The knight in the abyss

Chapter 338 Rumors in the Demon City
Lancelot turned his head and found that the person speaking to him was a hobgoblin dressed as a warrior leaning against the corner.After confirming that he had attracted Lancelot's attention, he simply nodded, and then moved his eyes to other places.

The three of them looked at each other, and everyone's eyes showed interest, so they leaned towards the hobgoblin.Seeing them approaching, the hobgoblin still didn't speak, and walked directly to the side.But that is not the speed of escape, obviously hoping that the three of them will keep up.

After only walking a few tens of feet, everyone came to a semi-enclosed corner of the hall.The two mucous membrane-like translucent walls blocked the prying eyes of other people in the hall, and also made the noise outside much quieter.

The hobgoblin spread his hands to the three of them to show that he didn't hold a weapon, but a veteran like Lancelot could naturally see that if necessary, he could definitely pull out the double knives hanging from his waist like lightning.

"I sell news, maybe there is something you want to know." The hobgoblin warrior said briefly.

Brutal looked unkindly at the hobgoblin with the flat nose, red skin, and muscular muscles.Dwarves have always been at odds with races such as goblins and orcs. For dwarf kingdoms and castles, ordinary goblin tribes are as threatening as a few rats in a warehouse, while hobgoblin armies are not as threatening as their gray dwarf compatriots .

Unlike goblins, who are stupid and weak, hobgoblins are not inferior to an average human in size and strength, but what makes them dangerous is the race's strict discipline and unrivaled desire for battle.

A hobgoblin tribe is a legion, and each individual has a military rank that determines their class status. In hobgoblin culture, lower ranks must unconditionally obey those with higher ranks. Only in this way can they fight and conquer triumph in glory.

Just like devils, this strict military discipline makes them very dangerous, even though they are far inferior to ordinary goblins in numbers and individual strength.Occasionally a hobgoblin or two escapes the rigors of the hierarchy and becomes a nomadic individual, relying on martial prowess and a clear head to survive.

"I guess you want to find a job with a good salary, but you don't want to be cannon fodder in the demon army." The hobgoblin stared at Lancelot and whispered, "The three of you are familiar faces, but you don't show it." If you look a little uneasy, you must be experienced adventurers, I guess, right?"

"So what can you offer?" Lancelow shrugged, without denying the other party's inference.

"More 'free' job opportunities." The hobgoblin showed an ugly smile on his face, "Want to hear about it? It only costs ten gold coins each, which is just for a glass of wine."

"Sounds good." Lancelot took out the gold happily, "Tell me, what is the task with the highest reward at hand?"

"The one with the highest bounty?" The hobgoblin frowned, "A group of drow nobles from Ched-Nasa are hunting down a defector, and the mistress of this family promised to pay [-] gold for capturing this rebellious mercenary alive." The reward in gold coins, if it is dead, is three thousand. They are also willing to pay for any news related to that rebellion, and the number depends on the value of the message itself."

Lancelot felt Axiian behind him change his standing posture.

"Interesting." He nodded, "Does that rebellion have any characteristics?"

"It is said that he can't grow hair due to the effect of some kind of curse, so he usually wears a hat, which is the most distinctive feature." The hobgoblin shrugged, and then patted the weapon on his waist, "The usual is Two cutlasses like mine, and a dagger hidden in a boot."

"We will keep an eye out." Lancelot took out a few more gold coins, "So, do you know any interesting rumors?"

"One gold coin."

The human knight flicked his finger, and a gold coin flew towards the hobgoblin, who grabbed it.

"Happy." The hobgoblin had another smug smile on his face. Lancelow knew it was because he had paid an unreasonable price, but he didn't care about it.Ordinary gold and silver are of little value to a cultivator, and only a few precious stones that contain the aura of heaven and earth are still useful to him.

"A large-scale war will break out soon. Urgog has been planning for this for a long time. The demons are very well prepared. I'm afraid this time they want to solve the problem once and for all."

Lancelot threw another gold coin.

"Many demon generals are dissatisfied with Urgog's growing position, especially Abharth the 'Bonebreaker', whose recruiter you have just spoken to. Rumor has it that the Bonebreaker is planning to Some kind of action to prove to the Mother of Demons that she is the better Commander-in-Chief, but certainly not in its capacity."

"Interesting." Lancelot nodded, not surprised.In terms of overall strength, the demons are simply a natural disaster, and it is difficult for any force in the multiverse to match them.What prevents them from conquering everything is the chaotic nature of the demons themselves. They will betray their companions for some interests that are not worth it at all, and at the same time they are very vengeful, which makes the Abyss almost always in a state of civil war.

It has to be said that this is the luck of other races in the entire multiverse.

"Is there anything else?" Lancelot took out another gold coin and threw it towards the hobgoblin.

"The big spider in the Miasma Swamp was killed, which made Snell, who had been having territorial disputes with it, very happy. The latter was the commander of the 'Howl of Souls' legion. What made him even more happy was that the legendary killer Already blew himself up in the hunt, which means he can save a huge bounty."

"How much is the bounty?" Brutal couldn't help asking.The dwarf had been severely bitten by the dark weaver, and if Lancelow hadn't acted in time, he might have confessed there.However, the situation was urgent at that time, and the glamor squad sent by the Mother of Demons was already close at hand, and there was no time to search for the monster's corpse, but this could not stop the dwarf's curiosity about missing the treasure.

"One hundred soul coins means ten thousand gold coins." The hobgoblin shrugged.

Lancelot suddenly felt uncomfortable. Although he just said in his heart that gold and silver are useless to him, it seems that it is not completely like that now, it mainly depends on the size of the amount.

"That's all." Lancelot decided not to ask any more, "Thank you for the information."

"Welcome to come again next time." The hobgoblin nodded and walked out directly.

Looking at his leaving back, Lancelot always felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where that familiarity came from.

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