth, and the painter of the Northland, Lan!

"Absolutely." Ohmsk also said speechlessly. If something else was pride of the elves, it would probably be cursed. If it were the elves such as the ancient war trees and the grassland elves and the Kingdom of Lagrang are so familiar, it would be impossible to consider it. Ohmsk probably, with Vervi's personality, Roland's trick should be stable.
Chapter completed!