The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 403 Bilaire

"Clan Chief Allen, I'm afraid you need to go to Namur Fortress this time. Chief Bilaire has something very important to discuss with you."

In the stone castle on the top of the mountain in Green Lake Village, Allen and Mano Rankin were sitting in the host and guest seats respectively. Lena beside them diligently served many side dishes and drove several servants aside.

"Oh? How important is it?"

Allen's eyes were deep and he looked at the hobgoblin in front of him with interest, trying to find some clues from this guy who didn't seem to have much wealth.

It has been more than a year since Allen got married to Lena. Up to now, Allen has only slept with Lena a few times. He doesn't know whether to call it good luck or bad luck, but Lena's belly has not moved at all. No, it really made Mano a little unhappy.

If there is a bloodline between Lena and Allen today, then the relationship between their two clans will be stronger, which will be of great help to this matter!

It seems that it is necessary to remind Lena right away and ask her to seize the time to do more exercises with Allen and plant the seeds of Allen's bloodline as soon as possible.

"This is something that has a great bearing on Chief Allen's tribe. If it succeeds, Chief Allen's tribe will definitely benefit a lot in the future."

According to what Bilaire told him before, Mano said with a tone that he thought was mysterious and his eyes jumped.

"But this matter is of great importance, so we need Chief Allen to visit our city in person."

"……Well."

Allen couldn't see anything from Manolan Jin's eyes, and the content of the other party's words also made him a little more interested. However, his always cautious character made him remain silent and ponder for a moment, and then slowly nodded in agreement. .

"Well, since Chief Biler invited me, I have to go there anyway. But, do I know how long this matter will take?"

"It won't be long, don't worry!"

Mano patted his chest and answered confidently.

Allen was persuaded by the other party, and after cleaning up, he flew towards the Namur Mountains with him. While Allen was getting ready, Manorankin also pulled Lena aside and gave him some serious instructions. Lena's little face was so green that water dripped from her words, and she almost buried her head in it. Among the pair of waves on her chest.

The Katoer Mountain Range is like a barrier, dividing the long Mansha Corridor trade road into two, forming the foundation of the Ajinaga tribe today. The mountains are full of dangers, and it is said that there are even legendary dragons, but no one has really seen their true appearance. After all, they can transform into other species through magic.

The giant dragons are now in decline in Feynman's world, and because their bodies are made of precious materials, they will always be targeted and hunted by interested people. Therefore, when they live in Feynman's world, they are always cautious and never dare to be exposed easily. He is just like Figueras, who previously transformed into an elf and lurked in the Green Field tribe.

The dense jungle scene is rare to see in the green plains. Among the undulating mountains, there are countless birds and animals that occasionally show their true appearance, which makes Allen sigh. Only a few hundred or thousands of miles away, the land in the Green Plains is barren, the materials are scarce, and there are exposed rocks and sand everywhere; while the Catoer Mountains, although the terrain is steep and not suitable for farming, are full of vitality, with animals and vegetation. Abundant resources.

The vastly different environments are ultimately due to the influence of weather and climate. White ripples and long green snake-like rivers can always be seen in the mountains from time to time, and the air is always filled with moist clouds of water vapor. , turning into sweet rain and spreading in this mountain range.

Looking at the waterfalls in the mountains, Allen's eyes flashed. Because of his relationship with the Snowmi and Ajinaga tribes, he had never thought of deliberately setting foot in their areas to find suitable waterfalls. Now that he has seen the large and small waterfalls in the Katoer Mountains, he feels a little regretful. He didn't even think of so many waterfall environments. He was really stupid!

But thinking about it again, the excavation of the Manshaxi Mountains gave Allen a physical training effect, which was actually not too bad. Moreover, I had just decided to change the environment and climate of the Green Field Plain, and with the people of the tribe exercising in large quantities, it was not a loss to achieve two things with one stone.

Thinking of this, Allen felt relieved, but he still remembered the largest waterfalls he had seen before in his mind, and would come over to take a closer look when he had time.

Soon after crossing the halfway point of the mountain range, Allen and the others came to the Great Rift Valley where the Namur Fortress was located. Looking from a distance between a tall and rolling mountain range, a long and deep narrow valley suddenly appeared. This miraculous workmanship The general sight always makes people who see it for the first time feel shocked and incredible, just like when they saw the ancient war tree for the first time.

It was also the first time for Allen to set foot on the Namur Fortress in the Catal Grand Canyon. When looking at the entrance of the canyon from a distance, the canyon looked very small, and even the sky background that extended out seemed to be only a thin line.

