Lord Roar

Chapter 271 Worry
When Gonzalez and Tatar left the Bloodhoof tribe, their happy smiles turned into frowns.

Patting his stiff face, Tatar felt that he had almost run out of smiles in his life.

But there's no way, I can't stop laughing, because once I put on my usual high-ranking airs, Chief Bloodhoof will definitely yell at him, or else he will bury him in a strange way, and he will change his tricks without repeating.

He also regrets every day now. Before, he had nothing to do to play the masquerade, but he was caught by the pigtails and kept burying him in various ways.

If the coercion succeeds, it doesn't matter, isn't it a failure, as for what, scold when you see it.

Gonzalez didn't notice Tatar's mournful face, but kept shaking his head and sighing: "Reckless, it's still too reckless."

"Hey, forget it, things have happened, what's the use of worrying about it now."

Gonzalez glanced at Tatar, and said worriedly: "The Bloodhoof Tribe offended the Holy See to death, and now they have a death feud with Beamon. This Mental Lun is really a reckless man. what."

Tatar ignored him, but frowned slightly, looked back at the entrance of the Bloodhoof camp, and said to himself: "Although the Bloodhoof tribe is located on the border of the wilderness and the outskirts of the beast forest, it is still under the jurisdiction of the great chief tribe." Within the scope, and, in the eyes of outsiders, no matter what the Bloodhoof tribe does, they all represent the barbarians in the wasteland, representing the tribe of the Great Chief, it will not work like this, it will last for a long time."

Tatar didn't continue talking, but Gonzalez knew that the Bloodhoof Tribe is too powerful today, and it changes every day. How backward the Chieftains and other tribes really are.

"From the perspective of outsiders, the Bloodhoof Tribe really represents the Great Chief Tribe and the [-] barbarians." Gonzalez continued inexplicably: "The Bloodhoof Tribe is powerful, and other forces will also look up to our barbarians. Isn't that bad? ?"

Tatar almost let Gonzalez choke to death on this question. It's not a good question at all, is it?

It's like your son is very powerful. Every day when you go out to beat this and that, outsiders are afraid of your son and walk around when they see it.

But in fact, you as a father are also very innocent. First of all, you didn’t let your son go out to beat up people casually, especially those guys who you can’t afford to offend or don’t want to offend at all. Secondly, and most importantly, you are very A powerful son not only beats up outsiders, but if he doesn't like you, he even dares to beat up his father when he gets home. Outsiders think you are his father, but in fact, his son doesn't recognize you as his father at all.

The core of the problem is that outsiders think that the Bloodhoof tribe basically represents the barbarians, but the Bloodhoof tribe is not like your Great Chief tribe or other barbarian tribes. In the Bloodhoof Tribe, how many serious wilderness barbarians are there?
In addition to the barbarian warriors of the Bloodhoof tribe, the fighting spirit warriors and magicians of the human race, the giants of the plains, the dwarves of Fort Hammer, and a bunch of wild dwarves who were confused in Beagle, these guys alone accounted for more than half, even their chiefs It's a copycat, known as the shortest chieftain on the wilderness.

"If it's the Bloodhoof tribe, it would be nice to be able to obey the orders of the Great Chief tribe a little bit, or even respect the Great Chief tribe a little." Tatar turned over and rode the wasteland wolf. Before the Bloodhoof tribe rose again, he really didn't think about it. In the future, I will express this emotion one day.

Thinking about it, the Great Chief tribe, the leader of the 500 barbarians, unexpectedly. . .Even if a small tribe with less than [-] people is required to respect them a little bit, is this a high requirement?Is this asking too much?

If this is normal, even if it is the four major noble tribes, they will not dare to go too far even if they are obedient, and they really want to impress the tribe of the great chiefs. Distribution of supplies to other tribes.

Looking at the Bloodhoof Tribe, we don’t ask too much, just ask you to respect our heads and brains, if you want to go out and beat people, yes, it’s not impossible, but you should say hello to the head office in advance, we have no plans Stop you, besides, everyone knows who your Bloodhoof tribe wants to beat, and it's useless for us to stop you.

Tatar was afraid that one day, Allen would suddenly run to the tribe of the great chief, raised his head and said, "The Great Pope asked me to do it, what do you think?"

Tatar, who was riding on the giant wolf, sighed again: "It would be great if the chief of the Bloodhoof tribe was a pure barbarian."

Gonzalez nodded slightly, but he didn't agree with it, and even disdain slightly.

Looking at the entire Great Wilderness, including the Great Chief tribe, from the warriors below to the chiefs, the Council of Elders and the Great Chief, which one is not a pure barbarian, the pure ones cannot be more pure, and there are many bloodlines of inbreeding marriages, walking one by one It's all hard work.

As a result, the gangsters are getting poorer than the other, and the various tribes are like a competition, one by one is poorer.

