Honey, It’s Time To Take Your Medicine!

  Chapter 201 Goblin, you are such a clever little ghost (1)

   It was the first time meeting the mysterious trader, and Romon felt that it would be better to leave a good impression.

According to Candice, the mysterious trader and the members of the brave team have blood feuds, otherwise he would not have disclosed the whereabouts of these people to himself... Although it seems to Romon that the other party is just a lowly and dirty human being, but the other party knows Intelligence is of great use to oneself.

   Being able to have a blood feud with the brave team is enough to show that the identity and strength of the other party are all very important.

  Since this is the case, you must show your sincerity when you meet for the first time, so as to facilitate future transactions... Even if the other party is only human, Romon is ready to condescend.

   If possible, Romon wants to make a deeper deal with that mysterious man.

  For example, can you elaborate on the fact that the Seventh Prince has the appearance of a demon king?

   It's just that Romon is not good at how to torture a human being. He usually stuffs it into his mouth and eats it. Naturally, Ronald, who is a trade item, can't do this.

  Ronald thought he was going to die this time, and although he was sad in his heart, he was already prepared, but when Romon asked his subordinates how to torture him, his heart trembled suddenly, and he vaguely felt that it was too early to be sad.

  His scalp seemed to be about to explode, and an extremely bad feeling was filling Ronald's chest cavity.

  There are Romon's subordinates scattered around, chief pig head, goblin chief, tauren chief, troll chief, ogre chief, lizard man chief...

   From these subordinates, it can basically be seen that even with the credit for killing the members of the brave team, Romon's status among monsters is still not high.

Pig-headed people, goblins, tauren, trolls, ogres, lizardmen... They all belong to the type with a huge population but weak individual strength and low intelligence. Location.

   There are almost no advanced races like demon wolves under Romon's command.

  Hearing what the seventh prince said, several leaders looked at each other in blank dismay.

   After a long time, the ogre patriarch suddenly scratched his bald head, as if there was hair on it.

  The chapped lips were opened to reveal the hard, sharp and uneven teeth inside, and made a loud sound:

   "Eat?"

   The ogre patriarch's answer immediately won the approval of the troll and the tauren chief, but there was a little deviation in the details:

   "Fresh flesh and blood... the tastiest."

   "No, I think it tastes better after it's roasted. You can put a little chili powder on it..."

  Different answers made the two behemoths put their heads together and glared at each other, thinking that the other was a heretic.

  The reaction of his subordinates made Romon's forehead full of black lines. He was a little sad. Why are all his subordinates such idiots?

  He suddenly thought, could this be what humans call birds of a feather flock together? Because the leader of him is an idiot, so all his subordinates are idiots?

   Ah, no, it's absolutely impossible, after all, he is so smart.

   "Shut up, you two idiots who only know how to eat, use your brains..." A hoarse voice came from the ground.

   Almost all monsters focused their eyes on the little guy, and the tauren chief and troll patriarch glared even more.

   That's the Goblin patriarch.

Romon's eyes suddenly lit up. Goblins are a very weak race. Their bodies are weak and short. A single troll can easily crush hundreds of goblins. However, this is a rare race under his command. Smarter ones exist.

  Perhaps, this little goblin can be of good use at this time.

"Your Highness Seventh Prince, you don't intend to kill this human right away, but want to torture him first, don't you?" A figure pinched in mid-air.

  That gaze made Ronald's hair stand on end, and his body twitched subconsciously.

"certainly."

   "That's easy... Jie Jie Jie..." The goblin patriarch smiled sinisterly and made an ugly voice: "The males of our goblin family are very interested in human females..."

   "Of course, some brothers have special preferences."

   "What's more, this is a member of the brave team with such a respected status. I think there must be many good brothers who are very curious about this gentleman."

   "It's not just goblins, I remember that there seem to be quite a few monsters among pig-headed, tauren, and lizardmen who have this kind of interest, right?"

  The almost ferocious voice of the goblin patriarch entered Ronald's ears, making Ronald tremble all over.

  He seemed to know what was going to happen next, his body trembled violently like an electric shock... Don't, don't, don't...

  He would rather die than suffer such treatment.

  Think of those ugly, dirty goblins, pigmen, tauren...

   For Ronald, who has always adhered to the decency of a nobleman and maintained the etiquette of a nobleman, this is simply the most desperate scene in the world.

  Seeing Ronald's reaction was so big, Romon felt that this choice should be quite correct, he grinned his **** mouth and let out a wheezing laugh.

