Lord of all tribes

Chapter 155 Rabus

The golden autumn harvest is naturally very refreshing.

Both the civilians and the officials of Garadi were caught in this sense of joy.

But corresponding to the joy of Jin Qiu, there is another disturbing thing.

The hunting month is coming.
Those disgusting half-orcs and ferocious barbarians are about to invade the territory of the human race. All the territories are actively preparing for the battle, and the mining of the magic crystal mine has also been suspended.

After all, the magic crystal mine is located in the Forest of Death, so it seems a little unwise to continue mining when the moon of hunting is approaching.

It is said that some well-connected lords and nobles have already taken advantage of this time to leave the territory and return to the royal capital to visit their relatives.

Of course, there are not many such noble lords. After all, if they really have some status and nobles, they will not be assigned to be the lords around the Forest of Death.

Just as Luo Lin was also actively preparing for the battle, an uninvited guest appeared in the lord's mansion of Garadi.

"Third Young Master, have you been okay?"

Standing in front of Luo Lin was a middle-aged man wearing a mink fur coat, his face was covered with marks left by the years, and several emerald rings were prominently worn on his fingers.

"Who are you?" Rollin blinked his eyes. He had some impression of the person in front of him. Adding the title of 'Third Young Master', Rollin immediately knew that this person should be from the Drummond family.

However, Luo Lin's memory of this person has basically faded away, and he only vaguely recognized him.

Rabbs's bright smile like a wild chrysanthemum froze. He thought that his status in the Drummond family was not bad.

On weekdays, he only needs to obey the orders of the Earl alone. To be honest, the former Rabbs has never looked at this useless son whom the Earl hates.

It is said that the good-for-nothing son who was kicked out of the house by the Earl had repeatedly made military exploits in the war with the Auwei people, and climbed step by step from an unknown knight to the high position of Viscount.

Rabbs is jealous. As one of the important generals of the Drummond family, he also won the title of knight a few years ago, which means he has entered the ranks of nobles. His excitement at the beginning was simply unusable. Express it in words.

Being able to become an aristocrat has always been something that Rabbs has always been proud of. Although it is only the lowest-priced jazz, he has entered this circle anyway.

Rabus was jealous that Rollin, a trash he hadn't looked at before, was already a Viscount, just one level behind the Earl Drummond he swore allegiance to.

The huge gap made Rabus very frustrated, but he seemed to think of something again, put away the stiff expression on his face, and took a step forward in a very respectful gesture.

"I am Sir Rabbs, a vassal of the Drummond family."

Rabbs?Luo Lin carefully looked through the almost abandoned memories, and finally got a glimpse of them.

This Sir Rabbs is Earl Drummond's confidant, and he is an old man who follows Earl Drummond.

Luo Lin nodded calmly, acknowledging Rabus's identity, his face was still tense, without the slightest expression.

"Sir Rabbs is not staying in the bustling city of Betty Stara, what is he going to do in this desolate place?" Rollins glanced at Rabus who was in a respectful state, and asked casually.

Rabos tightened his hands on the luxurious mink fur coat, and then raised his head, "Third young master, it's like this, it's the hunting month soon, and those damned alien races from the forest of death will come to invade our human race. Territory, the Earl ordered me to come and help the third young master."

What Rabbs said was awe-inspiring, as if he was thinking about Rowling.

"Oh? Is that so?" Luo Lin squinted at Rabus, showing a smile that was not a smile, "Then I really have to thank the Earl."

"Since you are here to help me spend the hunting month, then you are my guests. From now on, you should camp at the main gate of Garadiland. I will send someone to send you there as soon as you have enough food and drink."

Luo Lin showed what he thought was a sincere smile, and said directly.

"Um..." Rabbs' face turned dark again, and he let them camp in front of the main gate of Garadi Town. Isn't this obviously treating them as free cannon fodder to fight with those disgusting half-orcs?
Although Rabos is very confident in the strength of the [-] elite infantry and [-] elite cavalry he brought, but thinking of those disgusting almost endless half-orcs, Rabos has to make more plans for his future.

The [-] infantry cavalry he brought from the city of Betty Stara are all directly under his command, which is also one of the main reasons why he can always be reused by the Earl.

If the army in his hand is disabled, Rabus can imagine how he will be treated next.

"The third young master may not have understood what the earl meant. What the earl meant was that we should work together to concentrate our forces and obtain more military exploits from foreign races, so that we can take the lead in dividing the share of the magic crystal mine after the war."

Rabbs felt that the situation seemed a little out of his control, so he simply pointed it out directly.

Sure enough, Luo Lin secretly sighed, after all, the magic power of gold coins is greater.

A large amount of magic spar is still stored in the magic crystal mine mining, but because of the agreement in advance, the refining has not yet started, and they are only waiting for the hunting month to pass, and use the alien head battle achievements they have obtained to grab the share.

It's fair and realistic.

For those lords who can only curl up in the territory and hope that the half-orcs will never patronize the territory with weak military power, the benefits they can get from the magic crystal mine are too limited. The real big benefits Belongs to a powerful territory.

So Rabbs appeared, he came with the will of Earl Drummond, that cheap father of Rowling took a fancy to this piece of oily fat, and wanted to use Rowling's hand to ruthlessly Take a bite.

The plan is good, but I don't know what the final result will be.

"So that's the case, then you can find a random place outside the city to camp, and when the hunting moon starts, you will still have to rely on Sir Rabbs." Luo Lin laughed, very sincerely.

When the enemy is at hand, there is a group of thugs who don't need money to send to your door for you to drive, how can there be no reason to do so.

Luo Lin stared at Rabus and found it more pleasing to the eye. He stood up and stretched out his right hand to touch the gorgeous mink fur coat. It felt so good.
"Your robe is nice." Luo Lin asked seemingly casually.

"Well, this is a gift from the Earl," Rabus replied in a daze.

"Good, good, feels good, it's real"

Rabbs: "."

(End of this chapter)