Lord Roar

Chapter 27 Encounter
The frontier county occupies a very small area, only tens of square kilometers, and is intermittently surrounded by dilapidated brick walls less than two meters high. There are only two entrances and exits. The south gate leads to the hinterland of the Locke Kingdom, and the north gate A small door for only one carriage, leading to the Great Wasteland and the Wild Beast Forest.

At this time, the stars in the sky were twinkling, and a crescent moon in the sky exuded a strange red light.

Babylon the Big and Zack the Little swaggered in through the small north door. The two sheriffs who guarded the gate were lying on the haystack and sleeping soundly. His riding boots came off.

The riding boots didn't fit very well on the big Babylon's big feet, which were at least a size 48, but he still gave little Zach a thumbs up.

In fact, little Zach is not small at all. Although he is only 12 years old this year, he is tall and burly. His strong muscles are exposed outside the animal skin jacket. It looks awkward with his immature face, especially the hanging under the nose. With two lines of snot, he looked very sloppy.

It was the first time for the two to see a human town. There were not many pedestrians on the road, but they all looked sideways at these two very strong guys and whispered to each other.

"They're so strong, don't they look like wilderness barbarians in their costumes?"

"Probably not. How could the frontier army allow those barbarians to pass through the border?"

"Who knows, but looking at them, apart from their strong appearance, they are not very scary."

The two turned a deaf ear and paid no attention to the pointing passers-by around them. They looked at this for a while and looked at that for a while. Whether it was a low thatched cottage or a pony pulling a carriage, they both clicked their tongues. Amazing.

When they were about to approach the market, their eyes were not enough. Although the crescent moon was in the sky, there were still many small merchants in Qianshao County pushing rickshaws and selling.

The smell of roasted sara meat and the smell of low-quality ale made the two of them swallow their saliva non-stop.

Little Zach pointed to a vendor selling barbecue, and said pitifully: "Big Babylon, I'm so hungry, I want to eat that, I remember the Great Elder said that human things can't be exchanged, they can only be bought with money, we Do you have money to buy it?"

After all, Babylon the Great is an elite barbarian warrior who has experienced many battles. Holding back the glutton in his stomach, he said seriously: "You can eat whatever you buy. Have you forgotten why we came here? You must remember this place. After finishing the business, let's come back and change with him!"

"In exchange for what?"

Babylon the Great laughed and said, "Take your fist for it!"

Little Zach nodded excitedly, secretly remembering the appearance of selling barbecue.

Babylon the Great took out a simple map from his arms, and lay down on the ground with his big butt pouted to carefully identify the location, causing the passers-by around him to burst into laughter.

Little Zac looked at the civilians in long clothes and trousers coming and going, and looked at himself patching animal skin skirts and shorts, blushing.

"They must be rich people in the human kingdom. They actually use so much fabric to make clothes." Little Zach said enviously: "Their lives are really rich."

Big Babylon glanced at little Zach with disdain, and said lightly: "The rich? Just them? How is it possible? They must be nobles. Didn't you see that they all have shoes to wear?"

Little Zach said deeply: "There are so many nobles, and no commoner can see it!"

Babylon the Great, who pouted his ass and looked at the map for a long time, stood up slowly, nodded to Zack, and said firmly, "I've read it, I'm sure, we're lost!"

Little Zach was dumbfounded, and asked anxiously: "Then what should we do? You can't read a map. Then how did you find prey when you went out hunting?"

"It depends on luck!"

"No wonder the people in the tribe are always hungry, so what should we do now?"

Babylon the Great spread his hands: "I don't know!"

"Then let's go back the same way to find my father and the others."

Babylon the Great put away the map and shook his head with contempt.

Little Zach was so anxious that he was about to cry, so he had no choice but to say: "It's okay, the big deal is that when you go back, you will blame me for everything, and no one will blame you."

"Didn't you hear me say we got lost?" Babylon the Great sighed and continued, "I mean, I can't find my way back either."

Little Zach went up and kicked him hard, and Big Babylon rubbed his calf subconsciously, staring straight into the distance, as if he had lost his soul.

Little Zac followed his gaze, and saw a young man in a luxurious evening gown, walking like a crab, and the people around him bowed their heads and bowed their heads after seeing him.

This young man with an evil smile whistled frivolously at the young women passing by from time to time, his restless eyes looked around like thieves, and the people swept by him seemed to be avoiding the plague, very perfunctory After giving the salute, he buried his head and ran away, causing the young man to burst into exaggerated belly laughs.

Allen is like a big crab, occupying the entire street by himself.

