Hunter starting from Hunter World

For a timid guy who is afraid of death, the best way to control him is to use his life as a threat.

After realizing that something terrible was installed in his heart, the kobold mage Kaou didn't care about the pain caused by the broken arms and toes, and rolled and crawled towards the tribal gathering place deeper underground.

Along the way, it passed through one narrow tunnel with a height of only about 30 centimeters, and felt like a deserted place in this underground maze dug by the kobolds.

There is no doubt that the kobolds can be invincible just by relying on this intricate underground passage that stretches for dozens of kilometers.

Because no matter whether it is the current humans, the Amani trolls, or the orcs who will sweep across the entire eastern continent in the future, it is impossible to get any benefits here.

Especially the large number of tunnels that get narrower as they go deeper, like death traps.

With the size of humans, trolls and orcs, when you find that you can't pass the dog hole ahead, it's too late to turn back.

The kobolds will use their own weapons, magic, and poisons to teach these intruders who are unable to advance or retreat in a small space a good lesson.

It's a pity that today they encountered Allen who didn't follow common sense and was extremely cunning and cunning.

You must know that when dealing with non-human races, Allen has always used all possible means, and he does not have even the slightest burden in his heart.

In this way, with anxiety and urgency, Kaou quickly limped back to the tribal gathering place.

As one of the few mages in the pack, he was quickly greeted by the chief, a powerful kobold warrior with a black tail.

As soon as the latter met, he immediately asked: What's the situation up there? Have all those damn humans evacuated?

No! No! Their leader is here and wants to negotiate with us. Kaou replied calmly.

Negotiation? The kobold chief was stunned for a moment.

Because in his impression, those races that call themselves humans have always looked down on the short stature and strength of kobolds.

Normally when encountered in the wild, humans would either ignore them or simply pull out their weapons and start a brutal massacre, killing all the kobolds in sight.

As for negotiations…

Do not make jokes!

In the eyes of humans, kobolds are monsters and uncivilized beasts.

Who would negotiate with a bunch of beasts and monsters?

This human leader is very different. He...he seems to know magic! And he also promised not to get close to the crystal. As long as we stop harassing them, we allow them to continue mining ores here. Kaou carefully repeated Allen's conditions .

Promise not to get close to the crystal? The kobold chief was obviously stunned. Where is he now? How many people has he brought with him?

There are only about twenty people in the upper mine shaft. Kaou gave the exact number without thinking.

As a slightly wiser person among the kobold tribe, it knows very well that quantity cannot be the only criterion for evaluating strength in many cases.

Especially during the short battle, Allen's hidden strength was definitely much more dangerous than it seemed on the surface.

But for the sake of his own life, Kaou did not intend to tell the clan leader the truth.

The poor kobold chief didn't know this. When he heard that the other party only brought twenty people, he immediately decided to go up and meet the human leader.

Of course, he has no intention of compromising or allowing humans to continue mining minerals here.

Just the opposite!

He wanted to tell the other party clearly face to face that this was the territory of the kobolds and all humans had to get out.

Otherwise, you will have to wait to drain your last drop of blood in the intricate underground maze.

With the idea of ​​​​defeating mankind, the kobold chief quickly summoned thirty warriors, four mages, and two shamans, and marched toward the upper mining area.

About twenty minutes later, the two parties finally saw each other in a relatively open pit.

Looking at this group of kobolds with fairly good equipment and possessing shamans and mages, Allen's eyes flashed with surprise and surprise.

You must know that reality is not a game!

Even in Quel'Thalas, a country based on magic, the proportion of mages in the ethnic group is not high, only less than a few tenths.

The rest are basically either combat professions such as spellbreakers, warriors, and rangers, but they are civilians, farmers, businessmen, craftsmen, artists, etc.

Not to mention races like kobolds that don't even have a magical heritage and basically rely entirely on luck.

After all, the first thing needed to develop a magical civilization is a large population base, a productivity strong enough to allow a large number of people to take off work and concentrate on research, and to provide massive amounts of materials and funds every year.

This is why Allen has never meant to teach magic to anyone around him.

At present, the Arathor Empire still has the foundation to establish a magical civilization.

But this group of kobolds living inside the mountains actually trained more than one mage and shaman.

There must be some unknown secrets hidden in it.

Could it be that he was influenced by the imprisoned earth princess?

Or do those bloodstone mines contain magic and elemental power that can help intelligent creatures understand it?

Just when Allen was stroking his chin and lost in thought, the kobold chief finally spoke impatiently: Human! Get out of our mine! We are not interested in your proposal!

What is it talking about? Alan asked with a half-smile while touching his chin.

The chief is asking you to leave. It does not intend to accept the conditions you propose. On the contrary, it believes that negotiation is a symbol of weakness. Kaou explained in a very helpless tone.

If possible, it would really like to be able to stop its chief's foolish behavior.

But it's a pity...

Although mages hold a high status in the tribe, most kobolds would rather obey a powerful warrior than a wizard or shaman.

The reason is very simple!

Compared to the mysterious magic and elemental power, ordinary kobolds are more willing to believe in the deterrent power brought by muscles and strong bodies.

Hahahaha! Weak? It actually thinks I'm weak?

Allen couldn't hold it back anymore, so he held his forehead and laughed.

Not only was he laughing, but all the accompanying knights and soldiers were also laughing wildly, even the unlucky guy who had been frostbitten before was no exception.

There is no way not to laugh!

You must know that Allen is a well-known hawk in the empire, and he believes that those who can take action should try not to make any noise.

Almost all the wars during Emperor Thoradin's growth were planned and launched by him.

He has always been known to be ruthless and merciless when dealing with his enemies.

