Three Philosophical Questions for Travelers

Razor and the Witch-king, 24

Razor and the Witch-king, 24

With their departure, the pan trust quickly collapsed.

Razor remembered that Isrit said that Pantoras has a will, that is to say, this huge tree is actually a living body like a human being, a great giant.At this moment, Pantoras is burning in the fire, and every leaf that falls is equivalent to the destruction of a village; every branch that is broken is equivalent to the disappearance of a city.The ancient tree god was dying tragically, Razor couldn't bear to look back.

The smoke and flames had already turned Pantoras into a black-red nightmare, and the bronze forest melted under the high temperature, gradually turning into hot copper liquid.This fiery copper sea blocked them, leaving them nowhere to escape.

At this time, the two elves summoned four big-winged birds so that they could ride the wind away.A group of people took the big wing bird and flew in the sky.They looked down, and their feet had turned into a sea of ​​flames.Soon after they crossed the Bronze Forest and landed at the entrance.

Isrit sighed sadly: "Pantoras, a great miracle. I failed to see his glory, but saw his destruction. And... I also want to learn more about tree elves. This It all happened so fast."

Razor said, "Never mind, you took two living elves."

Isrit smiled wryly, and she looked at the two elves.A man and a woman, both of them are two meters tall and well-proportioned; their facial features are correct, their skin is smooth, and the flowers on their bodies are just right.As the last blood of the elves, these two couldn't be more suitable.

The two saluted to Isrit. They didn't speak human language yet, so they could only express their loyalty in this way.

Isrit returned the salute, and then she opened the bronze gate with a spell, and led everyone away.The distant Bronze Forest and Pantoras died in the fire, and the elegy of the elves was blown on the wind.

They left the dreamy kingdom of elves and returned to the bottom of the lake in Witch's Mystery.Isrit summoned giant water spheres, allowing them to float from the bottom of the water.Razor stood in the huge bubble of water, his thoughts still on the previous moment.The images of the battle reappeared repeatedly in his mind.

He thought of the almost invincible demon god again.He remembered Netway calling him "The Disciplinarian."

Netway knows more than I do, Razor thought.

The Commander, one of the Three Great Demon Lords.Besides him, there are fraudsters and demagogues.Razor was lost in thought.So, what we got rid of today is one of the three demon kings?

The Disciplinarian's power far exceeds Razor's calculations.The reason why they can win today is because of the help of Pantoras - this ancient elf tree provided them with sufficient magic power, relying on this magic power, Isrit turned into a god, the ancient power recalled by the razor, Knightway was reborn from the blood...

Knightway.

The thought of this woman made him worry.Netway's current state is very poor, and her life is even in danger.Netway was half a head taller than Razor, but she weighed less than thirty catties at the moment.Razor wondered, where did the rest of the weight go?

She is an empty shell now, how can I fill her up?

The cool sun shone through the lake, and here they were.

When the group got out of the water, they all felt shivering from the cold.It is winter now, and the wind is cold and hard.The orc quickly lit a fire on the spot.

The two elves had never been to the human world, and they looked at the surrounding scenery with horror and excitement on their faces.The female elf took a handful of water and poured it on her body, and then shivered from the cold; the male elf was talking to Isrit in Elvish language, saying something excitedly.

The orc made a fire, and Razor laid Netway down in a warm place.Then Razor asked Isrit: "What are you going to do next?"

Estherite rubbed her belly and said: "After something like this happened, Hummingbird City can't go back. I want to find a safe place and give birth to the baby safely. I used too much magic power, I don't know Can you still give birth smoothly." She raised her head and asked the razor, "Fasnat, what about you? Where are you going?"

Razor said: "I..." He glanced at Netway, then sighed, "I want to bring her back to life, but, I..."

Isrit pondered for a while, and said, "Maybe the witches have a solution, or... I can ask those two elves. Fasnat, take her with me. We..."

