"Dude, you're just going to let us drink beer?"
Rumlow said to Steve while holding a can of beer on the table.
The table was covered with barbecued meats. As we all know, the food culture there does not eat offal very much, so except for large pieces of barbecued meats such as ribs and legs, there was nothing else on the table.
"I think it's pretty good."
Matthew picked up a piece of smoked ribs and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing heavily.
There are not many changes that can be made in the heat of American barbecue. On the contrary, each store pays more attention to the sauce.
This street shop is not as high-end as paying attention to the taste of the heat.
In high-end stores, Steve's salary is not enough.
"By the way, can this store bring its own drinks?"
Jessica poked the barbecue on the plate with her fork. She was not used to drinking local beer. Jessica, who was used to drinking strong liquor, had little interest in the beer itself.
"After eating these, I realized what was missing from my life in the Holy Mountain."
Luke's mouth was full of words, and his body was still shaking as he spoke.
He has a very black style, and his previous stability is not visible at all.
"Speaking of which, I just want to know why there are black bread everywhere on the Holy Mountain. Not everyone likes the taste of that thing, right?"
Rumlow poured a sip of beer into his mouth, and then spoke to the people present enthusiastically.
"Who knows, on the contrary, every time I go to the blacksmith shop to find Bulcasso, my staple food is black bread. But I have never seen that milk elsewhere."
Jessica took out the wine that Orak gave her from her backpack. This large can was at least five or six liters. Even if she was an alcoholic, she couldn't drink it all at once.
"Which ancestor's collection is this?"
Rumlow smelled the aroma of wine, stuffed a big mouthful of meat into his mouth, grabbed the wine Jessica took out, and poured it into the glass.
Jessica took back the wine can angrily and filled a beer glass for everyone present. Then she shook the can and confirmed the inventory before speaking.
"Ancestor Banar, congratulations to Orak on getting an heir."
Jessica put the jar back into her backpack and picked up the cup in front of her.
"Come, to Harrogath! To Bulcaisso! Cheers!"
Jessica held her wine glass high and said words of celebration that outsiders could not understand.
"For Harrogath! For Bulcaisel! Cheers!"×4
Steve joined in the toast without any surprise.
The moment the wine entered his mouth, the burning sensation like a flame made Steve unbearable.
It's not that he has never drank strong alcohol before, but even the strongest alcohol he has ever drunk does not feel like his whole body is on fire.
"This wine is different from the collection of ancestor Madoc. It's a bit rough."
Luke let out a long breath with his mouth open.
"What kind of treasure does Mardoc have? Didn't he drink all his treasures before he died in battle? Most of the 'treasures' he mentioned were taken from other ancestors."
Rumlow said faintly as he savored the taste of the wine.
"The wine Luke drank last time was from Bulcasso's collection. I heard it was the original version. Later, Bulcasso's technology became better, so he gave that batch of wine to the ancestors."
Matthew, who had heard a lot of ancestor gossip from Reko, put down his cup and said.
Steve looked at the people in front of him with a smile. He couldn't join in when talking about the holy mountain of Harrogas.
It seems that he is about the same age as several people here, but Steve, who has been sleeping for nearly fifty years, is an out-and-out old man.
But my mentality is still the same as when I was young.
"You are different from me. I saw Orak pass by."
Jessica swallowed the wine in her mouth, made an exaggerated sound unique to drunkards, and then spoke.
Among these barbarian recruits, only Jessica is the chosen heir, and she is the only one who does not have to figure out how to understand her leader.
"Aurark in the picture is really wild, and his posture of killing demons wantonly is so handsome!"
Jessica's words made Luke feel a little bit disgusted.
"Speaking of pictures, except for Jessica, what everyone sees is basically the picture of Bulcasso, right?"
Matthew stuffed another piece of meat into his mouth. Although he didn't stay on the Holy Mountain as long as Rumlow and the others, he was still a little greedy.
"Speaking of Bulcaisso, what will the successor he chooses see? Will he see the general process of the Bulcaisu battle like us?"
Rumlow clinked glasses with Steve and then said.
"Who knows, I think it might be different from what we saw."
Luke took a big gulp of wine, and then spoke vaguely.
The drink he drank just now was a bit violent, which made his tongue numb.
"That's true, but it has nothing to do with us."
Jessica glanced at Steve, who was a little embarrassed, and planned to change the topic.
"It's surprising that Captain America is still alive."
