Chapter 67 Blood Claws Come to Throw

Author: Conquer people with virtue

Chapter 67 Blood Claws Come to Throw

Once the orcs left, all the people left were acquaintances, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed.

"Lord, Lord, please forgive me, my subordinates were unable to notice..."

As soon as he came in, Woz quickly accepted the blame. Only when the matter was over did he realize that he had seriously neglected his duty.

He was so focused on the barbecue in front of him that he didn't notice the movement around him.

Are you focused on triggering a duel?

Theos knew that Woz's personality was such that he concentrated on everything he did, so he didn't criticize him harshly. "It doesn't matter, it's not a big deal."

After dismissing Woz, Theos had time to pick up a green apple and took a bite. The sweet and sour juice instantly soaked his taste buds. To be honest, this was the first time Theos had eaten this thing since time travel.

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It tastes better than before...

Theos couldn't tell for a moment whether the fruits here were really more delicious, or whether the dragon's taste was more sensitive and rich.

"Why did you agree to Thoradin's proposal in the meeting just now?" Next to him, Nohir was holding a wine glass in his hand and leaning on the table. "I have warned you before that your territory is not safe, right?"

"Because I have no intention of running away." With a click, Theos stuffed all the apples into his mouth and bit them into pieces.

"With all due respect, you are too cowardly."

"Or let me put it another way, you may think too well of each other."

Theos spoke his inner thoughts without mercy. Maybe he didn't have any talent for strategy, but he still understood the current situation.

Some things cannot be solved by giving in temporarily. If you have to give in, it must be to strive for a greater victory.

In the previous war, humans and orcs had already benefited once, just like wolves that smelled the fishy smell.

You simply can't let a winning gambler walk off the table on his own.

The many small races in the Xilan Mountains may seem weak, but they are actually the real source of concern for orcs and humans.

Tieflings, fire-forged dwarves, orcs and other ethnic groups may seem powerful, but if they lose the large number of lower-level ethnic groups around them as a barrier, they will be in danger sooner or later.

Hearing what Theos said, Nohir didn't say anything, but the tiefling next to him spoke up. "My sister reminded you like this, but you are so kind as to be a donkey!"

"I also kindly remind you." If the relationship with them was not good, Theos would not say this. "Believe it or not."

Creed was young and energetic, and he was about to say something else, but Nohir raised his hand to stop him. "Okay, Creed."

"It seems that you have made up your mind. Tell me what you think?"

"I don't have any ideas. I will hit whoever comes when the time comes."

Theos picked up another lamb leg and said while eating: "When the human army comes, I will beat the humans. When the orcs come, I will beat the orcs. I will beat them until they dare not come again."

"What if you can't defeat them?" Nohir didn't think Duosfir could fight against the regular army of the empire with his current strength.

Theos swallowed the mutton for a moment. "If you can't beat him, run away."

"Pfft." Creed couldn't hold back his laughter.

What, if you say it so nicely, you won’t be convinced in the end?

"Run as much as I can, even if I am the only one left, I will fight back. Maybe five years, maybe ten, maybe a hundred years, one day I will fight them. No matter how many people they kill, I will fight back."

Kill how many of them!"

Theos' tone was calm and he didn't seem to be swearing, but Nohir and Creed were stunned. For some reason, they always felt that Theos would definitely do what he said.

After replying for a few seconds, Nohir reacted. "A hundred years? Don't be kidding me. Even if your white dragon is still alive in a hundred years, you will already be dead."

"Believe it or not." Theos wiped the oil from his mouth. "But if you join, I will welcome you."

"I'll think about it."

Creed's eyes widened. He didn't expect that his sister didn't refuse directly?

"Oh, by the way, I want to ask you for a favor." Theos said to Nohir and Lao Ma who were not far away.

"how?"

"I would like to ask some of your Osfir recruits to train in archery skills. It's fine if you don't come while I resist the foreign enemies. You have to help me with this, right?"

This is a plan that Theos has long had. Both Nohir and Zerma are masters of archery. If they nod, Osfir will give birth to a group of elite archers.

"It would be better for you to find Zerma, because my archery skills have also been taught by him." Nohir pointed at Lao Ma. She was not lying. Centaurs have always prided themselves on their superb archery skills.

"Just ask Mace to go to your place."

After hearing this, Lao Ma thought for a moment and decided to send her son to Osfil.

"Metz's shooting skills are pretty good, what do you think?"

“Welcome.”

It's just military training, Metz's skills are completely sufficient.

"And I have seen his archery skills." Theos was talking about the first time he went to the Centaur tribe. Hearing this, Mace scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Metz, you can go to Theos's place in a few days. Theos, this kid Metz is sometimes impulsive, so he will cause more trouble to you."

"It's okay, it's okay."

Just leave this matter to Robbie and the others.

However, Mace's efficiency alone was limited, so Theos came up with Nohill's idea again. Without saying a few words, Nohill agreed to send someone there.

"Just think of it as my grapes." Nohir thought to himself.

The tieflings and centaurs originally planned not to get involved because they did not want to suffer losses.

However, compared to directly participating in the war, providing these help is nothing worth mentioning, and she has no reason to refuse.

You also know how to compromise... Theos smiled secretly.

After everything was done, there was nothing left to stay. Theos said goodbye to everyone and went straight back to Osfir.

The master-level armor promised by Thoradin is not given directly, it is best to be customized. This still needs follow-up arrangements.

After returning home, Theos was about to take out his membership card and ask where the teleportation scroll in his hand had gone, when Robbie came to see him.

"What's up?"

"Master, the representative of the Bloodclaw Tribe, Yeno, has arrived and is waiting for your summons."

After getting approval from Theos, Osfir informed the Bloodclaw tribe that Yeno had already arrived during the meeting in Theos.

"Bring him here."

After a while, under the leadership of Robbie, the jackal whom he had met last time in the lizardman territory met Theos again.

"The Bloodclaw tribe is willing to serve you as its master, and I hope you can grant this honor."

Compared to his hesitation last time, Yeno was determined now.

In the past few months, the Bloodclaw tribe has really been having a hard time, and taking refuge in Theos is the wisest decision. But I wonder if the other party is still willing?
Chapter completed!