Chapter 14 Trading [2]

"Listen, old man, I want all the outer areas of Varga, including Moissathura. This is not a condition for discussion, but something I will definitely do. Ma Hu and Saab. Nice's secret deal was only discussed when there were only two people. Although the shaman did not know what conditions the savage Nile would propose, he saw Tiger. House mentioned the periphery of Varga so solemnly that he had to let Saab. Nice is moved.

Although the shaman is resourceful, he can't understand why this Nile person so valued places like Meizaquila, which is sparsely populated and poorly located. However, if the old mage has carefully studied the geographical issues, he will clearly find that all the taor-heads, including Varga, are close to the Kingdom of Estonia and the Kingdom of Latvia.

The buffer zones of the two countries are equally bad, and there are many strengths that are not recognized by mainstream civilizations. Including tareans and begos.

"There are less than 200,000 people in Mey Saquila, and there are very few tareans. Our race has no influence there at all. In the annual tribal chiefs' meeting, even the news can't be conveyed to Moissathula. Varga has long given up there, and several shaman mages are not even willing to go there to spread the shamanic doctrine. Saab. Nice tried to be honest. Although he said some facts, he never agreed or refused.

Boss Ma looked extremely arrogant. He leaned back and suddenly raised his momentum. That contempt look made the old man feel a little tired. Since when did he become so tired to play with such a young man?

"Yo! Old man! Can you not treat me as an idiot? Listen, I must also definitely get the area around Varga, and it's okay to tell you. Frank, the imperial emperor, now hates me and wants me to die tomorrow. However, I still live a good life and live a very comfortable life. In my opinion, whether it is Boltama or Tartu, they are chess pieces that can be thrown away. The reason why I asked Kaya to take the army to Tartu is to see if the local area is suitable for me to invest. Ma Hu seemed to ignore Saab. Nice's anger.

The man Gu said to himself, "Polchama is very close to Mustave, so I have enough time to prepare for a rebellion, so the 100,000 tauren riot at the same time has nothing to do with me. At worst, return to Yogwa or Tamsalu. At that time, no matter how fierce you are, based on the survival of the main nation, a total of 11 surrounding countries will implement a siege strategy against the Tauren race.

"My patience will not be worn out. Before you think you have a chance to win, it's good for the Tauren race not to consider what I have done. The emperor will certainly not let a savage Nile nobleman who made him faceless live, and he will launch an encirclement at all costs. And the main force will never be the idiot of King Raft III of Estonia. It's a few countries around. The closest to us is Latvia. Now, self-righteous old man, do you still think it's fun to play timid with me?"

Boss Ma shrugged his shoulders and looked at Saab sarcastically. Nice, so he said.

Shaman mage is ashamed. Of course, he knows that the man in front of him has the opportunity to revitalize the tauren tribe. Only he and the other two men can stir up a trend in the northern continent. Even if the Roma Empire is furious, what it has to deal with is only the counterattack of a group of crazy people. The empire with magicians as the main deterrent cannot compete with Tiger in the north. House is on the same side. And from the perspective of today's Tamsalu army, perhaps the ordinary Slavic imperial army may not be comparable.

Although Saab. Nice doesn't know Tiger. How did House do this? However, this is not what he needs to know. The immediate problem is that he can complete a great career that many shaman mages can't complete, and now Saab is about to enter the earth. Nice is only one step away from this glory. Perhaps after death, this glory will be brought to the ancestors. Such an opportunity really makes this old man who pursues fame feel a burst of collapse.

Do you want it? Don't you want it? Do you want it? Don't you want it? ......

These problems have been in Saab. In Nice's mind, voices came one by one. I only feel that happiness and pain coexist, which makes people feel suffocating. There seems to be a hanging carrot in front of him, and he is like that stupid donkey. I know that the possibility is negligible, but I don't have much time to spend, and I can fight again in the last time.

Anyway, there is nothing to lose.

"Do you mean that once the empire goes to Estonia with the order to destroy you, Varga will become your resistance bridgehead to deal with the strongest initial war?" Saab. Nice's face changed, and what came out of his mouth was not a battle, but a war.

