Tales of the Calamitous Lighting

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Speaking of this, Zhang Yang suddenly saw the two pitiful cat-girls near the bonfire, so Fu turned back and said:

"The two of them are also pitiful enough. If possible, don't hurt them."

"This ... they witnessed the whole process of the battle just now. Although you don't think there is anything, but the lecherous leopard family is also a member of the nobles, if it is passed out ..."

If it is usual, most of the caravans of the two cat slaves will choose two treatment methods, and they will sell them cruelly, and they will simply let go of them if they are good.

It is just that the situation is special today, and the mission is dangerous for everyone, leaving it as a matter of plainness and adding an uncertain factor. After all, if they meet other orc nobles, or large group of adventurers, if they want to avenge the leopard clan, they just need to call out in public, and Mill Caravan will have a lot of trouble anyway.

No matter who it is, they won't like trouble.

As for the best way to keep people shut up and keep secrets ...

"I think this should not be a problem for you. After all, judging from their previous performances, they should not have any good feelings about the dead leopard. So this troubles you, Munch, I have to go back and hide It ’s ... "

Speaking of this, Zhang Yang gently patted Munch's shoulder with a straight knife in his hand, and then walked towards the darkness outside the camp.

(Hey ?! Did n’t Miss Hess go back to hide? Why did she go outside the camp? Anyway, when did she come out of there? Why did n’t we hear a little bit! )

Thinking of it here, Munch suddenly remembered that when she first met this mysterious Miss Heath, she was so frightened that she sent the lunch box back to the camp.

(Her latent hiding ability is really perfect! It seems that if she does not take the initiative to show up, even the strong fourth-order leopard clan will not find it!)

Thinking of the strength of the black Qianying who easily lured the Tier 4 Leopard Orcs and nobles, Zhang Yang's image in Mangke's heart suddenly rose to the point where he could compete with the Tier 4 strong.

"It's just that you're walking smartly, and I'll clean up the rest of the mess ..."

Munch was watching Zhang Yang's back whispering, feeling that Mil was finally safe. Suddenly he came together and looked carefully at the direction of Zhang Yang's departure. Then he squatted Mankra down tightly. Then he leaned into his ear and said:

"I said Brother Munch! I advise you to die this heart!"

Suddenly, Mill suddenly confused Munch. Give up? What the hell?

"Uh ~ Brother Mir, what do you mean clearly! What heart did you let me die?"

"Hey! We are also old brothers, and my brother won't be around you anymore! I mean, don't worry about Lord Hess! She's not a character you can control, be careful to get stuck too Deep, I can't find my wife in the future! "

"Cough! Brother you ..."

Hearing Mill's explanation, Munch suddenly choked. He was just thinking about other things before. For a man like Hess who is mysterious, beautiful and powerful, as long as he does not have a dizzy head, he will never have any other thoughts about it!

"Brother Mill, don't talk nonsense! Otherwise, in case you are heard by that ... eh ?! I was here just now ..."

(What about her? Why is there no shadow in the blink of an eye ?!)

...

Not to mention how depressed Munch was, how Mir confessed to the fire. In fact for the current members of the Mill Caravan, it is absolutely a breeze to deal with the battle scene and several bodies.

Speaking of this, the strong Panther clan who had fought with Zhang Yang just now had no chance to say his name until he died. And when Munch searched the body, he found that the leopard clan had no more money than the two Ma clan followers, and he immediately waved his hand and dragged it down to bury it.

As for the two trembling together, looking at Munch ’s cat girl with a pitiful look, Munch inquired carefully and found out that they were bought by the leopard strong only for a few days. In addition to venting his desires on the two of them, the guy dragged them around and said, 'The inferior slave is not worthy of knowing his noble name or the like.'

This is good, now that the unlucky fourth-order leopard clan powerhouse has really become anonymous. This was to make Mil, who crouched beside Munk, watching him communicate with the two cat girls laugh.

