The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 96 The King

At the gate of Hyde Fortress, a large number of corpses piled up, including some faded and witch corpses.

These should be the faded people who were repaired in Hyde Fortress, and they have also experienced what Ire Church experienced at the beginning.

"It's so miserable." The mountain demon blacksmith said.

The mountain demon incarnated by Ratan was dressed in rags and remained silent.He wants to hide his identity, and the battlefield in front of him can only be regarded as a small fight for a demigod who has experienced the shattered war.

These corpses may not be enough for him to eat for two meals.

Nameless observed those corpses, and also frowned:
"Hyde...is it so powerful?"

Although there are corpses of faded people, they are very few. Most of the corpses have strange clothes and coats of arms, and they should be soldiers of the lord of a certain place.

Nameless counted, and the ratio of corpses of these strange soldiers to the soldiers on Hyde's side reached twenty to one.

Almost twenty people died on the opposite side, and only one died on Hyde's side.

Now Wuming's hanging heart was relieved.

In such a situation, Fort Hyde should not have fallen.

"Say something for me." Wuming patted the leg of the mountain demon blacksmith.

The mountain demon blacksmith roared unmoved:
"Hyde—is he still alive?"

After a while, Hyde's short blond hair appeared on the top of the fortress wall.However, he wore an iron mask representing the lord on his face.

On the one hand, it represents the majesty of the lord, and on the other hand, it can effectively prevent flying arrows from headshotting.

Hyde and the archer appeared on the city wall together, trembling over the wall to visit, only to be relieved when they found out that it was No Name.

The gate of Hyde Fortress was opened to welcome Wuming and his convoy into the city.

Sure enough, the city was much cleaner. Although there were traces of fighting, the spread was limited, and it was only concentrated in the square where the fortress had just entered.

"Is the war so critical now?" Wuming exchanged greetings with Hyde, "It has reached your neutral zone."

Hyde smiled wryly: "There is no neutral zone. There is no power. Neutrality means a piece of bacon hanging there. Whoever grabs it will be the one."

"I think you are quite strong, and you can hold it." Wuming said, "Is it the credit of those faders who came to you to find jobs and glory?"

"It's the faders, but not the faders," Hyde said. "My fortress can be saved, this time thanks to a fader."

Hyde enthusiastically pulled Wuming into a room and introduced to Wuming the great hero who saved Hyde Fortress.

In the room, a bronze-skinned female warrior is eating a big piece.

"This is Nefelilu, but she is a powerful warrior who can work for Sir Gideon Offnell in the round table hall." Hyde introduced.

"Why are you always cooking when I see you?" Wuming showed a disgusted face.

"People are iron and rice is steel." Nefeli bit the ham, "Father said that a smart brain also needs nutrition."

Hyde looked back and forth: "Do you know each other?"

"A bit of friendship." Wuming said, "Didn't you say that your adoptive father told you to go to the Lake District? Why did you come to Fort Hyde?"

Hearing this, Nefeli was a little embarrassed, and her eating speed slowed down.

She wiped the grease from her mouth and smiled awkwardly: "I didn't go."

"Promising." Wuming was surprised, "It seems that you have indeed grown."

In Wuming's cognition, Neferi should be the type who would obey Sir Baizhi.

"I was already reflecting on it last time." Nefeli said, "I will implement my beliefs."

She thought of something, with a serious expression:

"As soon as I came back from Galid, I saw that Ningmgfu was in chaos. Countless corpses were lying on the side of the road, and the weak were ravaged, plundered, and killed...the scene of purgatory on earth. I saw the same scene when I was a child, but I am no longer the young and weak child at that time, and I can't just sit idly by when I see something like this again."

Hearing Nefeli's meaty and generous speech, Hyde silently wiped away tears, clenched his fist in one hand, blushed, and seemed very excited.

Wuming did not respond, just nodded:

"good."

"It's not bad. I risked being scolded by my adoptive father and postponed his mission. This requires a lot of risk and a lot of determination."

Nefeli was dissatisfied with Wuming's bland reaction, so she rolled Wuming's helmet with oily hands, and after a while, it became shiny, reflecting Nefeli's puffy cheeks.

"Hyde is miserable." Wuming said, "My store is also miserable. It's not only miserable being killed and ravaged, it's also a kind of desolation to be alone and forgotten in the corner of the border."

"Will it be bleak?" Nefeli didn't understand.

