Chapter 961 961 The Goblin King Belongs to the Troll
Chapter 971 The Goblin King Belongs to the Trolls
Heather, who was taking the Dawn people on a leisurely tour of Grand as a tour guide, told Lu Yu what she saw and heard today.
Little Cornwall continued his father's style and continued his terrifying and cruel rule. He knew that as long as the magician was still on his side, he could do whatever he wanted.
To become stronger, selling blood in exchange for food has actually become a trade revenue generating point for the Grand Empire.
Not only that, he also strictly controlled the flow of people to prevent citizens under the empire from escaping, so that more people could continue to work for him.
You can live, but you can only live. This is the current situation.
"The Grand Empire is just a pasture for a few people. Regardless of race, here they are just livestock raised by them."
Cellululu thought this was a leisure trip to experience exotic customs, but after returning to the empty island, she kept clenching her fists.
If it weren't for Seliel, a nation that is angry with both humans and gods, the social experiment of ordinary people's tolerance in the extraordinary world conducted by the two Cornwalls in the Grand Empire would definitely rank first in the Tyrant of the Morning review.
As the house cat said in the letter, for ordinary people in Grand, life cannot get any worse.
After discussion, Lu Yu and Serra decided not to directly give the victory to Portus.
Although with the help of Dawn's mechanical god, victory or defeat was determined from the beginning, they needed the people on this land to believe that victory was inseparable from the blood that surged throughout their bodies when they rose up to resist, and their bravery that was not afraid of death.
Only in this way can they regain their dignity as human beings, instead of being domesticated animals by the Cornish father and son, and Portus can further establish the majesty of the new king.
Portus understood that this was Lu Yu's good intentions, and also understood that this was an observation and test for him, so he tried his best to contact the people who had long been connected with each other and had grievances against the Grand Empire in the shortest possible time.
long-standing slaves and people.
The house cat chose him for a reason, and within days, the Grand population was in turmoil.
"No magician sent by the Grand Empire will be spared."
After receiving the order from the lord, Chenxi's high-level magicians began to intercept and hunt. Without exception, no news was heard from the magicians in various territories of Grand who tried to suppress the civil uprising.
Having lost their elite group of high-level magicians, and facing angry people that were several times or even dozens of times larger than their own, various city-states in Grand fell one after another.
Grand's ruling foundation built on violence and blood is as fragile as sand. There is no need for the sky island to appear before a prairie fire has set the throne on fire.
All this took just over a month.
Portus completely cleaned up the Grand royal family and nobles. The royal family headed by Cornwall Jr. was put on trial by him, and the final verdict was quite ironic.
When Little Cornwall tortured his slaves, he especially liked to make them drown in sewage full of excrement, in order to trample on their dignity and destroy their will to resist. Therefore, under the gaze of countless angry Grand people, the judicial officer appointed by Portus
Treat him with the same punishment.
Seeing Little Cornwall and others die miserably like stinky dead pigs, covered in filth, Heather and other former members of the Knights of the Star sighed in relief. The regrets in their hearts, and the depression that filled their chests in their midnight dreams, were all there.
Everything was released at this moment.
Twenty years ago, Grand and Thoreson renewed the peace agreement, with Lu Yu and Lulu sitting in the audience as witnesses.
Twenty years later, the signatories of the peace agreement became Baiper and Thoresen. They were still in the audience, but this time, they became the promoters and facilitators of the agreement.
Facing the endless stream of Baipo collar people who came to express their gratitude, Lu Yu symbolically drank tea instead of wine, then pushed Heather out and acted as the spokesperson of Chenxi, while he and other Chenxi people quietly
left.
Knowing that Grand's collapse was all due to Chen Xi, the leader of Bai Po suddenly became uneasy, thinking that he was not polite in some way and had made this powerful magician unhappy.
Portus, who has become the new king, has seen clearly that the reason why these incredible magicians are deeply involved in the affairs here is just because of the domestic cats.
Before the assassination, the domestic cat dictated the contents of the letter, and no one had any idea of "reminiscing about old friendships." In the blink of an eye, Grand collapsed suddenly, and suddenly looking back, the source of everything turned out to be a letter and a past event.
This may be the only opportunity for the young Baipo Kingdom to come into contact with the world's top magician. From now on, their fates will no longer be intertwined.
"Captain Heather."
Captain, a familiar yet unfamiliar title, Heather turned back to look at Portus.
