Fairy’s Box

The next day, Doniz arrived as promised with his subordinates.

Five thousand rock monsters weighing more than a thousand miles walked on the ground, stepping on billowing smoke and dust between their steps, making a loud noise like thunder, and the shock was absolutely no less than the appearance of Vam.

Because they had already been informed, the residents of Dunlon City were naturally not afraid, and they climbed up the arrow tower and the city wall one after another, looking at the monster lord who was said to "admirate the majesty of the celestial dynasty" and called himself a minister.

However, due to the long-term disrepair of the main road outside London and London (the foot stepped out, it has not been repaired at all), and the weight of the rock monsters is too amazing, resulting in a thick dust haze wherever they pass. You can see a group of big guys...and the super big guy at the head.

And Yale and others disliked the simplicity of Dunlon City, so they simply received Doniz, the stone monster leader who was about to become the monster lord, next to a dry well outside the city.

In order not to lose the momentum and support the scene of the governor of one party, the black-haired knight brought all the friends who could improve his prestige as much as possible. Charlene, Nicole, Bruno, the three knights of natural disasters, Miss Barger the headless knight, Shalier, the queen of changelings who became the prototype, the frog **** who has fallen into a mascot, and three carnivorous tiles with poor brains um.

Although the composition is messy, but just huddled around Yale in such a mess, the aura of the Lord of One Land is naturally revealed. Although the quantity is insufficient, the quality has an absolute advantage, and it stabilizes the Doniz with many horses.

Humans... undead... goblins... vam... there are gods...

The leader of the rock monster looked at the Celtic governor who was standing by the dry well waiting for him. The shock in his heart was incomparable. This Rosevia really deserves to be a kingdom of heaven. He really made the right bet.

"Welcome, Your Excellency Doniz."

Seeing that they were not far from him, the black-haired knight immediately greeted them enthusiastically,

"Your Excellency the Governor, my subordinates and I are here as promised."

Doniz immediately changed his attitude, the ground shook and the mountains swayed forward, his burly body bent down like a mountain topped, and he saluted according to standard etiquette.

"The Doniz family will get what it deserves." Yale accepted it calmly, and then waved his hand forward. Bagg immediately held a large gift box and sent it to the leader of the rock monster.

"This is it?" Doniz's two lantern eyes flickered.

"It is said that rock monsters feed on minerals, especially rare minerals. This is a personal gift from me." While the black-haired knight was talking, he gave Miss Selti a wink and motioned her to put the immediate gift box in the opponent's hand.

"Thank you very much for the friendship of Your Excellency the Governor..."

The leader of the rock monster put away the gift box, maintaining the respect on the surface, and after casually opening it, he found that the inside was actually a pebble-shaped gray stone exuding a clear silver light, and his two eyes suddenly cast a bright light:

"...and generosity!"

Mica silver stone is an extremely rare alchemy material. It has the peculiar power of strengthening metal toughness and anti-magic power. Generally, when making defensive magic weapons or high-end armor, a little of this material is added.

The current price of one ounce is 260,000 Sol, and the one in the gift box has a weight of more than 20 ounces. For Doniz, it is indeed a generous gift.

By the way, Yale has a special way, and the miner goblin is very happy to sell him this thing at a very low price.

"We are generous to our friends." The black-haired knight looked at the leader of the rock monster who was obviously coveting the mica silver stone. He was delighted and continued calmly:

"In addition to this mica silver stone, my territory is also rich in various rare metals. If you are interested in such minerals, we are also willing to open sales channels."

"Of course we are happy to accept it...but, what should we exchange for it?" Doniz temporarily curbed his bloated appetite and asked calmly.

"It's simple, whether it's a foreign object, or an exchange of labor or military service, we have no problem here."

At this time, Yale revealed his real purpose. He just wanted to requisition this group of monsters with extraordinary fighting power for a long time, and even wanted to turn them into a regular Celtic army.

"……I will think about it."

In fact, the leader of the rock monster has been persuaded. It is certainly not a good thing to be able to stand out from the many rock monsters. Being able to sell 5,000 clansmen for the status of a legitimate lord, naturally, he can also sell a few more clansmen for the rare ores that increase their power.

Now offer to think about it for a while, just to put it up for sale.

"Of course, this kind of thing must be carefully considered. For our common interests, Celtic will always welcome Doniz." The black-haired knight smiled and said with a pun.