"Indeed, I was surprised too."
Nick Fury pushed open the door of the private room with some difficulty, walked directly to Steve and sat down next to him.
Rumlow looked at Nick Fury with disgust.
"This is?"
Jessica took a sip from the wine glass, and the private room was completely enveloped in the smell of strong liquor.
"Nick Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. is ruthless and ruthless, even capable of killing me, a hero, just to maintain stability."
Rumlow picked up the glass and took a swig.
"Are you the one who asked Bulcasso to punish you personally? I have to say that this is quite impressive."
Matthew picked up a steak and stuffed it into his mouth.
Nick Fury was indeed a big shot in their eyes before, but not now.
"SHIELD is actually not as bad as Rumlow said, but his intentions are good."
Steve glanced at Nick Fury with disgust, then explained.
"The purpose is good, but you can use shady methods to do things? The purple man's body is still on display in SHIELD's research room."
Rumlow said with some contempt.
If it weren't for the Purple Man's ability, Bucky Barnes would have blown Nick Fury's head off.
"boom!"
The sudden loud noise was when Jessica smashed the wine glass on the table. Although the Purple Man was no longer a nightmare for her, that guy could still make Jessica angry!
"You didn't destroy that bastard as promised, and you're still researching it!?"
Jessica had already taken out the hand axe.
No one here knew anything about Jessica's past, maybe Nick Fury knew a little bit.
After all, he personally issued the order to investigate the news about the Purple Man.
"Jessica?"
Luke stood up and looked at Nick Fury with hostility in his eyes.
Although he didn't know why Jessica was angry, he knew that as a barbarian he would not release his anger for no reason.
Coupled with his good impression of Jessica, he stood up immediately.
"It seems like this 'Purple Man' is not a good thing. He is really troublesome."
Matthew picked up the cup and drank the strong wine inside, and then a mace and a hand ax appeared on his waist.
The two-handed giant hammer belonging to Rumlow also appeared at Rumlow's feet.
"I think this is not the topic we should talk about, but it seems that Nick Fury's research is a very dangerous thing."
Rumlow didn't stand up, but his attitude was clear.
His attitude was marked by a tone of contempt and disgust.
Steve drank in silence. Although he didn't like Nick Fury's style, it was a bit reluctant for him to express hostility directly.
Anyway, when Nick Fury appears, he is basically a stand-in, so missing one or two does not seem to be a big deal.
"That is research that can reduce agent casualties and is very useful on the road to maintaining peace."
Nick Fury didn't do anything special. He picked up a steak from the table and ate it.
"Who knows if you will do something disgusting with that ability? Who can guarantee it!?"
Jessica's hair was tangled automatically, and her anger was almost full.
"No one can guarantee it, not me, not Steve."
Nick Fury raised his eyes and glanced at Jessica, then lowered his head and continued eating the barbecue.
"Just like no one can guarantee that Bulcaisel will not go on a killing spree, power has always been like this. So SHIELD can only collect more power and use sacrifices to maintain peace and security."
Nick Fury swallowed the food that was not fully chewed in his mouth, and then spoke silently.
"Okay, Director! Stop playing the sad game. It was never you who sacrificed, but people like me and Steve. We paid the price, and you 'maintained' the peace."
Rumlow grabbed a piece of meat and looked at it, as if he were bored.
"For example, this piece of meat, who can guarantee that it will not be in danger? For example, will I eat it?"
"What I do is to let the 'meat' have more time and make the guys who want to eat the earth pay the price!"
Nick Fury took Steve's glass and poured it over the meat.
"Now, he's not as tasty."
"But I just like the taste."
Rumlow stuffed the meat soaked in liquor into his mouth.
"It's just that I haven't lit a fire yet, and I don't have the ability to buy the time to light it."
Nick Fury looked up at Rumlow, but Jessica was ignored by him.
"So, you want us to be the group of people fighting for time, even if it means sacrifice?"
Matthew was facing Nick Fury, and he could hear Nick Fury's heartbeat. The unchanging heartbeat at least showed that Nick Fury was serious.
"Fuck the sacrifice, I want you to destroy the purple man's body!"
Jessica bent down and stared into Nick Fury's one eye.
Luke walked to the door, blocking the way in and out.
He knew this well, he always did it when he was in elementary school, cleaning up punks in the bathroom.
"If you can help me buy time to light the fire, I can destroy the purple man's body as a condition."
