Warlord of Chaos

Chapter 305

Passing through the building from the promenade, the front is the garden in the middle of the building. The garden covers a large area and is square. The diameter is about a kilometer. In the colorful, there are several independent villas. The house has several large tents. The center of the garden is a clear lake. There is a row of chairs and tables around the Qingtan. Not to mention the four buildings around, the area of ​​this garden is enough to make people stunned. To know, the Holy City is a densely populated city, and the area near the center of the city is even more expensive.

The sky is near dusk. Now it is the performance time. Some magicians have frozen the water into ice. About 20 female elves danced barefoot on the ice, and the elf musicians who played the songs, although this Artificial ice is as cold as ice outside, but the elves are very hard-working, and people can't compare them. The elves are the same. What kind of life does the elf in the prison camp live? In order to protect their own safety, they must of course work hard.

Seeing this scene from afar, Yalena slightly showed an unbearable look, but Han Jin and Qi Yuke were unmoved, and the aggressors were aggressors. Even if their cultural heritage is deep, even if their appearance is gorgeous, It is also impossible to cover up the sins committed.

The chair on the side of the pool is full of people, watching their dress, and the number of guards, one is not rich and expensive.

Chitke is very clear, with Yajin of Yalinna, it is impossible to see this kind of performance, not to mention there are some more over-the-top programs! So he went straight into Hanok into a small villa.

After the three people were seated, Han Jin paused and pondered the wording and opened his head: "There are several paladins of Adonis..."

When he heard Hanjin mention the paladin of the Holy See, Yalin left the living room for excuses. She didn't want to listen. One listened and didn't listen to her. It was that she remembered her father's words. When she was young, her father was the best. One of the assistants caused a family conflict because the assistant focused on magic research. He had not been in the laboratory for half a year. Of course, he did not go home. The assistant’s wife found the Duke’s house to complain, and the result was counted by her father. And return home. At that time, her father said, don't try to tie a chain on the neck of a male lion, but would like to be tied up, at most a dog.

Although this is somewhat overbearing and unappealing, but Yalena faintly understands that some men are unwilling to be dragged, so even if the relationship with Hanjin is getting closer, she is not willing to be in front of Hanjin. Finger pointing, especially in the face of big things, unless Han Jin took the initiative to ask her advice.

Han Jin and Qi Yuke talked for a long time, until late at night, Chitike was half-happy and left the villa, obviously, Han Jin let him do it, not easy.

Han Jin closed his eyes and pondered for a moment. He got up and walked into the bedroom slowly. He found that I didn’t know when I was asleep in bed. He didn’t alarm Yalina. He turned back to the living room, opened the window and watched the garden. Night view.

The performances of the elves are nearing the end. Seven or eight nearly half-naked elves are writhing in a fascinating gesture, and the emotions of the surrounding audience are also mobilized. From time to time, shouts and whistles are heard. That is not the dance of the elves. He used to see the same charm in the dungeons of the dungeons.

In order to survive, they have learned a lot, whether they are willing or not, in fact... isn’t Han Hanjin the same? !

Listening to Yalena talking about the story of the Holy See before, he only produced a vague idea in his mind, but when he was awkward, his ideas became clearer and clearer, and he formed a complete set of plans. In the past, he was not willing to count people like this, let alone count a friend? ! But now, he has to do it. After so many days, he gradually learned about Jedice. He also liked Jedice. He couldn’t watch Jedice go the wrong way, and then both sides pulled their swords.

This change is good or bad, Han Jin does not know, but he never regrets!

Occupy Bayer League, and occupied the Holy Crown City, the magic crystal he captured has been filled with more than a dozen rooms on the Ares, of course, not chaotically stacked. As for the Ares as a warehouse, because Guevara's policy is to attack and attack again, all the magic crystal cannons in the Holy City are installed on the Ares, and the Magic Legion is also divided into two, the strongest. The dozens of magicians are on the Ares.

If you choose to live alone in seclusion because of fear, it is estimated that he still hides in the forest with Stillberg at the moment, looking around for the second and third world of Warcraft, perhaps it is not necessarily killed by the high-order Warcraft, and that kind of How can you hide from the hidden life?

Just when Hanjin was fascinated, someone gently knocked on the door twice, and Han Jin turned and slowly said: "Come in."

At the opening of the door, Hillester walked in with a smile. He used to be a little white face to eat by a woman. He was a supervisor for more than a month here. His temperament was obviously stronger than before. The eyebrows were full of confidence and slightly stunned. At the waist, Hillester said: "Adult, Chirk told me that you are here, so I came to see you, didn't bother you?"

"Listen to Qi Keke? I think you are waiting outside for a long time." Han Jin smiled and pointed to the chair: "Sit, find me something?"

When Han Jin broke the word, Hillester looked a little embarrassed: "Adult, listen to Guevara, said that you went out a few days ago and met an orc warrior near Nuremberg?"

