I Am the God of Games

When Mo Nan woke up again, he was already in Lancaster City.

After being told that the old man Basil had been received by the castellan and transferred to the guest room in the castellan's mansion, Mo Nan felt a bit bitter in his mouth.

In various senses, his duty of guarding has been neglected.

Besides him, the other guard members of the envoy group also looked rather bad.

Apart from the fact that Basil was forcibly invited away by the City Lord of Lancaster while they were unconscious, they were more surprised by the result of the previous fight.

Although it is a little unbelievable, the elite group of the Kingdom Army was wiped out by one person!

And in the end, no one died on my side, that is to say, in the previous battle, the other party has been showing mercy. What was released was no longer water, but the sea!

"What happened to that guy?"

Mo Nan asked a guard member who woke up earlier.

For some reason, the other party was wearing a slightly smaller sackcloth without any equipment on him.

This made Mo Nan a little displeased. After all, the credo of the elite of the Kingdom Army is that weapons and equipment should never leave their bodies.

"Who? Ambassador Basil or...that fish-headed man?" The guard who was asked was stunned for a while, unable to react for a while.

"What kind of fish head man? He just wears a hood. I heard that the savages in the barren land have a similar habit. They will put on a beast's hood to intimidate themselves." Mo Nan pointed out: " And only powerful warriors in the tribe are eligible to wear that kind of headgear. It is a symbol of status!"

As a warrior who advocates being strong, if Mo Nan and the others had won the previous 'discussion', he would not be so serious about a title now.

But Pink Flounder alone overthrew their team, showing awe-worthy strength. Whether it was due to the righteousness of being a fighter or embellishing their defeat, they had to show respect for him.

If such a strong person should be called a fish head man, then what are they who have been defeated by each other? Shrimp or Plankton?

"Would the general strong choose the pink fish head as their identity symbol?" the guard hesitated.

"Don't those strong men in the imperial capital also have some incomprehensible quirks,

This is probably the world view of the strong. "

Mo Nan could only sigh in this way, and then he remembered his original question: "So that..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly realized that he didn't know the identity and name of the pink flounder who came to meet the messenger group, so he didn't know how to call it.

After being stuck for a long while, he had no choice but to give the other party a code name: "What happened to your lord Yutou in the end?"

"You might as well be called a fish head man..."

The guard rolled his eyes, but when he got down to business, he became serious: "Captain, you are right. Lancaster's city guards are really bad, disorganized and decadent. The guards look strict but they are actually everywhere. Loophole, I just sneaked out and inquired about the information a little bit."

"What's the result?" Mo Nan asked hastily.

"Fish head...Your Excellency is dead."

"Dead..." Hearing this, Mo Nan couldn't help feeling a little lost.

It's not that he has any special hobby for flounder, it's just that he simply feels that he has lost the opportunity to challenge the opponent again and wash away the shame of the previous battle.

"After we were defeated by that Lord Fishhead, His Excellency the Fishhead drove back to Lancaster with Lord Basil in his car. Then it seemed that a few monkfish-headed figures appeared, pointing at him and saying, 'You Why is there no blood?" The guard then said vividly: "Your Excellency Yutou was shocked when he heard this, pulled an arrow from his body, shouted, 'Hey, this arrow still has a blood groove', and then fell down. I was killed and was taken away by the group of angler fish heads..."

"Wait a minute, you mean he still had our arrows on his body until he entered Lancaster?" Mo Nan asked dumbfounded.

"That's right." The guard nodded, "Probably because he was afraid that pulling out the arrow casually would cause massive bleeding."

"..."

Although it is true not to pull out the arrow immediately after being hit by an arrow on the battlefield, it is the best policy to seal the wound as soon as possible when the battle is over and there are conditions that can be bandaged.

After all, there are unscientific powers such as magic in this world. As long as the wound is successfully blocked, go back and let the senior priest bless it or wash it with holy water, the wound can be completely recovered before it becomes inflamed, and there will be no ischemia. sequelae.

It was also the first time Mo Nan saw such a strong man with a catty of arrowheads on his body, bumping all the way back to the city from the field.

If he was placed in the Kingdom Army, with his ruthlessness, that guy would definitely become a non-commissioned officer, earning meritorious service everywhere and making his way to the top.

It's a pity that such a hunk and strong man actually worked his life for a mere border town lord like Lancaster, and finally ended up dead, so Mo Nan could only shake his head and sigh.

"Oh, let's not talk about this." Mo Nan calmed down his mood, and then confirmed to his colleague: "Since you have already sneaked out, you must have sent our experience to the imperial capital with a letter kite." Are you an intelligence officer?"

"I really thought so," the guard said with a complicated expression, "After inquiring about His Excellency Yutou, I planned to go to the Xinyuan Pavilion by asking for directions... but I ran into a group of dolphin-headed people on the way."

Mo Nan:? ? ?

"Put yourself a fish head, is it so popular in Lancaster City?" Mo Nan felt that he seemed a little out of date, completely unaware of this strange trend.

"Captain, I heard that scholars in the imperial capital recently believed that dolphins are not fish..."

"Don't make trouble, is that thing a fish or a hippopotamus?" Mo Nan, who doesn't understand and doesn't care about biological classification, waved his hand: "Compared to this, what did those dolphin people do?"

Mentioning this, the guard swallowed involuntarily: "When those dolphin-headed people walked past me, they suddenly stared at the top of my head for some reason. After a while, they said, 'Look, there is a red name here. !''Wait, I've received the mission, I can't kill him!' 'Is it the adventure mission? I finally encountered the adventure mission!', and then rushed up to punch and kick me."

"Although I tried my best to resist, those people's strength was unexpectedly great, and they even shouted about picking up equipment, and even took off my clothes when they beat me..."

Speaking of this, the guard lowered his head, his expression collapsed, and he looked like he had left a huge psychological shadow: "I would rather go bayonet with ogres than be stripped naked on the street like a dead pig Dragging away like that! Captain, can you understand my mood? Captain!"

Mo Nan imagined the scene, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

No wonder everyone else is fully equipped, and you are the only one wearing unfit sackcloth... It's really hard work on you...