Nameless gave an example: "Do you think that if Baizhi couldn't walk with a cane one day, had no strength to eat, and was incontinent, but there was no one around him, wouldn't it be miserable?"

Nefeli imagined for a while, then shuddered:

"It's really miserable. If a hero like foster father becomes like that, I'm afraid he would rather die."

Nameless looked at Hyde with a gloomy voice and bright eyes:
"My store is in a terrible situation. The customers have all gone to Fort Hyde, and the agreement to help us has been put on hold, right?"

Hearing what Wuming said, Nefeli also looked at Hyde in surprise.

Hyde was in a hurry, his face flushed red:

"You're right. Is your store my parents? I also have a lot of things to do."

"I saved your life. If I saved your life, wouldn't that be recreating parents?" Wuming said seriously.

"Don't even think about it!" Hyde's face turned purple now, "I am the eldest son of the orthodox regime of Ningmgfu, don't try to take advantage of me. According to you, Nefeli also saved me, do you want me to recognize her?" Be a mother!"

Wuming rubbed his chin, carefully examined Hyde and Nefeli, showing a thoughtful look.

It seemed that he really had to seriously think about whether it was feasible for Hyde to recognize Nefeli as his mother.

Hyde said: "My place is a neutral zone. Every day, many Freedom Riders come to rest and take in refugees. I really can't do anything."

Hyde glanced at Neferi as he spoke, as if trying to clean himself of the stain.

Wuming withdrew that aggressive gaze:

"Forget it, anyway, our business route has been rebuilt, and we can communicate with each other in the future."

Seeing that Wuming was no longer aggressive, Hyde heaved a sigh of relief, and asked Wuming curiously:

"I have nothing to trade here, what else do you want to communicate with me?"

Wuming said: "You can help me consign and sell things. I bought a batch of armor. It happens that you have a lot of soldiers."

"Alright." Hyde calculated that he wouldn't lose money, "How to divide the profit? [-] or [-] cents?"

"Zero ten." Wuming said.

"Huh?" Hyde thought he had heard wrong.

"It's just that you help me sell things on consignment, and all the money I get belongs to me. You can just pay for some manpower." Wuming explained.

"How do you make it sound like you're being generous?" Hyde said. "My manpower is not money?"

"I can exchange some information with you." Nameless said.

"What kind of information can be so valuable?" Hyde was very reluctant.

Wuming signaled Hyde to come over with his ear.

Hyde leaned over suspiciously.

"Sell your Nefeli's disposition, hobbies and habits." Wuming said in a low voice.

Hyde suddenly pulled away, his face flushed:

"You you you... what do you mean?"

"I'm not interested. I'm just selling information. How you use it depends on you." Wuming said, "In other words, it depends on what you mean. Or, are you interested?"

Wuming had come into contact with Hyde before. Although this man was not calm, he advertised himself as the son of a lord and always paid attention to etiquette and manners.

This Hyde's demeanor in matters related to Neferi is quite out of character.

Hyde's previous excuses for himself were more like explaining to Nefeli than he was explaining to himself, and he would glance at Nefeli's expression from time to time.

It is very deliberate to emphasize his noble status and show his noble sentiments.

As long as it is profitable, Wuming is ready to tear up this little cover-up.

Hyde's face was cloudy and uncertain. Seeing Nefeli's curious expression, he immediately raised his chest and raised his head:
"Don't even think about it, I am the eldest son of Ningmgfu's orthodox regime, and I must always keep my eyes on the righteous way."

He waved his fist at Wuming far away:

"I will not bow to the evil forces."

"It's quite backbone." Wuming was surprised.

Wuming persisted, he no longer had to worry about a sale:

"let it go."

Nameless looked at Nefeli:
"I'm going to arrange a caravan to go to the Lake District, do you want to drop by?"

Hyde also looked at Nefeli after hearing this question.

Nefeli hesitated.

She said: "If there are still a lot of tragedies along the way, I'm afraid I can't just sit idly by. That will delay your trip, so forget it."

Hyde spoke, staring at Nefeli:
"Then I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to go to the lake area. There are wars in almost the whole area of ​​Ningmgfu. Don't tell me you will never carry out your foster father's mission?"

Nefeli asked:

"There is always a moment to calm down the war, right?"

"It's a long time," Hyde said.

"Then wait until peace comes." Neferi replied.

"One person's power is limited." Hyde said, "Even if you help every time you see injustice, it will be difficult to change Ningmgfu."

"Is there any way?" Nefeli said, "It's only one person who can be saved. I can't bear the wind of being defiled."

