MTL - A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees-Chapter 141 No one knows better than me how a fox pretends to be a tiger
Chapter 141 No one understands foxes and tigers better than me
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Xigu Farm is located in the golden fertile field, less than ten kilometers away from the South Trading Post of Rolling Stone Town.
The golden fertile plain has come here, and layers of folds have appeared on the border with Rolling Stone Town.
These folds are called "West Valley Mountains".
Here stands a rolling hill, where kobolds or other humanoid races occasionally appear.
In the middle of the mountains, there is a West Valley with a beautiful stream flowing.
It is rumored that every summer, white deer from heaven come here to drink water.
Nearby residents unanimously believe that this legend is nonsense.
But this does not prevent Xigu from being famous.
The farm with its back to this valley got its name.
The owner of West Valley Farm has a blood relationship with the lord family of Hongtu Mountain. Before the war broke out, the current lord of Hongtu Mountain liked to go to West Valley Farm for vacation.
It is through this relationship.
This place has not been affected by the flames of war and has become the only pure land in the golden fertile field.
When Matthew found the owner of the farm, he just mentioned a vague date and booked a large piece of wasteland within the farm. In addition, he also ordered a large number of "Sanqiu Ale" produced by the farm.
The owner of the farm originally wanted to refuse.
However, Matthew gave a lot.
And the status of a mage also added a lot to him.
It's just this scene.
It was unexpected by the owner of the farm.
When Rolling Stone Town was negotiating with Hongtu Mountain, he accompanied him outside as the owner of the place. As a mortal, where had he seen such a battle of magic carpet landing?
He just stood there stupidly, not knowing what to do.
soon.
The angry voice of Hongtushan came from the room:
"Why would anyone else?"
The owner of the farm was shocked when he heard it, and he hurried in to apologize and said with a smile:
"Master, there seems to be a group of mage masters over there, from that alliance."
The representative of Hongtu Mountain suddenly stood up from his chair.
He walked to the window, poked his head out, and looked at the magic carpet and figures in the open space in the distance:
"So many mages?"
"Could it be from the Seven Saints Alliance?"
said.
He looked back at the trio in Rolling Stone Town suspiciously.
But no one answered him.
The air in the room seemed to become hot and dry.
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On the clearing.
The mages stepped off the magic carpet one after another.
The endless plains that you can see in front of you.
About 50 meters ahead, there are regular wheat fields. The early summer wheat has sprouted green ears, trembling slightly in the sun.
Wheat fields in the distance.
A small sparkling river slanted across the plain like a thin silver ribbon.
The soft wind blows over the earth, mountains and rivers, and the faces of the people, giving people a feeling of relaxation and joy.
Under the greeting of Matthew.
Several helpers from the farm came over pushing two wooden carts.
The car is loaded with special products of Xigu Farm—
Sanqiu ale.
In addition, Matthew also prepared a lot of food for the mages. The food was arranged outside the farm in the form of a dining car, and several members of the garrison were responsible for guarding it.
They came with the three representatives from Rolling Stone Town.
Comes with food truck and ale.
The wasteland gradually became lively.
Several mages found an open space and impatiently used house spells to build temporary residences for themselves.
However, their actions are only halfway through.
Ekmond, who had been observing the surrounding environment, suddenly opened his hands:
"The summer is scorching, is there no shelter?"
On the wasteland.
Tall tree houses rose from the ground.
The big trees supporting the tree house are intertwined with each other. Some tree houses are built at the bottom, some are suspended in the air, and the tallest one is built on the crown of several trees!
Dense branches and leaves block the sun overhead.
There is no shelter between the wasteland and the wheat field, and the West Valley and the small river in the distance are also unobstructed.
"Is there no delicious food when the belly is empty?"
Ekmond's voice seemed to be smiling again.
A seemingly endless magic table appeared among the mages.
Dazzling food is placed on the long table:
Roast goose, roast duck, roast chicken, roast suckling pig, potato cubes, red bean pie, donuts, strawberries, watermelon, berries, chocolate, milk, beer, red wine...
"After visiting the project for half a day, everyone has worked hard, so enjoy it!"
Under the impatient eyes of everyone.
Ekmond announced the start of the feast with a smile.
What shocked Matthew was.
Everyone present was obviously a respectable mid-level mage, but as soon as Exmonde finished speaking, they rushed towards the long magic table like hungry tigers!
They eat the food on the table without image.
As for Matthew's food truck.
Naturally, it was completely left out.
"Is it so delicious?"
Matthew curiously took a strawberry and stuffed it into his mouth.
Soon, his brows frowned.
smell…
It can only be said to be very average!
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「Hint: Ekmond used the "Legendary Feast Technique"!
You have eaten the legendary magic food "Eckmond's Love Strawberry", and your mental power has been slightly improved! "
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"!!"