Nick Fury already knew what Steve wanted to do, and the Avengers were originally his plan.
Now that there is a possibility of forming the Avengers, Nick Fury does not intend to stay out.
In a few words, he had taken control of the matter from Steve.
"It's impossible, we won't be your subordinates."
Rumlow was devouring the meat and already had one hand on the handle of the giant hammer.
If Nick Fury is going to say anything outrageous, then he can say goodbye to this life substitute.
"This is also my purpose. Although I don't intend to listen to Nick Fury's command, we need logistics."
"team leader?"
Although Matthew already knew that Steve had something to say, he didn't expect it to be this.
"Rumlow, once a combatant of Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D., now has extraordinary power, but do you know what atonement you have to do next?"
Nick Fury glanced at Rumlow, completely ignoring the threat of the giant hammer.
"Luke Cage, a street hero. Overall, he's pretty good, but he never knew how to be cautious. Do you know what to do to minimize the impact on civilians?"
Nick Fury turned his head and glanced at Luke Cage, who was blocking the door behind him. Then he said to Matthew:
"Matthew Murdoch, or should I call you Daredevil? Do you know how many manufacturers and channels Kingpin's dark side empire has? It can only be like a fly in a bottle, constantly getting bigger. transport."
Nick Fury looked at Jessica, who was still angry.
"Jessica Jones, I have to say I'm sorry. We are committed to solving superpower crimes, but we never noticed a victim like you right under our noses."
Nick Fury stood up with some difficulty and bowed to Jessica to apologize.
"But in order to prevent more people from suffering the torture you have suffered, I hope you can accept S.H.I.E.L.D."
The way Nick Fury is staggering due to his injuries is quite confusing to be honest, at least it makes people less hostile towards him.
"I do not need."
Jessica looked at Nick Fury, her tone contained anger, and she spoke word by word, but she sat on the chair for a while, took out the remaining liquor and poured it into her mouth.
"Jessica, that's the wine to celebrate your rebirth, and it's not suitable to drink at this time. I still have some savings, and I'll take you to the bar for a drink later."
Luke opened the door behind him, walked to Jessica's side and took the jar with some force.
But his attitude showed that he was also shaken by Nick Fury's words.
"What do you represent? SHIELD? Are you talking about the help you can provide us?"
Matthew wanted to be calmer. Sitting opposite Nick Fury, he put his hands on the table and spoke calmly.
"He can, although I don't like him either."
Steve said this, and then looked at Rumlow beside him.
"I said, I don't accept SHIELD's command."
Rumlow looked at Steve, determined.
"Then let me take command! You can trust me!"
Steve stood up.
"What I originally wanted to say was for everyone to form a team to deal with things that shouldn't exist. Now that I've said that, I have nothing to hesitate."
Steve picked up the beer in front of him and drank heavily.
The feeling of the cold beer passing through his esophagus relaxed him a little.
"We will figure out what we need from SHIELD's information, but we will not act without knowing anything. I can guarantee this!"
"Steve, is the historical you the real you?"
Matthew's tone was a little cold.
With a background in law, he has doubts about many things, including the story of Captain America.
Studying law will make a person lose his sensibility little by little, and Matthew will not make a choice after a passionate speech.
"I can only prove it with time."
A series of discussions made this originally cheerful dinner too tense.
"Give us some time, something like this can't be determined right then and there."
Rumlow finished the glass of wine, picked up the giant hammer and hung it back on his waist, and was the first to turn around and leave.
"I hope no one puts any gadgets in my apartment."
Rumlow's voice came from outside the door, threatening Nick Fury.
"Jessica, let's go to a drunken bar. I heard that two people drinking drunkenly can get through difficult times twice as fast."
Luke invited Jessica.
"Come on Luke. This isn't the dinner we were promised."
Jessica took the wine can back from Luke's hand and put it in her backpack.
Luke opened his hands and led Jessica out of the restaurant.
"Of course not, although I would love to have dinner with you seven days a week."
Luke's voice came, accompanied by the sound of a fist hitting his waist.
Nick Fury straightened up and looked at Matthew in front of him.
"I don't think an organization that knows those guys exist and does nothing is as noble as you suggest. But I can take a moment to make sure."
Matthew put away his weapon, took his coat from the hanger, and left silently.
Now only Steve and Nick Fury were left in the room.
"Nick Fury, although I am just a soldier, I am not as stupid as you think."
