The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 27 As we all know, the intelligence of the brave is __
Wuming greeted Nefeli behind the shield:
"Hello, see you again."

"You actually help such a villain!" Nefeli slashed at Wuming angrily.

"What are you talking about, do we know each other well?" Wuming swung his shield and swung Nefeli's ax away.

Facing Nefeli with the middle door wide open, Wuming wrapped her arms around her, pinned her down, and took off the double axes.

"Take it." Wuming hummed a ditty.

"Bastard!" Nefeli struggled, "Just because your father expelled you, do you want to work for someone like Greg?"

Greco was overjoyed: "Where did you come from as a warrior?"

"It's just a businessman." Wuming saluted Gregor.

"Well, well, there is a big reward!"

Greg hastily gave Wuming a verbal promise, and couldn't wait to stare at Nefeli:
"And you, you're going to be a limb-grafting sacrifice—put her in the 'kitchen'!"

Wuming said: "Master Greco, this girl is very strong, but the detention is not enough, she needs guards."

"You're right." Greg nodded.

He called the captain of the guard and asked him to take care of Nefeli.

After arranging the matter of Nefeli, the limb-attachment finally had time to talk to Wuming:

"Warrior, what's your name?"

"My name is Wuming." Wuming introduced himself.

"You seem to be a Faded too?" Gregor said something.

"Yes, merchants, they have lost their blessings long ago." Wuming said, "I came to visit Shidong City, and found that the main entrance was wide open and it was in a mess, so I came in out of curiosity."

"The businessman has such a good skill?" Gregor asked.

"In today's borderlands, how can you be a businessman if you don't have any skills." Wuming said modestly, "And if you didn't consume her physical strength, I wouldn't be able to successfully attack her, right?"

Upon hearing the compliment, Gregor became elated and beamed with joy.

After playing for more than ten minutes, he restrained the smile on his face and asked Wuming:

"You seem to know that woman?"

Gregor looked Nameless up and down, and a faded man came through the front door to assassinate him, and another faded man rescued him.He who was naturally hostile and disdainful of faders began to suspect that Wuming and Nefeli were in the same group.

"Oh, we met in the round table hall." Wuming said casually, "Her father is Sir Baizhi."

"Sir Baizhi!" Gregor exclaimed.

"You know Baizhi?" Wuming asked.

Gregor didn't answer, his face gloomy.

As the weakest demigod in the borderland at present, Gregor pays special attention to those existences that may threaten him.

Sir Baizhi is the existence that can threaten the demigod.

Not only his personal strength, Sir Baizhi also has his own power, with the round table hall as the core, many people work for him.

This is also a powerful side.

"Is Baizhi finally going to attack me..." Greg's face was gloomy, and there was some fear.

"But you have caught her daughter now." Wuming said.

"It makes sense." Gregor was delighted.

With Nefeli, he has the capital to negotiate.

Gregor has already begun to consider taking Neferi as a long-term hostage.

"I can marry her as my bride, so that she will stay in Stone City forever, so that Baizhi can't do anything." Gregor was thinking about how to make good use of Nefeli as a hostage,

"But then you won't be able to use her as a graft..."

Regrettably, Greg looked at Wuming again.

Under the heavy armor, there must be equally solid limbs...

"Nameless fader, thank you for your help, I will hold a banquet for you, my friend." Gregor said to Nameless with a smile, "Stay here."

"Okay, it just so happens that my caravan hopes to come to Stone City to do business, so I'll also come here to inspect it." Wuming said.

"You still have a caravan?" Gregor said politely, "Where did you come from?"

Faced with this question, Wuming, who was originally cheerful, suddenly hesitated:
"Ah... It's not very convenient to disclose the faction we belong to. You also know that caravans are not popular."

Greg's eyes are full of nameless arms at this time, he doesn't care much about these polite words, and he agrees with a smile:

"Indeed, you can rest assured that I will not persecute you."

Seeing whether Greg was curious and unable to take the opportunity to elicit that lie, Wuming felt a little helpless.But he is not in a hurry, he has other things to do.

Stone City's merchants and supplies have long been cut off by Greco. Except for the meat he enjoys, he is unable to hold a banquet and needs to hunt temporarily.

Wuming was able to visit Stone City during this time.

Although Stonewell has been dilapidated and depressed, it can still see its former glory.

If it can be revived again, maybe it can really become a good city.

There are both cities and cities.