Take a look at the several major tribes under the leadership of the Great Chief tribe, which one can be self-sufficient like the Bloodhoof tribe?

Besides, Gonzalez can be regarded as seeing the development of the Bloodhoof Tribe step by step to what it is today. He once thought about it. Sooner or later, it will go downhill, and eventually become no different from other tribes in the general environment.

It has to be said that since the bond of Giselle, Gonzalez's heart has become more and more towards the Bloodhoof Tribe and Allen, especially with a finished teleportation spar in his arms, which makes him feel that in the future It should be free to spend more time to come to the Bloodhoof Tribe and "see my own daughter"!
Seeing Gonzalez always slapping his chest subconsciously, Tatar knew that there was a finished teleportation spar there, and said in a sour tone: "The bloodhoof tribe is really generous, such a magic item that can be teleported , I just gave it away, which will be convenient for you when you come in the future."

Gonzalez shook his head and laughed at himself: "You really mean it. Judging from the character of Chief Bloodhoof, once I enter the coordinates of the Great Chief's tribe, this guy will definitely make his magicians take it Another teleportation spar portal is set in the depths of the Beast Forest, it will be easy for him to take the warriors to the Great Chief's tribe, but it will be difficult for us to go to the Bloodhoof tribe."

Tatar nodded, deeply convinced, and sneered: "It seems that Chief Giselle is not too important in the eyes of Chief Bloodhoof."

Gonzalez was not happy when he heard this, and then he thought that the other party was trying to put a "cuckold" on himself just now, and scolded with a sideways look: "Old guy, why don't you send blood to your daughter?" Hooves coming?"

Tatar was speechless when he heard this.

I send my daughter the Bloodhoof Tribe?As far as her appearance is concerned, it is estimated that the front foot will be delivered, and the back foot will have to be thrown into the animal pen by the rude chief Bloodhoof for breakfast for the Beamon giant beast. Are you kidding me?That is my own daughter, and it was not distributed by Manstein after being elected as the great wizard.

Both of them rode on the giant wasteland wolf, each thinking about their inner thoughts, and left the outskirts of the ferocious beast forest.

. . . .

Allen stood at East's feet and shouted loudly, "Old otaku, are those two old things gone?"

With dirt all over his face, East said in a low voice, "Let's go."

"What did you say?"

East tilted his head and thought for a while and said: "That old guy with a face full of ghost marks said that he would give you his daughter."

"Damn!" Allen thought unluckily, Gonzalez and Tatar are two old gods, their faces are more or less smeared with plant juice totems, I think Easter should be talking about Tatar, because Gonzalez His daughter Giselle is already at the Bloodhoof camp.

Thinking of Tatar's cold appearance, it is estimated that his daughter looks even worse.

"If Tatar really dared to send his daughter here, I would immediately throw it to Behemoth for breakfast." Allen said angrily.

I have to say that Tatar, an old magician, really knows Alan quite well in some respects. At least the two of them don't have any hope for Tatar's daughter.

Seeing that Allen didn't continue to ask questions, East lay down on the ground again and started working on his own.

"Can you stop burying yourself like this?" Allen scolded with a look of disgust: "How old are you, and you still eat dirt?"

East ignored him, he felt that no matter how old he was, it had nothing to do with whether he ate or not.

Rooney came over with a smile and said, "Boss, it's not right for you to say that. Master East is a tree shepherd. If he doesn't eat dirt, he still eats meat?"

"Master? What kind of master is East? If you ask him how much six plus six equals, ask him if he knows?"

East stretched out two big paws, and after counting them one by one, he found that only ten fingers were not enough, and two wooden vine-like fingers grew out of his thick arm, so he said with some uncertainty: "Equal to ..twelve?"

"What about sixty plus sixty?"

East glared at Allen, aren't you embarrassing me?Why did you let me grow so many fingers, and the arm doesn't have that much space, besides, you only have ten fingers, maybe you can't count as fast as I do.

Allen rolled his eyes, pointed to a big pit four or five meters deep in front of him and said angrily: "Eat it, just eat it, look at what he eats, one pit after another, if it's dark , who didn’t watch it fall again?”

East raised his face, and said dissatisfiedly: "You tell your subordinates not to urinate everywhere, and I will eat more regularly in the future."

Rooney thought of his group of young apprentices. It would be really bad if they fell and bumped into each other at night. He raised his head and shouted, "Yes, Master East, can I trouble you to eat layer by layer in the future?"

East thought for a while, and then continued to stick his head in the big pit. After eating two mouthfuls of soil, he hiccupped and shouted, "Where's the horned python? Come on, I'm choking, give me Bring some water."

"Damn, you can eat dirt and choke. This IQ is no one else." Alan was completely convinced.

The horned python flapped its two little wings and flew over with two buckets of water.

(End of this chapter)