Demon Royal Family

Since the Jinmeili Chamber of Commerce opened up a trading route with Liema Town as the transfer station, it has attracted the pursuit of many small chambers of commerce.

These small chambers of commerce do not have the ability to conduct cross-border business, and their business focus is within the kingdom.

In the past year, Liema Town has developed rapidly. First, adventurers and merchants gathered quickly, and then a large number of people from surrounding towns came to Liema Town to trade. Soon many people settled in Liema Town, followed closely by Liema Town expansion.

Business brings prosperity.

Liema Town is now four times the size of the original town, and the number of residents has increased several times. There are nearly a thousand merchants, adventurers, mercenaries, and travelers who rest in Liema Town every day. The streets are full of people. The vendors and shops hawking are bustling.

The last time Ivo came to Liema Town, it was still very desolate and backward, and people were always attracted by benefits. His original intention was just to compensate Madi for losing an arm, but he didn't expect that he seemed to have overcompensated...

Ivo came to Liema Town just on the way, and for no other reason.

But the world is always full of surprises.

A police officer stopped Ivo, and Ivo raised his eyebrows, "What are you doing?"

The Sheriff looked surprised and asked in an uncertain tone: "Are you the league champion, Lynches star, 'Hurricane' Ivo Harrican?"

Ivo immediately became happy, why is this guy so famous?

Wait a minute...

Who installed that "Linches Star"?

Oh...it's probably Nafi, or Talper.

Seeing Ivo's confirmation, the Sheriff immediately stood up straight, with respect on his face, and bowed slightly: "Welcome to Liema Town. If you find it convenient, Lord Madi will be happy to have lunch with you."

Ivo smiled and said: "I would be happy to meet Sir Madi if there was Ceval wine and pepper roast chicken for lunch."

"Your request will be met."

He didn't notice that a burly northern orc was standing at the entrance of an alley on a stone street, staring at him. His eyes flickered slightly, showing an interested look, like a cat that smelled fishy smell.

…

In the lord's longhouse.

Although Madi has a broken hand, he looks good because the town is booming.

Madi hosted a banquet in the hall to entertain Ivo, with a smile on his face and thoughtful etiquette.

Ivo was a little confused, took a sip of Sivar red wine, and asked: "Sir Madi, although the food is delicious, I prefer to be more direct. What do you want to see me for?"

Madi put down his wine glass and asked the butler and servants to leave. Then his expression changed and he said respectfully: "Believer Madi, please see the Bishop."

"Forgive me." Ivo said with a straight face, "Did you come to me just to drink?"

Ma Di panicked and said: "Mr. Bishop, I just wish I could thank you in person. Your compensation to me has exceeded my expectations. Liema Town has always been my family's territory. It was you who made the town prosperous. You are my benefactor." …”

Ivo interrupted him directly, "Tell me, what do you need my help with?"

Madi wiped the sweat from his forehead and said honestly: "After Kalilban's death, the remnants of the Blood Scorpion Thieves became rogue bandits around the town, looting caravans, so I want to ask you to take action..."

Ivo flatly refused, stood up and said coldly: "This is your territory, don't ask me for help if anything happens!"

Madi hurriedly defended, "I, I just can't deal with them..."

"If you can't even maintain the security of your own territory, I don't think you can be a lord anymore."

He has no obligation to help Madi expel the thieves. He is not Madi's subordinate, and he is not even a friend. Moreover, this kind of petty dispute is not difficult to solve at all. He only needs to hire a certain number of guards.

Despite Madi's nice words, the real reason for asking him for help was actually to save money. Ivo knew this very well, so he reacted so coldly.

Ivo turned and walked away, leaving Madi slumped in his chair with a look of remorse.

…

Ivo let out a sigh of relief. Money and status always tend to corrode a person's heart and make them more greedy.

He was walking on the street carrying a huge war hammer, and passers-by recognized his identity and looked at him curiously. The heat of the league was still lingering, and he was very well-known throughout Lasces.

After passing a market, Ivo noticed a foreigner on the street. It was a minotaur nearly three meters tall with curved horns on his head. He was sitting on a dirty street corner, looking a little decadent.

The tauren lowered his head and held up a wooden sign with a line of words written crookedly on it, "Accepting Employment."

Ivo is a little strange. The tauren are an ancient race. It is said that the blood contains the power of totem, which can stimulate the power of wildness.

It stands to reason that tauren mercenaries are very popular in mercenary houses, how could they end up on the streets?

Ivo walked over and found that the tauren's burly body was covered with scars, proving that he had experienced many battles.

The tauren looked up at Ivo and asked, "Mighty warrior, do you want to hire me?"

Ivo shook his head.

The tauren's eyes were lost and he lowered his head again.

Ivo suddenly felt a sting on his back and turned around suddenly. Among the crowd in the market, a two-meter-tall northern orc stood out from the crowd and seemed to be looking at him. Seeing Ivo looking over, the northern orc turned his head as if nothing had happened. He walked away slowly, and passers-by avoided him in fear.