But when he actually walked to the fortress, Allen realized that this long canyon chasm was not actually narrow, but rather wide: there was at least a 5-6-meter canyon passage at the narrowest point of the canyon, enough to accommodate dozens of carriages side by side. After driving, coupled with the careful tidying up by the goblins of Ajnaga over the years, the canyon passage is smooth and spacious, and there are even sporadic vegetation that likes a dark environment dotted between the cliffs on both sides, showing a quiet scene.

The fortress city directly blocked the entrance to the north, cutting off the possibility of caravans passing through at night. As long as the caravans did not want to detour thousands of miles to and from the mainland trade, they had to enter and exit through this fortress. This is also what the Ajinaga tribe can have. Because people covet their interests.

Even though it was already dusk when Allen and the others arrived at Namur Fortress, there was still a lot of noise near the entrances to the north and south of the city. A not-so-short business team slowly extended to the north and south, and This is because of the situation after the war broke out between the northern and southern continents and the trade routes were depressed.

The Namur Fortress was obviously built with great care. The dark city wall structure looked so solid that Allen couldn't help but touch it with his hand. After gently testing it, the city wall turned out to be as solid as a rock. There was no trace of Ai at all. Lun's legendary power has fallen off a bit.

"This city wall brick is a specially made magic-absorbing stone, which can absorb free natural energy in nature and provide a certain amount of magic energy for the mystery lock in my fortress, so that the mystery lock in our fortress lasts longer and consumes less. "

"Moreover, the magic-absorbing stone itself is so strong that even a high-level strongman's full blow cannot damage it at all. Even if a legendary strongman takes action, he can only damage at most a dozen city bricks around the place where the combat skill is facing."

"When our clan's mystery lock is opened, the magic-absorbing stones will form a whole. Even if a legendary powerhouse takes action, it will be absolutely impossible to break through the city wall in a short time!!"

Mano proudly introduced the details of their tribe to Allen. Although the ancestors of Ajinaga had some unsatisfactory ones, at least the fortress itself, which has been continuously improved for countless years, is an immeasurable wealth. .

It was precisely because of the excellent defense of this fortress that when the legendary high-level Chakri came to the door with malicious intentions, although Bilaire was worried, he did not show any panic at all.

"awesome!!"

Allen looked at the huge fortress, which was at least more than two thousand meters in diameter, and looked at the tens of meters of height of the fortress wall. Although he did not know the specific value of the so-called magic-absorbing stone, even if the value of the magic-absorbing stone was not high, I'm afraid it's not something Allen's Greenfield tribe can imagine. Perhaps, even if the entire Green Field Tribe's assets were sold, it would still not be worth the cost of the city in front of them.

With Manorankin leading the way, Allen naturally did not need to be interrogated. He flew directly over the north gate. When he overlooked the vast city, he looked at the messy layout of the city and the faint rancid smell. At least Allen was In these little things, I found a sense of superiority.

Whether it is Mansha City, Castle of Thorns, or the Fortress of Namur where Allen is now, it seems that from the beginning of the design of these huge cities, there was no advance planning and no one to manage them like Allen's Green Lake Village. The development of the city. Eventually, slums emerged one after another, and no one paid attention to the domestic sewage, garbage disposal and other problems brought about by the increase in population, leaving too many disorderly and dirty things hidden behind the prosperous city. Green Lake Village, no, it should be called Green Lake Town now. Even though Allen's town seems a bit crowded now, at least from the initial planning to the subsequent development, everything seems to be in order. Around each living area, a series of culverts transport the town's daily domestic garbage and filthy excrement from the ground to septic tanks excavated outside the town. Then, after a period of storage and retting, it becomes countless acres of fertile farmland outside the town. of manure, increasing the fertility of the land.

"Here we are!!"

Just as Allen was comparing the advantages and disadvantages of Namur Fortress to his own town, Mano's stiffness came, and the two slowly landed in a castle with brilliant light walls. As the two of them landed, a team of goblin servants carried copper basins and fluffy handkerchiefs to help Allen and Mano clean up the dust along the way.

Allen is actually a little uncomfortable with the feeling of being served like this. When he was in the tribe, Allen was used to solving his own affairs. Except for the clothes he wears daily, he dislikes wasting time and leaving them to others to clean. Other things have always been the same. Alan took matters into his own hands. Like now, several delicate-looking hobgoblin females gently wiped Allen's cheeks and neck with their wet facekerchiefs. The gentle scent of flowers filled the tip of Allen's nose, making him really cautious.

After finally cleaning up, Allen quickly stood up and motioned to Mano with his eyes to take him to see Birrell.

"Hahaha!"

