Walking in the small dwarf town, except for Vlad who still rides his little white donkey Bayik, the tauren Tuoom knows that Bayik is not a real steed, and is determined not to let Bayik be his mount. He is very shameless.
He wanted Mo Hu back, after all, Vlad still didn't have enough money to equip each member of the Tauren Guards with a decent mount.
It's just a pity that before leaving, Bayik looked at Tuomu with a reluctant look, which looked very pitiful.
Of course, Vlad did not insist on using the little white donkey as a mount because he had feelings for it, nor was it because of its majestic horse. The little white donkey was not even close to the majestic horse.
The problem still lies with Mo Hu, but it is because Mo Hu has an extremely irritable nature.
It's embarrassing to say that Vlad is confident that his meager strength is not enough to subdue the Black Tiger. Even though it is tame and well-behaved under the dwarf's crotch, it will rebel when it reaches Vlad's crotch.
Vlad felt that it was embarrassing enough in front of his men, so he secretly decided to return to the city this time to resume the practice of demon fighting energy that he had given up for many years. Of course, it was not that Vlad was lazy, the real situation was that Vlad had not awakened the demon blood at all.
Cultivating demonic fighting spirit is undoubtedly a dream.
Vlad's return to the city to practice demon fighting spirit was just because he was unwilling to be a time traveler. He was unwilling to continue to be such a loser. After all, the demon world is still a world of the jungle and the strong.
Tauren Tuomu and dwarf leader Andre naturally had no objections to him. They were both convinced by King Vlad's domineering spirit, but it would be hard to say if they encountered some unruly people in the future. They could not guarantee that they would not
They will despise Vlad, look down on him, belittle him and rebel against him because of his weak strength.
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In addition to the tauren Tuomu who followed Vlad, the dwarf leader Andre also sat on Mohu and followed behind him to protect his safety.
As for Andre's rather domineering Demon Dragon, it is too big and conspicuous. The Hero City is very close to the dwarf town, so there is really no need.
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"The small town is actually divided into three parts, our dwarf settlement, the commercial settlement area, and the slum settlement area. This street is now in the commercial settlement area."
The dwarf patriarch Andrei rode on the Mohu, walked on the street, and introduced the layout of the dwarf town to Vlad.
Vlad looked at the brightly lit broad street, with pedestrians walking on the road as if it were daytime.
The nightlife in the dwarf village has already begun. There are scantily clad girls standing on the street soliciting customers, there are noisy casinos and wine shops, and from time to time there are heavily armed dwarf warriors patrolling the streets.
These dwarf warriors originally planned to stop Vlad and his party of unknown origins. When they got closer and took a closer look through the lights on the street, they found that their leader, Mr. Andrei, was also among them. They also found Vlad riding a Bayik.
, it didn’t take much effort to guess the identity of His Highness Prince Vlad. Although they were patrolling outside and did not return to the dwarf camp, they also knew that His Highness the Prince was visiting their tribe. Seeing that it was the leader of the tribe traveling with Vlad, they naturally became more respectful.
"Is the security in this small town very poor? Are there even armed patrols at night?"
"Our warriors are mainly responsible for the security of commercial settlements. As for slum settlements, some powerful demons will be elected to manage them based on the actual conditions of each block. Naturally, they are also responsible for security."
Vlad understood that this commercial street was equivalent to a wealthy people's residential area and a commodity trading area. The dwarf warriors were responsible for maintaining order here and protecting the wealth and safety of the merchants and nobles.
As for the slums, they should be managed by gangsters and powerful demons. Why elect some powerful demons to manage them? This is all to fool fools. Of course, the dwarf patriarch Andre did not want to fool Vlad.
, he knows and can’t fool him.
As for why he expressed it euphemistically, after all, it was an embarrassing thing.
Many of those gangsters and powerful demons are criminals, pirates and thieves wanted by the province, and there are countless brutal murderers among them.
Vlad couldn't help but fell into deep thought after hearing this. Is the situation in the Hero City similar to that in the dwarf town?
It seems that I will have to do some on-the-spot investigation when I go back.
"The four major families' industries are mainly in commercial areas?" Vlad continued to ask.
Dwarf Andre nodded.
"The street in front is the property of the Hackron family."
Vlad looked forward, and sure enough, there was a feast of entertainment in front of him. There were voluptuous, charming and sexy women soliciting customers, and some anemic ghosts in black windbreakers were guarding the door. Naturally, there were also customers with cheerful faces.
Vlad and the three of them crossed the street and reached the intersection.
Vlad suddenly stopped and looked at another deep alleyway across the commercial district. The deeper the alleyway got, the damper and darker it became. The red moon from the lone red moon hanging in the sky slowly covered the entire road.
Time has polished the black stone streets as smooth as a mirror, and the streets are a strange blood-red color.
Vlad seemed to see dark shadows swarming deep in the alley, and then heard faint wailing sounds, which seemed to be the wailing sounds from a beating, then seemed to be desperate cries for help, there were like crazy slashing sounds, and finally it seemed like the sound of a banshee.
The whine sounded so creepy that Vlad even became distracted.
"Your Highness, Your Highness? It's time to go."
Vlad turned to the puzzled dwarf leader Andre and smiled and said, "It seems that the transformation of the dwarf town will have to wait a while, but I have already thought of how to deal with the rats hiding in the alleys."
The dwarf patriarch Andre breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. He was really worried that His Highness would take down all the dangerous elements inside without knowing the right way. Hearing His Highness's tone, he should plan to take things step by step.
If Vlad had sufficient strength, for example, if he had the city guards as his backing, he would naturally push forward without hesitation.
But in fact, the power he has in his hands is only about fifty tauren warriors. Of course, the dwarves can only command a part of the warriors, and that part may be very limited.
Naturally, with Andre's shrewdness, he would not put all the treasure on his highness, the prince.
Vlad was confident that he could only command a very small number of dwarf warriors, and he could not guarantee that these dwarves would accept his orders without reservation.
This was his current situation. Vlad always felt that the more he understood the current situation in his territory, the more complicated, urgent, and troublesome it became.
He wanted his people to live a safe, free and happy life, but in fact it was difficult for him to get rid of the darkness under his nose. He knew that he was not capable yet and he could not act too hastily.
There was silence all the way, and the three of them quietly walked out of the east gate of the small town, left the dwarf town, and headed towards the Hero City.
Watching the three people leaving, behind the east gate, on the roof of an inconspicuous house in a secluded dwarf town, an owl-like bird stared motionlessly towards the east with blood-red eyes until Vlad and his three companions
People disappear completely, disappearing into the darkness.
The red-eyed bird then turned towards the dwarf town, passed through the bustling streets with bright lights, flew to the slums with only a few bright lights, and flew into the window of a remote old wooden house and landed.
Chirping shouted at the shaking black shadow in front of the window.
After a while, three vague figures in black appeared at the east gate of the town and chased in the direction Vlad left.