Steve looked at Nick Fury with an angry look.
Nick Fury's constant comments are undoubtedly trying to get the team's attention.
Especially starting before the squad is even formed.
"If I don't say this, they will eventually think of it. It's better to solve the problem from the beginning and prevent hidden dangers."
Nick Fury sat on the chair for a while, then picked up the barbecue from the table and stuffed it into his mouth.
"I won't completely trust you because of what you did."
Steve folded his arms in front of him and looked at Nick Fury.
"I know, so this team will only be in your hands, and SHIELD will only provide logistical support."
…
"It seems that he is very important to you?"
Gu Yi had just sent Emperor Weishan away and moved out a bench to sit on a rock on the side of the mountain.
Bulcasso was sitting cross-legged next to her.
Ancient Yi said while looking at Rorshacha who was wielding a weapon on the other side.
"Yes, but I can't remember why he is important. I only remember that I need a strong and determined successor."
Bulcasso took out a bottle of strong liquor and poured it into his mouth.
"Aren't you affected by alcohol? Every time I see you, I feel like you are constantly drinking."
Gu Yi took out another can of sparkling water from his sleeve, inserted a straw into it and drank slowly.
"Alcohol? That won't affect our bodies yet. We just need something more exciting."
Bulcasso looked at Rorschach, his eyes twinkling.
"When do you plan to go to Odin?"
Ancient One asked.
After Odin felt Bulcaisuo's momentum, he immediately contacted Ancient One.
He plans to make an appointment to meet at a new time, and this time the time will be decided by Bulkesso.
"Then let's do it tomorrow. It doesn't seem like it can delay anything if we just meet."
Bulcaisel's tone was rare and calm.
"Little girl, when can you take me to see that Emperor Weishan? Or bring them over to see me?"
Warusk suddenly appeared here and spoke to Ancient One.
Including the time of death, Volusk has existed for nearly two thousand years.
There's nothing wrong with calling Gu Yi a little girl.
"You're here again, Warusk! Do you still remember that you are dead?"
Bulkaiso said without looking back. For the relatively lustful immortal king Volusk, Bulkaiso still couldn't stand it after so many years.
"But I still exist, unlike..."
Warusk's voice gradually disappeared, and the second half of the sentence was completely silent.
"I can ask Ao Shutu for you. Maybe she also wants to return to Earth to take a look."
Gu Yi didn't pay attention to Warusk's words and said with a smile.
"That's best, but what are you going to do with your apprentice, the little mage?"
Warusk was talking about Casillas, who had only gone through one trial.
He would have to wait until he passed Canuck's fifth trial before he could be called a barbarian. There was no problem in calling him a little mage now.
"Casillas? Maybe he no longer wants to be a mage after he understands what justice is.
Basically, none of my disciples have any special talents. Maybe it's because I, the teacher, don't teach well. "
Gu Yi said casually.
Not many of her disciples have truly achieved anything, and even those who want to inherit the position of Supreme Mage have to wait until Strange arrives.
And Tony, who is now living a "full" life in a cave in Afghanistan, also has a chance.
"Mage is a profession that emphasizes talent. Knowledge and power always interact with each other."
Bulkesso thought of Li Min.
That mage was not highly regarded when she was in Xiansai Academy, but she grew rapidly in battle with her talent.
Later, after reading countless books, Li Min was already so powerful that it was difficult to understand.
Who among the old guys at Xiansai Academy didn't stare with wide eyes as they watched Li Min become the strongest mage in the world in less than thirty years?
Mages need talent and knowledge too much.
"It's as if barbarians don't need talent."
When Warusk said this, his eyes were fixed on Rorschach. He was still very concerned about this talented newcomer.
"Bulkasso, really can't I let him follow me for a while?"
Warusk is still trying.
"After that time has passed, I will no longer dictate his path. Didn't I also follow several ancestors in the trial back then?"
Bulcaisel reached out and touched the snow on the ground.
"But speaking of heirs, everyone will remember you as the heir to Anda Korgas."
Warusk said in a strange tone.
"But now everyone calls me Bulkesso."
Bulkesso did not continue to talk to Warusk.
He just looked at the snow on the sacred mountain of Harrogath without saying a word.
…
"Barton! How on earth did I think you had talent!"
Olongus shouted angrily.
Hawkeye certainly has talent, but his talent is more in mid- and long-range attacks.
Having him abandon his previous habit of linking swordsmanship to learning to wield a handaxe makes him slow in melee combat.
