The King Chapter 161

  Chapter 161 Patrolling the Swamp

"what did you do to me?"

   Isabel asked angrily.

   If the eyes were a knife, Hudson would have been chopped into a pulp.

  Full of anger was burning, but her limp body made her unable to summon the strength to resist.

  The whole person fell into Hudson's arms, and the angry and beautiful eyes added a bit of charm, making the scene extraordinarily warm.

  He stretched out his hand and pinched it. Hudson said with a smile on the pink face in front of him:

   "I'm sorry, Miss Isabel. You are so charming that people can't help it..."

   "Forget it, you won't believe the truth. Then say something you want to believe!

  I am a coward by nature.

  For the sake of safety, before I figure out your origin, I can only wrong you first.

  But you can rest assured that I did not prescribe any medicine to you.

  As a knight, I still understand this rule.

  I just learned a little magic recently, and I haven't had time to cast it yet. I just asked Miss Isabel to test the effect today.

  Pure negative energy will only make you temporarily lose the power to resist, and will not harm your body.

  As long as you answer my few questions well, your body will recover in a while. After all, I am also sympathetic. "

  The simple introduction fell into the ears of Isabel, but it was like falling into an abyss. Tremblingly said:

   "Are you a necromancer?

This is impossible!

  How could there be such a young undead magister?

   Unless...you...are not Viscount Hudson..."

  The more I thought about it, the more terrifying I felt. Isabel's face instantly turned pale, and in the end even her voice became intermittent.

  If magicians who pursue the truth are a group of research freaks; then necromancers are a group of lunatics.

   fell into the hands of Hudson, Isabel can still try to save herself.

   She thinks she has a good understanding of men's thoughts. In the absence of hatred, there are very few people who can deal with a delicate beauty like her.

  But facing a necromancer who doesn't know how many years he has lived, the so-called beauty is a joke.

  The group of mages who deal with corpses every day are different. Under the corrosion of Yin Qi, their bodies may have lost their functions long ago.

   Without the bargaining chip to be proud of, Isabel is just as good as an ordinary woman.

   "Miss Isabel, there are certain things that cannot be said indiscriminately. For the sake of your beauty, I will give you another chance.

   Which side does the mysterious organization behind you belong to?

   If you can't say it directly, it's okay. I'll give you the answer, and you do the multiple choice questions. If you don't want to answer directly, hints are fine.

   After all, I am the most affectionate person. How can you introduce business to your friends without clarifying the identity of the transaction partner?

   If you don't object, it will be considered as your consent.

  Holy See?

  Frankish Kingdom?

  Dante Kingdom?

   Or Caesar III?

   He talked about all the great human forces on the continent of Aslant in one breath, but Isabel didn't see any reaction.

  Hudson frowned, his big hands became restless, and Isabel was so frightened that he hurriedly explained: "My lord, I really don't know!

   There has always been a one-way connection with the mysterious organization. I don't know who other members are besides contacts.

   Judging from the tasks completed over the years, I can only roughly guess that it may be related to the Holy See. As for the authenticity, I really have no way to be sure! "

   It can be seen that she is really frightened. Falling into the hands of a necromancer, death is not the most terrifying thing, what is even more terrifying is that the soul will not be at peace after death.

   "Understood, it turns out that you are just a pawn. It seems that it is difficult to get results if we only talk about this money with you.

  Take this pill. Go back and tell your upline to send someone who can call the shots. "

   After speaking, Hudson fed the pill to Isabel regardless of whether she wanted it or not.

   Her body regained some strength, but Isabel still didn't dare to move. She obediently lay down in Hudson's arms and asked softly, "My lord, what is this pill?"

   "Don't worry, this is a good thing. As long as you obey, nothing will happen.

   Now it is not hundreds of years ago. We can also become friends when we meet people from the Holy See. After the transaction is completed, you and I will have nothing to do with each other.

  If you're dishonest, I can't guarantee what will happen next.

   Or many a beauty doll, is also a good choice. Don't worry, my technique is good. Refining dolls can also retain your soul and help you live forever!