Nameless turned to what Gregor called the kitchen.

This is a large slaughterhouse, with various limbs hanging from the ceiling of the hall, and blood dripping down on the ground.

In the kitchen, there was another limb-attacher who was even more deformed than Gregor. He no longer had a human form and could only stand like a spider.Looking at the head with the limbs attached, it is still a young and handsome nobleman.

It is also unknown whether he voluntarily got the limb or was forced to accept it by Greg.

Nefeli's cell was on the second floor of the kitchen, guarded by several lost knights.

As a warrior in the wilderness, Nefeli would not just sit still. She hid at the side of the door, dormant with the patience of hunting wild beasts, waiting for the moment when the door opened, subdued the person who entered, seized the weapon, and escaped.

The door did open, but to Nefeli's surprise, it opened the back door.

"Oops, it's too late for a sneak attack..." Nefeli didn't have time to think, she kicked on the wall and rushed towards the back door.

The distance of one more room accelerated, and Nefeli became even faster.

But this swift pounce was still blocked, and her hands were grabbed by another pair of iron hands.

"It's really warm." Wuming smiled.

"you again!"

Neferi was angry.

She knocked on her knee and hit Wuming's chin.

This move was very effective, Wuming let go of his hand.

Nefeli's hands were freed, and she immediately hugged her knees and rolled around.

The knee bump just now didn't cause the slightest displacement of Wuming's chin, and even the helmet didn't deform in any way, and all the impact was equally fed back to Nefeli's unprotected knee.

Nefeli's knee was almost shattered, and what was more desperate than the severe pain was that she knew that there was no name, she couldn't escape, and her injured knee would make it even more difficult for her to escape.

"Your protection is not in place, it is better to have armor."

Nameless squatted beside Nefeli, covering her knees with his hands, and the warm light healed her injuries.

The pain and humiliation made the corners of Nefeli's eyes moist, and she gritted her teeth:
"And humiliate the enemy, you hateful fellow!"

Nameless took a few steps back, distanced himself from Nefeli:

"You clearly know what a good person is, and I saved your life."

"Prisoning me to the slaughterhouse saved my life?" Nefeli said.

"You don't really think you can beat Greco, do you?" Wuming raised his face.

Nefeli was dissatisfied: "Why can't I beat? That despicable guy."

"Despicable doesn't mean weak." Wuming said, "He is a demigod after all. Although his ability to connect limbs is not respectable, it is still a kind of divine power. Looking at his size, do you think the injuries he caused were fatal injuries? And Have you ever hunted large game animals and when are they most dangerous?"

Nefeli hesitated:
"When dying?"

Nameless nodded: "That guy's true strength hasn't been revealed yet."

"I don't see any power in him."

"He can absorb other people's limbs and use them for himself." Wuming said, "I have seen the same inferior guy, who becomes a powerful existence like a god just by devouring others. The big rune inherited by Grek obviously has quite potential, don't underestimate it." Look at the potential."

Nefeli pursed her lips: "So you are really saving me? Then why imprison me again? Together with me, you can definitely defeat Gregor."

Nameless looked at Nefeli with pity:
"Are you out of your mind?"

Neferi was stunned: "How do you know? My adoptive father often asks me to read more books."

"Greek is a descendant of the golden family." Wuming said, "The round table where your adoptive father is is also closely related to the golden tree. How can you give your name like this, not to make it difficult for both parties."

"But my adoptive father asked me to come." Nefeli said.

"What did he say?"

"He said...Let me lift the veil of the storm..."

"Oh, it's not your fault." Wuming understood, "I can only blame him for not speaking human words, he deserves to be unlucky."

Nefeli was a little apprehensive: "Did I ruin the foster father's affairs...The foster father is very smart, he will definitely not make mistakes..."

Wuming stroked his chin, thoughtfully:
"Maybe he didn't make a mistake, he just missed a little bit."

"What do you mean?" Neferi asked.

"You like to report your name before the fight, but just reporting your name does not reveal your identity." Wuming said, "Even if you fail, you still fail as an assassin, just a faded person who coveted the Great Rune, not Baizhi's daughter."

"That's right." Nefeli's eyes brightened, and she was a little puzzled, "Then what do you say about foster father's failure? It's not that everything is fine."

Wuming scratched his head and smiled shyly:

"I seem to have told Greco about your relationship with Baizhi."

(End of this chapter)