Lord Roar

Chapter 290 The Beast Spirit and the House
Allen, who ran back to the camp in one breath, went to the cafeteria with red eyes, grabbed the vindictive cook by the neck and asked, "Tell me the truth, where does the water you usually use for cooking come from?"

The vindictive cook smiled flatteringly. He knew that the guy in front of him could not be offended. Maybe he would be his son-in-law in the future. He was half the master, but he was busy cooking just now, so he didn't understand what Allen asked. .

The vindictive fighters of the guard group that looked like gas tanks next to him were breathing fire. Seeing their stupid companion who was not good at speaking, he hurriedly smiled and went up to help his companion explain: "Master Alan, it is well water, and it is usually used for cooking. The water source used is clean water from the well.”

Allen let out a big breath, smoothed the neck of the vindictive cook with a kind smile and said: "It's hard work, I'm not used to living, what needs to be mentioned to Old Duft in time, he is in charge of the logistics of the camp, you are welcome , Live in your own home, don't see outsiders."

After finishing speaking, Allen turned around and left. Halfway through the walk, he turned around and shouted with lingering fear: "Remember, don't use the water from the waterfall for cooking, and you must remember, oh yes, I will give it to you when it opens later." Big Babylon with two drumsticks."

Allen found that after he finished speaking, the table behind the two of them seemed to move, but he didn't think much about it.

The gas tank warrior asked in puzzlement, "Why, isn't it poisonous?"

Allen waved his hand and said, "It's not poisonous, just don't use it anyway."

The gas tank warrior looked puzzled, and asked in confusion: "I see that tree man East at the gate of the camp has been bathing in the water of the waterfall."

"It's okay, he's fine with that, don't worry about it." After finishing speaking, Allen left.

Looking at the back of Allen leaving, the vindictive cook said inexplicably: "What's the matter, Master Allen?"

"Who knows, uncle is not an ordinary person, of course he will do some puzzling things, don't ask so many questions, hurry up and cook, I don't have much fighting spirit, you can start a fire with charcoal later."

"No, the firepower of the charcoal is not strong, and the color of the fried dishes is not beautiful." After the vindictive cook finished speaking, he suddenly raised his head and said: "By the way, I see that you always go to the waterfall with a bucket to fetch water. You run so far What are you doing?"

"Hey, it's not that group of mages who insist that the well water is not as sweet as the water from the waterfall, and you know that these old bastards are panting after taking two steps, so please let me help them go to the waterfall to get water for them to drink. "

"Oh!"

Big Babylon came out from behind the table, with a hind leg of guinea fowl in his mouth, and said pitifully, "Brothers, why did the chief say to add two chicken legs to me? It wouldn't be to make me full." Are you ready to be beaten?"

The two ignored him, one started to breathe fire, and the other started to cook.

The vindictive cook: "You motherfucker, spray it lightly, it singes my hair."

Gas tank warrior: "You shake that big frying spoon lightly, the oil is all over my face, didn't you look at it?"

Babylon the Great: "..."

When the beast elves tiptoed back to the open space in the middle of the three big animal pens, Allen also "coincidentally" rushed over.

The beast elves who already knew Alan didn't put on that face of bitterness and hatred, but there was a hint of curiosity in their guarded expressions.

Allen was a little embarrassed. Facing the group of beast elves in clothes, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and he didn't speak for a long while.

Tilda, the leader of the beast elves, spoke first, "Chief Bloodhoof, do you have any advice?"

"See a teacher? Don't dare to be a teacher." After thinking for a while, Allen said: "In the future, you can move freely in the camp, but don't leave the camp. It’s from Beamon’s side, and I won’t save you if you get caught. Besides, you can’t go back to Beamon’s side. Mourinho doesn’t know whether he is dead or alive, so stay in the camp well. As for What are your plans in the future, let me know when you think about it.”

After finishing speaking, Allen turned and left without waiting for the other party to answer.

Allen is also helpless, the beast elves have already broken through the Bloodhoof Tribe from the inside, not to mention the old women, even ordinary soldiers have no hostility when they see them, and the three stupid beasts in the three big beast pens are also unreliable , it's better not to restrict their freedom. Besides, if they wanted to run, they would have already run away. Whether it is combat power or fighting skills, it is simply impossible for a few stupid old barbarians to stop them.

Seeing the back of Allen leaving, Tilda was thoughtful, and she keenly noticed that there were a few green stains on the barbarian chief's legs.

Seeing the exact same marks on the white calf of a companion beside her, Tilda blushed suddenly, and she suddenly remembered that there were some grasses beside the waterfall, because they were too wet, so others would accidentally stain some green of smudges.

But seeing her companions still looking at her in shock, Tilda smiled calmly and said, "Let's go and tell Sister Liv the good news."

A group of beast elves shouted excitedly, chirping non-stop.

"Finally there is no need to fight. I thought this guy was going to negotiate terms with us like Mourinho again."

"Yeah, you don't have to worry about it all day long."

"Hurry up and find Sister Liv and ask them to arrange a place for us. I really like those beast cubs, and I have always wanted to hug them but I dare not."

"What's there to hug those cubs running around all over the ground? I'm going to the magic tower. I want to learn magic and become a magic archer."

"Forget it, those human magicians are guys with eyes above the top, so they won't accept foreigners like us."

