Chapter 1129: Top Students in Social Survival (Seeking Monthly Pass)
~Date:~October 09~
"What the hell, a goblin?" The mage in black robes said with undisguised surprise in his tone.
Just like Goblin Silver Light saw a dark mage here, the dark mage was equally surprised to see the Goblin Silver Light huddled on the ground, trembling.
One should hide in darkness, study hard alone in a rotten and dark place, and make progress every day.
One should wander around in the liveliest and most crowded markets, cheating children out of their lollipops, and stealing old ladies' egg baskets.
These two races are like water and oil that cannot be mixed. They should not appear in this corner of the world in the barren mountains full of barbarians under any circumstances.
At this time, the goblin knew that he could no longer hide away, and while trembling, he tried his best to squeeze out a lewd and flattering smile on his face, and said in a trembling voice: "Hi... you... hello. Wei... great...
, noble, wise, Master Mage..."
Just like all humans who encounter goblins, before Silver Light could finish speaking, the dark mage's withered face already showed an expression of disgust, as if he had seen something disgusting.
His eyes narrowed slightly, with a murderous look in his eyes. He interrupted the goblin's flattery and said sternly: "Why is a despicable goblin here? Tell me~!"
Like all people with power, dark mages have always regarded themselves very highly. They also divide the people in the world into three types very clearly and pragmatically.
One is those who can beat them, that is, they are more noble than them. For example, the gods, for example, the high priest of the undead.
The second type is those who can tie with them. That is, those who are basically equal to them. For example, humans, such as priests, magicians and paladins.
Although they are hostile and curse each other, and when they meet, they will fight and fight to the death. But no matter what, they still recognize each other and that each other is equal to themselves.
And the third type is those who cannot beat them. They are the despicable ones, such as the treacherous goblins, the idiot gray dwarves, and the wild elves who have never known how to wear clothes...
Among these races, especially the ridiculous race of goblins, they are the most disgusting.
They mingle among human society and are stingy. They don't bathe for years, and their bodies exude a stench. They make a living by stealing and cheating.
If someone's wallet is stolen in the market, as long as they see goblins around, then stride over and slap a few of their mouths, most of them will see that their wallet has been stolen.
fell off his body.
And the goblins' tragic character of bullying the weak and fearing the strong has intensified people's hatred of them - the best way to deal with such despicable bastards is to be tough with them. No matter how tough they are.
In this case, people will naturally not have a good look towards them - because they have a better attitude towards you. The first person they will attack is you.
As a noble dark mage, in order to show his nobility, he naturally discriminates against these goblins more than humans.
In their eyes, goblins are as dirty creatures as pigs in the mud, and even being close to them is unbearable.
Looking at the bone staff that was almost on his forehead, the goblin's small silver heart was beating wildly.
The wise goblin Yinguang knew that if he said the wrong thing at this time, his life would be gone.
He straightened his neck, swallowed hard, and cursed in his mind: "The undead dare to call others vile. You are vile, and your whole family is vile."
Goblin Silver Light carefully organized the words in his heart, then bowed to the ground, and then slowly said word by word: "Dear, noble, unparalleled wise magician, I... little, little
He is just an insignificant businessman."
"Businessman?" The dark mage was startled for a moment, and then he laughed as if he had heard a funny joke.
The staff in his hand shook, and he said: "This is really funny. In addition to being thieves and liars, do goblins have a third profession?"
Goblin Silver Light said anxiously: "That's different. I... am really an insignificant businessman, uh... a smuggler."
The dark mage pondered for a moment, put away his wand thoughtfully, and said: "A smuggler? So, it is indeed possible to appear here."
Then, he waved his hand to a barbarian warrior outside the door and said in a deep voice: "Kill him, I don't want to dirty my hands."
Yin Guang immediately screamed in fright, saying: "Don't kill me, don't kill me. I...I can pay a ransom, a big ransom~!"
The dark mage shrugged and said, "What a joke, what do I need money for?"