   "Very good, Goblin, go contact your clansmen and see how many people are interested in Your Excellency..."

   "I estimate that there are at least a few thousand people..." The Goblin patriarch continued to maintain a villainous smile: "Ah, yes, my respected His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, we can even hold an exhibition..."

   "Exhibition?"

   "That's right, this is a unique grand event for humans. It is to display some precious items publicly. You need to charge tickets just to watch them. If you want to experience them, you need to charge more money..."

   "I think, outside the territory of His Highness the Seventh Prince, there must be many monsters who want to visit the members of the brave team with their own eyes. This will bring a lot of income to the territory of His Highness the Prince..."

   "Oh, Goblin, you are such a clever little ghost..." Romon praised Goblin's intelligence without hesitation.

   Look, this is the real smart guy.

   This is the way of the devil.

  He, Romon, needs such a magic talent.

  As for Ronald, his face was ashen, his body trembling in mid-air.

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the other side.

  The members of the brave team also headed to the front line against the wind and sand.

  O'Niance was still full of hostility towards Qin Chu, and Yinas still had a bad face, everything was no different from the original.

   However, Qin Chu and Sha Ye could keenly notice that O'Neill's mood swings became bigger.

   These days O'Neill is often angry, reprimanding and even beating his subordinates from time to time.

  But the members of the Mother Earth Sect didn't care about this situation. They just thought that this might be the first time that His Royal Highness, the pampered Son, left the imperial city.

  I can understand... Besides, what if I don't understand?

  When Master Shengzi whipped you with a whip, would you still dare to fight back? Don't die?

   It's another night, and at noon tomorrow, they will be able to reach the front line.

  The figure of O'Neills appeared near the camp of the brave team, and his gaze was fixed on the figure surrounded by the crowd...

   is that ordinary man.

  Beside him are saintesses of the Holy See, candidates for saintesses, great sages from Mount Sage, royal princesses, elves, and Valkyries...

  Surrounded by all kinds of beautiful girls, Yingying Yanyan.

   Whenever he saw this picture, O'Neill couldn't control the tumbling anger in his heart?

  Why, why? Why?

  Obviously I am better, more elegant, more handsome, more aristocratic than that ordinary guy, and have more noble blood flowing through my body, why are all those beautiful women surrounded by that ordinary man?

  He refused to accept it, he couldn't accept it.

  He saw a girl leaving from the crowd, as if she was about to return to her tent... He took a deep breath and hurried over.

"Ah, Your Royal Highness, your eyes are as bright as the stars at night..." O'Neill's face was covered with a gentleman's smile: "I held a small dance party in my camp, and I am honored to invite you Are you going to join us?"

  With a handsome face and a gentle smile, he is definitely the kind of idol on earth that can make girls scream.

   This is Princess Antasia.

  Although she is an imperial daughter, she is only a princess in a small remote country and a barbaric place. It is a great honor for her to be invited by a noble son like herself.

  O'Neill felt that Antasia would never refuse.

  He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to grab Antasya's little hand and give him a kiss.

   This is a very common etiquette among the aristocratic upper class.

However, just when his paws were about to touch Antasia's little hand, Antasia's body backed away leisurely, letting Onion's hand stay in mid-air, putting it down or retracting it, It looked extremely embarrassing.

  Antasia's performance was polite, with a soft and beautiful smile on her face, and she raised the corners of her skirt with both hands in a salute: "So it's the Son of God..."

   "Thank you for your invitation. This is Antasia's honor, but... I may not have time to accompany Qin Chu tonight. I am sorry for not being able to attend the dance of Lord Shengzi."

   After an elegant apology, Antasia left without leaving any face for O'Neill.

  Under the moonlight, only the Holy Son was left standing in the same place, bathed in the hazy moonlight, his face was a little pale.

  His body trembled slightly in the night wind, and his eyes shone with a ferocious light. Damn, how dare a princess from a small barbarian country dare to show her face? What is he?

   She personally invited her, but she dared to refuse?

  Looking at the perfect and graceful back that turned away from him, a strong impulse suddenly surged in his chest, wanting to destroy that beauty and crush it...

  He wanted to see hot blood gushing out from Antasia's slender neck like a white swan, dyeing the long ice blue dress on her body red.

  Intense killing intent rolled in his chest, his eyes had turned a dark red color at some point, and the fork-shaped marks in the depths of his pupils were looming.

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