"Can these magic foods increase attributes?"
Matthew's eyes lit up immediately.
At this moment, he didn't care about the reserve and decency of any mages, and immediately joined the wolf-eating army!
One time.
All the mages were lying on the table and feasting.
Only Ekmond smiled, and he walked slowly to the top tree house, looking south.
Watch and watch.
His expression became serious.
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"It looks like they just passed by by chance and have nothing to do with us."
Beside the window, several people from Hongtushan observed for a while and came to this conclusion.
Hongtushan sent a delegation of more than a dozen people to negotiate this time, and the leader was a soldier named Jeffries.
Of course, both sides know that there is still a Red Earth Mountain army hiding in the mountains of the West Valley.
Their number exceeds two hundred, and they are the same group of people who threatened the South Trading Post before.
Jeffries returned to the negotiating table impatiently.
He and the three of Rolling Stone Town stared at each other for a while, and couldn't help frowning and asked the people around them:
"Where did I just say that?"
The follower next to added:
"Old man, **** and chest hair!"
Jeffries immediately went on to say:
"Rolling Stone Town is too much!"
"Just send the three of you to negotiate with us?"
"There is no sincerity at all!"
Richard tapped his gentleman's cane lightly, showing an emotional expression:
"It's been many years since the punks showed off their power in front of me. I really miss this feeling. When I go back, I must tell Rega, thank him for giving me an experience like yesterday."
The voice fell.
A straw rope that was scattered at Jeffries' feet suddenly trembled.
It spun wildly around Jeffries' ankle quickly, and a second later, Jeffries was lifted upside down by a force.
Hurrah.
The chair fell to the ground.
People in Hongtu Mountain were horrified to see their leader hanged upside down in the air!
The straw rope that caught his ankle was thrown upwards, and when it hung on the beam, it automatically tied a dead knot!
"What did you do? Put me down!"
Jeffries' face was flushed.
His entourage wanted to rescue him, but Zeller raised his finger slightly, but with a croak, the entourage turned into a frog and jumped on the ground.
The rest of the people just moved.
Suddenly a dozen grass ropes appeared on the ground.
The ropes worked just as they did on Jeffreys, hanging everyone upside down from the beam in one fell swoop!
The farm owner at the door of the house saw this scene, and immediately turned around and closed his eyes in fright.
"Your methods are too rough. We are here to negotiate. How bad it is for you to scare people!"
Lorland complained dissatisfiedly to Zeller and Richard:
"Turn people into frogs at every turn, in case they leave a psychological shadow, so you warlocks just don't pay attention!"
"And you, people just scolded you old man, as for that?
The silver snake is amazing, isn't the ability of the silver snake domain to be able to control all objects similar to snakes?
If you change me, you will definitely not be taken down by you. As long as I am strong enough, I will not be controlled by you. "
Richard snorted:
"You better be hard all the time."
Seeing Lorraine smiling for himself and others.
Jeffries seemed to see a glimmer of light:
"Yes, yes, we are here to negotiate! Put me down quickly, what can I say."
However, both Richard and Zeller were unmoved.
Lorland could only sigh softly:
"I wanted to tell you all about the glorious deeds of Mr. Jeffries after I put you down. It seems that you don't have that blessing, so you can only listen upside down."
As he spoke, he cleared his throat:
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"Jeffries was born in a village in the northwestern mountainous area of Hongtu Mountain. His father was a hunter, and his mother ran away with someone long ago.
At the age of seven, you stole the saddle of the only retired knight in the village and tried to sell it to the knight's son, only to have him beat you up.
When you were nine years old, you tried to **** your cousin, but failed, and you were beaten by your cousin.
The next day when his mother found out about it, she beat you half to death.
A week later, the hunter's father came home and heard about the incident. He didn't beat you, but almost eunuched you.
Since then, you have fled your hometown and wandered around the Red Earth Mountains.
Two years later, you joined the skunk mercenary group, and you were appreciated and reused by the head of the group.
But only half a year later, you failed because you attempted to **** the head's wife.
And several women in the mercenary group jointly picked out an egg.
You learned your lesson this time, and you escaped from the mercenary group before the head of the group came back.
You've had a lot of work since then—
Delivered bootleg alcohol to kobolds;
Pimped a quilboar whore;
He also used to steal chickens and dogs, but he was not skilled and was often beaten.
You are a natural beast, always unable to restrain your animal desires and evil thoughts.
But you are a natural waste, even if raped, you have not succeeded once.
The closest you've come to success is that quilboar whore.
You and the other three teamed up to **** her.
This is the first time you experience the taste of the opposite sex.
But unfortunately.
You soon discovered that it was a fun between the wild boar prostitute and three other customers. You joined just to make the night more enjoyable. To put it bluntly, you are still a useless tool.
