The physical fitness of the ogres is so good that one adult ogre can defeat fifty ordinary soldiers, so no one has thought of recruiting them, but they have all failed because these natives have too violent tempers and can easily suffer a little pain.
They will resist if they are disciplined, but if they are not forced to manage, they will fight alone as gangsters. How can they be as strong as a team?
In addition, these guys are very edible. The commander can't deprive them of their rations, otherwise they can wait for them to dry the logistics officer and make jerky. Anyway, these natives are used to being bandits. After killing someone, they will probably crawl into the hills.
, there is nothing you can do.
For various reasons, the nobles could only look at these powerful fighting forces with envy but had no choice but to do anything about it, but this was not a problem here in Downton.
The fighting power of the abominations headed by Quasimodo is much higher than that of the ogres. Not to mention resisting the disciplinary officers, these guys will be severely beaten if they complain even during training.
The ogres were used to being lazy and could not stand this kind of restraint. It was true that there were some hot-tempered guys who resisted, but their fate without exception was miserable. After the abominations had all their limbs broken, they were hung on wooden stands for public display.
There were also ogres who wanted to leave, but when they thought about the precarious life they would have back in the hills, they couldn't bear to live with three meals a day here, so they all stayed.
For the indigenous people, they have to face death anytime and anywhere, and being beaten is really nothing. So in a subtle way, they began to be tamed and the hostility on their bodies was polished away.
After thinking about all this, Lyman shuddered. Downton's strength was more powerful than imagined. If he could form a thousand-man ogre slave army, who in the entire Western Region could stop him? No wonder his tone is so bad.
tough.
"This news must be reported to the chief, and Downton's potential needs to be re-evaluated."
Lyman walked more than ten meters with concern. Only then did he realize that his entourage was missing. He looked around and didn't see even a ghost. Just when he didn't know what to do, he suddenly heard something coming from an alley not far away.
There was a faint groan coming from the room.
"What's going on? How dare someone brazenly rob someone on the street?" Lyman muttered and ran over quickly. Then he was dumbfounded.
The attendant was lying on the ground with a bruised nose and face, his hands protecting his head, curled up into a ball. In front of him stood a little loli, interrogating him.
Next to him was an undead man wrapped in white bandages and wearing leather armor. Its eyes were flashing with green light. It was very strange. Lyman remembered it. This was the ghoul servant from Downton, named Jackson.
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"You haven't told me yet? Why are you lying on the wall of my house and peeping?" Hu Tao had just put on the skirt in the morning, and now it had become dirty and had several holes.
"I'm lost." The entourage is from the Brotherhood. How dare he say that he is here for surveillance, otherwise he will be handed over to the sheriff and will definitely be hanged.
"Nonsense, little princess. He is lying. Whoever gets lost will end up on the wall?" Jackson kicked the follower. "If you ask me to break his fingers one by one, he will tell the truth."
"But Downton said that this is the royal capital and security is relatively strict, so we should avoid causing trouble." Hutao curled her lips. She really wanted to independently ask the prisoner the purpose of peeping, and then prove to Downton and the others that she was very smart.
.But this guy didn’t cooperate at all.
Thinking of this, the angry Hutao kicked the attendant in the stomach and bared his little white teeth to threaten him, "If you don't say anything yet, I will punish you?"
"My boss is a guest of Downton. You are mistaken." The attendant finally revealed some information.
"Who is your boss? Is he a bad guy?" Hutao was very excited. He finally found a breakthrough. Just as he was about to continue his efforts, he heard someone appear at the entrance of the alley.
"What are you looking at? Get out of here, or I'll blow your eyeballs out." Jackson was so stupid that he immediately blocked Walnut's body and growled at Lyman.
Before Lyman could think of how to speak, he saw the demon servant take a crossbow from his waist, click the crossbow bolt, load it, and aim at him.
"I am Di Polo." Lyman quickly hid aside.
"Boss, save me quickly." The attendant yelled.
"Little princess, it's okay. You can continue the interrogation." After hearing this, Jackson rolled his eyes and deliberately spoke loudly to confuse Lyman. He turned on the aura of agility under his feet and ran out as fast as possible.
Lyman hesitated for a moment and decided to take away the entourage first. Who knew whether this guy would say something he shouldn't have said, but as soon as he showed his head, he saw a crossbow nailed to his forehead.
"Hehe, if you dare to play tricks with your uncle Jackson, you will never die." Jackson looked at Lyman with a joking face, then turned behind him and kicked his butt, "Quickly go, or I'll shoot you."
chrysanthemum."
Lyman's legs tightened and he staggered a few steps.
"Little princess, I caught another suspicious person." Jackson expressed his gratitude to Hutao. With his wisdom, he certainly knew how to please the little Lolita.
"Yes, let's search your body first to see if there are any dangerous items." Hutao pulled out a dagger, squatted on the ground, and poked the follower's waist, "My patience is very limited, I will shoot you if you don't ask.
