My Magic Age

The indigenous elders returned to the tribe and discussed for a long time, and finally agreed to my proposal. Although they didn't quite understand the difference between a contract and a covenant, and thought that this should be a magic contract in the form of master and servant, my proposal could at least allow those injured indigenous people to survive. Since they can still live, what else can they ask for?

The indigenous elder believed that as the party who needed to prepare the contract, I couldn't come up with enough magic contract scrolls at once, which was the main reason for the failure to sign the magic contract. Although I was a magician noble and promised them that what I said would always be valid, it seemed that they didn't fully believe it, and those indigenous people were also gambling.

In the face of life and death, freedom and slavery, they wanted to give those injured children and women the right to live.

The indigenous elders in the tribe began to integrate the strong indigenous people who were not injured. This was the most important new force of the indigenous tribe and the fire of the bloodline inheritance of this indigenous tribe. Under the leadership of five indigenous elders, they marched towards the south of the Black Forest. These indigenous people had successfully passed through the defense line established by the Grand Duke of Samoyed, which was almost useless, and officially entered the jungle south of the defense line of Tanton City.

Before the situation in Tanton City deteriorated, this was the buffer zone between the Abyssal Nibru Spider Army and the Knights of the Grand Duke of Samoyed of the Green Empire. However, after Tanton City was besieged by the Nibru Spiders, this place had long been considered the territory of the Nibru Spiders.

These indigenous people in the Yero plane at least need to cross the entire area occupied by the Nibru Spiders and the entire Black Forest to find other tribes of indigenous people. Only by uniting together can these indigenous people in the Yero plane have room to survive on this land.

But in this dangerous jungle, whether they can escape from those terrifying spider kisses depends on their luck.

The bonfires are still about to burn out. Only these natives know that kind of wood does not produce smoke when it burns. The thick smoke sometimes in this dense forest is like a beacon, which will directly tell the enemy a lot of information.

In this dense forest, these natives master the way to survive.

Sitting on the stone wall, looking at the natives who are ready to go, I feel quite emotional.

I think, if these natives master one of the power or magic, they will be the well-deserved overlords of this plane. Unfortunately, if they want to develop to that point, without the invasion of outsiders, it may take hundreds or even thousands of years to evolve. In the long river of history, who will rise and fall is always unknown.

The roasted spider leg meat was cut into pieces and carried on the backs of each native. These roasted meats will be their rations for the next few days. These natives need to sneak through the Nibru spider-controlled area at the fastest speed, taking advantage of the fact that the largest main force is all concentrated under the city of Tanton. Perhaps this is the best time to cross the spider area.

After resting for half a day, the natives finally set off and left the dense forest in a mighty manner. The strong men carried spears made of giant spider tentacles and some large nets woven with linen ropes on their backs. These natives who have lived in the jungle for countless generations know how to set traps.

These spider tentacles, spears and nets were provided to them free of charge by me. Since they decided to cross the spider-occupied area, I think they should be given some help, at least this should create some trouble for the Nibru spiders.

They have begun to imitate the Green people's combat level system and train their own warriors, but they are given too little time. The fighting level of those strong men cannot even reach the level of the Green Empire's seventh-level warrior apprentices.

I held the parapet with both hands, watching the wounded natives walk into the sentry post one after another. Some wounded people who were able to move supported or carried the seriously injured natives, forming a long line outside the sentry post. Kalancuo stood beside me with his hands folded on his chest, quietly watching the natives who walked into the sentry post, and then looked at me curiously.

"Jia, if you stand in front of me at this time, with a sacred halo surging from your body and white wings appearing behind you, and then tell me in a compassionate tone: You are the messenger of the gods, and it is the gods who guide you to walk in the world and save those suffering people. I am afraid I will believe you without hesitation." Kalancuo teased me.

I found that the shadow of the Valkyrie behind her was becoming more and more solid, and every battle would rapidly increase her strength.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the orcs, foreigners always need to be conquered by force.

I found myself somewhat afraid to face Kalancuo's fiery eyes. Her body was very well-proportioned and fit. The body wrapped in leather armor had the same explosive power as a cheetah. This orc female warrior began to grow rapidly on the battlefield of the Yelo plane.

After a moment, I retracted my gaze, rubbed my hands and asked her back: "Isn't this good? I bet that these more than 700 natives do much more work every day than a thousand native slaves, because in their hearts, there is still a glimmer of hope for freedom. I believe they will work very hard."

She turned and walked down the stone wall, and walked straight to the shower room on the side of the sentry post. At this time, Takama followed Qi Ge and came from the bathroom. It seemed that he should have finished washing up, and now it was Kalancuo's turn.

I didn't expect that the small sentry post was so functional and even had a small independent bathroom. It seemed that the Green soldiers had been operating this sentry post very carefully. Obviously, they had been too comfortable in their plane journey, so they relaxed their vigilance and were caught off guard by the Nibru spiders who ran out of the Abyss.

I'm afraid that the general stationed in Tanton City has not yet reacted to how those spider warriors broke through the defense line set up by the Grand Duke of Samoyed. In my opinion, this defense line is as fragile as straw paper, and in fact it is.

At this time, Kalancuo had already walked away, but the voice was still very clear: "You treat these Yelo plane natives so well that I have an illusion that you are not a Green Empire person at all, but a Yelo person!"

I smiled lightly, but did not refute.

Qige put on a loose magic robe, hiding her seductive body in it. The blood-stained salamander leather armor should have been washed by Takama. Every beautiful woman likes cleanliness, not to mention a pampered noble like Qige.

Qige's rosy cheeks were still covered with crystal water drops, and her expression of joy and anger made my memory seem to return to the orc town, Guludin.