The Faceless Ranger suddenly said, "Someone is coming."

They had just crawled back from the brink of death, and everyone was vigilant. As soon as they heard that someone was coming, everyone was ready to fight.Razor looked in the direction the Faceless Ranger pointed, and saw a group of witches in black and green robes walking slowly.These people drove the carriage and beat the gong every few steps.

"It's the witches of Hummingbird City." Isrit said, "I'll go meet them."

"Mistress, be careful." Despite that, Razor didn't worry too much about her.

"Ah."

Estherite went up to talk to those witches, and an old witch who was the leader got off her horse. She coughed heavily, and then asked loudly, "Who is here?"

"Israet." Israet said to her, "Israet Ambside. A former disciple of Uldralan, the witch ranks as a bird."

The old witch said: "Are you Master Isrit?"

"My lord?" Isrit frowned, "Who are you?"

The old witch waved her hand, and all the witches behind her got off their horses.At this time, two young witches wearing crowns of flowers and birds came from behind. She stepped forward to salute Isrit, and said, "It really is you. We have been looking for you for a long time, my lord."

One of the two young witches was a dark-skinned southern girl with a tall figure and three-dimensional features; the other had a kind face and a gentle smile on her round face.

Razor watched confusedly, but he could be sure that these people did not come to fight.

Isrit was stunned for a moment and said, "Seth? Trinina? Are you..."

"According to Aldralan's will, we will regard you as the new Witch King." The two young witches knelt on one knee.

Isrit stared wide-eyed and asked, "Are you right? Do you really want me to inherit the title and become the Witch King?"

"It's absolutely true, my lord! Aozhuolan said that her going to the sealed secret realm this time will be very dangerous! It is very likely... If something happens to her, then the position of the Witch King will be given to her most trusted disciple—you Inherit!" The oldest old witch also knelt down humbly, and then prostrated herself in front of her, "And I feel the supreme magic power from you! You are the Witch King!"

Then a ceremony officer wearing glasses and a red and yellow robe came over. He opened a thick book and drew several circles on it with a quill.After all this he said:

"Israet Ambside! According to the laws of the United Kingdom of the South, you are enshrined in the Mier family, and you are a vassal of the Mier family. From now on, your legal title will be: King of Witches of the School of the East , the egg of the white moth, the master of the stars, the moon, and the wind, the master of the baise flowers, the mother of the orcs, the guardian of the flower field, the king of the hummingbird city, the mother of the sons, Isrit Ambside!" He panted He breathed a sigh of relief, "The above titles can be used for sacrifices, ceremonies, trips and gatherings. Other folk titles are self-made-the above are oral ceremonies, and the formal ceremony will wait until June next year."

Once the ceremonial officer sings the horn, the matter is considered finalized.Even if it is false, it will become true if it is sung like this.Razor looked at him in a daze, and he asked Isrit: "Hmm... Lord Earl? So..."

Isrit's expression was very complicated. She glanced at him and said, "It's a long story, Fasnat. Anyway, go to Hummingbird City with me." The new Witch King said to Razor, "I will let the witch Let us help heal Natway, and I have one more thing to discuss with you."

"Which thing?" Razor guessed the answer after saying these three words.Because there was murderous intent in the eyes of the Witch King.

"About my husband, and Bear Mountain." The Witch King's expression became colder than the cold wind, "I need you, I need your strength."

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Chapter 22: Strategizing De Lair, a

Chapter 22: Strategizing De Lair, a

These days, the development of Rotten Flesh Beach can be said to be thriving.

The two big gangs have been wiped out by Dreyer, and no one can challenge the majesty of the mayor.So Delaire Hanslock, the big boss of the rotten meat beach, made new rules and strictly implemented them: chop off fingers for stealing, chop off arms for robbery, castration for rape, skinning for murder—every weekend He will publicly execute these criminals.