Hyde said: "I have other ways to quickly pacify the entire Nimgof and bring this land back to life."

"What way?" Nefeli widened her eyes, expecting Hyde's answer.

"The war in Ningmgfu originated from the downfall of Grek, and many lords wanted to become the king of this area." Hyde said, "But their strength is similar, and in the process of fighting, they will shed countless blood and plant countless trees. groans and curses."

"So what's the solution?" Neferi asked.

"Ningmgfu needs a king. Only with a real king can the ambitions of the lords be curbed. An orthodox king." Hyde said, "And I am the son of Ningmgfu's orthodox regime."

"Sounding calculation." Wuming looked sideways at Hyde, "Just say that you want to be king."

"Oh, I'm familiar with this." Nefeli said, "Father also said that as long as he can become the king of Elden, under his rule, the weak will no longer be bullied."

Wuming looked sideways at Nefeli again:
"I thought I was good enough to draw cakes, but I didn't expect... I am indeed a senior of the round table."

Hyde shook his head:

"No, I won't be king. I know that I don't have the talent to be a king—I don't have strength. I want to use my blood to support Neferi as king."

"Eh?" Nefeli and Wuming were stunned at the same time.

"What new routine is this?" Wuming was curious.

"Yeah, I'm just a warrior." Nefeli was a little embarrassed, "I only have brute force, I won't be a king, hehehe..."

"Brute force is enough. Strength is the reason for being king." Hyde said.

"Greek also has strength." Wuming said.

"That's why he became the king." Hyde said, "The difference between King Nefeli and Gregor is that in addition to strength, she also has a noble heart and sees the right way."

Hyde looked at Nefeli squarely:
"It is worth my entrusting Ningmgfu's orthodox regime to her, and I will assist King Nefeli to govern."

Hyde's rainbow fart made Neferi feel a little overwhelmed, like a little girl who was suddenly proposed, she twitched and talked about him.

Nefeli saw Nameless:

"What do you think?"

Wuming thought for a moment and said:
"...a good thing."

The choice Hyde made was beyond Wuming's expectations, but it did no harm to Wuming.

The Nefeli are indeed good and powerful.With her in charge of Ningmgfu, this piece of land that has not been plowed by the war will soon be rejuvenated and produce a steady stream of value.

And I have a good relationship with Nefeli, which is the most important thing.

Wuming said to Hyde: "You actually came up with such a brilliant idea, I underestimated you a bit."

Hyde shook the golden retriever triumphantly.

Wuming continued: "But even if there is Nefeli, it is not easy to deal with the formed army of the lords. Nefeli has not yet reached the point where one person can form an army."

"I will try." Nefeli raised the axe.

She seemed to have been encouraged by unnamed affirmation to accept Hyde's offer.

Wuming ignored Nefeli, of course he wouldn't expect Nefeli to grow into a powerful warrior like a demigod—how could he make money if that was the case.

Nameless asked about Hyde's attitude.

Hyde looked determined: "I still have a fortress. With my bloodline, I can also call some people."

Hyde is indeed a coward, with no strength and no ambition to compete for the throne.

He has always been evasive, although his eyes are on the right way, but it is only his eyes, it is difficult to stay away.

He has noble blood, but his weak character only makes him willing to become the lord of a small town in a remote area, and he is unwilling to recruit soldiers and horses to compete with other lords for the throne.

Seeing Nefeli, Hyde thought it was a good opportunity to get Nimgf back on track.

Hyde has the kind heart to see the righteous way, but he doesn't have the strength to realize kindness.

When the enemy soldiers approached the city, Hyde once again experienced the embarrassment of being trapped on the bridge.

It's just that the enemy this time is smarter and crueler than the people.

The golden lightning pierced into the desperate darkness. When Neferi rushed out of the forest and killed all the enemy troops, Hyde knew that he was lucky enough to meet a strong man once again. strong.

And when Nefeli finished killing the enemy, cared about those dying poor people, and showed grief, Hyde felt that he had met the king.

For the sake of the king, for the first time, he prepared to use his blood to call for more troops.

"So you are ready to recruit troops." Wuming said.

"Yes," Hyde admitted, "I'm not doing it for myself—"

"Good thing." Wuming applauded, he didn't care how many twists and turns in Hyde's heart,

"How can you send troops without equipment? Many of my armors are high-quality goods. Good things that have survived the broken war and have not been damaged. I will sell them to you at a low price..."

(End of this chapter)