I remember when I made a set of salamander leather armor for Katarina, Qige was so jealous that she was almost crazy. There was even a period of time when Katarina did not dare to wear that set of leather armor.

At that time, her body had not developed well, at least her chest was still very flat, and she could not wear the kind of tight leather armor that could show her sexy figure. Now she obviously has enough capital, especially she has a slim waist like the elf beauty. When she wears this tight leather armor of almost the same style, she looks more charming than when Katarina wore this leather armor.

As she walked, she wrung out her wet hair. Her long hair set off her snow-white neck, making her look as beautiful as a white swan. The ruby ​​on her neck shone brightly.

When Kalanna and Qige passed by, the orc warrior politely knelt slightly to salute Qige. This was a simple courtesy of the Green Empire maid to the hostess, not the courtesy of a warrior to a noble, although Kalancuo looked more like a female warrior now.

Qige had a faint smile on her lips, and she was very elegant. However, when Kalancuo walked over, the look in Qige's eyes when she looked at me seemed a little playful. She walked to my side, stood there quietly without saying a word, and watched the native wounded who walked into the sentry yard from outside the gate.

Spreading the wet long hair on her head, Qige's fingertips were surrounded by a trace of wind element, and the soft wind gently blew through her hair, and her hair flew in the wind.

She seemed very focused, and her voice was a little lazy: "When you were in Guludin, you got along well with the orcs. I didn't see any prejudice against the orc tribe in your eyes. You always blended into the group of orcs easily."

I was thinking: Why did Qige tell me this?

She supported her elbows on the parapet, leaned forward, and her eyes fell on a wild grape vine next to the stone wall. Then she said, "I always thought that maybe it was because you grew up with Kuz and were used to the lifestyle of the orcs and were used to being close to them. However, now it seems that you have no prejudice against these Yelo natives. You don't have the arrogance of the Green Empire people. You are like a wild grape vine, taking things as they come, and growing tenaciously no matter where you are."

"You are not like the Green Empire people at all. They learned magic and art from the white elves, and also learned arrogance and prejudice. These shortcomings seem to be completely missing in you. Hey! Jijia, I have a question for you." Qige asked me with a flash of curiosity in her eyes.

But she was right. I probably can't be considered a Green Empire person.

Although I grew up in El City in the Sloyt Province of Green, I don't think it is my hometown.

My hometown is in a land surrounded by the blue sea, where there is also a civilization of Heike Technology.

And El City can only be considered my home, where my family is.

"Ah!" I agreed.

Then I saw Qi Ge blinking cunningly, with a relaxed smile on his face, and said to me: "Are you also like me, running from the Kingdom of Etia?"

I scratched my head and said uncertainly: "According to Old Kuru, I think my birthplace should be in the Burning Forest area! I don't know, I have to wait until later, maybe I will know it in the future! Well, I will definitely know it. If I have the chance, I will go to the Burning Forest full of flames to take a look. I heard from Old Kuru that the flames there burned the sky red..."

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The sky of the Yero plane is still gray, whether it rains or not, there is no sunshine.

Ferns that like humid environments grow vigorously in the Black Forest, and mosses and fungi can be seen everywhere.

This sentry post is built on a high hill. Inside the white stone wall, only the tall watchtower is exposed. This spiral spire-style building built in this Black Forest does not seem so practical. Climbing up to the watchtower, you can only see an endless sea of ​​dark green trees.

The entire flat yard of the sentry post was filled with injured indigenous people. Most of them had penetrating injuries. Those wounds were stabbed by the sharp tentacles of giant spiders, and they were punctured on their legs, shoulders, and arms. They can only be regarded as minor injuries. Most of the seriously injured indigenous people were stabbed. It penetrated the abdominal cavity. Some of the injured had a big hole in their stomachs, and some of the injured had their chests torn open. There were moans of pain everywhere in the yard, and some young children were lying on the stone slabs. Above, helpless cries made the atmosphere at the sentry post very heavy.

Seeing the wounds oozing blood, the orc warriors squatting next to the injured indigenous people seemed helpless. They held a sharp thin-skin knife in one hand and a roll of hemostatic bandage in the other hand. He looked at the indigenous child lying on the floor with a face. He was frightened by the orc warrior, and his injured body was trembling.

Even if the orc warrior just moves his body, he will scream in fright. There is a round bloody hole on the thigh of this indigenous child, which can be seen from the back of the buttocks. From the front, his wound is not serious. It was big, but the barbs on the sharp forelimbs of the giant spider had torn half of the flesh on his buttocks.

The aboriginal child was trembling with fear, and the orc warrior squatting next to him was also sweating. He didn't know what the child was screaming about. He was probably injured in his inner abdomen. The orc child would not suffer from such a small injury. Crying like a pussy.

Each of these twenty orc warriors holds a roll of hemostatic bandage in their hands and is undergoing on-site field training. They are responsible for treating these injured indigenous people. Only this kind of practical training can enable them to know how to use first aid as soon as possible.

"Don't bandage the wounds casually. These are good hemostatic bandages. I need you to clean the wounds carefully, and then use a brush to apply some strong liquor to the wounds. Don't look too casual. Please be serious. , I brought out so many hemostatic bandages and spirits from the warehouse, I didn’t let you just waste them for fun." Kalancso walked back and forth around these orc warriors and cursed at the clumsy orc warriors.

Then he continued with an unquestionable tone: "Everyone must learn how to deal with wounds correctly. This technique is called 'first aid' in the Green Empire. It will allow you to deal with those wounds correctly when you are injured. , have a greater chance of surviving on the battlefield.”

Squatting in front of a wounded man with a broken leg, I raised my hand and greeted Kalantso: "Kalantuo, over here! Call all the soldiers who have finished their work at hand over here. , let me explain to you how to deal with severed limbs on the battlefield..."