"Ok."

"Great." Hillester said with joy: "Adult, if you catch the orc prisoner of war, can you send it to me first?"

"What do you want the orc prisoners to do?" Han Jin asked inexplicably.

"Adult, you made me the director of the night of bliss, my duty is of course to find ways to exhaust the pockets of the nobles." Hillester sighed: "But now the business is getting worse, people always It will not be satisfied. If you want to make money and make a lot of money, you must innovate."

"I agree with your thoughts, but is it related to orc prisoners of war?"

"Adult, look..." Hillester laughed and smacked into the window, pointing out: "You don't think that the unusually burly orc warrior and the elf stand together, is there a very weird, very exciting feeling? ”

"When you catch the orc captives, let's talk." Han Jin frowned slightly. He understood the meaning of Hillester: "But... you should be careful, don't make things that are criticized, go on. Once, Alexandre Ritter killed more than 600 elf prisoners of war, and the result was criticized by some people, saying that Yalinshan Reiter is too cruel, if you are stared by those guys..."

"Adult, you can rest assured, this is not an army." Hillester said: "I can let others do it, I will figure things out, and I will not take responsibility."

"You have to have a bottom line, do you understand?" Han Jin said slowly.

"Understood, adults." Hillester smiled. "I promised when you agreed?"

"Yeah." Han Jin nodded and saw that Hillett did not go. He asked again: "Do you have anything else?"

"This..." Hillester hesitated for a moment: "Adult, I don't know if I should say it."

"Crap, you have already said it now."

Hillester slammed his teeth: "Adult, can you say hello to Master Langing? Let him restrain the generals!"

"what happened?"

"They are here to eat, drink, and play, never give money, I don't dare to ask them, but... if they only have them, I can still afford them, but if they are okay, they will come here to treat them, every time they come with them. A large group of people, and some nobles and businessmen are bent on pleading with them. They were originally invited by others, but the generals have to be generous, mother! They don’t have to give money anyway!” Hillester showed an angry expression. : "Adults, this can't be done! It's not good, maybe even a loss!"

“Can you lose money here?” Han Jin’s look is a bit weird.

"Adults, many places need money!" Hillester screamed: "All the VIP rooms here are equipped with magic lanterns, a total of more than 300 baht, other rooms together, the candles consumed every day There are more than 40,000 roots. As for eating and drinking, we can earn a little. Let’s not forget it first, but... I have to get a salary? How many more than 30 magicians have to have a salary? Hundreds of guards, and more than two thousand elves, have to have a salary?"

"The elf also has a salary??"

"This... adults, I haven't had time to tell you." Hillester scratched his head and looked at Han Jin nervously: "In order to inspire the enthusiasm of the elves, I made a promise, as long as they can pay a certain amount. A ransom of numbers can restore their freedom."

"How many ransoms?"

"One person has five thousand gold coins."

Han Jin lived, and he had a feeling of ridicule. Since he became a lord, he has no concept of money. The last time, he owed tens of thousands of gold coins to the foreign capital of Lonely City, but it is a collective debt. Now, every elf needs five thousand gold ransoms. It is a big opening for the lion, and it is a big mouth.

"You estimate... how many years can they work for a ransom?"

"Anyway, they have a long life, aren't they? It's enough to work hard for three or fifty years." Hillester laughed.

"It won't work like this... but you shouldn't look for me." Han Jin shook his head. He couldn't understand how the result of Hillester's loss was calculated. A ransom of an elf is enough to buy a candle for a thousand years. : "You should go to Lang Ning, or go directly to Guevara."

"Adult, don't you?" Hillester's face suddenly became bitter: "But... you should always have an opinion? Otherwise, how do I find them?"

"The generals of the Rapids... are there any bills?"

"Yes, there!" Hillester said with a voice: "I have been with him, adult, you want to see?"

"No, you handed it directly to Lang Ning, and said... I said it, the rules can't be broken, and the squadrons put all these accounts on it." Han Jin whispered: "Someone is special, others will naturally imitate In the end, I can only get more and more chaotic. Now I should give them a lesson."

"Adult, isn't it..." Hillester's look was a bit sluggish. His intention was to let Hanjin warn the generals of the Rapids, with bills, just to prove how difficult and wrong he was. I did not expect Han Jin to take all the accounts back.

Just then, there was an exclamation in the bedroom inside, and then I heard the scream of Elena: "Raphael..."

Han Jin's eyes condensed, and then his body shape disappeared from the original place. He rushed through the door and saw Jaina open his arms and slammed into his arms.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, what's wrong?" Han Jin could feel that Yalina's body was constantly shaking, and he softly touched the back of Yalena and said softly.

The outside of Hillester was also shocked and almost alerted, but then I saw that there was nothing left in Yalina to relax, but here is not what he can stay, and Hillett is going backwards. Go, then quietly pushed open the door.