"Hey haha! He is still a fourth-order strongman, and he is still a leopard noble! After the end of his life, there is no name left, this is really no luck! Hey hey hey! From this point of view, he also Poor enough! Hahahaha! "

Speaking of the last, don't say that Mill crouched on the ground and covered her belly and laughed violently, even Munch and the two cat-girls all had strange expressions on their faces. As for the two horse followers? According to Mill ’s words, ‘there is no need to know the name if the owner has no name to follow ...’

When the crowd cleared everything up, the Mill Caravan Camp suddenly seemed as if nothing had happened. It's just that everyone understands that this is just an illusion. At this moment, it is not yet midnight to see the sky. Who will meet this night, and what will happen, no one knows.

This tense atmosphere keeps everyone's nerves in a state of tension almost all the time. This alone has made people very tired.

So, after Munch nodded, everyone except Bessack could be alert and rest around the fire. Of course, this wine is by no means a spirit, but pure ale.

However, at this time, Munch unexpectedly discovered that in the vicinity of the Kodo beasts loaded with goods outside the camp, the only remaining cattle of the caravan, Scout Bass, was still working hard. Seeing this, Munch sighed and walked over slowly with a double ale.

"Are you still sad about Bailey's death, kid?"

Leaning on the quietly sleeping Kodo, Munch passed one of the glasses.

"..."

"Come and have a drink. Those who are alive need more courage, because we are not only living for ourselves, but also carrying the efforts and hopes of those who have passed away. So it is good to work hard, but don't force yourself too much."

"Master Munch ... Thank you! But this is only one aspect. In fact, I ... I feel that I am too weak. If I could work harder in the past, not only would my cousin not die, everyone may also ..."

Beth said that when he felt a slight pain in his head, he looked up and found that it was Munch who smashed him with the wooden wine glass.

"Don't put all your sins on your own head, as you say, is my guard captain a sinner?"

"Ah! No! Lord Munch, I don't mean that! I ..."

"Do n’t be so nervous, I know. Actually, I just want to tell you that it ’s your choice to embark on this path, even if it is helpless choice, at least there are choices? Think about those who are called to the front of the **** battle. People, this is our destiny. "

"I understand! But Miss Mingsi can be so strong, why can't I become stronger!"

Hearing this, Munch suddenly smiled, then he pointed to the goods behind him and said:

"What do you say about our goods?"

Munch questioned Bess for a moment. Before talking about strength and destiny, what does this have to do with the goods?

"The goods are safe ..."

"I mean what is the value of the goods? Is it very valuable goods?"

"Of course not! It's just ordinary goods."

"Yeah, I think so too. But for this very general cargo, why should we spend so much effort trafficking?"

"This I ... I think that although the benefits are not great, but it can also maintain life, and it is something that ordinary people need, is it easy to sell?"

Hearing Beth saying this, Munch smiled with satisfaction and took a sip of the ale. Then he continued:

"Yes! It's a very good thing, although it's not very expensive, but it is what most orc civilians need. Just like you and me, although not strong, it is also needed in our kingdom. Man! Without our traders, how can commodities from all parts of the kingdom of NuoDa circulate? "

"You mean ..."

"Did you think of it? The same reason, it seems that although I am stronger than you, but I need your strength for the caravan! Everyone has their own position, and the goods cannot be compared by value alone, so are people. You ca n’t measure strength alone. Did n’t Mill say that? ”

"That sentence? Which sentence? Lord Mir said a lot ..."

"It's the phrase‘ people die than people, goods must be thrown away ’!"

"..."

"So don't compare yourself with others. It's true that you work hard, but you still can't deny your role and position. Besides, you can find someone who knows the truth and knows it! Do you know the details of Miss Heath? You Do you know her background and what she experienced? By the way, do you know her age? "

"Uh? Age? See how she looks, at most about twenty ..."

Speaking of where Bass has been stunned, he has seen the true face of the mysterious Miss Hess more than once. The beauty looks like it can only appear in a dream. It looks so young and beautiful! But if you think about it carefully, you can't see the traces of years on that beautiful face. If you want Bess to describe it, let's put aside her figure, Miss Heath's appearance is perfect!

But Munch's next words made Bass more and more reasonable.