A year ago, your distant cousin got rich and found you and asked you to be his bodyguard.
You have played your part this time.
It's a pity that he sold you back to the lord of the Red Earth Mountain, and you became a member of the mercenary army in a daze.
Maybe it's a lucky moment.
When the mercenary army attacked the golden fertile field, the villagers who charged the most were killed with pitchforks, and you, who followed the second group, won the first victory by chance.
After that, you were promoted to be the captain of the Hongtu Mountain Northern Expedition Corps. A week ago, you were ordered to come here to negotiate with us.
You hit the plane three times last night.
Called again this morning.
Because you are nervous.
Am i right?
Mr. Jeffries? "
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Jeffries listened dizzily to Lorraine's devilish narration.
His eyeballs almost popped out!
"Look, I'm not a narrow-minded person. You mocked me so much, but I just taught you a precious lesson: remember, don't mess with people who dare to show their chest hair, you will die a miserable death."
Lorraine smiled like a sunny and cheerful boy.
I don’t know, I’m afraid I thought he told a warm and touching story.
"They can't listen to any stories because their brains are congested. You seem to be wasting your time."
Richard sneered and snapped his fingers.
All ropes are untied automatically.
Everyone in Hongtushan fell to the floor with a plop, and howled ghosts and wolves one by one.
"A character like you is worthy of negotiating with us?"
Zeller, who had been silent for a long time, finally stood up.
He stared seriously into Jeffries' eyes:
"Please come out from the mage behind you. I know he is the one who is really in charge of the negotiations. It is really meaningless to find a few clowns as a shield. If you don't show up within an hour, I will tear down the surveillance around here." magic."
"Rolling Stone Town will regard this signal as Red Earth Mountain's alliance intention is a fraud, we will reconsider the relationship between the two parties, and then may take all actions including war!"
The voice fell.
Jeffries' eyes suddenly lit up red.
A soft hum came from inside:
"I see, Warlock."
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Near the farm, in the West Valley, an army is on standby.
In the temporary camp.
A mage in a gray robe is pacing restlessly:
"I told you not to provoke Rolling Stone Town, you must listen!"
"After the assassination failed, they came up with such a ghost idea of forming an alliance, and asked me to negotiate with them, what a fart!"
"Can I perform better than Jeffries?"
The object of his complaint is a man wrapped in red armor.
His movements looked very stiff, like a wooden barrel painted red.
His voice is also dull and inhuman:
"You, you must go."
The mage said angrily:
"Aside from this sentence, can you say anything else? What's the use of me going, it's a silver snake!?"
The barrel man stared at him blankly, and asked slowly:
"Silver snake, what is it?"
The mage was silent, and after a while, he sighed and said:
"To be honest, I don't know, but it sounds like a very powerful character. It must be a high-level rogue, maybe it has a fifth rank!"
"The poet can explain Jeffries' life in a single sentence, and he looks like a ruthless character. If both of them are fifth-level, what can I do? Accompany Jeffries to die?"
"I have some skills, but after all, I'm just a fourth-level necromancer!"
After the barrel man finished listening, he seemed to think seriously for a while.
However, after a while, he still said in a muffled voice:
"You have to go and find out, the details of Rolling Stone Town."
"The master said, no matter what method you use."
"must go!"
It seemed that it took him a lot of effort to say these words, and he didn't speak again after that.
The mage kicked over the teapot next to him irritably.
He walked briskly to the other side of the camp.
A handsome male apprentice followed closely behind him.
"Master Henry, are we really going?"
The apprentice's voice was very soft, and he looked very scared.
The mage named Henry said helplessly:
"Everything we have is bestowed by the owner of Hongtu Mountain. We have to do what he says."
The apprentice thought about it:
"Can we use other methods to find out the details of Rolling Stone Town?"
"By the way, didn't you say you knew someone from the Seven Saints Alliance?"
"Didn't a group of mages from the Seven Saints Alliance also happen to land on West Valley Farm?"
Henry narrowed his eyes suddenly.
He thought for a while.
Suddenly clapped his hands excitedly:
"You are right, we can pretend to be powerful!"
"It's just a negotiation between two small territories. Even if Ronan's face is still there, the lord of Rolling Stone Town will definitely not use this favor for this kind of thing. It would be too wasteful, so we can be sure—those mages are Passed by by chance."
"I can go over and get close to them, pretending that I know them and even pretending to be a member of the Seven Saints Alliance, and then make contact with those three turtles in Rolling Stone Town!"
"This idea is very correct. I just need to improve the details, but it should not be a big problem. I often do this kind of thing. No one knows the power of foxes and tigers better than me!"
After speaking, he hurriedly left the valley with the apprentice.
Go straight to the direction of the tree house where the mages enjoy the shade.
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(end of this chapter)
