The lord is red again

Lauder, the blacksmith with a mustache, was a little worried. The sudden war that broke out today not only affected the inner city, which was known as the safest zone, but those powerful legionnaires were like paper and collapsed at the first touch.

What happened next was something that no one, including Lauder, expected.

There was no massacre and no looting.

It is difficult for you to understand that a group of people who were aggressive and cruel just now suddenly chatted and greeted you with a smile, and warmly invited you to join.

join in? Of course you have to join!

When Leon City was breached, Lord Yang, one of the three army commanders, died in battle. Every resident of Leon City who left saw his body kneeling on the ground holding his sword.

The other two legion commanders fled with the remaining soldiers.

Since then, Lauder has had no other thoughts.

Whoever doesn't let him join will be in a hurry!

"I, Lauder! I will work faithfully for Xinglong."

Until the death of the lord.

He kept the second half of the sentence in his heart.

They walked for a long time after leaving Leon City, and finally set up camp before dark.

"Line up, come one by one!"

There are undead people distributing food in front of them. As a member of the inner city blacksmith, Lauder certainly knows the undead people. He has repaired weapons for those guys and heard too many stories about the undead people in the tavern.

People who know that they are immortal can do anything without any restrictions because they really will not die.

I also heard that the undead drank magic potions just to gain strength.

I also heard that the undead cannot take off their pants, haha!

A portion of dry food is a piece of bread that cannot be chewed.

Lauder was a little dissatisfied. He was not one of the men and women who lined up in front to get the food and then felt like they had found a treasure. As a blacksmith, Lauder had much better food. At least the bread did not have to be mixed with sawdust.

But a growling stomach can cure all picky eating problems. After being frightened for most of the day and traveling for a long time, and with great physical exertion, Lauder couldn't help but take a big bite of bread.

So delicious!

"Hey, do you want a child?"

A voice approached, and Lauder turned to look at the person.

Immortal? It should be, because Lauder has seen too many similar faces. These undead people seem to have many twin brothers. Sometimes they look so similar that they can't tell them apart even if they stand next to each other naked.

But why did the other party come over with a child in his arms?

"This is a child who has lost his mother." The undead man continued: "I remember you, you are a bearded blacksmith in the inner city. How about you, do you want to raise this child? He can support you in your old age in the future."

Lauder looked at the child and said, "Not interested."

With the future uncertain, Lauder had no intention of raising a burden, and he was used to being carefree.

The undead man did not bother Lauder, but held the child and went to find the next person. For Lauder this was just a sideshow.

The next day, they continued on their way, but when they reached the intersection of Trident, the undead people chose to go south, and only a small number of soldiers escorted Lauder and others.

Look at the gleaming sword. No one will choose to resist. Just be obedient.

Moreover, why should we resist the forces that can defeat Leon City? We should be happy to join them.

After two days of traveling, Laud was exhausted. After crossing the deep underground river, they were greeted by a group of heavily armed soldiers.

They were then taken to a crowded town.

Crowded!

There are actually towns with thousands of people gathering in the last days. What do these people usually eat to survive? Plus he and others, Lauder didn't even dare to think about how much food a meal would cost.

He only knew that even Lord Leon would never be able to support so many people.

The whole town is busy.

Lauder was arranged to line up. He had to report his name, age, occupation, etc., and was then assigned a small badge that he had to wear on his chest.

Laud, who had been a blacksmith before, naturally gained the identity of a blacksmith again. Before Laud could get happy, he found that he seemed to be in a very terrifying environment.

Strike, strike continuously, strike like crazy.

There is also a large amount of ore being transported, and the work seems endless.

Lauder began to miss the leisurely days in Leon.

Having been a blacksmith for most of his life, this was the first time that when Lauder closed his eyes at night, the sound of blacksmithing could be heard in his head, and the hot sparks even burned into his dreams.

Wake up the next day and continue blacksmithing.

On the third day, continue blacksmithing.

The fourth day...

The town of Prey, with its rapidly expanding population, seems to have a tendency to transform into an industrial town.

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"I'll take good care of this little guy, look at him."

Ludo held the boy in his arms. Although he was only over one year old, to the dwarf, the child was already considered "big".

As Star Dragon Post gradually turned from bright to dark as a secret potion military base, the old territorial observation tower gradually took its place.

NPCs such as Ludo and Eluna were brought here, and they must provide a more immersive performance for the undead here.

Moreover, Ludo is a dwarf clown. The cunning clown sometimes tricks the undead into betting, which can bring a lot of profits to the territory.

Today, when the undead came to look for an NPC willing to raise the boy in his arms, the dwarf Ludo took the initiative to stand up.

There was no possibility of having another child, and he couldn't marry a wife. It might be good to have a son of his own.

"You..." Sweet Mushroom was not familiar with Ludo, and he felt that Ludo might not be able to take good care of the child.

But Sweet Mushroom was a little anxious. His emotions prevailed at that time, and he took the initiative to take on the "task", but the child was always around, and eating, drinking, defecating and urinating were very energy-consuming, and he also needed to earn points to exchange for potions.

The post station has been opened, and now the disaster war horses are said to have been hyped up to sky-high prices, and some local tyrants spend money to pay offline for them.

Every minute he wastes is a waste of red money.

When the child is just a string of code thrown away? If he could do it, he would not have taken the initiative to take on the task.

"Are you sure you can take good care of him?" Sweet Mushroom still couldn't directly and irresponsibly hand the child over to the other party.

"I'm sure." Ludo's eyes were always on the child, and the child seemed to think Ludo was very interesting, and he kept giggling at him.

"Look, how much he likes me."

"Well, I have no choice." Sweet Mushroom nodded, as long as someone is willing to take over.

And he also knew that, compared to using interests to exchange or moral kidnapping, someone who was willing to take the initiative to accept the child would definitely take the initiative to treat the child well, so that the child would not be abandoned.

"Thank you very much," Ludo said with a smile: "Why don't you give the child a name?"

"Is this... a task reward?" Sweet Mushroom looked at the boy in a daze.

In the past two days of contact, the two sides still had some feelings, and the boy would open his arms and ask for a hug when he saw him.

Many messy names in his mind were forcibly suppressed by Sweet Mushroom. He took a deep breath: "Excuse me, sir, what is your name?"

"Ludo."

"Maybe the child can be called Luke?"

"Luke! Look, you have a name~" Ludo hugged the boy and laughed. In terms of making people laugh, the dwarf is a professional.

Although he did not get a substantial reward, Sweet Mushroom felt very wonderful when he thought that he actually named an NPC.

He said goodbye and left, ready to brush up points.

"Shouldn't call him Luke." Sweet Mushroom suddenly stopped and patted his head after walking for a while. It was all because of his sentimentality that took over again. If he named his child "Sweet Mushroom is so handsome" or "Sweet Mushroom I love you", people would definitely think of him when they saw the little guy in the future.

He missed a chance to become famous!