Summoning Total War

Chapter 64 The Messenger (Part 2)

This is the first time Murphy has seen the legendary centaur, and it is quite different from what he imagined.

She has long green shawl hair, delicate facial features of a human woman, long and narrow ears, golden eyes, a very charming color, the upper body is a human body, wearing a light green robe, the hem of the robe has large openings on both sides, a bit like The style of the cheongsam is such that half of it falls along the human body and the other half is draped on the horse's back. The hair on the horse's body is pure white. From a human perspective, the lower body of this female centaur is a beautiful pure white pony.

Although the lower body does not conform to human aesthetics, Murphy has to admit that she is very beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

If Murphy remembers correctly, centaurs with pure white hair are nobles among the centaurs. Legend has it that they have the blood of a certain demigod from the previous era. These centaur nobles are different from ordinary centaurs. They are smart and Hold knowledge. They are the leaders of the centaur tribe. They are responsible for guiding the direction of the tribe and educating other centaurs as much as possible so that they can join the ranks of intelligent races.

It must be mentioned here that ordinary centaurs are not easy to communicate with.

They advocate violence and like fighting and plundering. They are an intelligent race that is not much more advanced than jackals and have little to do with civilization.

"Human, you have the aura of the gods." The beautiful pure white centaur came to Murphy. She looked at Murphy with her golden eyes and said slowly.

With golden eyes, Murphy seemed to see the radiance in her eyes, just like the high priest.

Is he another servant of a god?

The other party's voice was very soft, but it made people feel friendly, as if it had a hint of charming magic.

"The breath of the gods?" Murphy took half a step back, raised his head and stared at the other person, smiled, and said: "Athena, the goddess of wisdom, is with me!"

Although she is a female centaur, her height is already much taller than Murphy. From a visual inspection, this female centaur is about two meters tall. Among the centaur tribe, male centaurs can basically have a strong physique of more than 2.4 meters. They are a race that is far more powerful than humans and jackals!

Murphy's ambiguous reply made the other party frown slightly. She looked down at Murphy with some displeasure and said slowly: "My name is Milun, from the Losar Centaur tribe."

"Murphy, the lord of the town of Athens." Murphy didn't care about this. He nodded slightly and said softly.

After speaking, Murphy raised his hand and gestured towards the woods nearby, and said slowly: "I prepared some food over there. Maybe we can sit down and talk slowly."

The centaurs don't like to communicate with humans, so Murphy arranged the meeting place not in the territory, but in the woods outside the territory.

The Centaur envoy did not come with General Leo Dallie. They arrived half a day later than Leo Dallie. Accompanying him were General Leo Dalius and Spartan heavily armored fanatic warriors, while the other party was accompanied by sixteen strong Centaur warriors equipped with longbows.

It can be seen that her status in the centaur tribe is not low.

There was a wooden table in the woods, with a lot of fruits on it, lamb roasted to golden brown and crispy, and a bottle of wine that Murphy had collected for a long time and was reluctant to drink. A chair was placed on one side of the table, and a snow-white cloth was spread on the ground on the other side.

Murphy's thoughtful reception made the expression on the other party's face soften a lot. She stepped on the snow-white cloth with all four hooves, and then slowly squatted down.

Centaurs don't sit on chairs.

After sitting down, Murphy found that he seemed to have overestimated the other party, because the female centaur, who had been quite impressive before, couldn't help but pick up a fresh and crisp grape with rain and dew after sitting down, and put it on Entered the mouth. As if she thought it tasted good, she reached out and picked up another one.

Sweet and sour things generally attract females.

The other party's actions made Murphy aware that she must have a high status to have such an overwhelming aura. In terms of experience alone, I’m afraid it’s not too much.

"Humans, we are at war with the mammoths in the north. We urgently need a batch of iron to forge weapons!" After eating several grapes in succession, the beautiful female centaur seemed to have just remembered that there was something serious to talk about.

"No problem." Murphy replied calmly. After a slight pause, he said again: "The question is what can your tribe give back?"

As a nomadic people, the Centaur tribe still has a very traditional way of bartering. In fact, before the trade, the slave merchant Plife specially went to the back of the southern plains to purchase a batch of supplies. Because many centaurs don't accept silver coins.

"We can exchange longbows and furs. Of course, we can also give you some of the metals that humans like." Milune looked at Murphy, her golden eyes seeming to sparkle with a strange brilliance.

Metal? Silver coins?

"We don't need longbows and furs. How many silver coins can you give me?" Murphy picked up an apple, put it in his mouth, took a bite, and said slowly.

"A pile." Milun gestured with her hand, trying to explain clearly to Murphy.

Murphy stumbled upon hearing this and almost choked on the apple. He swallowed the apple with difficulty and let out a long breath.

What adjective is a pile?

Is it used to describe the amount of silver coins?

As if the gesture was unclear, Milun pointed to a hillside not far away and said, "A pile like that hillside, but shorter than that."

Murphy looked at the small slope and made a rough estimate. He estimated that the number was close to 100,000 silver coins.

"Are they all silver coins?" Murphy asked curiously.

"What is a silver coin? Is this a silver coin?" Milun took off a silver bracelet from her snow-white arm and asked curiously.

Murphy was speechless.

He finally understood that the silver coins in the little mare's mouth were actually more of this kind of silver. It is possible that they were decorations plundered from other races. As a race that does not use currency, there may not be much difference between silver coins and silver products in their eyes.

"One pound of silver for ten pounds of iron, is there any problem?" When he said this sentence, Murphy felt like an evil profiteer!

Maybe using weight will help the other party understand it better.

The beautiful little mare frowned and calculated. In fact, calculation was a big problem for the centaurs, which is why they rarely trade with other races. You can't expect a race that is still stuck on simple addition and subtraction to understand the secrets of multiplication and division.

Yes, for centaurs, arithmetic can be said to be a secret.

In order to make the other party understand the transaction more clearly.

Murphy first took out a grape, then an apple, and said wickedly: "Such a big piece of silver can be exchanged for such a big piece of iron."

"Deal!" The beautiful little mare understood now. She nodded excitedly and said, "You are an honest human being."

Looking at the other party's pure eyes, Murphy suddenly felt that he was too evil.

But he soon convinced himself.

I just made 300% profit. Compared with other human profiteers, I am already very kind.