The northern orcs are a branch of orcs unique to Frigga. They have pale skin and huge muscles, like giant beasts in the snow, and are aggressive in nature.

Since entering Liema Town, he has occasionally seen many northern orcs passing by on the street.

This made him a little strange.

Ivo frowned slightly, looked around, walked into a mercenary tavern, opened the door, and the smoke mixed with the aroma of ale hit his face.

The tavern was originally very noisy. The mercenaries were drinking and laughing loudly. There was a moment of silence when Ivo opened the door. The eyes of dozens of mercenaries present focused on Ivo. Strange mercenaries were equal to competitors. Some mercenaries began to look at each other. Flashing with malicious intent.

Ivo looked calm and walked in as if nothing had happened. He found a table and sat down at random. He put the war hammer next to his feet. The wooden floor could not bear the weight of the war hammer and made a mute tearing sound. It cracked and broke, revealing The gray stone ground below.

The mercenaries' expressions froze and they looked at Ivo with fear. Some of the mercenaries who originally had evil intentions also put away their bad thoughts.

Suddenly someone recognized Ivo's identity and whispered to his companions. Many mercenaries suddenly realized it, and their fearful eyes turned into curiosity. They looked at Ivo up and down, and they all felt the powerful aura that Ivo exuded.

The bartender shouted angrily: "Your weapon crushed the floor. If the boss knows, I will..."

Ivo threw a money bag over, and the bartender's complaints stopped abruptly. Soon the maid of the tavern brought him a glass of ale.

Ivo raised his head and drank it all, slammed the table, which attracted the attention of many mercenaries. He cleared his throat and said in a deep voice: "Guys, can anyone tell me when Liema Town appeared? Damn it." The northern orcs?”

A middle-aged mercenary laughed hoarsely, "'Hurricane' Ivo, it seems you know nothing about Liema Town."

Ivo raised his eyelids and motioned for him to continue.

The middle-aged mercenary licked his lips, his meaning self-evident.

Ivo tossed over a five hundred coin, and the middle-aged mercenary chuckled, "It seems a little little."

Ivo picked up the war hammer with one hand, and the chair under his butt was overwhelmed and creaked. He said calmly: "Maybe you will think it is too much next moment."

Only toughness can make these bloody mercenaries give up their greedy thoughts.

The middle-aged mercenary's expression changed, he put away the coins angrily, and began to tell the information he knew.

With prosperity comes a mixture of good and bad. With the development, two gangs and societies appeared in Liema Town, competing with each other.

One is the "Scar Society", whose members include mercenaries, thieves, bandits, and gangsters. They are engaged in smuggling and thug business. They are quite satisfactory and do well in Liema Town. The leader is a retired veteran mercenary.

The other is the "White Bear Gang", whose members are all fierce northern orcs. They are very united and bully the residents. They have no bottom line and are brutal. They engage in slave business, kidnapping humans and selling them to the orc clan. The men are sold into the gladiatorial arena and the women are used as sex slaves. -Desire tools.

The main business of the two gangs is to collect protection fees from caravans and compete for territory, which is like fire and water.

The leader of the White Bear Gang is a three-meter-tall northern orc. His most conspicuous achievement is that he single-handedly slaughtered more than a dozen cave bears in a cave. He is always covered in white bear skin and is fierce and fierce.

Ivo was unhappy when he heard this. I am just a white bear. Is this a fucking slap in my face?

Creaking, the door of the tavern was pushed open, and a dozen men walked in with fierce looks. The leader was a strong man with a scar on his lip, and he had a brave aura.

There were whispers in the tavern.

"They are the backbones of the Scar Society."

"That's their leader, 'Splittooth Tiger' Tovgang!"

Cracktooth banged the table hard, asking the bartender to serve the drinks quickly. He scanned the whole pub and quickly noticed Ivo. He paused slightly and said, "Hurricane Ivo?"

Ivo raised his eyebrows in surprise. He has become a bit too famous recently. It seems that everyone knows him.

Cracktooth grinned and looked a bit ferocious. He was very interested in Ivo. He looked up and down, focusing on the war hammer at Ivo's feet. He quickly concluded that Ivo was not easy to mess with, and nodded gently to express his goodwill.

Ivo didn't care either.

After finishing his drink, Ivo rode back on the road.

After a few miles away from Liema Town, his instinct warned him, so he reined in his horse and stopped, looking around.

This is a small hillside. There is a dilapidated grotto at the foot of the hillside. Ivo stopped a few hundred meters away from the grotto. He looked carefully for a while and found a stumbling rope tied between two trees in front of him. Hidden in the dust, there was someone In ambush.

Ivo shouted: "Get out!"

Accompanied by low and ferocious laughter, a dozen northern orcs walked out of the grotto, holding huge battle axes, hammers, and flails in their hands, with ferocious faces, staring at Ivo maliciously, and slowly approaching.

One of the orcs yelled: "Don't beat him to death. This is the champion of the Lacers Academy League. The boss wants to catch him alive, otherwise he won't be able to sell it!"

Ivo's face suddenly turned cold, and he became murderous.