"I really didn't expect that."
Hawkeye muttered quietly.
This repetitive swing of weapons was much harder than he thought.
The centers of gravity of hand axes and long swords are completely different, making them very awkward to swing.
"What didn't you expect? Didn't you expect your weapon combat to be so bad!?"
Olongus was extremely impatient. He originally thought that Madoc was the worst offender, but he didn't expect that he would be even worse off.
Luke Cage's body is just uncoordinated, and there have been obvious changes after acquiring the Nephalem bloodline.
But Hawkeye's problem is not that he is uncoordinated, but that his previous fighting style is somewhat ingrained.
"I may not be able to help you win in a month. After all, I can't even swing an ax now."
Hawkeye said without any pressure, and then he was hit in the head by a black bread shot.
"I don't intend for you to defeat that little girl in melee combat! But you'd better be able to pass my first trial with your crappy melee combat methods!"
In the first trial of the secret realm, you can only bring the prescribed items. Hawkeye will have to bring a small hand ax to kill a group of fallen demons and a small group of rats.
Even though Olongus is not as good at close combat compared to other ancestors, it is no pressure for him to kill a few demons by hacking.
But Hawkeye is different. If he can't win in the battle, he will be in trouble.
Olongus is not like the designated heir. After all, he originally didn't care much about the heir.
What barbarian wouldn't want to learn talents after becoming strong enough?
Barbarians who have the talent of being able to escape have a certain affinity with Olongus.
"Olongus, it looks like your progress is not very good."
Cassius came over with Natasha.
Although Cassius only relies on his fists, he can still use weapons.
But compared to his fists, the combat effectiveness of Cassius's weapons is a bit incomprehensible.
For him, the weapon may be a kind of seal.
"You bastard, get away from me at least fifty meters!"
Olongus saw Cassius appearing in front of him, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
"Are you afraid that I will rush up and beat you? That's not necessary."
Cassius said with a smile:
"I just came to see your progress and see if I have any experience that I can learn from."
Cassius's training of Natasha was also somewhat difficult.
Natasha and Hawkeye have similar problems, they just can't change their simple fighting habits.
Natasha was used to using various means to fight, and it was not in harmony with Cassius's style of rushing up and overpowering the opponent.
Although Natasha performed well in the weapon mastering course, after all, the hand ax was a type of weapon she was relatively familiar with.
"Then why don't you go find Korik? Isn't he also training newcomers?"
Olongus was a little suspicious.
"He's with Madoc, and it's not easy for me to get over."
Cassius still remembers the time he beat up Kolik on a whim.
He was afraid that after he passed by, Maddock would strangle him by the neck, and then be brutally beaten by Korik.
This isn't the first time this has happened.
Madoc likes to join in the fun, and Corik has a revenge.
When he meets these two guys, he will most likely turn into a punching bag.
"Why don't you just take Koutur with you and let him strangle Madoc's neck, and then you and Korik will go one-on-one!"
As Olongus spoke, he waved his hand to signal Hawkeye to take a rest.
The physical strength of a human who has not yet accepted the Nephalem bloodline cannot sustain constant training.
"I can't beat Korik."
Cassius grinned.
"Then you mean you can beat me! If you can, get out fifty meters and we'll have another fight!"
Olongus was furious.
He has not forgotten the fact that he was knocked down by Cassius with three punches and two kicks.
"We are only two meters apart now. I advise you to think carefully before speaking."
Cassius clenched his fists, and there was a series of clicking sounds on his finger bones.
"XXXX!"
A string of words that could not be expressed came out of Olongus's mouth, then he turned around and wanted to change places with eagle eyes.
At this distance, it didn't take a blink of an eye for Cassius to stuff his fist into his throat, and Olongus was not going to be harsh.
"Okay Natasha, let's go and rest first. That's it for today."
Cassius said casually.
On the other side, Olongus also said similar words to Hawkeye.
"What's our dinner?"
Natasha smoothed her hair coquettishly, not because she wanted to seduce Cassius.
It's just that she has long been accustomed to this kind of behavior.
"There is a warehouse next to the dormitory, and it is full of food."
Cassius said casually.
Natasha waved to Hawkeye, and the two of them walked towards the dormitory.
"You send them to Bulqueso's pantry? The black bread there can chip a hard-haired rat's teeth!"
Olongus looked at Cassius as if he were looking at Baal.
