Chapter 186 Compensation

The morning sun warmed the rolling and cold mountains inch by inch. As the light shifted, the mountains became redder and redder in the sunset, dispelling the fog in the mountains.

The gathering area woke up early in the morning, and a long line formed at the exit on the left.

After a night of rest and replenishment in the gathering area, the caravans, mercenaries, wanderers... were eager to set off.

Two strangely dressed people stood at the door of the Noble Hotel.

On the right was an old man, hunched over, leaning on a cane that looked like the color of bones.

His white hair was woven into hundreds of braids and draped over his back. He wore a coat made of countless pieces of animal skins, which was covered with crooked gray lines.

On the left was a strong man over two meters tall, with his upper body naked, revealing his rock-like muscles, and almost every inch of his skin was covered with delicate patterns.

There were also two people opposite them.

A middle-aged man dressed as a coachman standing with a sword and a bald man holding a gray-brown metal war bow.

Modomu's dark face was solemn, and the big clan Lennart standing side by side with him also had a gloomy face.

After receiving the news, the two set out from the tribe overnight and arrived here before the sun rose.

Then they were stopped by the two people in front of them.

It was learned that the head of the Soros family, Earl Soron, was sleeping, and if they wanted to meet him, they had to wait until he woke up.

So they had no choice but to stand in front of the hotel and wait.

Modomu looked old and decayed, but his eyes were unusually bright, like two bright stars in the night.

He carefully looked at the two knights in front of him. The energy in his body was okay and regular, but the breath flow was not very natural and smooth. It should be that he had just been promoted not long ago.

He was old and weak, and he should not be their opponent if he fought hard.

But the big clan was in his prime, and he had been promoted to the inscription shaman warrior for many years. He was powerful. It was not a problem to join forces with him and pay a certain price to kill these two people.

Then capture the Earl of Solon.

This was the worst plan before coming.

But...

Modomu looked at the tall building standing upright above, and a breath as hot and vast as the scorching sun was sleeping.

There were more than a dozen violent and suppressed energies like volcanoes around the breath, which were ready to move.

Remembering the information about the Soros family and the deeds of the Earl of Solon that his friend told him when he just arrived here.

Modomu's heart gradually sank to the bottom of the valley.

He definitely couldn't fight, just the people he sensed could slaughter the Basha tribe several times.

Not to mention the army controlled by the Soros family and the family knights.

But what can we talk about.

Thinking of this, he sighed heavily, clenched the staff in his hand, and his back seemed to be more hunched.

In the master bedroom.

Lu He was indeed sleeping.

Dark blue carpet, white walls, light blue sofa, table, curtains.

And a white and spacious bed.

And Sai Erya, who was curled up in his arms without a single piece of clothing.

Lu He did experiments until more than four in the morning last night, so he rarely got up and slept with the half-elf in his arms.

Sai Erya was also very tired and slept soundly.

Dong Dong Dong...

There was a gentle knock on the door, but Lu He ignored it and continued to sleep after changing his position.

Nicole carefully pushed the door open, stretched out her little head, and saw the young master on the bed, his hands were placed on...

She couldn't help but curl her lips, and then retreated.

...

In the morning.

In the gorgeously decorated restaurant, a wide variety of foods were placed on the table covered with a layer of white cloth.

For example, caviar, butter toast, bacon, milk, etc. These foods are all made from high-protein ingredients, which can provide good supplements for the eaters.

Lu He was very entangled in eating, because there was no taste, he preferred a stronger taste.

But the breakfast in this hotel was like this, there was no choice, so he could only eat it with a frown.

When Modomu and Lennart were brought here by Mark, they saw that Sauron seemed unhappy.

The two looked at each other and felt vaguely uneasy.

Modomu bowed respectfully and whispered: "Count Sauron, I'm sorry to bother you. I am the sacrificial elder of the Basha tribe. I apologize to you on behalf of the warriors of the tribe who offended you yesterday. I hope you can forgive them."

After that, he bowed deeply, and his old body almost crawled to his feet.

Lennart felt a great sense of humiliation when he saw the humble appearance of the elder.

But he understood that the seemingly civilized human society actually follows the cruel law of the jungle, the law of the jungle, the survival of the fittest, and the weak do not have much choice in front of the strong, just like when sheep face wolves, the chance of escape is slim, and most of the time it depends on the mood of the wolf.

He understood this truth when he was very young.

At that time, the tribe had not yet left the forest area, and lived a life of eating raw meat and drinking blood, fighting against the sky, fighting against the earth, and snatching food from the mouths of wild beasts. Now, after leaving the forest area, they have changed to fighting against people.

So the great clan Lennart suppressed the humiliation in his heart, lowered his head, and said in a deep voice: "Count Sauron, please forgive the warriors' rudeness, I am willing to atone for their sins."

Lu He felt full, put down the knife and fork in his hand, drank a sip of warm milk, and wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin.

"Oh? Then what can you use to atone for your sins?"

Modomu was stunned. He didn't expect that this Count Sauron was so straightforward and direct, completely different from the nobles and merchants he had dealt with who liked to be roundabout.

After pondering for a moment, he said, "Twenty thousand gold coins, we will take out twenty thousand gold coins to apologize to you."

This is the maximum amount of gold coins that the Basha tribe can currently take out. If it is more, they will have to sell their assets.

Lu He shook his head slightly. He is not short of money.

However, the number of twenty thousand gold coins suddenly reminded him of the previous killer organization Shadow Chapter.

At that time, they accepted this price to kill him. Later, Lu He planned to settle accounts with them, but he forgot about it in his busy schedule and handed it over to Butler Jose to deal with.

I don't know what the situation is now.

"Uh... Thirty thousand gold coins!" Modomu thought Lu He thought it was too little, and gritted his teeth and continued to raise the price.

Lu He smiled. He didn't want to waste time. After thinking for a moment, he said, "My conditions are three points."

"First, I don't want to see that green bean eyes again."

"Second, hand over the beast blood totem cultivation method inherited by your tribe."

"Third, pick... five high-level knight attendants and send them to me."

Lu He estimated the mental power he had recovered that day, and the number he could control was probably five.

Another reason for not preparing more was that he felt that the Basha tribe might not have so many.

After all, the high-level knight attendants are not cabbages, but the most solid force of a force.

Also, this is just an experiment to see if he can explore and explore another type of soldiers that can be mass-produced.

He was too lazy to waste energy on too many, and five was enough.

After saying that, he looked at the two quietly.

Modomu and Dashi Lennart looked at each other. The request made by Earl Sauron was simple and not simple.

The first point is easy to say. Even if Earl Sauron did not ask, they would deal with Liku when they returned to the tribe.

Although he is the first heir of the tribe, he has caused such a big disaster to the tribe. No matter what the reason is, it is not enough to convince the people without severe punishment.

The second point is easy to say. The tribe's cultivation method has been handed over. Without the blood of the beast god and the host of the sacrifice, it is impossible to succeed in cultivation.

Only the third point makes it difficult for the two to deal with it.

There are more than 20,000 people in the Basha tribe, and there are less than 20 high-level totem warriors.

Among them is Asmier, who has died. Sending five people away at once makes it difficult for the two to accept.

"Count Sauron, the third point..."

Lu He said with a gentle face: "I am informing you now, not discussing with you. While I haven't changed my mind yet, you'd better think it through."

Modomu's heart suddenly tightened. As a priest, he has different perceptions from ordinary people. He faintly felt the cold and cruel killing intent suppressed by the young earl in front of him.

This killing intent is like the kind of killing intent that ignores everything and does not carry any emotion.

He suddenly felt a wave of powerlessness in his heart.

He accepted his fate.