Dark Demon Warlock

In the southwest corner of Pudra City, in a small fishing village by the sea.

"Geraldine, what's the matter?"

"Failed?"

"Did you get the holy object?"

After the big Geraldine Casa returned to the fishing village with the four people who had lost their hands, he was immediately surrounded by the waiting clansmen.

They are all big men with a height of about 2 meters, and some of them are even taller than Geraldine Casa.

The Murloc Casa clan.

This fishing village is their stronghold on shore.

The villagers in the fishing village are the objects of their fixed transactions and completely depend on them for their livelihood.

The four injured were villagers from the fishing village.

"Not yet, but..." Geraldine Casa just opened his mouth when he was interrupted by anxious clansmen.

"I just said that I shouldn't be sneaky, just arrest people and torture them, and I've already got the holy object back!"

"What are you doing with the arrest? Wouldn't it be faster to directly torture him!"

"What if the holy object is not in the hands of that person?"

"Yeah, what if that guy lied to us?"

"It's just a dead person, it's nothing to worry about."

One sentence per person instantly overwhelmed Geraldine Casa.

Geraldine Casa tried to speak several times but failed to find a chance, so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

His tribe is like this, it’s not that they don’t have brains, but they don’t like to use them. They prefer to use fists rather than brains, and most of them are very impatient and stubborn, so the high priest would rather let him lead the fishermen to action than send a few more The tribe gave him.

These guys don't even think about it. If they follow what they said, things will definitely go wrong, and the news of the loss of the sacred object can still be concealed?

It's okay to be known by humans, but I'm afraid of being known by other murlocs (Niccolò clan).

"Cough!" Just as Geraldine Casa couldn't help clenching his fists, a light cough came.

The noisy crowd immediately quieted down.

"High Priest." He took the initiative to get out of the way.

An old and vicissitudes murloc came over.

Although his stature has begun to hunched, his height is still about 2 meters, and he is holding a rattan cane about as thick as an adult man's wrist in his hand.

The upper body is bare, the waist and abdomen, and the left chest are wrapped with thick gauze, which can be as wide as a normal person's palm, and some places have been dyed dark blue.

Before, Geraldine Casa stopped the wrist bleeding of the four people with only a few drops of medicine, but the old murloc, who was the high priest, could only use this most primitive way to wrap the wound, which showed that his injury heavy.

Despite this, the old man still refused to be helped, and walked over on crutches by himself.

Theodore Casa, High Priest of the Casa Clan.

He was seriously injured in the previous battle, so he was arranged to recuperate in the fishing village, and take care of these young murlocs by the way.

If there wasn't a prestige elder around, it would be no wonder that these "little guys" didn't make trouble.

"Geraldine, tell me." The high priest came to Geraldine Casa.

Geraldine Casa could finally speak and tell the whole story, including his own thoughts.

After the other people heard half of it, they all showed expressions of dissatisfaction and anger.

However, under the threat of the high priest, no one dared to interrupt Geraldine Casa's words.

"Don't worry, I'll change hands for you tonight." The high priest nodded after hearing this, and first said to the four people who were staring at him.

"Thank you High Priest!" The four expressed their thanks hurriedly.

"Go and rest first, replenish your strength." The high priest said gently.

4 people left.

In the spacious yard, only members of the Casa clan remained.

"Geraldine handled it well." The high priest said, "That man has a very close relationship with Moore Lane. In our current situation, it is not appropriate to have a conflict with the human navy."

In a word, the young people around him immediately quieted down.

Although they also participated in the battle before, they were only on the periphery, and they were protected by their elders.

Regardless of their mature looks, they are all underage. The oldest is only 17 years old, such as Geraldine Casa.

Therefore, although they knew that their clan suffered heavy losses, they didn't know how heavy it was.

"His request is not too much. It's just the corpse of an extraordinary creature. Isn't it worth it in exchange for a holy object?" The high priest glanced around and asked.

"value!"

"It's worth it!"

Everyone around woke up.

That's right, it's not worth it to exchange the corpse of a superhuman creature for the sacred object?

"Take Deirdre Niccolo's body, we'll go there now." The high priest said after pondering for a moment.

Deirdre Niccolo was the member of the murloc clan that attacked them this time.

As a fourth-level valet, his body is not weaker than the corpse of an extraordinary creature of the same level.

Although they are enemies, they are all murlocs after all. They originally planned to throw it into the sea, but it was manipulated by the high priest to have a new use.

The point is, the extraordinary creature that originally required to pay was saved!

"Would you like to send a few more?"

"Just give that guy Niccolo's body. I think he's not bad. He didn't take the opportunity to blackmail him."

The high priest was so angry that his wound almost opened.

A bunch of losers!

"Geraldine, come with me!" Only Geraldine could save him some trouble.

Ignoring the noisy "little guys", the high priest and Geraldine Casa set off together when they were ready.

...

It was still Jim Thomson who sent Art home.

"It's time for you to buy a car." Jim Thomson finally couldn't help but said after Art got off the car.

"Do you have a second-hand car?" Art asked along the way.

He lives in the outer city, and the second-hand car is more or less low-key.

The price is cheap, and the used cars of the army are definitely more durable than the vehicles on the market.

Moore Lane was thinking about how to get more money within a reasonable range every day. Which company would dare to sell him inferior products?

"I'll get you one another day, and the price will be 100 gold shields for you." Jim Thomson was already mentally prepared before he opened his mouth.

"Come on and find you." Art said again.

Steam cars in this world are powered by liquefied petroleum gas, but the price is too expensive and it is not easy to get.

Many people can't afford a car, but can't afford gas.

"I'll give you a 10% discount at most!" Jim Thomson said helplessly.

"Thank you." Art really didn't mean to bargain this time.

However, since he is willing to make a discount, he will naturally not refuse.

Jim Thomson didn't stay long, didn't even enter the house, and left directly after making an agreement.

Art tapped on the wall at the back of the church.

"What's the matter?" Gregoria Kate's voice sounded.

No one showed up.

"There will be murlocs coming to trade with me at night, I'm not sure if they will do it," Art said.

"I see." Gregoria Kate naturally understood what he meant.

No rejection.

"Thank you." Yate didn't expect her to agree so easily, and he was taken aback before thanking her.

Thank you for the 300 starting point coins reward from the book friend "Rewarding the leader with money-renewing the fate", and the 500 starting point coin reward from the book friend "Literary Virgo"