"Then from now on, my clan will obey your orders and fight against the bandits of the Freedom Alliance at all costs." Doniz's left hand tightly held the gift box, and the other hand clenched into a fist and slowly pushed it towards the the governor of mankind.

"I'll give them the treatment they deserve, never abuse or abuse." Yale stretched out his right fist and collided with the fist that was almost the size of a water tank.

...

The sun was shining on the cloudless sky, and the sailboat sailed on the blue sea, leaving a white track.

In the VIP room, a rough-looking young man with short blond hair was holding a wine barrel and drinking heavily. There were six sailors lying around him.

"Hahaha, compare your drinking with me...you idiots." He put down the wine barrel drunkenly, and burped contentedly.

"I don't drink anymore, I can't drink any more... In the future, we must stop in moderation and concentrate on big things!"

Carla glanced at the wine barrel beside her, resisting the temptation of this intestinal-piercing poison, and suddenly kicked it into the corner of the room.

"Go out and blow your breath, sober up." He unbuttoned the button on his collar, revealing his strong chest, pushed open the compound door of the VIP room, and swaggered onto the deck.

Most of the people who went with him were professional mercenaries, and a small number were farmers who had lost their land and did not want to be squeezed in the factory. They thought of Celtic farmers seeking a way out.

In order to maintain the Celtic industry and attract enough labor, Yale's salary is much higher than that of ordinary black-hearted capitalists. Even if it becomes a war zone at any time, there are still people who are willing to make a living.

As soon as this person appeared on the deck, many mercenaries crowded aside and whispered. Many of them were regular customers of Glamorgan, but because they could not receive the radiation there for a long time, they had to be repatriated regularly.

"Have you seen that man, the room he lives in is very unusual... It is said that the head coach of the Sound Nest training base, Lord Bruno, once lived in that room."

"Yeah, that's not a VIP room in the ordinary sense. I heard that only the earl's closest cronies are qualified to live there."

"Lord Bruno is a knight of natural disasters, could it be this..."

"Shh! Keep your voice down! The Scourge Knight has amazing ears and can kill you by staring at you, don't make him unhappy!"

Yeah... Scourge Knight...

Carla strode to the guardrail on the side of the ship, propped up the railing with her arms, and while looking at the blue sky, she felt the vitality filling her body to the point of explosion, and a flamboyant smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

I am also a knight of natural disasters!

Listening to the news from the hospital, the leader has caught up with the times and has become the governor of the Celts, which is really amazing! Nicole and Bruno who followed him in the past were also promoted and made a fortune. Although the future seems a little uncertain now, this is the life he wants.

From this man's point of view, being at the forefront of the Cold War is a pressure, but also a current situation. If you can survive, then the future will be promising.

Life is alive, either live vigorously, or simply die vigorously!

...

In the evening, after sending Doniz away, in front of all the rock monsters, Yale appointed the three Vams as the monster commanders, nominally responsible for supervising and leading all the monsters. But in order not to make the wams feel tired and bored, they don't need them to bother Laura for things like training and commanding, how comfortable it is to eat, drink and play in comfort...

It has to be said that throughout the entire Celtic region, there is no monster more suitable to become a regular army than a rock monster. They habitually obey their superiors, are taciturn, brave and fearless, have long stamina, and are not low in intelligence.

Eating a piece of ordinary iron ore can be enough for a week, the speed of running is not inferior to that of a warhorse, and the impact force completely blows the latter. And there is no need to camp, and it can usually shrink into an ordinary rock, which is very concealed.

If their number can reach one million, as long as the organization is in place, the power of a single family can contain the Highland Kingdom for a period of time.

In order to train these rock monsters as soon as possible, Yale did not let them go to Glamorgan, but stationed them in the woods around London and started training overnight.

"Left hand! Right hand! Left leg! Right leg!"

The black-haired knight stood on the high ground in front of the fifty groups of rock monsters, and kept giving extremely simple instructions, the purpose was to let them distinguish between left and right...

However, this is very difficult for monsters without this concept. Although they have been marked by the mercenaries on their hands and feet, their movements are still very slow, even messy.

"Left, right, left, left and right!"

Yale didn't mind this. He spoke at a faster and faster rate over and over again. He watched the rock monsters who were focused on acting according to his own instructions, without the slightest impatience. Instead, he showed more and more appreciation.

This rock monster is indeed a war race. As long as it is organized properly, it is an incomparably powerful stormtrooper.