A hole."
"Boss!" the attendant's voice was shrill.
"Let's interrogate this one first. He's wearing good clothes. He must be his leader."
Lyman cursed secretly, this Jackson must be a habitual thief, he just stole his money bag, wait, what do you mean by staring at me like this?
"Why don't you have any consciousness of being a prisoner? Why don't you take off the ring on your hand?" Jackson kicked Lyman and taught him a lesson.
Jackson looked like he was looking at an idiot.
Being despised by a ghoul made Lyman almost angry to death. He roared loudly: "Your master and I are friends. If he knows that you are doing this to me, he will definitely break your legs."
"Hey, you think I'm stupid. If you are a friend, why do you let your entourage peek? He must be trying to steal Downton's things, yes, it must be like this." Little Walnut felt that she was very smart, and she guessed Lyman at once
The purpose is, "Quickly tell me, have you succeeded?"
"I'm really not a thief. Can you take me to see Downton?" Lyman hated his entourage. Why are you climbing on other people's walls when you have nothing to do?
Lyman actually knew that this was the spy the leader arranged around him because he did not trust him.
"I'm just curious."
The attendant quibbled, feeling extremely depressed. Who knew that this villa was guarded by ghouls? Those guys' sense of smell and hearing were better than those of purebred Alaskan dogs. They discovered him as soon as he climbed up the wall.
, and then was dragged down, unable to escape even if he wanted to.
When Downton heard the news and came over, his entourage knelt on the ground and said everything that should be said and what should not be said. There was no way, Jackson was so cruel that he tried to stab him with a sharp wooden stick.
At the time of chrysanthemum, the followers could no longer bear the pressure.
Lyman was very happy. If he had come a little later, he would most likely have had his anus fucked in order to keep it secret.
"I caught a big fish, and this guy is actually a spy of the Brotherhood." Hutao asked Downton for credit with a proud look on his face, "If we work harder, maybe we can find out where their treasury is?"
"
Hutao rolled up her sleeves and was eager to try. She had not forgotten the huge fortune she made after killing Doshav in the Dagger Mine.
"Stop talking nonsense, they are friends, let them go immediately." Downton was shocked. It must be a big deal for the Brotherhood to lose its treasury. It would be terrible if Lyman guessed that he did it.
Hu Tao's book of wisdom, which she spent most of her savings on, had been lost long ago. For a violent girl, she was better at fighting than sitting at a desk and making suggestions.
Lyman was at the second level of war. He couldn't defeat Hutao alone, let alone being pointed at by a crossbow. He didn't dare to stay longer. After complaining a few times, he didn't even dare to ask for compensation, limping.
Gone away.
"Who are the people in this family? You must tell the leader, and you must not send thieves to check his home." The follower wailed.
Lyman's answer was simple, just slap him in the face.
"I'm going to play!" Hutao grabbed a handful of candies and stuffed them into his mouth. He bit them loudly and ran away.
"Master!" Jackson smiled apologetically.
"Go ahead and take care of her. If Hutao gets hurt, I'll break your legs." Downton waved his hand. He wanted the little Lolita to enjoy a happy childhood more than the stern Homer.
Downton walked to the study, listening to the chants of the ogres. He sighed. If it weren't for a dungeon or a goblin housekeeper who could make money, he would not be able to make ends meet every day and couldn't afford to support these big guys.
Appetite guy.
"We must find a job for them as soon as possible." Downton didn't dare to look at the bill now. The huge cost would definitely blind him. Now he just asked Homer to quickly carve the teleportation array so that he could throw them back.
In the Western Region, let them attack the natives.
For the next ten days or so, Lyman did not show up. Downton was happy and free, completely immersed in potions. Under the guidance of Xia Luo, a great potion master, his knowledge improved by leaps and bounds.
Reading with the girl you like is undoubtedly a happy time, but unfortunately it will not stop forever. The new month is here.
"Brother, I wish you success!"
Hutao got up early in the morning and made breakfast by herself, but it looked a little bad.
"Are you planning to make me hungry and get zero marks in the exam?" Despite teasing, Downton still ate the food on the plate.
"Hey, you can get full marks even if you close your eyes. If you don't get the qualification, the examiners must be blind." Hutao admired Downton's wisdom to the extreme. She felt that her eldest brother was the most powerful and no one could compare with him.
enemy.
Celes looked at the backs of Downton and Elaine leaving, feeling very disappointed. She actually wanted to follow him and wait for Downton outside the examination room, but her status as the Death Banshee prevented her from doing so.
"Do you want to go secretly? I'll accompany you!" Hutao smiled, "I know you didn't sleep last night and have been making snacks."
"No... I didn't do it." Celes denied it strongly. Her two fingers were twisted together in a new way. The dozen or so hemostatic patches on them were very conspicuous. (To be continued...)