"Grand is destroyed, the past will return to dust, don't you plan to come back?" Portus said, "I have heard the story of the Knights of the Star since I was a child. Captain Hester and Captain Heather were both mine.
The person you aspire to be.”
Heather raised the wine glass, touched the rim of Portus' glass, and drank it all in one gulp: "I stopped being the group leader a long time ago, and now I have a hometown I am more attached to."
After a pause, she smiled brightly: "If you really long to be me, does it matter whether I come back or not? You can also be me, the original star."
Heather's words made Portus open his mouth slightly, and his eyes gradually became firm, as if he had made up his mind.
There was no notice, no farewell. After the agricultural team taught the experienced farmers in Baibo how to handle crops, the people of Chenxi left quietly just like the dinner that day.
The short knife used in the assassination of the domestic cat was placed by Lu Yu in a room dedicated to storing valuables, along with another dagger he had given to himself before.
Entering this showroom for the first time, which holds many memories shared by fathers and mothers, Celluloid's eyes lit up.
"This silver maple leaf is?"
"It was a gift from the silver maple tree before your mother and I got married. Come and touch it."
Celluloid gently twisted the broad silver maple leaves. The slightly tough leaves glowed with a faint fluorescence, and her fingertips were warm. In a trance, she saw her mother and father interlocking their fingers, and the top of their heads was slowly falling like raindrops.
The silver maple leaves reflect the charming and dazzling soft light cast by the silver maple trees.
"See?"
"This is?" Cellululu stared at the leaf in her hand in surprise.
"Of course it's the souvenir left by the silver maple tree for us." Lu Yu laughed, "Your mother and I went through a very tortuous road before we finally had you."
"Humph." Cellululu raised the corners of her mouth, "The so-called twists and turns are actually..."
Lu Yu tapped her forehead: "You are a little kid but a ghost."
"Why are you so grown up? Isn't this what dad has already done? Otherwise, how could I have two mothers?" Cellululu suddenly burst out of curiosity, "You haven't told me yet, what exactly is it?"
How did you get your stubborn mother to be frank? What happened in the first place?"
Lu Yu quickly changed the subject: "Let's wait until you grow up."
"Wow, dad is so cunning. I want to use the 'wish roll' that you and Lu Lu lost in the card game. This is my bedtime story tonight!"
"Why would he give you the 'Wish Scroll'?" Lu Yu was stunned.
"You lost to me at cards."
"ah?"
Lu Yu was convinced that his lovely daughter's understanding of [Song of Legend] was limited to card drawings and background stories. After all, she usually focused on physical skills and did not have more energy to allocate to the entertainment of card battles. So how did she do it?
Defeat Lu Lu, a veteran player?
"I'm learning now and playing now. I won inexplicably after playing hard. It's not as difficult as I thought. However, he was quite depressed after losing. He always muttered, 'lucky players don't get far.'
'God beat the dog' or something." Celluloid shrugged.
Speaking of which, Lu Lu did seem a little depressed these days, and it turned out that this was the crux.
"Anyway, the wish roll is here. I must hear how you got mommy today!"
The celluloid ears perfectly inherited Serra's flexibility, and her tap dancing was extremely agile.
Lu Yu and Noel were both a little confused about how to deal with their daughter. Fortunately, Sigrid's appearance and the news she brought gave Lu Yu an opportunity to change the subject.
"Let's put the wish paper aside for now, we're in Yas."
In the vast Lotan plains and mountains, adventurers from various countries are still busy. People wearing mithril badges can be seen everywhere hunting wild beasts in small groups. From time to time, several parties will be involved because of the issue of the ownership of the trophies.
A fierce quarrel broke out.
"Are steel and mithril so common?"
"It seems that white wood and black iron are no longer available. When we were still active, these two brands were the most popular."
"Twenty years later, and experiencing another wave of magic, the incompetent Shiraki and Kurogane are both dead. Those who survived naturally have two brushes."
"You couldn't see gold-level adventurers in situations like this before. Well, there are two over there."
Seeing that the other party was watching this side warily and entering a state of preparation for war, Judith laughed disapprovingly.
Back then, gold was an insurmountable gap for them, and Judith and the four of them could never forget the despair of being chased into the goblin underground maze with no way out.