In the bedroom, Han Jin finally figured out the reason from the innocent grievances of the Yalinna. She had a nightmare, dreaming that her father, Solomon Duke, had relapsed and died.

Han Jin can understand that the nightmare is not terrible in itself. The terrible thing is that he does not believe that it is impossible to happen, but it is impossible to extricate himself in the dream. The desperation and struggle are the most unbearable.

Han Jin was holding Yalina sitting on the bed and whispering for a long while, seeing that Yalinna's look gradually calmed down, only to smile: "Do you want your father today?"

"Yeah." Yalina nodded lightly. When Han Jin talked with Chitike, she deliberately hid in the bedroom, and later thought about many fathers, and many fathers said.

In fact, when a man and a woman decide to come together, they will change dramatically. Some men may become stronger because they have a sense of responsibility, while others may become more vulnerable because She has a reason to escape the wind and rain.

“What I thought of during the day, it’s easy to dream about it at night.” Han Jin said softly: “It’s okay, it will be fine for a while.”*

"But... but my father's body has been very bad, I am sick, I am afraid this is a..." Yalena whispered, she still couldn't let go, I wanted to say that this was a bad omen, but I dare not continue. Going down, I am afraid that I will become a slang.

"Don't think about it." Han Jin stroked Yalina's hair and then shifted the subject. He tried to transfer Yalina's attention to other aspects. He just had a big question mark in his heart: "Yes. , Elena, the tattoo on your body... What does it mean?"

"Tattoo? I don't have a tattoo?!" Elena said.

"You have it!" Han Jin said in a positive tone. He always believed that the miraculous recovery of Elena must be related to the tattoo.

"I have a tattoo... I don't know yet?" said Yalena: "Then you said, where is my tattoo?"

"Here." Han Jin pointed his finger at Yalina's chest.

Yalena looked down at her chest and suddenly the face became blushing. She waved her hand on Han Jin’s shoulder: "You hate to die..."

"No, I..." Han Jin smiled and said: "You misunderstood, there is really a tattoo there, have you never found it??"

What other misunderstandings can this be? Yalena didn't dare to look at Han Jin. She stretched out a pair of small hands and shouted, and finally broke free from Han Jin's arms and wandered sideways.

"Yalina, you really have tattoos there!" Han Jin repeated in a solemn tone.

Listening to Han Jin’s tone was very serious. Yalena took the courage to look at Han Jin and then became dubious, because how to see Han Jin is not like a joke, then she said in a delicate voice: “You turn around !"

"Good." Han Jin finally found an opportunity to prove that he had no bad intentions. He obediently turned over.

When I was naked and my own madness, I was gone for a long time. Elena took off her magic robe and grabbed the high sheet in front of her. She slowly picked up the skirt of the inner skirt with one hand and leaned in. Look, then her little face suddenly became blood red, raising her hand and rolling the pillow, throwing it at Hanjin’s back: "hate, hate, hate..."

Han Jin did not move, let the pillow lie on his back, his face was extremely helpless, listening to the voice of Yalina's shame, should not see anything, but ... can only see the tattoo? Too bad!

"Yalina, do you believe me?" Han Jin began to move with emotion.

"Believe!" Yalina bit her lip, facing this problem, even if she is shy, give a clear answer.

"You really have a tattoo there!"

"Well, there are big tattoos." If this can also involve the meaning of trust or not, then she can only follow Han Jin.

Han Jin was helpless. After a moment, he said with some difficulty: "That... that... let me have a look?"

Yalena was completely stupid. She stared at Han Jin, and suddenly she slammed her hands and feet down on the bed. She thought it was a hint. For a time, countless thoughts came to mind. If you want to please Han Jin, then She should take the initiative to cater and fully bloom herself, but she feels terrified and nervous.

Han Jin saw that Yalina’s body had curled up into a group and still used her arms to protect her chest. Is this to let it look or not?

After hesitating for a moment, Han Jin re-sit to the bed, and at the moment he sat down, he could clearly feel that Yalina’s body trembled.

When I brought up the tattoo, it was originally for Yalina to divert her attention. Now I’m looking at Yalin’s attention, but I’m in awkward situation. I can’t explain it. Suddenly, one should be careful, but because he’s absent-minded. The ignored information flashed in his mind, Han Jin whispered: "Yalina, you said that your father is riddled with disease? What disease is it? Why didn't you find a priest?"

“It’s useless to find a lot of priests.” Yalena said in a low-pitched voice: “It’s asthma.”

"Just asthma??" Han Jin can't believe it.

"Ok."

“Just asthma??”

Yalina turned slowly, her eyes were somewhat wronged, and Hanjin changed the topic too fast, so she couldn't keep up, isn't asthma enough? I also hope that my father has several diseases?

"I mean... you should have told me!" Han Jin sighed.