  Of course, you can also choose to tell the people behind the scenes and take a gamble to see if they have the ability to solve the troubles in your body for you.

  For the sake of getting to know each other, I suggest you talk directly to the Pope, as no one else has the ability. Maybe he can ask the Lord of Dawn to take action in person to solve this hidden danger for you. "

  Hudson bragged to his heart's content.

  Ordinary people's fear of necromancers stems more from the unknown. Although Isabel's circle of contact is not low, but her background as a singer, it is still difficult for her to get in touch with the details of the Necromancer.

  According to outside rumors, as a lunatic necromancer, he can do anything.

   Not only toss with corpses, but even living people are their experimental equipment. Refining dolls with living people is a kind of magic with high difficulty.

  The easier Hudson said, the more frightened Isabel became. If the undead magic is easy to break, the necromancer will not have the current promise.

   "My lord, don't worry! I will definitely take care of things, and I will never disappoint you!"

   After Isabel was sent away, Hudson gained another "identity as an undead magister". I just don't know if I can bluff the mysterious organization behind the scenes.

  It's a pity that Isabel is too smart, even if she entered the mysterious organization, she didn't ask for things she shouldn't know.

  It is just some superficial information, and it can be regarded as a strong analytical ability if the object of suspicion can be locked on the Holy See.

  The truth behind the scenes, until the moment it is revealed, no one knows who is the real black hand.

  For the top powers, it is perfectly normal to go out and do things in other people's vests.

  Frankly speaking, Hudson really hopes that the culprit behind the scenes is the Holy See, which means that the blood moon horn in his hand can be sold for a good price.

  If the black hand is in the Alpha Kingdom, or in other words, King Caesar III, then the moment the curtain is lifted is when Hudson himself sends the things over.

   Rewards, purely dreaming. If you find something like the Blood Moon Horn, but you didn't turn it in to the boss immediately, it's fine if you don't get punished, and you want to get a reward?

   On the contrary, the Holy See, which everyone hates, now has more common languages. With the title of Necromancer, he is exactly the partner that the Holy See needs most now.

  Cult organizations have supported it, and it is not surprising to support and fund the Necromancer.

  The blood moon horn is a hot taste for nobles; for those who practice necromancers, it is a supreme treasure.

   If the necromancer holding an "evil weapon" wants to make trouble, the scene will not be much smaller than the last time the skeletons made a fuss.

  Especially where it appeared, it was still in the sensitive Alpha Kingdom. Once things get serious, the Holy See will take the blame.

   At the critical moment of the orc invasion, running to stab one of your own people is not a crime that can be easily carried.

   Once labeled as a "traitor to the human race", the Church of Dawn, which was already doing its own thing, would immediately fall apart.

   Churches in various places can completely establish a separate Holy See in a reasonable and reasonable way. Even if the gods are not happy, the unlucky ones are first of all the people at the Holy See headquarters.

  It can be said that starting from the signboard of the Necromancer, the Holy See must get the Blood Moon Horn back from Hudson, and the faster the better.

  In the swamp, countless orc slaves are constantly digging the mud. There is a group of serfs behind them, reinforcing the silt slopes on both sides.

  Slaves do coolies, and serfs do technical work. There is a clear division of labor.

  These are the experiences summed up in the process of developing the swamp.

  Compared to orc slaves, serfs are relatively better at learning. Based on the theoretical knowledge provided by Hudson, a set of reinforcement techniques was quickly explored.

   Cooperating with each other in the construction, not only the efficiency has improved a lot compared to when they worked alone; even the happiness of the serfs has risen in a straight line.

  Looking at the pieces of land that have been divided, Hudson knows that this year's swampland development tasks are likely to be substantially overfulfilled.

   It's not that the people below work harder, it's purely because the number of people working has increased. Originally there were more than 300 construction teams, but now they have directly expanded to more than 500.

  The arrival of a large number of serfs and hired labor has injected new impetus into the rapid development of the mountainous territory.