The town clock in the Rotten Flesh has been repaired.On weekends, Dreyer would ring the big bell.Every time a person commits a crime, he will knock once, and after the knock is over, the criminal will be paraded in the streets.Wait until the afternoon to carry out bloody torture in the square.

To enforce the new rules, and to establish his own tools of violence, Dreyer created a new police department.The police department was still in charge of Magnolia, and then he recruited new people from outside. These people were personally interviewed by Delaire and Magnolia, and they were all foreigners with a clean background.Delaire tried to recruit young people who were more easily incited, and then brainwashed them with "honor, hope, and a bright future" after they came.After he cleared the eyes of these people, he would hand them over to Magnolia for training.

Magnolia used to be a noble lady, because of her family, she knew how to train soldiers.Dreyer asked her to train these people according to the rules of the army.Occasionally, Dreyer would go to inspect the recruits by himself, and refer to Haven's way of training in Mustang Town, and give some opinions to the instructors.

Soon the men were on the job, and they caught 26 perpetrators in the first week.So on the weekend of that week, the pier square was thoroughly washed by the criminal's blood, and the screams spread throughout the rotten meat beach.

The torture worked as a deterrent, and in the second week, Magnolia only caught four criminals, and the security of the pier improved rapidly—at least on the surface.Dreyer knew that there were many secret crimes, but he didn't care--as long as it made sense!He didn't really want to uphold justice, he just wanted to straighten out his territory so that he could make money.

Which city doesn't have stalkers?Almost on the line!

In the midst of all the singing and dancing, Rotten Routan Wharf resumed its previous functions.Dreyer took advantage of the winter to ask someone to repair the dock facilities and recruited dock workers in advance.In addition, he arranged supervisors in hotels, taverns, casinos, brothels, pawnshops, and merchant guilds around the pier.He asked Captain Durkun and Black Shark to manage all this and supervise the terminal facilities, which are all within the responsibility of the Port Department.

Both Captain Dekun and Black Shark are local snakes, and they know the affairs of the dock very well.With them supervising this place, the efficiency of the terminal quickly improved.Dreyer gave them sufficient law enforcement powers. For those who do not cooperate, Black Shark can "legally" remove their shop signs, fine them, and arrest people in case of violent resistance.After arresting people, they will be sent to the police department and let Magnolia take care of them.

Of course, Dekun and Black Shark have made a lot of money here, and Dreyer turned a blind eye to this—how can there be an official who is not corrupt?If you can get things done for me, it doesn't matter if you are a little bit greedy.Dreyer knew this set of official rules very well, and he gave both kindness and force to this, and beat the two of them from time to time, telling them that there should be a limit to what they did.The people of Dekun are mature and know this truth, but Hei Sha is a tyrannical person, and talking alone is not enough.So Dreyer took him to visit the execution ground and let him watch the skinning of living people. After watching it twice, this guy became much more honest.

Dreyer thought to himself: You must be honest!Don't say you're afraid, I'm even afraid of the skinning!But there's nothing wrong with that, skinning is just skinning.Yes, I'm "Justice Enforcer", that's such a good word to use, ha!

Now Rotten Routan has established four management departments.These four departments are the Ministry of Harbor Affairs, the Ministry of Police, the Ministry of Finance and the Ministry of Labor.Now that the first two departments have begun to bear fruit, the next two parts are the latter.

The Ministry of Labor is responsible for the purchase of slaves and the management of the living dead. He handed over this matter to the necromancer who surrendered. He needs to observe these two people first, so the Ministry of Labor is not in a hurry.

The finance department is the most troublesome.Dreyer is a person who lacks special trust, and now he basically handles financial matters by himself.But he has too many things to do. In the future, he will run the Black Rat Castle, open the arena, run a new winery, run a business with him, manage the town, participate in the noble society, and... more Sleep with the new pale beauty.

The new sleeping girl is called Water Lily.

