The lively duel between the red lotus knights and the Phoenix mercenaries was over. Amid the discussion of the residents of brkeso, odura and them left in dismay.

No way, the red lotus knights, which has always been known as powerful and invincible in the war, lost to the human mercenary regiment in the competition, which hit many Orc audiences.

After all, a long time ago, the orcs had accepted the saying that the red lotus knights were invincible. It was difficult and normal to suffer such a blow suddenly.

But few orcs noticed that what really determined the combat effectiveness of both sides was the gap between equipment and economy.

Under the same conditions, the combat effectiveness is of course the better equipped side. If the poor and desperate red lotus knights can obtain the Phoenix mercenary corps, their combat effectiveness will probably get a terrible improvement.

However, the heat of this matter was soon suppressed by another matter.

"What? The vanilla saint who has been missing for a year appears under the crown! She was kidnapped to the human country before!?"

The disappearance of the saint was actually kidnapped by human beings, which was a signal of war. It deeply stimulated the orcs, and the angry Orc believers roared: "war! This is an insult to our Ryan empire! We must fight! Wash away the shame brought by human beings with blood!"

"But she's back."

The fanatical Vulcan believers burst into tears, knelt on the ground and cried: "the Vulcan is on the ground! It must be God's blessing to return safely under the saint's crown..."

"This is really not the protection of Lord Vulcan, but the human beings saved the virgin from the crown..."

"What?! she was saved by humans!"

Both activists and conservatives are confused. They don't know whether to be angry or grateful to mankind.

The calm old man took the opportunity to teach those young boys: "so, like our orcs, there are good and bad people in human beings. Don't kill them all with one stick."

"But, but human beings are so insidious and cunning. They don't leave thousands of miles to send back the virgin crown. They must have a plot. We can't be careless!"

"Yes, how can there be such a good thing in the world."

With a smile on his face, the elder said, "it's natural that we should pay back, but that's why we should treat each other more politely. We can't let humans despise us and think that we are barbarians who only know how to kill."

"... elder, will you put down the mace before you speak?"

"Oh, mistake."

Regardless of the reactions of all parties, at the instigation of Donne, those who were bought off by the members of the Phoenix mercenary regiment spread the news all over brkeso smoothly. Now people in the whole King City are discussing the return under the vanilla saint's crown.

Of course, this also includes the tastrow and his son.

"They came to burkesau because they escorted the vanilla virgin crown!"

When tessro heard the news, he couldn't help laughing and said, "good thing, good thing!"

Before sending soldiers to search for so long, there was no news. Tastrow always thought that vanilla had been killed, but he didn't expect that it was finally sent back by humans!

The return of the saint is probably the best news of the Ryan Empire this year!

Groma next to him was stunned when he heard the speech, and the haze flashed in his eyes. He stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "father, I'm afraid I haven't heard from you in the human country this year under the crown of the saint..."

The meaningful white space in the language contains a space for reverie, but at the moment, how vicious is the intention?

Has been bought by mankind

Has become a slave to mankind

Has become someone's RBQ

Has become a human spy

There are all kinds of possibilities. Under normal circumstances, it has to be treated with caution.

But

"Shut up."

Tystro gave groma a very serious look and said in a deep voice, "if she has really betrayed Carlo maliver, God will punish her. We don't need to intervene."

In other words, if the God of fire did not punish her, it would be even more inappropriate for them to intervene.

"Yes..."

Groma lowered her head and became even worse.

"Father, I'm a little tired. I'll go back and have a rest first."

"Go and stop thinking."

Tessro waved his hand: "I have to think about how to reward the mercenary regiment. After all, the meaning of the vanilla saint's crown to the Ryan empire is priceless."

be above? Hum!

Groma snorted coldly and left the throne silently.

After returning to his residence, groma kicked open the door and shouted at the Rabbitt rabbit maid standing at the door: "let Sarkozy roll over to the training ground to see me!"

The frightened maid shook her head and ran away.

Groma came to the training ground full of giant iron ore alone. After taking off her coat, she roared and rushed to the hard ore. The sharp claws popped out like sharp blades and cut the ore straight down.

