Son of the Olden Days

"Dug their tribe... the whole thing? What are you going to do?" The old goblin was stunned, his eyes widened suddenly.

"Aren't we going to expand the new city? There is just a batch of laborers coming right now." Saul smirked.

"You mean... you want to raise them for nothing? You have so much food? We don't have enough ourselves." The old goblin was a little anxious.

"How can they be raised in vain? They are not only consuming but not creating. These labors can also be put into farming. Of course, the premise is that they must obey the management of the territory. In the current situation, it is necessary to unite all the forces that can be united and form a united front. ."

"This kind of large population is valuable and can save me a lot of scattered travel. As for their alien identity, don't care too much. When the oppression of survival comes, every race in the mainland will face the same." Suo Er looked at the desktop and said slowly.

After listening to Sol, the old goblin frowned and thought about it. Since Sol was not on a whim, perhaps this thing is not bad.

"Then you are going to arrange them in our planned new city? Like the goblin clan?" the old goblin asked again.

"There is no need. It is not appropriate for different races to be forced together. The ethnic culture and living habits are very different. When they are used to help us build the new city, they will be placed on the edge of the western swamp, and then the mushroom planting will be thrown away. they."

"Anyway, the surrounding forests of the territory are very rich, and the stones are also very rich. It is very simple to build a civilian building. Put them on the west side of the swamp and keep them as our outer forces, or to be our defense line in this direction to the west." Sol Talking about the idea.

"The goblin clan... do you want them to move out of our new city?" The old goblin raised his eyebrows and asked again.

"Forget it, since the people are used to it, there is no need to do this any more to avoid unnecessary fluctuations. The goblin population has only exceeded a thousand in the past few years, which can't occupy much space, and their timid personality is also threatening. Not in territory."

The goblin tribe has been placed on the east side of the city of freedom since it was first subdued by the city of freedom, which is regarded as the dependent race of the city of freedom. It doesn't count as a leader, but they are very used to working with humans, and they are also used to this way of life.

The population of the goblin tribe has crossed the 1,000-person threshold from the first few hundred to the present after all these years of multiplying and thriving. After living in these years, they are fairly honest, and the territory does not have many restrictions on them except that humans and goblins are not allowed to marry.

It sounds funny, but the humans on this continent have always been the most complicated, and it is inevitable that they will wake up with strange hobbies.

In recent years, goblins have made a lot of contributions to the territory. In addition to the goblin clocks, they have also helped the territory build many mechanical artifacts such as windmills and waterwheels. As long as they participate in territorial construction in peacetime, they can also enjoy human treatment without any discrimination.

"Then this orc clan...are you sure?" Thinking of the convenience brought by the goblin clan over the years, the old goblin was also a little moved.

"It's hard to say, depending on how scarce their tribe's food is, it's best to save us from taking over by force." Sol replied.

Thor and the old goblin are plotting to entrap the orcs here, and the orcs on the opposite side are also whispering, seeming to be discussing the follow-up. Just now Thor has clearly revealed that the transaction cannot be reached, but it seems that the orcs on the opposite side obviously do not want to give up.

It is precisely because of their desperate hesitation to see through them, Thor is ready to take advantage of them.

"Your Excellency Sol, maybe we can talk about it. According to the news I have heard, the Freedom City and the other two territories have established a three-place spirit elimination alliance. I wonder if our orcs can join?" Gabon There seems to be a result of negotiation over there.

Join the Alliance of Elimination? Are these orcs finding a new breakthrough? Saul raised his eyebrows thoughtfully, then nodded.

"Of course, our Soul Extinguishing Alliance welcomes anyone, just for everyone to survive in a difficult situation. But even if your orc tribe joins the alliance, it does not mean that you can get free food support from any ally. "

"So this is actually an old problem. Even if you join the alliance, you can't get food. It's not that simple to join the alliance. It needs to be reviewed by other allies, such as the population, combat power, and wealth of your tribe. "

Saul opened his hands and talked freely, and directly blocked the possibility that the other party wanted to seek food in the name of an ally. Although Saul’s words are tactful, the meaning revealed in the words is very clear. Allies are not something you can do if you want, and we don’t want poor relatives.

Hearing Saul's words to break his little calculation, he directly and unceremoniously declined, and there was nothing unnatural on Gabon's face.

"In this way, we are willing to join in other forms to show the sincerity of the orcs." Gabon looked up again and said.

"Oh? What other form?" Sol looked suspicious.

Isn’t joining you after showing your sincerity and strength to your allies, and your allies decide whether to accept you? What other forms can this have?