Water Lily is a good girl. This girl was originally a sacrifice to the night god, so she has been well trained.Dreyer kept her by his side, eating and sleeping with her.Then one morning, Delaire saw Water Lily lying on the window sill, writing and drawing in a small notebook with a pen, so he asked Water Lily, "What are you writing?"

"Ah, this?" The morning light of the water lily shone on the girl's fair face, and the smile on her face was very sweet, "This is my own account book. I am recording the pocket money you gave me, and figure out how to spend it. ’ She picked up the notebook and showed it to Dreyer.

Dreyer saw the neat writing on it, and the small characters looked very delicate. He became interested and asked the water lily, "Oh? How do you spend it?"

Water Lily came over and sat beside him, and showed him the notebook. "This is the income for this month." The water lily stuck to his body and pointed to him.The water lily will always draw the distance between them invisible, and as soon as the two get closer, Dreyer will want to sleep with this girl.He suspected that the girl did it on purpose.

"This is my expenditure part. Here, I bought perfume, nightdress and nail polish." She stretched out five pale pink nails to show Dreyer, with a little girl's innocent smile on her face, "Here are living expenses and future plans. I plan to buy an anklet next month, but I need to save a little money. And this, this is my savings..."

Dreyer was very pleasantly surprised, he thought to himself: Isn't there someone who manages the accounts?This girl is my mistress, she sleeps in the same bed with me every day, how can she be unfaithful to me?That's her!

Dreyer wanted to ask her: how about you come to be my finance minister?Manage the money for me?But when the words came to his lips, he felt that it was inappropriate.

After a little thought, Dreyer said to her:

"Water Lily, marry me."

"Ah? My lord, what did you say?" The ledger fell to the ground, and Lily's face turned red.

Strategizing Dreyer, II

Strategizing Dreyer, II

"I said you marry me." Dreyer repeated again.

Water Lily stared wide-eyed, but said nothing.She picked up the ledger slowly and put it on her lap.Her hand was gripping the edge of the ledger, the back of her hand was tense, and her fingers were trembling slightly.

Dreyer said to her, "Girl, what's your answer?"

Water Lily looked at Dreyer, eyes full of horror, "No..." She shook her head hesitantly, "I mean... I'm just..."

Dreyer waved his hand and said, "You are not the same as those prostitutes and slaves. You are a sacrifice to the God of Night. You have no marks on your face, and you have not soaked too much potion. Your life is still very good. Long, sooner or later, I will find a man to marry—marrying someone else is worse than marrying me, do you see if there is a better man than me in this rotten meat beach? No!" He laughed dryly.

Water Lily was noncommittal, she pursed her lips together, and whispered: "I...I don't want to be so soon..." She said while watching Dreyer's expression, "I mean, at least wait a few more days, I haven't Mentally prepare."

Dreyer subconsciously thought: I am your master, if I ask you to marry me, it is flattering you!What are you waiting for.However, after thinking about it, treating a fiancée is different from treating a slave. Since she is said to be a free person, she must be given a little "freeman's power."

Dreyer didn't really like the girl, he just wanted the loyalty of the water lily.In order to guarantee his own property, the person who manages the money must be trustworthy, and the most trustworthy person is his own wife.

When you get married, it's a family.How can my own wife embezzle my own things?

He gave Water Lily three days to think, and he also knew that there was no rush for such a thing.

The next day, he called a meeting.He called all the cadres under him to the newly renovated Yizheng Hall.Referring to the original Mustang Town, he set up a long table here and sat in front of the long table in the conference room.Going down in sequence on his left are Water Lily, Magnolia, and Necromancer; Captain Durkun, Cartographer, and Black Shark.

When everyone arrived, Delaire began to speak.He went straight to the point and said, "My friends, I didn't call you here for anything else. It's nothing more than discussing how to make a fortune together!"

Several men echoed and applauded, and Sariwa even laughed out loud and said, "Boss, what's your idea?"

