Sword and Magic and Taxi

"Kelmanga's butcher, that's my nickname. Butcher is Butcher, Butcher is butcher, but it's actually the same thing." Butcher's arm forcefully broke the leg of lamb in his hand and looked at it. Cross section, throw the half that is not hot enough to the fire. He knew that Zhao Mai would use psychic powers to catch the leg of lamb and put it on the shelf, so he saved the trouble.

"What was your original name?" Ricas blinked.

"Confidential." Butcher severely tore off the greasy leg of lamb, chewed it a few times and swallowed it, and then flushed his throat with cold ale. After that, he began to taste the taste slowly, instead of being so anxious.

"What happened to Kelmanga, you killed the entire city?"

"Almost." Butcher snorted: "I came out of the city lord's dungeon, and everyone who appeared in front of me didn't survive. I just wanted to be fair for myself, and I just thought of killing him. In front of me, either died on the road leading to City Lord Gotou. It’s just that I underestimated the asshole’s shamelessness and escape speed, plus I got lost and went around the city several times. I killed a lot of people, almost all of them. The city guards and knights are all over. Chaos has occurred in the city. Murder, robbery, **** and theft are everywhere, and many things are counted on me. It is said that I had more than fifty women and twenty men in one night, animals I won’t talk about it. This rumor is too nonsense, and it’s far less acceptable than I killed 3,000 people in one night. That’s how the name of the butcher came from.”

"Do you still remember what happened at that time?" Zhao Mai was a little surprised: "Don't you always fear that you lose control, and you have to exercise self-discipline of psychic powers? If you remember the events at the time, you will not lose control!"

"It's actually out of control, it's stupid. If it's a normal me, none of the knights under the lord can run, let alone be called a butcher." Butcher shrugged: "Anger makes me lower and solve the problem. However, anger also made me forget fatigue, and my tolerance to wounds has been strengthened, which is generally beneficial. If I can be awake while being angry, wouldn’t it be better.”

"Psionic powers are not practiced like this, you... still be careful." Zhao Mai said.

"I know, I didn't expect to practice myself as a lunatic with two opposite emotions at the same time." Butcher said: "It's actually good not to think. I didn't know how to go around the city that night, that **** The city lord didn’t even know. He thought I was out, so he went home, but was hit by me. I couldn’t let him go, grabbed his chin and tore his head off."

Such a **** scene is paired with a sliced ​​roast lamb, even if a whole plate of roasted lamb is placed in front of Ricas, it still can't attract his appetite. Of course, it's not all the reason for Butcher's story. The Moore's eyes are always aimed at the other side of the lake, and his ears are erect. He wanted to know the results of Tyrion's conversation with the two city messengers.

"Rikas," Butcher wiped the oil and spice from his lips with his big hand, snapped his fingers in front of his good friend: "Well, you are too kind, and you have lived in Artas for too long. I have never seen other kind people, so I always worry about this and that. When we came, Mike had already said about the Dragon King and expected our affairs. This shows that he was prepared. You are worrying here, why? Don't you bring your questions to him?"

"I won't make it clear to you. I guess you can't eat well and sleep well." Zhao Mai nodded, approaching the two and said: "When I killed Hamana in Uric City, he already talked about it. Regarding the Dragon King, the slave tax was also mentioned. According to my investigation, the Dragon King is actually Rajat’s thirteenth fighter, named Polis, and the title is Dwarf Slayer. Obviously, he did not fight The dwarf completely wiped out, but did another thing."

"In the beginning, the warlock Rajat wanted to destroy all races, then restore the glory of the halfling, and bring back the Azure Age of Atas. His fighters found that they had no place in the final victory, and they were destined to be abandoned and destroyed. So they decided to resist, and Polis was their convener. These real butchers gathered their power and wanted to kill Rajat. But they found that they could not do this, so they sealed Rajat. , Working together to use a complete dragon transformation technique to directly transform Polis into a dragon, that is, the Dragon King. After that, each participant becomes the Witch King, governing a city-state, and the Dragon King is responsible for guarding Rajat."

"If I told you that the slaves that the Dragon King wanted were to provide him with strength to keep Rajat's seal and prevent him from coming back to destroy the entire world, what would you think?" Zhao Mai said, "If I tell you, Rajat is very powerful, and he can destroy a Witch King with just a few words. What do you think?"

"So powerful?" Butcher still had lamb in his mouth, his voice was vague and surprised. "If Rajat is so strong, we really have no way to survive, just..."

Zhao Mai waved his hand. Butcher wanted to say that he simply continued to pay tribute to the Dragon Emperor. This is a choice, the most convenient, but it does not really solve the problem. "I have no problem with defeating or killing the Witch King. Although the Dragon King is strong, I have studied the secret technique of the Witch King Karak and estimated its power. I should be able to deal with it in all likelihood. It was Rajat that appeared, and the two of us should also be able to fight. He definitely can't kill me. I guess it would be very difficult to kill him. The current assessment is that if we two let go and fight, it will cause natural disasters. The level of destructiveness is actually not much different from that of the Witch King destroying all races. I can eventually consume him to death, but except for my Z Worm on this planet, it may be completely dead~www.NovelMTL.com~ Evil is to Efforts to eliminate, but you can’t drag all the kindness to die together? I know you want to persuade me to deal with the Dragon King and kill him to save the slaves. The desire and starting point are good, but this method does not work at present. "Zhao Mai said: "A passion is very important. Fighting bravely is the basis for overcoming difficulties, but it is not all. There is a saying in my hometown: Soldiers, national events, places of death and death, and the way of survival and death. What we are encountering now are difficulties and problems. All actions are aimed at solving problems, not killing the Dragon King. Killing the Dragon King can only be regarded as a means at best, and it is not a means to solve the problem."

"But those thousand people, every city-state has one thousand people every year, what do they do?" Rikas sighed, "Even if Tyre can't come out, Yurik can't come out, the Dragon King can't beat you. , But if you don’t kill him, he will make up the quantity from other city-states. People are still dying..."

"Tir and Urik will pay the slave tax this year, and even help other city-states to pay a large portion." Zhao Mai said: "Witch King Karak and Hamana, they both accumulated a lot of obsidian balls. By killing the slaves, they stored strong life energy in the ball, which was more than enough to replace the slave tax. After the First World War of Urik, I began to purchase the Obsidian Ball of Urik. Some time ago, Texisian had all of it. The stone ball was given to me, in exchange for one hundred and fifty tons of Legionnella mushrooms to consolidate my rule. If I do not make preparations and plans for realization, how can I guarantee that this year’s slave tax will be fine?"

"Hahahaha!" Butcher laughed and patted Rikas on the shoulder: "Don't worry, at least I don't need it here today. Eat, drink, relax and rest. Mike must still be behind. We need to do things, we can't let him steal the limelight alone!"