"Dina, how about my acting skills, second young master? Doesn't the symbol fit my status as a waste material lord." After Allen finished speaking, he walked to the barbecue stall not far away, and kicked the fire stand down.

"Second young master is the best, you can do whatever you say." Dina boasted, reached out to grab a handful of barbecue, and pointed at the pitiful vendor with a casserole-sized fist.

"Of course, hehe." Allen touched his chin, looking around with a pair of evil eyes.

Just before sunset, Yorkshire personally handed Alan a magical letter. The letter was written by Alan's cheap mother, the Grand Duchess. It would be better to give birth to a pig.

Then at the end of the letter, a few warnings were written. The general meaning is that Allen has done too many serious things recently, and many unknown forces are eyeing him, and this does not conform to his status as a waste material lord. You must be high-profile. It is best to eat and sleep every day. It is okay to bully and bully civilians when you are free. Try to be a top-notch nobleman.

Allen is not stupid, he knows the good intentions of the cheap mother.

Moreover, Thackeray seemed to be intentionally embarrassing Allen, and told him that two days later, Princess Hathaway, the jewel of the Principality of Lothar, would come to Outpost County as a member of the Magic Team of the Principality of Lothar, and participate in the training of the Pagans. crusade campaign.

In the small outpost county, the situation is very complicated under the calm surface.

The Dixing Dragon Legion stationed a few kilometers away is the direct line of the old enemy Hurente, and maybe he has racked his brains every day to prepare a meal for Allen to take revenge.

In the frontier county, the auction houses representing major business groups in other countries have recently stopped all caravan activities, and they don't know what they are planning.

The old fox with hidden evil intentions, Bishop Wood of the local diocese, is not a good bird either.

And the red-clothed archbishop of the southwest region who will come to meet Dina in person soon, the red-clothed archbishop can be counted as one of the top few people in the Holy See, and his status is extremely respected.

Plus an armed team of nearly a thousand people headed by Hathaway.

There are so many big people, each with their own calculations, Alan doesn't want to be the center of the storm, he just wants to stay as far away as possible, but the outpost county is so big, and the castle can't grow legs even there, so Alan can't leave , in desperation, had no choice but to listen to the advice of the cheap mother, and acted as a playboy aristocrat who was always ready to be slapped in the face.

So today, for the first time, he didn't stay in the castle to sleep and eat and wait to die, but went out to harm the people of the frontier county.

Allen, who has watched a lot of young and Dangerous movies, has imitated the exaggerated appearance of the villain in it by ten percent.

Arrogance is written on the left cheek, and domineering Allen is written on the right cheek, he is afraid that others will not know that he is a dude, like a city manager who is drunk, squinting his eyes to dislike anyone, and kicking every stall he sees. But one, the strength of the kick, combined with the arrogant laughter, plus a little bit of deliberate complacency, there are eleven little villains who are ready to wait for others to slap in the face at any time.

It's a pity that Allen is in the small outpost county, and there is a posture that no one in the world knows the king. As long as he is in the outpost county, let alone the ordinary subjects, even the major forces hidden in the dark are too lazy to bother He just played the role they should play.

Everyone is familiar with this waste material lord who changes every day.

Many people were even relieved to think that this waste material lord has finally started to do something serious to bully good people.

No one in the outpost county wants to talk to Alan, which doesn't mean that two muscular barbarians are pleasing to his eyes.

Little Zach looked at Alan not far away, and said enviously: "It's amazing!"

Babylon the Great looked at Dina with his eyes straight, and took out a picture scroll from the animal skin skirt. After comparing the two, a smile appeared on his face.

When Babylon the Great stared at Dina, Allen also stared at these two barbarians who were clearly dressed differently from the others.

With animal skin aprons, short jackets patched everywhere, tall bulging muscles, and unscrupulous eyes, Allen recognized at a glance that these two people were Dina's kin, barbarians in the wilderness who had caused the Holy See a big loss.

Allen smiled and snapped his fingers leisurely.

Thackeray and four armored warriors came out from the shadows, and eight apostolic knights from the local parish held large swords and ran over from behind Little Zack.

"Do you have a temporary residence permit, have you paid social security, and you dare to come to Qianshao County to run around?" Allen looked at the big Babylon and sneered, "What did you eat to grow up, kid? You don't eat hormones and protein powder every day, do you?"

Like Schwarzenegger's enhanced version of Babylon the Great, he turned a blind eye to the slowly approaching warriors, collided his fists fiercely, and looked at Allen provocatively.

Like a big shot, Allen waved his hand vigorously and shouted, "You dog legs, get him for me."

The warriors who had just formed an encirclement circle smiled wryly at each other.

(End of this chapter)