"We are willing to deepen our friendship in the form of intermarriage. In addition to my sister Umel, she also has a one-year-old sister, Ambira. Your Excellency Sol can choose one of them to create a happy period. Marriage." Gabon said.

"Puff~" Sol was caught off guard for a while, couldn't help but snorted, this orc has a lot of thoughts? Is this selling women for food?

This Umel Sol had already seen him before, and he was considered superior in appearance, and his petite body also had a bit of exoticism. This kind of orcs on this continent can be classified into the demihuman race, and they are similar to humans in many aspects, with little difference.

In the early years, many aristocrats in the mainland like to play this way. Catwoman has a market everywhere, and they can often be seen living in various human cities as tavern waitresses. The question is, everyone is talking about food now, right? You just use a catwoman for it?

"As a brother, can you decide the marriage of your two sisters?" Sol asked with some amusement.

"Yes, but the premise is that the other party must be a reliable candidate." Prince Gabon replied solemnly.

It's so damn... Thor must be a little bit unbelieving. Before he came, the old things like chieftains in their tribe had already discussed it. If they really didn’t have a bargaining chip, they would take the tribe’s children. As the final reserve price.

"Do you want it?" Saul was noncommittal, just turned his head and asked the old goblin with a smile.

"I..." The old goblin didn't expect that Thor would suddenly throw the subject to himself, opening his mouth but didn't know what to say. He wanted it, but he didn't dare. Last time he brought a leopard girl back at the auction, the old goblin was almost killed by his wife.

The family had been quarreling for a long time, and it was only recently that they were healed, and he won the qualification to eat at the table for his leopard girl.

"Are you humiliating me?" Seeing that she was being sent around, Princess Umer, who had never spoken on the other side, became angry when she slapped the table and stood up. Along with this shout, the two male and female orc warriors around him drew their weapons one after another, staring at Thor with an unkind expression on their faces.

"Sit down! Let the two kittens by your side put the weapons away. Do you think the City of Freedom is a place for you to go wild? You can't help yourself! Do you know why I didn't take your weapons? Believe it or not, I will let you go. Not leaving the city of freedom?"

Saul's face sank, and he yelled in a more violent manner, and bluffed the other person. He was going to find an excuse to frighten the other party, so as to pave the way for the conditions to be mentioned later, but unexpectedly, an excuse was sent to him.

Relying on the opportunity that passed by before, Thor has already figured out the opposite stage position, except for Umel's third stage, the other three, including Gabon, are all fourth stages. Of course, Sol was not prepared to take advantage of his strength to bully others, everything was to pave the way for negotiations.

"Misunderstanding and misunderstanding, Lord Sol, my younger sister is a little impulsive when she is young, and fails to understand your joke. I hope you can forgive me." Seeing that the atmosphere is a bit harsh, Gabon hurriedly jumped out to make a round of Sol. The names have changed.

"Joke? No, I'm not joking. Little Shiitake, I'm just humiliating you, or you guys. You guys are here today for food, but you will join the alliance for a while and you will be engaged in intermarriage. It’s not tiring to go around. Is it? Get out if you can't afford the price!"

"I don't need any **** intermarriage. I have enough shiitake mushrooms in my house. Here, there is still a small pillow of my kind. There are also a lot of young girls in the field queuing. You want to marry me. Do you know if you want to be behind?"

"The most important thing is, why do you think that by sending such a kitty here, you can get my free food support?"

"I don't have time to go around here with you guys. I still have a request for help today. It's almost the same after half an hourglass in this **** negotiation. To put it bluntly, do you want food? There is only one way to the problem."

After finishing what should be said, seeing the atmosphere is almost complete, Thor got up and pretended to leave, preparing to throw out the conditions that he was really interested in.

"I don't know what the way Lord Sol is talking about?" Gabon's gaze suddenly brightened, and he quickly raised his head and asked.

Seeing Gabon's reaction, Sol already had some judgments and calculations in his mind.

It seems that their tribe’s food should have been in short supply to the point of death, otherwise they would be swearing with guns and sticks, but as long as they still have a little leeway in their hands, they would have angered and left the table a long time ago, so how can they be patient? Listen carefully to the end of what you have said.

"How many people do you orcs currently have?" Thor suddenly asked.

"Uh... At present, the tribe has a total population of more than 3,000 and less than 4,000." Gabon thought for a while to answer.

"The only way is if you can't be the lord, then go back to your tribe as soon as possible. Persuade your tribe to settle down on the edge of the swamp in the west of the city of freedom, and accept my management." Looking at Gabon on the desktop, said.

"Do you want our orcs to surrender to you?" Even Gabon was angry this time, and the eyes of the people on the opposite side became bad again.

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