  In the era of shoulders and shoulders, more people means more strength. Whether it is mining production, or mountain land reclamation, or swampland development, the speed is rising steadily.

   Patted the cub on the head, Hudson pointed to a green paddy field and said: "See, Bear Stearns.

  Those are your property, from now on, you are already one of the richest bears among the contemporary earth bears.

   Now take me for a walk in the swamp to see how many sites are still undeveloped, so that we can plan for the next step. "

   In the swamp, Hudson has long wanted to inspect it. However, the bottomless mud is a forbidden area for human beings.

   As a last resort, he can only fool his own bear. Although it is not a creature in the swamp, Bear Stearns has a great reputation in this area.

  The development of the swamp was not all smooth sailing. On the way, they were often attacked by swamp creatures, and the army supervising the construction fought these alien creatures many times.

   In the end, it was Bear Stearns who struck a devastating blow to these incoming races. The creatures who had escaped by chance, now smelled the breath of the bear of the earth, and immediately ran away.

  Even if it was just the feces excreted by Bear Stearns, as long as it was put there, it would be difficult to see the swamp creatures within a few miles.

  It's a pity that every time he is dispatched, it is Mr. Bear Stearns who goes out to play by himself, and he is not willing to bring Hudson with him at all.

  So that the swamp has been developed for so long, Hudson only has a rough estimate of the swamp, without a specific concept.

   Now that he wants to open up a sea line of communication in this swamp, Hudson is not at ease if he doesn't go out to investigate on the spot.

   "Hudson, don't you have any big plans? I'm the first to declare that I don't have any money in my pocket right now. I have to keep my last coffin book and daily expenses, so don't worry about it."

  Bear Stearns said with a vigilant face.

  From being fooled into participating in Hudson's territory development plan, its good days are over. It is both money and effort, and the easy-to-use bear-headed melon seeds are quickly recollected.

  Unfortunately, investment is risky. Naturally, there is no reason to return the project funds invested. It was clearly written in black and white, and it was not easy to deny it.

  Looking at the tens of thousands of acres of fertile land developed, Xiong, who was unwilling to see his investment go in vain and let Hudson get all the benefits, finally gritted his teeth and persisted.

  The working habit is terrible. From the resistance at the beginning, to the gradual adaptation, it lasted for a long time, and Bear Stearns got used to coming to work every day.

  Having learned from previous experience and lessons, Bear Stearns is extremely strict about the property reserved for him.

   Except for daily consumption, I have no interest in any other investment.

   "Don't worry, the great Mr. Bear Stearns. The swamp development funds have not been spent yet, and you don't need to increase capital investment.

  According to my arrangement, I will be able to enter the balance of payments soon. You don't need to worry about my management ability at all.

  Now I just go out for a walk and check the area of ​​this swamp. By the way, observe the surrounding terrain.

   There are dangerous areas, you just bypass them. Pick the nearest road, let's go to the beach first. "

   Hudson tried to fool him.

   To tell the truth, there is no Xiong Xin, and he is also speechless. How did the trust between people and "bears" become like this?

  Looking at the hesitant Bear Stearns, Hudson couldn't help sighing secretly: the wisdom of the combat partners is too high, which is not a good thing.

   It is estimated that all the "beast knights" in the continent of Aslant are not less troubled by this problem. There are not a few sad knights who are unable to step down by their own monsters.

   No amount of trouble can stop everyone's desire for Warcraft. Having one more combat partner not only increases one's strength, but also gives one more life on the battlefield.

  In case of defeat on the battlefield, with a monster mount, the running speed will be faster.

  According to the experience of previous continental wars, the death rate of Warcraft knights has always been the lowest. As long as you are not too unlucky, you can basically run away if you are entangled by the strong enemy.

   "Don't worry, Hudson! I've been familiar with this territory for a long time.

  Being covered by this bear, as long as you don't try to kill yourself, there will be no danger. "

  Bear Stearns patted his chest and promised with confidence.

  Looking at that embarrassing expression, he was clearly telling Hudson: Uncle Xiong is very powerful, praise me quickly!

  (end of this chapter)

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