At this time, the barbarian warrior came in with a bloody sword, staring blankly at the goblin silver light. Then he slowly raised the sword in his hand.
Judging from his posture, it was obvious that he planned to show Silver Light the unique efficiency of barbarians and give him a good time.
Immediately afterwards, a fierce wind was heard.
Goblin Silver Guang's mind was racing and he said loudly: "It's more useful to keep me, I control a smuggling channel~!"
As he said that, he closed his eyes and waited for the knife to strike.
But after a while, he found that there was no pain on his body, and he boldly opened his eyes a thin slit, only to see the long sword hovering awkwardly in front of his forehead. But it was just hanging
If you stop there, you may continue to chop~!
"There is news." The goblin was overjoyed. He carefully walked around the long sword in front of him, climbed up and took a few steps forward, and came to the dark mage. He raised his head, looked at him, and said sincerely: "Sir,
Killing me is just killing a goblin, but my living effect on you is greater than that of a goblin."
At this time, a barbarian wrapped in tattered furs nodded and bowed, with a flattering expression on his face. He came behind the dark mage and whispered: "Dear, wise master, Huck thinks what this goblin said makes sense.
, even though this guy is dirty and despicable, he is always of some use.
He is a smuggler."
The dark mage looked at him strangely and said, "Smugglers, what good are they to us?"
He really wanted to chop off the goblin's head. In fact, if Huck hadn't signaled just now, he would have already done so.
At this time, Huck patiently explained: "The customs of our barbarians are different from other places. Here, smugglers are the most popular guests. Even tribal wars will not harm passing smugglers.
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If that tribe kills the smugglers, it will become a public enemy of the barbarians."
It turns out that due to the blockade and embargo imposed by the Ruman Empire for hundreds of years, the long-term siege caused the barbarians to be extremely short of supplies.
Daily necessities such as salt and precious steel are listed at the top of the embargo list by the Ruman people.
Anyone found trafficking or selling these materials to barbarians will be punished by death.
The barbarians can only rely on smugglers who sneak across the border defense lines to obtain these materials. Without smugglers, the life of the barbarians will become more and more difficult.
Naturally, the status of smugglers among the barbarians has become transcendent. There is a consensus among the barbarians that killing smugglers is not allowed.
If the smugglers stop coming because they are in danger of losing their lives, then all the orcs will still suffer.
However, smuggling is still a high-risk profession. From time to time, rogue bandits or competitors pretending to be rogues will rush in and kill and rob.
This custom has been going on for hundreds of years, and the northern nobles behind the smuggling merchants have also made huge profits from it. Only the powerful in these places can bring goods across the border.
In the past two years, Russell has stepped up its crackdown on cross-border smuggling, and fewer and fewer smugglers can sneak into barbarian territory.
Goblin Silver Light was even the first smuggler in this area in a year. He was warmly welcomed by the barbarians. For the safety of Goblin Silver Light, barbarian warriors escorted him throughout the entire journey.
It can be described as a transcendent status.
After hearing Huck's explanation, the dark mage felt a little relaxed and did not immediately order the killing of the goblins.
Huck was secretly delighted when he saw it. He added fire and said: "My noble master, you are our omnipotent god. But the loyal warriors under your command need more and better steel weapons instead of holding
Fighting with sticks. The subjects under your wise leadership need to eat salt so that they have the strength to work and will not get sick.
This goblin can be used in unexpected ways."
The dark mage thought for a while and said: "The work we are currently doing must be secretive. Can you trust this guy?"
Huck hesitated for a moment and said, "Let your servant ask, dear master."
The dark mage gave the goblin a disgusted look. Although he wanted to order him to be killed with a knife, he finally waved his hand.
Huck walked up to the goblin, squatted down with his back to the dark mage, looked directly at the goblin, and said, "You said you are a smuggler? What proof do you have?"