The cruelty shown in the recent capture of trolls and murlocs as slaves has set off a wave of chauvinism in the imperial aristocracy.

Having tasted the sweetness, they desperately advocated that humans were superior to other races. They sent out almost all their private armies to capture slaves to fill the gap in the labor force, specializing in jobs that were extremely dangerous and prone to large-scale casualties. .

For example, a mine, or a quarry.

The human soldiers present simply could not imagine that one day their Duke would be called weak by the kobolds.

Lyle even foresaw in advance the bloody storm that would follow.

What are these humans laughing at? The kobold chief was obviously angry.

But because it couldn't understand the common human language, it could only ask loudly at the top of its voice.

But this time, Kaou did not fulfill his duty as a translator, but began to slowly retreat.

As a kobold mage with extremely keen senses, he could smell the smell of killing and death from Allen, so he decided to stay away from his brain-dead chief to avoid accidentally splashing blood.

As for the kobold chief who felt good about himself, he did not yet understand the situation. He raised the hammer in his hand and waved it in an extremely aggressive manner, trying to scare Allen and let the other party understand what he wanted to express.

I have to say, that scene looks downright ridiculous.

With humans' overwhelming advantage over the kobolds' strength and size, even the knight responsible for guarding them didn't feel that a mere thirty kobolds could pose any threat in this open terrain.

He even relied on his rich combat experience and skills to kill all the opponent's warriors except mages and shamans by himself.

Looking at the clown in front of him with his teeth and claws bared, Allen suddenly pulled out his sword without warning and completed a slash at a speed that was almost indistinguishable to the naked eye.

Everyone only felt a cold light flashing in the darkness!

Then the kobold chief's body split in half from the middle. A large amount of blood, internal organs, and brains flowed out from the incision, forming a large pool of bloody and sticky substance on the ground.

Shock!

All the kobolds present were frightened by this scene!

They never dreamed that the human being who invited them to negotiate would kill the strongest warrior in the tribe, the chief, without saying a word of nonsense.

Allen himself seemed to have done an insignificant thing. He gently shook off the blood on the sword, and then ordered without looking back: Kill them all! No one will be left except the spell caster.

Hehe! As you wish, Lord Duke.

The knight grinned and rushed into the midst of the confused kobold warriors, waving his sword with both hands and causing a bloody storm.

Other soldiers followed closely behind, some using shields and swords, while others used hammers and axes to slaughter the kobolds unscrupulously.

Not long after, the chief and more than thirty kobold warriors he led fell to the ground of the mine, turning into mutilated corpses.

The mages and shamans had weapons stained with the blood of their companions held on their necks, and they stayed where they were without daring to move.

The smell of blood and stench in the air is enough to make any timid person pee their pants.

Kaou, who was afraid of death, was trembling all over, with strong fear in his eyes. He hid in the darkness for a long time and did not dare to come out.

But Allen obviously would not easily let go of the kobold who had been controlled by him, and directly winked at the knight whose armor was stained with blood and minced meat.

The latter understood what he was doing and rushed forward with a single stride, taking Kaou out from the dark corner and throwing him onto the ground full of broken corpses.

boom!

Kaou, who fell heavily to the ground, didn't care about the pain at all. He quickly jumped up in panic and shouted: Don't... don't kill me! I'm willing to do anything!

Relax, I don't mean to kill you. On the contrary, I think you are a talent and want you to go back and become the new chief of the tribe. Allen said with a smile.

Chief? Me? Kaol was stunned.

Being able to become a mage is enough to show that it is much smarter than its stupid peers. It soon became aware of the power vacuum created in the tribe after all the chiefs and their loyal guards died.

But soon, the kobold mage shook his head vigorously and refused: No! No! Those idiots will not elect me to be the chief, let alone obey my orders. Because according to tradition, only the strongest kobold warriors, Only then can you be qualified to become a chief.”

Haha, no, you are wrong. The so-called tradition is not something that cannot be changed. As long as you are willing to pay some price for it! For example, use thunder to kill all the enemies who dare to oppose you, and then give Those who are willing to be loyal to you have the power and benefits. In this way, the entire tribe is divided into two classes, the ruling class and the ruled class. You can create conflicts and establish rules to make yourself and your descendants the tribe's leader forever. The chief can even create an underground kingdom belonging to the kobolds...

Through vivid descriptions, Allen showed another possibility to the kobold mage who was still in a primitive tribal society.

His voice was like the temptation from the devil in hell, fully arousing the greed and desire hidden in the other party's heart.

Become the supreme ruler?

Building a kobold underground kingdom?

Kaou felt his heart beat faster and even his breathing became rapid.

As a smart kobold, it knew very well that Allen wanted to control himself and then the entire kobold tribe by doing this.

The problem is, it doesn't care at all.

Because the mysterious power in the heart is enough for Allen to control its life and death.

Since you are destined to be controlled by the other party, why don't you think of ways to make yourself more comfortable, or even become the king below one person and above ten thousand people?

The seeds of ambition began to take root in the kobold mage's heart.

After all, in the primitive tribal society of kobolds, there is no concept of ethics at all, and all behaviors are just for survival.

Soon, Kaou accepted Allen's suggestion, took a lightning wand and the chief's half-drawn head, and staggered toward the tribe's gathering place deep underground in the mountain.

As for the captured kobold mages and shamans, they were firmly trapped and prepared to be taken back for some experiments and research.

In Allen's eyes, they were like white mice in a cage. Their fate was destined to have no good outcome from the moment they were caught.

In contrast, the human warriors who were traveling with them were filled with admiration and awe for the Duke's ability to defeat the kobolds.

They understand that once Kaou succeeds, the territory will gain not only a mine with rich reserves, but also thousands of free kobold miners.