"Boom!"

Groma flew up and kicked tons of ore into the air - although he himself fell into the ground because of the explosive force, this did not stop him.

With a push under his feet, the force of blood and gas burst out. Groma rushed into the sky like a shell. His claws were inserted into the ore with a diameter of several meters. With a pull - "bang", the whole iron ore was torn in two by him!

"Quack, quack, quack..."

Suddenly there was applause, and a smiling brown haired male Orc walked this way while applauding: "Your Highness groma's strength has become stronger again. It's really - er!"

Groma catapulted to the male Orc at the moment of landing and stared at him with murderous eyes: "Sarkozy, do you know why I called you?"

The lepad leopard male named Sarkozy bowed his head: "Your Highness, is it because of the coronation of the vanilla saint?"

"It seems that you know very well..."

Groma popped a sharp nail and gently slid it around Sarkozy's neck. The sharp nail easily pierced his skin.

"At that time, you reported to me that she was dead... Now, give me a reason not to kill you."

"Your Highness, please listen to me."

Sarkozy said calmly: "At that time, we did encounter an unexpected situation. We attacked the vanilla Saint under the crown with the props you provided, and she did faint, including the accompanying guards. But unexpectedly, after the saint was unconscious, we were just about to transport her away, but her body suddenly turned into a terrible flame vortex, which completely evacuated our power. We Without even a chance to escape, they all collapsed on the ground and became useless. "

"It means an accident happened next?"

"No, although we were paralyzed, because the selected location was relatively hidden, it was normal until we recovered our basic mobility. After we recovered our basic mobility, we took a detour under the vanilla saint's crown to the agreed place, but at this time..."

"We met a group of human slave teams," Sarkozy said

"Human slave catchers? Near burkesau? Are you kidding?"

"No, your highness, I'm not kidding. It's human, but it's not a slave team. I'm not sure."

Sarkozy said in a deep voice: "they dare to go deep into the hinterland of the Ryan empire. They are obviously a group of veterans, and their strength is not general. They all have a gold level. Even if we are completely normal, we are not necessarily their opponents, not to mention that we are very weak. As soon as we fight, we were seriously killed and injured. You know, I was also seriously injured that time."

"Before I fainted, I saw that the vanilla virgin crown was also affected and seriously injured, which means that they didn't deliberately protect the vanilla virgin crown suitable for slaves, so I doubt they are actually not a slave team."

"All of them are gold. They can still be used as a slave team with this strength? No matter what they think, it's unimaginable, so I think those humans must have another purpose to come here. They just bumped into them in action, so they started to kill witnesses, so I'm sure they were killed under the vanilla saint's crown."

"So you report that vanilla is dead?"

"That's right."

"For the time being, you convinced me."

Groma took back her claws and said Yin Ze Ze, "but you should know what to do next?"

"I know."

Sarkozy said without hesitation: "please rest assured that we will deliver the two saints' crowns to you as soon as possible. It is their blessing to be liked by you."

Groma sneered and said, "if this thing is known by others..."

"I will choose to do it myself, and I will never involve your highness."

"Well, let's take action. After vanilla returns, she should go to the temple of fire for prayer and baptism in the past two days. It's a good opportunity when she comes back."

"I see."

"This is more powerful than the last one. Even if the two saints are together, they can't resist it."

Groma took out a black purple ball from her arms and handed it to Sarkozy.

Sarkozy, who took the ball, was full of fear in his eyes. He carefully put it away and bowed his head and left silently.

"... hum, after this..."

Groma watched Sarkozy leave with cold eyes, and then he continued to exercise his body madly.

After leaving groma's house, Sarkozy's tight body suddenly loosened.

"Hoo... Almost died inside..."

Sarkozy got into the dragon car, wiped his cold sweat, and muttered in a low voice: "it's clearly the OSAD nationality. Why do you like the Kate nationality? And it's the saint's crown... Alas, the first word from above, you have to carry the pot when there's an accident. It's hard to serve the big man..."