Now, except for Warren and Waller, two people who focus on cultivating monsters, who are still hesitating at the fifth level, Judith and Olga have already studied high-level magic at the seventh level.
In their eyes, gold compared to the fifth level is no longer worth mentioning.
After a small display of strength, the two golden adventurers introduced the current situation in this area in awe-inspiring tones.
The Kingdom of Yas has been fragmented into territories over the years, and now the most powerful force here is an above-ground kingdom called Blackwater, ruled by trolls.
During the magic wave, when all parties were engaged in conquest, Blackwater chose to quietly cultivate fertile land.
After being destroyed by natural disasters, we will continue to cultivate, destroy, and cultivate again until the bad luck of natural disasters is gone.
This perseverance finally allowed the trolls to have mountains of food, sit in a warm home, and watch the storm outside.
"Do you still hate them as much as you did decades ago?"
The young gold-level adventurer sighed helplessly: "We didn't know much about the past, but now, I only know that Blackwater is very safe, and troll merchants rarely use various excuses to find fault with what we brought.
Spoils of war, withholding our reward.”
Another person was more direct: "They are always more disciplined. Even we are more willing to do things for the Blackwater Association."
Judith and others who were listening silently looked at each other, and Lu Yu and Lulu were even more embarrassed.
Twenty years ago, labels related to goblins here were always inseparable from cunning, evil, and cruelty.
Everything seems to have changed.
Lu Yu took out the statue: "Huo Gu, it seems that his successor has done a pretty good job. Don't you want to come out and have a look?"
"Let's talk about it later." Huo Gu yawned and said perfunctorily.
The mist demon was twiddling its big fluffy tail, but when it heard Huogu's cold reply, it chuckled.
"You obviously care about it, otherwise why would you wake up as soon as you arrive in Yas?"
A series of snoring noises came from the other end of the communication statue. Apparently, Huogu had not interrupted the communication.
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"Master Chacha?"
Several calls in a row woke up Chacha from a light sleep.
His vision was blurry. Even if he regained focus, he could only see the blurred facial features of the person in front of him, and things further away looked like lumps of color crumpled into a ball.
He coughed heavily and the people around him quickly stroked his back. His skin was as dry and wrinkled as an old tree and had no elasticity.
"cold."
As soon as Cha Cha opened his mouth, the trolls who were much taller than him released fire element magic, but even with the fire ring spell, the chill lingering around Cha Cha's body was still released from the inside out, eroding the body bit by bit.
Cha Cha reached out his hand tremblingly and brushed it against the fluttering flames to get a hint of warmth.
Suddenly, he hovered his hand and let the flames scorch him. In the stiff numbness, the pain finally broke through the barrier blocked by the cold and spread throughout his body like lightning.
"Lord Chacha!"
The troll priests quickly stopped him and suddenly burst into tears looking at his burned withered hands.
"Priest, a group of humans handed over a box and said that Master Chacha would definitely want to meet him after reading it."
"Humanity?"
The priest reached out to grab the box, but was immediately reminded by the person next to him that it might be a scam.
After carefully opening it, the priest looked at the objects in the box and became furious.
It was a severed hand of a goblin.
"Human beings are hateful!"
"You actually humiliate us with this!"
"Intolerable!"
Angry voices came and went.
Lying on the bed, Chacha coughed and said, "Bring it here."
"Sir, they are cursing..."
"Bring it!"
The box was placed in front of Cha Cha, and with just one glance, his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Due to numbness, his fingers had lost most of their sense of touch, but the moment they touched the objects in the box, a warm current suddenly surged through his body, and his ailing body miraculously regained its vitality.
"Bring them here, quickly..." He spoke too fast, and Cha Cha coughed again.
This time, he coughed up blood.
Feeling the urgency in the words, the trolls did not dare to neglect.
Lu Yu did not expect that the successor designated by the Goblin King Solan, Chacha, the Lord of the Blackwater Trolls who had experienced the rise of magic power, was still a short and skinny Goblin.
It was this Goblin who was already haggard on the hospital bed, unprotected by magic power, and had lost the opportunity to transform. He led the tribesmen who came out of the underground palace to establish an above-ground kingdom step by step, and realized the "unable to see Solan".
"Walking in the Sun" vision.
Lulu stepped forward to check Cha Cha, but Cha Cha smiled and shook his head to stop him.
"This body has reached its limit and is hopeless."
"The trolls have twenty years left, but I only have twenty years."