"Ogre, a powerful ogre, he is as tall as that big tree over there, his arms are thicker than your thighs, his voice is like thunder, he said his name is Roar..." Ge Si tried hard to describe the stoutness of the ogre.
"Ogre, or ogre shaman?" Gavin seemed to be afraid that Goss didn't understand what he wanted to ask, so he added, "Is his fighting method close combat? Or casting spells."
"Melee combat." Goss said with great certainty, "He used a huge wooden stick that was thicker than my waist. I have never seen him cast a spell before."
"When does he usually come?"
"We come once every ten days, usually in the last two or three days. It's not fixed. Sometimes it's early, sometimes it's late."
"Okay, I understand. I appreciate your kindness. Next, I will take care of it. Just go back and take care of your people and let them mine as much as possible. It won't take long, my friend, We will bring more food and new tools, and I guarantee that the price of the ore produced in our black well will be three times what you sold last time." Gavin waved his hand, intending to end the conversation with Goss. Continue to prepare dinner.
"That's it?" Goss looked in disbelief. That was an ogre, an extremely powerful monster that could eat half a kobold in one bite.
"That's it." Gavin smiled and nodded, "The self-proclaimed guardian will talk about other matters after I finish handling them."
Gavin's reaction was completely beyond his expectation. Goss scratched the thin scales on his head and didn't know how to continue the conversation.
"By the way, what happened to the two new kobolds that just arrived?" Gavin suddenly remembered the two kobolds from before.
"That was a warrior from a nearby tribe. He found that the food here was better and decided to join our tribe." Goss replied weakly.
If it were normal times, Goss would have jumped up happily, because for a kobold tribe, attracting other tribesmen to come and seek refuge is a symbol of its own strength.
But now, Goss couldn't be happy at all, because this was not his own credit, but the credit of the human in front of him.
Once this human decides to leave and the extraordinary meals are no longer available, these new kobolds will immediately rebel and even incite the kobolds of the original tribe.
"That's it." Gavin touched his chin, his eyes almost narrowed into a thin line.
If Anna were here, she would have exclaimed in a low voice that Mr. Gavin was thinking of bad ideas again and someone was going to be unlucky again.
The integration of the kobold tribe is very beneficial to his future plans.
The plan Gavin told Bede was just the first step of his grand plan. How could his eyes only be fixed on a mineral vein, a small kobold tribe?
This is just his first foothold. As long as he establishes a foothold here, expansion is inevitable.
That's right.
Gavin is planning to use these cannon fodder-like kobolds to conquer the rocky land.
From the moment he woke up again, Gavin had been planning.
Previous lives have proven that no matter how powerful an individual is, he is still limited. He must have his own power in order to better leverage it.
But if you want to establish your own power among humans, even with the help of the memory of past lives, it will be difficult to achieve success within three to five years.
First, human beings are relatively xenophobic. This characteristic is not only shared by humans, but also by most other intelligent races, such as elves and dwarves. This is especially true for long-lived races. There is a wise saying from elves that you need to know someone. It takes a hundred years, and it takes another hundred years to trust someone.
Second, most forces have rulers. If he suddenly sneaks in and seizes the right to rule, there will definitely be internal fighting first, which will seriously waste energy.
After much thought, Gavin decided to break the rules and focus on the monster race.
Although the monster race also has the above flaws, they are not so serious.
The most important thing is that some means that are limited by morality will not cause any trouble to them.
Among them, the easiest monster races are naturally goblins and kobolds.
There's a reason Gavin chose kobolds over goblins.
The main reason is that goblins have a much wider distribution range than kobolds and are more numerous. This has caused them to have more conflicts with human races and have a worse reputation. Many people have blood feuds with goblins.
After taking Vic along the way, this feeling was even deeper. Many well-informed businessmen were full of discrimination against Vic's identity as a goblin, let alone ordinary people.
Goss originally wanted to use the name of the ogre to scare Gavin and the others away.
In the eyes of Goss, Gavin is more threatening to them, especially to him.
Because the ogre bandit's needs can be seen through at a glance. As long as his greedy desires are satisfied, he will not pose any threat to the Black Well Tribe and his dominance.
Gavin was different. So far, all his words and deeds were beyond his knowledge.
The other party's reaction this time was also beyond Goss's expectations. It seemed that he didn't care at all about the ogre robber in his mouth. He hunted when he should hunt and cooked when he should cook.
It can't be said that there has been no change at all. At least the female human being goes out less often, and even if she does go out, she usually doesn't go far.
In the end, what shocked Goss was that the human man, in his spare time, actually asked the goblin warlock to cast a spell and transform him into a kobold.
This discovery made the scales on Goss's back stand up. Why didn't he think of this?
Has the other party transformed into a kobold before and sneaked into the dark well to explore his secrets?
Or did the other party already know that the ogre bandit was about to collect taxes?
Fortunately, in order to scare him away today, I told him about this matter in advance. If he found out by himself, I don't know how he would deal with me.
After the male human turned into a kobold, he was not idle. He played with various weapons in the open space by the river. Not to mention, the various movements were unexpectedly coherent and graceful. The peeping Goss was a little stunned. , not to mention those little little heads, all barking and shouting next to them.
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"Hiccup..." Hou let out a long burp.
He was in a good mood today. Whether it was a goblin or a kobold, he was very obedient. Not only did he prepare generous tributes for himself and fill his bag, he also prepared a lot of food for himself. I had a full stomach for two days, and I didn't let myself travel such a long distance in vain.
Where is the next one?
Let me think.
A goblin tribe? Or is it a kobold tribe?
Come to think of it, it's a kobold tribe, very poor, and they didn't pay all the tributes last time.
If you can't bring out double this time, you must show them the color. Should you capture one of their cubs and give it a teething sacrifice? Or should we kill the leader of the tribe and replace him with a more capable one?
"Hmm...it smells so good...this is the smell of bison...Who hunted a big guy? It couldn't be the one he was going to...the kobold tribe, right? Could it be that they knew they were coming today... ...A tribute prepared for you in advance? Hiccup...Although I have eaten a lot, if it is a bison...I can still eat half a leg...The rest is taken back, enough for me to eat for three to five days..."
Hao dragged his giant wooden stick with one hand and carried a big bag with the other. With his belly bulging, he staggered across the col. The sight in front of him immediately made him furious, saying: "You guys are so brave... how dare you Eat my... my cow..."
