wandering fairy

Tiu is still consoling: "Telier, you have been following the great chief tt knows everything well, as long as you gather the scattered ministries, you can escape back and stick to your old place. With the help of the body, there is still a chance to reform!"

The third son of the great chief named 'Triel' responded uneasy: "Father himself has failed under God's guidance, can I succeed again? It's hard to resist the Skolus tribe, and the scorpion has an agreement to help us. Now that we are defeated, what do we give them? If it is not good, we will let the Skolus tribe buy it. When the time comes Aren’t we self-inflicted? Alas~~What should we do in the future~~”

Shantiu also remained silent. Perhaps as a pastor, he could 'encourage' the public with some ingenious rhetoric, but neither Trier nor himself was an outsider. it's useless.After the two of them were depressed for a while, Trier, the third son of the great chief, spoke first: "If you really can't restore the glory of the tribe, you will fall into trouble! You are a priest, and I am a warlock and priest. If you gather a few hundred more A strong clansman, when the time comes, go south to plunder wealth near the human country! I heard that the Bendu Empire has expanded to the vicinity of the human country, and those human countries are now under pressure from the outside, and internal turmoil, riots and rebellions occur frequently , is our great opportunity. We can accumulate wealth while waiting for opportunities. You also know that the Scorus tribe is also full of conflicts, and each formed several tribes. They used to fight against our Metellus tribe. , That's why we joined together. I'm afraid that we are now clamoring for how to divide our region and tribe? Now that the enemy is gone, these guys who have no consideration must be fighting to the death. I don't believe that Nothing will happen to the Scorus tribe! As long as they are divided due to disagreement, it is our chance!"

Shantiu murmured after hearing this: "It is indeed a solution. But the problem is to leave the prairie for thousands of miles and go to the human territory to be grass bandits?! Although it is feasible, it is not a long-term solution after all. It is halfway to approach us. How can people and horses develop and grow far away from the grassland? If hundreds of elite soldiers gathered have died in battle and become old, but the Scoulus tribe has no fatal problems. Then what should we do? If we don’t return to the grassland, sooner or later Gradually wiped out by human nobles or other robbers. If you return to the grassland, it must have been occupied by other centaurs, so where is our share? I think it is best to gather soldiers and horses and return home, not necessarily. Stick to the ancestral land, cruise around the edge of the grassland for a while, and find out the situation before making a plan.” In fact, there is another reason why he doesn’t want to go to the human land—he is, after all, the priest of the Flying Hoof War God Certunus, and spread to The teachings of the Great God and the shepherding of more centaur believers are their bounden duty. How many believers can they develop when they go to the human land?Even if they barely develop a few, they will definitely not be appreciated by the gods, so staying on the grassland to develop is the bounden duty of these centaur priests.

But Trier shook his head unquestionably and said: "No! The more I think about it, the more I feel that the situation is not optimistic! There are some leaders in our clan who opposed father's development strategy. Now that they are defeated, these people will definitely rebel against our clan immediately. Maybe they are negotiating with the people of the Skolus tribe about surrendering! Maybe in ten days or so, the ancestral land on the mountain where the statue of Certunus is enshrined will be broken by the Skolus tribe! At that time~~God will not protect our tribe~~Everyone knows that a tribe that cannot even protect the statue of the town's god is an incompetent tribe that has completely failed, and will not receive the attention of God Setunus ~~ By that time, the Scorus tribe will definitely hunt down us leaders of the Metellus tribe on the entire prairie, and they will cut off all of our heads and drop them on high stakes We will definitely not be able to go back!" He turned to comfort Shantiu very seriously: "Besides, I don't want to stay on the human territory. I just stay there temporarily to plunder some property That's enough, and since they are in internal turmoil, there must be many bandits and bandits running around. We can unite with some of these bandits. Advantages, so that we can learn from each other's strengths and double our strength. Greatly reduce our losses.

As long as there is a little movement on the grassland, we will return with our treasures, and use the money to buy the tribe and expand our strength.Wouldn't it be better than staying on the edge of the grassland, drinking the northwest wind all day long, and avoiding the hunt of the Scoulus tribe? "

Shantiu still wanted to question it, but saw the leader of the hermit sub-giant, the crappy druid Kanigan who couldn't even transform himself, walking over with a large bowl of cooked meat of the fearful pig. With a smile on his face, he said politely: "It's really the best rump meat, please two distinguished guests to taste it. It's a pity that we are also fleeing, and we don't have salt and seasonings to cook good things. Please don't forgive me." Although the tone is gentle, there is still a bit of distrustful restraint between the brows.

Trier didn't seem to notice it, and immediately took the big bowl with a smile on his face and quickly stepped forward on his feet, and took advantage of the opportunity to warmly hug the hermit sub-giant who was more than four minutes taller than him, and thanked him again and again. : "Your hospitality really touched us, you are the most generous person I have ever seen in this world except God Certunus and my father! Just like my brother. I can meet you here , Working together to overcome the snowstorm must be the supreme gift of God Certunus! If I can walk out of this snow-covered mountain, I will pray to God Certunus every day, and bless you and your tribe to prosper forever."

After listening to these compliments sweeter than honey, Kanigan on the opposite side just responded with a 'joyful smile': "It's just a little effort, our tribe respects a hero like you very much. It is our honor to be strong with you all. With your help, I believe we will be able to overcome the laughing monster in the snow mountain and walk out of the mountains smoothly. Each of us will fulfill our respective wishes. If there is a chance to meet again in the future, our tribe will definitely I will make the best and delicious broth to entertain everyone to make up for this regret.”

Shantiwu, who was already in a bad mood, sank again: "Speaking is better than singing, isn't it just an order to chase away guests in disguise?" ——As soon as they walked out of the snow-capped mountains, everyone immediately broke up and went their separate ways without owed each other.This is what you mean.