Yinguang rolled his eyes and said quickly: "The pile of goods outside is mine. There is salt, gold and silver jewelry, and my followers should have been caught by you. They can prove that we set off from the border."
Huck stared at the goblin and said, "Who is your sponsor?"
The goblin was stunned for a moment. He was asking the master behind the goblin. It was impossible for a small goblin to cross the border. There must be nobles and officials behind him who could get through to the defenders.
"If you don't tell me, go to hell." Huck said coldly.
"Wait a minute," the goblin gritted his teeth and said, "It's Earl Hawke."
Huck's eyes lit up, his face showed joy, and he murmured: "It's actually him."
The dark mage asked: "Who is this Earl Hawk?"
Huck turned around and said respectfully: "Earl Hawke of Urden is one of the most powerful nobles in the north. His family members are all over the Ruman Northern Army. If it were him, it would be very easy to cross the border."
Huck looked at the goblin and said, "Are you willing to serve my master?"
When the goblin was hesitating, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Because he saw Huck secretly making a sign with the number six, and having been a profiteer for many years, the experienced goblin instantly understood that Huck wanted to cooperate with him in business, but this greedy bitch actually...actually
Want 60% profit~!
Of course, you have to hide it from the dark mage.
The goblin suddenly felt happy. It seemed that this humble servant Huck was not as submissive as he appeared.
The goblin thought to himself: That's good, as long as there is a body, there will be a weakness. Among the stubborn barbarians, it turns out that there are also such cunning aliens.
The goblin instantly understood why someone else was made into a Dark Knight while he was still a living person.
"But it's too dark~!" The goblin cursed in his heart and stretched out four fingers without thinking.
Huck looked cold and said, "It seems you are a little unwilling."
Saying that, he stood up.
The goblin suddenly became anxious and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes. Of course I am willing. Following the strong is the survival rule of the goblin."
As he said that, he made a five sign below.
Huck hesitated for a moment, then clenched his fist and said with a pun: "You are very aware of current affairs."
Yinguang said with a sad face, "Goblins are all pragmatists."
Huck grinned widely, showing his beaten and incomplete teeth, and said, "Very good, that's all."
Then he jumped up and leaned over the dark mage, whispering: "Master, this goblin can stay, and he knows the defenders on the Ruman border and will be useful to the master's future great cause."
"Will something go wrong?" The Dark Mage was still hesitant.
Huck said: "I believe the master has a thousand ways to make him obedient. Besides, he is just a goblin. If he doesn't obey, he can just crush him to death."
When the dark mage heard this, he felt that it was right. He, a dignified high priest of the undead and a lich, would hesitate because of a goblin. It would be a joke if word spread.
"Okay. I'll hand him over to you." The dark mage paused, then glanced at Huck coldly. He said in a cold voice: "If something goes wrong, I will kill you too."
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and walked out of the room without even looking at the goblin.
Huck bowed and respectfully sent the dark mage away, his bent face almost touching the ground. He straightened his back until the dark mage disappeared outside the house. Then he looked at the goblin silver light and suddenly puffed up his chest. He looked arrogant.
expression.
He held his head high, but lowered his eyes to look at the goblin, and said arrogantly: "What's your name?"
The goblin also knew when to say what to say, and said humbly: "My name is Yin Guang. Grandet, Yin Guang."
"Hmm." Huck snorted from his nostrils, adjusted his accent, and said in a strange voice: "Do you know who saved you?"
It was difficult for the goblin to hold back his laughter. Huck spoke like a landlady in a drama. He was obviously a country bumpkin, but he tried his best to look like a noble.
"It's your dear Mr. Huck," Yinguang said.
Huck's face showed an excited look, and his face was rosy and gleaming with joy. This was the first time that he was called your Excellency. This aristocratic title made Huck feel very satisfied.
"Since you also know, as a thank you gift, I will accept the things outside with great gratitude." Harry licked his tongue, with a greedy light in his eyes.