Yes, it's a war.

"Bullshit! I know that the Admiral of Valmieira sent an envoy to contact you, and I know that you are very yearning for the shaman of the Tauren tribe, but you are weak and have no ability to suppress the opponents. But I'm different. I have the blood of the Norton royal family under the guise of being able to give you strong assistance at any time. It's easy for you to be a tauroy shaman. It's not impossible for you to be an orc mage. Even, you can be a national teacher, all of which is not impossible..."

Tiger. House's temptation is as inciting as ever. A little carelessness may be an abyss. Saab. Nice swallowed a mouthful of water and grunted. He only felt that the sky and the earth were so dazzling. The world was so beautiful.

"What you need me to do is to make Norton the chief of the northern Tauren tribe? Even... is it the king?" Saab. Nice's voice has trembled. What you can see is how exciting the old man's eyes are. The not-tALL taure-headed man, holding crutches with his thin hands, did not relax for a long time, as if it was an extremely tragic mage battle, which made him collapse.

"Hee..." The evil devil's ferocious smile appeared on the surface. This time, Tiger. House succeeds in his treachery again. Whether it's a conspiracy or evil, the collapse of this bastard is that the compromise knows that it is an abyss pit, but he has to jump down happily and slightly in fear, and is also at his mind.

"Norton will become the king of the Northern Tauren. Chief? Buh! Let's get the beggar away. I don't have the heart to build some bullshit merits step by step. With the influence of you and Norton, those who obey me will prosper, and those who oppose me will die! Those who want to block all the purposes of me will go to hell!" The bastard with clenched fists is the most fierce. The strong sense of killing almost made the old mage shout. These days, it is easy to meet a lifeless madman, but it is really a once-year-old madman who is strong, powerful, and also lifeless.

Fortune! Power! Reputation! Woman! All this, I want everything!

He has never thought of being a good person by nature, although he is always flaunting that he is a good man. But no matter who imitates him, he will be criticized for having a strong Tiger in the end. House's shameless style, if this style continues, maybe the world will really become hell.

Only Tiger preaches the evil and desire of his heart so nakedly. Only a strong man like House can do it!

"In the next two months, you will definitely become a shaman master recognized by many tribes. If there is only one voice of opposition, I will send troops to make it disappear. Norton will also appear in Varga's sight. Kaya wiped out an imperial cavalry brigade of Valmierra near Tartu. I think the garrison in Latvia will not let me down. In the recent battle, I'm afraid that it will be thrilling. Valmieira will definitely support some voices against you. At that time, the main fighting force of the two sides may not be tauren. Sloppy words make Saab. Nice was shocked, suddenly felt something, and asked, "Is it... the empire is going to do whatever it takes?"

"Yo! Old man, are you starting to be afraid now? The crazy man clenched his fist and said with a gutter smile, "Imperial Emperor Frank is just a lucky idiot who was reincarnated as an emperor. Mike. As the Minister of Magic of the Empire, Russell has a good reputation. How can a bad old man like you be compared? Just like I am not the emperor of the empire, you are also not the magic minister of the empire. The struggle between grassroots and elites has just begun.

Ma Hu spoke like this and let Saab. Nice set off a fighting heart. Of course, he knows that he can't prove himself and Mike. Russell is a strong man, because he can't stand on the stage in the human empire at all. As Ma Hu said, he is just a grassroots mage, and he is an unrecognized grassroots mage.

"Tiger. House! I will definitely prove to you what a truly powerful mage is. Yes, I admit that you have provoked my decades of silence. You are definitely the most evil and evil devil on this continent. Even the scum that should go to hell is not as good as one-thousand of you, but I also have to admit that you do have a very respectable belief. Norton is the blood of the royal family or not, which is not the point. The point is that he is your best friend, brother and comrade-in-arms. Isn't it? Well, I'm looking forward to the future of the whole race of Tauren.

Sab. Nice's words seemed a little childish, but the moment he flashed after he finished speaking, the corners of Ma's mouth slightly raised.

He said calmly: Yo-yo... What an aggressive old man.