You guys are smart too, just now Trier's temptation with God Certunus on the left and ttt+ on the right, you saw it all at once? !Not good, not good, this kind of guy is not easy to deal with.

He is the priest of the God of Setunus.Seeing that the other party categorically rejected the offer of enshrining the god Certunus.Suddenly feel angry.

It just happened to be the young reclusive sub-giant who was very interested in the gods just now.He also came with a piece of cooked meat.He also said directly: "Honorable Pastor Shantiu. This is my tribute to you. Thank you for opening our eyes. Let us know the truth of this world. Point out our future path." Next to Carnigan.

Shantiwu secretly rejoiced.I even want to show off my magic.Squeeze that grotesquely crappy druid Carnigan.Then he purposely raised his face and said: "No need! You here are also poor and have little food. How can we do that kind of exploitation? Besides, we are under the protection of the god of Setunos. We have nutritious food and drink. Compared with this It's much better to have a common and rough thing. Don't worry about it." After speaking, he chanted a mantra.Launched 3 divine spells 'Create Grain'.

I saw a beautiful round of greenish white light flashing between his hands.Two large bags of food in the shape of long loaves appeared in his hands.It's just heavy in texture and mixed with various unknown odds and ends.The shape is neither good-looking nor special taste.It looks like just some dry food.

On the other hand, Shantiu distributed part of the magic dry food in his hand to the third son of the great chief, Trier.One side spat and boasted: "This nutritious food is a gift from the god Setunus. At first, one spell per level can produce enough food for a centaur for a day. Every two levels up You can add one more. A middle-level priest who has learned this technique can make dozens of centaur rations in a day. There was once a senior priest who was close to the legendary realm. He used all his spell slots to cast "food production" in a day Created enough food for more than 200 centaurs. Destroyed the hostile goblins in one fell swoop." He glanced proudly at Carnigan and the young reclusive sub-giant.He said with increasing tone: "And the gifts of the gods are not divided into time and place. You can get it as long as you concentrate on praying to God. In the scorching desert without a trace of green, you can beg the gods for these delicious food and water; Misunderstood. It can be obtained in the oily swamp where even the mice lack food. And it will not be corrupted by the filth of the outside world. It is not restricted by the external environment. But it is quite convenient. That is to say, it can become the god of Certunus If you are an official priest, you will never have to worry about hunger and thirst."

The eyes of the young hermit sub-giant suddenly lit up.The look is surging.It seemed that he was going to be the priest of the god Cetunus soon.And Kanigan next to him was already staring angrily at the centaur priest Shantiu who was three or four points taller than him.But some did not dare to send out real fire.

Because, he can't beat this guy!

Don't say he can't fight, even if you add up all the druids in the clan, big and small, you may not be able to fight!Because none of them can fly!If the opponent flies into the sky and blocks the bow and arrow with: | shield, wind wall or something, there will be no way for him to do so.They can only wait for the opponent's flame strike, group damage wave and so on to come to the clansmen.

Just as he was holding back secretly, Trier, the centaur leader next to him, immediately stepped in to mediate the atmosphere, stood between Shantiu and Kanigan, and said with a smile on his face: "Hehe, but these foods are not very tasty. It's not as good as your berries. I wonder if I can borrow two to taste? Since I ate it for a while two days ago, I can never forget it. Sometimes the sweet and refreshing taste is worse than ours. The dried mutton and green flour pancakes are much more delicious."

Although he secretly changed the comparison object in his words, he neither offended Shantiu nor flattered Kanigan, but after all, he gave Kanigan a step down.So Kanigan said calmly, "Since you like it, I'll send some more later." Just as he was speaking, suddenly a hermit sub-giant ran over and reported, "The people we sent out to find the way, A group of ogres and tall mixed races were found dozens of miles away, suspected to be people from Naintus."

Kanigan was thinking to himself: What are the people from Naintus doing on the snowy mountains hundreds of miles away from the border?Except for some rock-hard trees and huge ice blocks, there is nothing else here.He was talking to himself: "I heard that they are good at adjudicating gemstone mines. I wonder if they are looking for gemstone veins here?"

Suddenly, Shantiu, the centaur priest on the opposite side, said again and again with a different expression: "It must be so! I heard that the royal family of Naintus is a group of gem dragon veins. They are greedy. As long as they can get gems, what do they do?" It can be done, sometimes even more shameless than rogues. And they use a large number of slaves to mine mines, they are a group of complete executioners. It is better not to meet such a group of people." Trier on the other side also He kept nodding his head and said: "Yes, yes, those guys have hideous faces, their teeth are like spikes, and their claws are like hooks. They act like animals. It's better to stay away from them."

Kanigan nodded and asked the person who came: "Which direction are they heading?" The listener said, "Going due north, not our side." He said to Trier: "It's okay, They didn’t come here for us. But it’s dark now, they must have been walking in the deep mountains all day, and now they have to practice. At least they won’t come here tonight, everyone sleep peacefully, and make plans tomorrow.”

Shantiu and Trier wanted to encourage Kanigan to leave this place, but the other party dragged the young hermit sub-giant to 'get berries' for them without thinking.

Kanigan dragged the young hermit sub-giant to a secluded place in the camp, and shouted in a low voice: "Luxor, what did you look like just now?! You're just about to bow your knees and become slaves! We are not the subjects of a king, Servants of nobles, we are free hermits! Since our ancestors, we have never bowed to others. Have you forgotten?"

The young reclusive sub-giant named 'Luxor' lowered his head in dissatisfaction and muttered: "Ancestors?! What did the ancestors give us?! Outdated traditions, low fertility, and those crappy druid spells! Besides these useless things, what else have they given us? Isn’t our current desperate situation thanks to them?” (to be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in