I saw him struggling to use the accent of a barbarian and the ups and downs of the nobles. In the eyes of the goblin, it looked so funny.
However, the goblin was more concerned about his own goods. The total value of the pile of goods at the barbarian's place was about thirty to forty thousand gold coins, and he swallowed them up with just one word.
But now that the situation is stronger than others, Yin Guang has no choice but to admit it, knowing that he will have to please this guy in the future.
In social survival studies, goblins are all top students. Yin Guang said with a fawning smile: "That's what you should do. A small thank you is not disrespectful. Mr. Huck, you must be my subordinate."
"I'm starting to like you, you mean little guy. Come with me." Huck laughed and turned around and walked out of the room.
Immediately after leaving the house, he ordered the goblin followers to load all the goods onto the packhorses.
The goblin's follower was so frightened that his body became weak. When he was throwing the bag, he suddenly slipped off his horse. The bag full of salt fell to the ground, and the white salt sprinkled all over the ground.
Huck immediately became furious and shouted: "How dare you treat my things like this."
He rushed up and punched and kicked the attendant until his face was covered with blood. Then he ordered: "Pick up all the salt for me. If there is even a grain of salt left on the ground, I will kill you."
The follower lay on the ground in horror and swept the scattered salt back into the bag. The blood dripping from his face dyed the salt grains red.
The goblin sighed in his heart and cursed bitterly: You deserved to be driven out and killed by the Ruman people. How could a piss-prone person like you still climb up there? It's damning.
Amidst bursts of miserable cries and curses, all the living barbarians of the Hanzeheim tribe, men, women, and children, were gathered together. The Dark Knight tied them to ropes one by one and drove them away.
After leaving the tribal camp, I didn’t know where I was going.
Other dark knights patrolled the tribe, and whenever they found an injured barbarian unable to move, they would step forward and kill him with a stabbing blow.
This is also the primitive custom of the barbarians. Whether it is the enemy or one of the own people, anyone who is fatally wounded will be killed directly.
The poor barbarian tribe cannot heal them, nor can they feed the disabled. Rather than suffer, it is better to just do it.
After preparing for most of the night, Goblin Silverlight was driven out of the camp by the Dark Knight and walked into the cold night wind.
The big green donkey he bought at a huge price had been snatched away by Huck, who was sitting on it swaying and humming savage songs proudly.
Yinguang could only use his short legs and try his best to follow the team.
The Dark Knight led the prisoners northward until noon before giving each of them a piece of food as hard as a rock. Silverlight the Goblin could only chew it off with snow water.
Huck used the cooking utensils carried by the goblin to cook a pot of fragrant broth, sprinkled a handful of salt in it, and ate it all by himself.
Continuing on the road in the afternoon, Yin Guang, who was hungry and cold, felt that he couldn't walk anymore, and when he hesitated whether to protest or not.
The Dark Knight pulled out a fallen old man from the team, pushed him to the side of the road and chopped off his head with a sword.
The gushing blood melted the snow near the body.
Goblin Silver Light immediately covered his mouth, feeling as if he had eaten spinach, and his whole body was full of strength.
Huck stood next to the corpse and shouted to the exhausted people: "If you can't walk, you can rest forever."
Under this extremely effective incentive, everyone did not dare to say anything and continued to walk on their way obediently.
It wasn't until midnight that the goblins were allowed to rest. Huck selected a few women from the Hanzeheim tribe and dragged them away forcibly. The male barbarians next to them jumped up and tried to resist, but were immediately ordered to be killed by Huck.
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After walking along the rugged mountain road for four days, they could only eat one solid meal a day. During this period, all the old and weak members of the Hanzeheim tribe were eliminated and died on the road, and the remaining people were also exhausted.
Yin Guang felt that his legs no longer belonged to him. If he kept seeing corpses on the roadside, Yin Guang would not be able to hold on. Although he has suffered many hardships in his life, he has never suffered so much.
Finally, with his face glowing, Huck announced: "We're here."