Warhammer: I, Bartor Farmer

Chapter 182
"In today's city, people are all looking sideways. In front of the square and statues, Brother Fantastic is dedicated to you!"

"Don't want hundreds of thousands of gold coins, don't want oaths and courage, three pennies will bring you! The miracle of Bretonnia, it is the legendary lizardman, with feathers and scales, take a look, take a look!"

"Tall and short, short and tall, the Fantastic Brothers are here for fun and satisfaction!"

The hustle and bustle has attracted the attention of countless passers-by. To be honest, they are a bit boring in this territory where everyone is satisfied, especially in the summer when they don’t need to cultivate for a long time every day. After watering and weaving, they can still have a little leisure .

The upper limit of small farmers' production can be easily reached. Although the Bretonnians are poor, they still have enough time. They just don't have a way to rise, they will go hungry, and they are not safe.

But can anyone deny that a black cloth covers a place where two mummers say there are monsters?
When people stopped and looked at the abstract paintings of monsters, their inner curiosity was even greater, and someone asked.

"Where are the lizardmen from?"

The tall and short brothers answered quickly. "On the distant continent, civilization is far away."

"What do they eat?"

Tall Brother said. "Human flesh and insects, be careful, be careful, our hunters watch it and protect you."

"What is it called?"

Brother Gaoao murmured. "Like thunder for thousands of miles, burn like a raging fire."

People were full of anticipation. When the first person couldn't take it anymore and handed in three copper coins to enter, there was a burst of exclamation after a while. After a while, a mountain of copper coins was thrown.

The hustle and bustle attracted more guests, the two actors made a lot of money, and when the copper coins piled up into mountains, they were amazed and kept on.

Walking around Roel Square, enjoying the respect and love of the residents, this is one of his daily jobs, let everyone see themselves, and watch how the city is planned in their heads, whether there is chaos invading, will rats suddenly appear markup.

When he heard those words.

"The lizardman from afar, the guest of the forbidden land of civilization."

He was startled, who caught the lizardman?But it shouldn't be those cold-blooded warriors, at most it's just a Skink, sold by the dark elves?
But he hadn't seen a lizardman since he came to Warhammer World for so long. Thinking that his friends were serving big toads in their hometown, life must not be as comfortable as being visited by people in Bretonnia, so he became interested.

He walked to the booth and took out a decree, which was the lowest amount in his hand, and there was no way. "Don't look for it, it's not enough trouble for me."

When the tall and short brothers saw the shiny silver coin falling among the rusty pennies, they were stunned.

"Thank you boss, thank you boss!" They thanked again and again, but found that the audience and guests who had just been lively here all stopped and bowed in place, looking quiet.

After the two idiots saw who was coming, they spoke tremblingly.

"Lord Roel!"

Roel was not surprised when he saw it, he lifted the covering cloth and walked in. It was very dark here, with only a gleam of light from the cloth through the sun, and then there was an unpleasant smell, probably a bit like the wet clothes that were covered. A little, smelly.

A ragged farmer leans against a simple wooden cage, pointing a weapon at the crippled…

what is this?
Roel frowned, looking at the poor thing, it was covered with chicken feathers, covered with fish scales, with a wet body and a strange amphibian shape, and it obviously had the posture of a human being.

Although the monsters in the Warhammer universe look strange, there are not many such strange creatures!

He walked around the scale several times with great interest, but the guarding farmer didn't seem to know him. "Don't look too long, someone will come later!"

Roel was dumbfounded, couldn't he look at it for a while even after paying a decree?

What service attitude?

And the guests at the door heard the people inside scolding the lord so much, and cursed at the blind guy.

"He is His Excellency Roel, Lord of the Sun! His lord is second only to Duke Bordello!"

"Say what you just said again, and we will pull out your tongue!"

At this moment, the frogman in the cage was dying, dehydrated and exhausted for a long time, as well as the hot environment and the weakness of not eating for a long time. His heart was full of disgust and fear for humans, but he heard the name Roel. In an instant, a huge force came from nowhere.

"Roel! Roel! I have information about Miss Elena!" As soon as he finished speaking, the ragged farmer slammed his weapon on his body, and the sound of slapping echoed in the narrow place.

"Tm, you bastard can say the name of Lord Roel?" Honoro looked ugly, he never expected this guy to be so impolite!

He immediately turned his face and looked at the lord, hoping that his rudeness could be made up for, but he saw Roel's ugly face.

"Why did you hit him?!" Roel scolded the blind guy, then immediately stretched out his hand and started to untie the cage.

For a full-level thief and part-time firearmsman, or a full-level firearmsman and part-time knight, or a farmer, anyway, for Roel, it only takes a straw that can be seen everywhere to open the simple lock on the cage.

He unlocked the cage with a click, which was like a miracle in the eyes of Huonuo and the tall and short brothers.

Roel looked at the dying frogman and took him out of the cage at this moment. His heart was complicated. Since it was Elena's news, he was a little afraid to face it.

But he made up his mind quickly. "Bring water!"

The lord gave the order, and everyone responded, and the farmers in the territory spread the word one after another. Hundreds of households brought pots and pans, and brought the clean water stored in their homes. Although it didn’t need that much, Roel just took a random one nearby. Bowl, sprinkle on the frogmen.

All those chicken feathers and fish scales were washed away, and the cold and wet made the frogman open his eyes again.

He said tremblingly. "Immortals, Miss Elena... Musilon, the Duke is resurrected... The Marienburg fleet is coming to attack..."

Roel answered immediately. "Don't move, the doctor is coming, the lady's holy grail girl is very good at healing your wounds and soothing your body."

The frogman just said weakly. "You are really kind and great. I can feel that strange power surrounds you."

"Bury me in the swamp, my soul can go back, and tell my family in my tribe that I have fulfilled my destiny." When the frogman finished speaking, his miserable life came to an end.

Roel, who has learned the magic wind, can feel that a thin thing has left his body. The soul of the beastman is no different from a human being...

Roel didn't know what he had been through, but this poor life couldn't close his eyes.

Roel yelled. "A generous burial, treated like a meritorious martyr!"

(End of this chapter)