Mano, who had good eyes, saw Allen's embarrassment and smiled in his heart. He didn't expect that a legendary strong man could be so shy!

However, Mano also waved thoughtfully, drove away the maid who wanted to help him dust himself off, got up and walked directly to the castle with Allen.

Bilaire in the castle obviously knew the news of their arrival when Allen and the others were cleaning up their instruments. At this time, he stood up and stood in front of the restaurant door to welcome Allen and the others.

"Alan, this is the leader of my Ajinaga tribe, Bilaire."

When Mano opened the door, he was a little surprised to see Bilaire standing in front of the door with a smile. But then, he pointed at Billaire affectionately and introduced Allen behind him.

Although Bilaire is now over 270 years old, his face still looks like middle-aged. His appearance is not outstanding, but he has the majestic aura of someone who has been in a high position for a long time. A pair of brown pupils have a brilliance that flows from time to time, which is deep and distant.

"Chief Bilaire, nice to meet you."

"Clan leader, this is the leader of the Green Field Tribe, Chief Alan Witt."

"Chief Allen is really young and promising!!"

The two exchanged polite greetings. At least when they met for the first time, Allen didn't feel much resentment. The other party deliberately put aside his identity and stood in front of the door to greet him, with a warm and peaceful smile on his face, and they both drew closer to each other. distance between.

"Knowing that you are coming here now, you must not have had dinner yet, so I have prepared some food for you to fill your stomach. Tomorrow we will invite several other distinguished guests and hold a lively party for you. ”

When Allen and the others were welcomed into the restaurant, they saw a sumptuous table of delicacies. It turned out that the house to welcome Allen was prepared in the restaurant, but it was because Billaire thoughtfully thought that Allen and the others would be on their way this time and would not have time to eat. Serve dinner. Although, it is not difficult for a legendary powerhouse to go without food for several days and only consume the nutrients and natural energy stored in the body.

"I heard that Chief Allen's tribe is a place of delicious food, so I asked Chief Allen's tribe in the fortress to help me prepare the food on the table this time!"

"Clan Chief Bilaire is interested."

Although he knew that the other party's behavior was definitely a big deal, but feeling that the other party was caring about himself, Allen still readily accepted it.

When Allen took out the devil's barbecue recipe and traded it with the tribes in the wilderness, basically every condition of the deal included a requirement to allow the chefs of the Green Field tribe to open pasta restaurants in the towns of the trading tribes. . Other tribes may have remote geographical locations or unsatisfactory arrangement of chefs. Shi Sheng and the others have not yet fully launched their operations. However, in the cities of several large tribes adjacent to the Luye Tribe, there are already chefs from the Luye Tribe who have opened restaurants. I opened a small noodle restaurant.

Bonn City of the Snowmi Tribe, Namur Fortress and Nasir Fortress of the Ajinaga Tribe, Deadwood City of the Amansha Lizardman Tribe in the southeastern Deadwood Forest, etc., all have the presence of dwarf goblin chefs from the Green Field Tribe. Moreover, the business of the noodle restaurant is said to be pretty good, which has brought a lot of benefits to the Green Field Tribe.

Therefore, when the delicacies of the Green Field Tribe appeared on the table, Allen was not surprised at all. He was just a little touched by Bilaire's careful preparation.

Because Allen was the only guest tonight, apart from chatting enthusiastically with Allen about some interesting things in the city and major events in the wilderness, Billaire didn't have many digressions. Although Allen still didn't know the real reason why the other party invited him here this time, since the other party didn't want to say it for the time being, there was no need for him to show his anxiety in a hurry. He just listened to the other party's words quietly and occasionally interrupted. Sentences of what I thought would keep the conversation from falling into an awkward conversation with the other person alone.

Until the food on the table was wiped out by Allen and the three of them, and seeing that it was getting late, Bilaire summoned his servants to prepare a room for Allen to rest.

"I'm going to invite some distinguished guests to a gathering tomorrow. I hope you, Chief Allen, can also pay your respects."

It wasn't until Allen said goodbye that Bilaire sincerely extended the invitation.

Tonight's reflection was quite warm. Although not many serious matters were discussed, Bilaire deliberately drew closer to each other through the blood of the compatriots on both sides, which made Allen feel somewhat close to the hobgoblin compatriots in front of him.

"Ok."

Allen nodded slowly.

"Then I wish you a sweet dream tonight."

"Good night."

　Oh my god, I looked back after writing this and realized why this chapter was so watery. It had no real content at all. It was not at all like what I wanted to do to refine the article and speed up the progress.

　　However, it’s almost the next day, so I can’t modify it. I can’t stop updating it on the first day of March. Please take a look! !

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)