"Isn't that what Rumlow's boys came here to eat?"
Cassius didn't quite understand why Olongus was shocked.
"Don't worry about that. That little girl is too cummy to be hungry. Tell me how you plan to make that boy change his habits?"
"I'm going to let you teach him. As long as he doesn't do it to the standard, I'll let you beat him. Anyway, you are very familiar with this job. Every time you hit me, there will be two black circles under my eyes, no more, no less!"
Olongus became angry as he spoke, and his voice became louder and louder.
"This is a solution, but I don't know if they can resist the beating."
Cassius took it seriously.
Then he disappeared from Olongus' eyes.
Olongus turned around and went directly to the old general Qualkek.
Qualkek has seen countless new recruits, and there must be a solution to this problem.
Orlongus wanted to see how Natasha, who was beaten all over by Cassius and was in pain, could break through Barton's attack range.
Natasha and Hawkeye, who had just found food at the other end, looked at the cold black bread on the ground and wanted to shush.
Hawkeye picked up a bunch and took it in his hand, then tried to take a bite. The hard bread gave him a bit of a toothache.
"Do you have anything to eat? Natasha, I remember you always bring a few pieces of chocolate."
Hawkeye waved the bread in his hand, as if he had found the feeling of wielding an axe.
"Is it really so unpalatable?"
Natasha took out two chocolate bars from the small pocket on her belt and handed one to Hawkeye.
Hawkeye glanced at Natasha and smashed the black bread on the wall, making a thumping sound.
"Well, it seems we have to find a way, otherwise the little food I brought won't be enough to survive tomorrow."
Natasha picked up a piece of black bread angrily and walked away.
Maybe find a container and soak some snow in water so that you can swallow it.
…
"Why does my teacher always keep us away from the power of the dark dimension, but she obviously controls that dimension? Isn't she too selfish!"
Casillas and Canuck were sitting in front of the fire, baking black bread.
This thing won't become soft after baking, it will just warm up.
Casillas seemed to be aggrieved, constantly talking about his previous experiences.
After saying a few words, he took a bite of the black bread, scraped off some crumbs with his front teeth and swallowed them.
"Why would she want to share her power with you?"
After listening to a lot of complaints, Kanuk asked in a somewhat irritable tone.
In his opinion, there is only one way to become stronger if you are not strong enough, and that is to make yourself stronger.
Casillas rambled on for a long time and came up with a central idea: his teacher has so much power, why not share it with everyone.
That kind of thing made Kanuk a little bit fucked up.
Co-author: If someone else has a wife and children but you don’t, do they have to share their wife and children with you?
Why! ?
When people support their families, I don’t see you paying a penny.
"Hungry……"
Casillas was used to the rhythm of just saying what he said to Canuck, but suddenly Canuck stopped him by asking a question.
Canuk stuffed the black bread in Casillas's mouth, and then gave Casillas an uppercut, successfully becoming the first of this batch of recruits to bite the black bread directly.
The price is two front teeth.
"You are nagging without any sense of responsibility. If I don't train you into a man who fights with his mind, I will go to Leiko to woo you!"
Kanuk cursed for a long time, and then saw Vader's head popping up next to the fire.
"What! You want to make a report!"
Kanuk stared at Vader.
He looked like he would take action if he disagreed.
"How is that possible? You're not afraid of this anyway. It's better to say that you just want such an opportunity. I won't be your mouthpiece."
Vida picked up the black bread that fell to the ground when Casillas fell and toasted it on the fire.
Being able to return to physical form once a year makes each of these ancestors a little abnormal.
Do you just take out a piece of black bread from the warehouse and bake it on the fire? You must know that the original black bread was not so hard. They baked all the moisture to create this kind of black bread that can kill people.
"If you are willing to give me five bottles of Bulqueso's treasure, I will risk being beaten to tell this matter to Leiko for you."
Vader turned the black bread over the fire, as seriously as a scientist studying the changes in black bread on the flames.
"Forget it, I'm just talking."
Kanuk took off the evil-proof shoulder armor and wiped it carefully.
The leader of the Bull tribe of Leiko, Kanuk took over the responsibility of chief after Leiko died in the battle, fighting for the survival space of the Bull tribe.
He liked Leiko, but he came too late.
"Leiko's sincere feelings..."
Kanuk whispered the name of Leiko's breastplate. This is Leiko's legend, which means that Leiko has never become convinced.