"Who said that, you didn't notice that there was a dirty kid. Didn't he become a magic apprentice? He is also a foreigner. I don't believe that my talent is not as high as those kids who play in mud every day."

Seeing these happy companions, Tilda looked at the back of Allen leaving, and suddenly felt the urge to cry.

The kind of complex emotions that always show a strong appearance and protect their companions for many years, and suddenly one day after being liberated, made her unable to calm down for a long time. She didn't know whether this situation was good or bad for them, but it was better than the hell that used to be. like life.

She wanted to tell Allen just now that they could serve the Bloodhoof Tribe, as long as they were treated the same as other fighters.

But the God of Destiny seemed to really smile at them, no, not only a smile, but a big laugh!

Chief Bloodhoof didn't make any request. Although she didn't say anything, she knew that she and her companions could walk freely in the camp full of vitality here, have dinner with the group of people, and sing together Dancing, you can claim and raise the beast cubs like Sister Liv and the others.

Before that, although they were prisoners of war in name, they never felt contempt and hostility in the eyes of others. Even if their freedom was restricted, they could enjoy unlimited food. When I was in the territory, I didn't even dare to think about it.

Because only those nobles can have endless food, warm clothes, and shelter from the wind and rain.

In addition to the fact that their status is not allowed, in order to maintain high-speed mobile archery, Mourinho's training for them can be said to be inhumane. Usually, in order to prevent them from escaping, they will not be given enough food. pause.

But now they don't have to fight, they don't have to train, and they don't have three meals a day.

And Sister Liv once told them that many people were once imprisoned in the open space of the Three Great Beasts, including the oldest old rogue Duff, and the druid elder Rooney, not to mention the current chief The right-hand man Thackeray and the camp steward, Master Lacey.

Whether it's Tilda or the other beast elves, although they kept shouting to do that, but as they talked, tears couldn't stop streaming down, and they said those meaningless words, but It was to hide the disbelief in my heart. It seemed that only in this way, after hearing the same words from my companions, could I prove that all of this was true.

Liv obviously got Alan's explanation, and walked over with a smile on her face and said, "Let me just say, the chief is always kind, it's just that he's been too busy recently, why has he been imprisoning you all the time?" , Sister, I said that what I said before is not bad."

Liv had told the beast elves before that Allen would not do anything to them, but the beast elves didn't believe it at that time.

Tilda hugged Liv, crying bitterly.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, don't let others see the joke, tell Sister Liv, what do you plan to do, do you want me to ask my man to build a few houses for you?"

"How many?" Tilda seemed a little unbelievable: "Sister Liv, what you said is that we don't have to live together, can we have a big house?"

Liv said inexplicably: "The forest is such a big place, what to do if you squeeze it together, you can use one room per person, but the location of the house needs to be approved by the chief, because the chief said that the planning of the camp must be approved by him, and it cannot Randomly built."

Tilda grabs Liv and runs away.

"Why are you running so fast?" Liv discovered for the first time that the beast elf girl in front of her was actually so strong, even stronger than a barbarian woman like her.

Tilda said without turning her head: "Go to your chief and ask him where the house can be built. We want a house for each person, um, yes, one room for each person, and we don't have to sleep together anymore."

When Alan saw Tilda again, he thought that Tilda was moved and wanted to agree with her body. When he heard that it was for building a house, he waved his hand impatiently and pointed to a random place.

Tilda didn't care about Alan's bad attitude, and even gave him a thankful smile.

It has to be said that Tilda, who had been keeping a cold face, suddenly let out a smile from the heart. Although it was a little stiff, it made Allen a little intoxicated like a spring breeze.

Tilda's facial features are not particularly delicate, and the lines are slightly tough. If such facial features are placed on a male face, it will be extremely beautiful, but this does not mean that Tilda is not beautiful, but has an alternative She is feminine, her eyes are firm but gentle, her nose bridge is high and straight, but she has inherited the beauty of the elves, her lips are slightly thinner, but her overall appearance is full, giving people a feeling of radiance.

Seeing Alan in a daze, Tilda couldn't help feeling a little shy when she thought that the other party might have peeped at her in the shower, and a few blush appeared on her fair face.

The posture of this little daughter completely surprised Allen.

Noticing Liv's complexion was a little weird, and after coughing awkwardly, Allen waved his hand and said, "Let Elder Migard design the blueprint of your house, and the giants will help, just let me tell you."

Liv rolled her eyes, the chief is indeed a guy who judges people by their appearance, the house where the old lady lived was built by the rough guys in the camp with the big Babylon, it looked crooked and ready to be stepped on from a distance.

In the past few times, the Big Babylon has been rebuilt. This guy is ridiculously lazy. He said that it would be good to have some sleep. Half a year ago, everyone was sleeping on the ground.

After sending Tilda and Liv away, Allen recalled the flawless bodies of the beast elves, and found that there seemed to be too many women in the camp. He used to complain that there were too many old women who looked like buckets. How long has it been since Giselle, Janna, Hathaway, Beast Elf, and Miranda, these beautiful women are all in the Bloodhoof camp.

Thinking of this, Allen touched the beard stubble on his chin, pretending to be distressed and said to himself: "Hey, who told me to be so handsome, it's annoying."

(End of this chapter)