So the big boss of Rotten Meat Beach waved his hand and said: "I don't have any new ideas. I just want to talk to you about running out of goods next year. Sariva knows something about this, but I haven't told others. Now let me tell you, From the spring of next year, the rotten meat beach will be fully operational. I want to buy a boat, rent two boats, and use it for water transportation; The special products are transported to the river bay, and then sold to the whole bay area through the second and fourth fork roads."

Black Shark sneered disdainfully. While picking his nails with a dagger, the rough sailor said, "What's special about Rotten Flesh Beach? Whores, robbers, or thieves?"

"It wasn't there before, but now it's — it's my drink, Wild Horse Fire," said Delaire.

"Yes! Our wine, wild horse fire!" Sariva echoed.

Captain Durkun nodded and said, "Wild Horse Fire is indeed a very good product. The name of the world's number one spirit is very attractive."

Dreyer said, "Yes. Captain, I need a reliable boat and captain, can you get me that?"

Captain De Kun pondered for a while and said, "I know two young captains who are very aggressive and reliable. I can lend you my own boat. Of course, I don't need any money."

It sounds tempting, but Delaire knows a truth: the free is the most expensive.De Kun is free on board, and he will surely recoup this benefit doubled elsewhere.So Dreyer said: "I rented your boat, and I will definitely give you the money. Not only will I give it, but I will give it more."

Captain Dekun stared wide-eyed and said, "Why do you have to do this? I'm not running a business anymore, and the ship is still on the shelf. Boss, you can just use it!"

Dreyer shook his head and said: "We are decent people, what do you think I make my fortune? I just do business by doing business properly!" He knocked on the table and said, "You get what you pay for, who should it be?" If you don’t want money, we can’t cooperate. Captain, you used to be a businessman, you must be very clear about this.”

De Kun pondered for a while and said, "Alright then, I will listen to you."

After arranging the ship, the next thing is the cargo. "Brudy, Sensong." He called the two necromancers, "I have something to arrange for you."

The two necromancers don't dress "necromancers" at all today.One of them was wearing an earth-colored cotton-padded jacket and a woolen sweater, and the other was wearing a leather jacket and a woolen hat. They looked like two hunters or farmers.This is what Delaire requested. The Necromancer Association has fallen, and Delaire does not allow the symbols of the Necromancer Association to continue appearing in the Rotten Flesh.

"Boss, tell me!" The two respectfully said, "Let's listen."

Dreyer asked: "How are the undead training I arranged before?"

Brody said, "We should be able to train about two hundred next spring." The man had a thick jaw and stubby fingers, and he looked nervous with his hands curled up. Simple movements and instructions, they are stupid. They can't form a band, only Aridan can train that kind of advanced undead!"

"I didn't ask them to perform at all!" Dreyer said with a straight face, "I just ask one thing, are these living dead afraid of death?"

Another necromancer, Sensong, hurriedly said, "Of course I'm not afraid! The living dead are already dead, so why are they afraid of death?"

"That's good." Dreyer laughed. "Continue to train these people. They don't need to know too many movements, as long as they can charge, stab, and chop moving things."

Brody and Morimatsu looked at each other, wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask.Dreyer said to them: "I know what you want to ask, let me tell you, these living dead are used as mercenaries."

Black Shark sneered again, and said, "The living dead are so stupid that they can fight? I can fight a hundred of them myself!"

"War is not fighting," Delaire said. "A line of infantry marches in square formation with shields and guns raised. This kind of thing doesn't require intelligence, just discipline and courage! It just so happens that the living dead have it. These guys are not sold to businessmen as bodyguards, but sold to nobles to fight!"

Dreyer pointed at the two necromancers and said, "While training the undead, we must also give them enough food so that they can eat and drink well, and don't be too badly affected by their bodies. After the training is over, This group of people went to Shrimp Bay by land, and then sold them to the nobles in the bay! They are fighting, and they need these soldiers!"