Dark Demon Warlock

  Chapter 62 Casa Clan

  In the southwest corner of Pudra City, in a small fishing village by the sea.

   "Geraldine, what's going on?"

   "Failed?"

   "Did you get the holy object?"

   After the big Geraldine Casa took the four people who had lost their hands back to the fishing village, he was immediately surrounded by the waiting clansmen.

   They are all big men with a height of about 2 meters, and some of them are even taller than Geraldine Casa.

   Murloc Casa clan.

  This fishing village is their stronghold on shore.

  The villagers in the fishing village are the objects of their fixed transactions and completely depend on them for their livelihood.

  The 4 injured people were villagers from the fishing village.

   "Not yet, but..." Geraldine Casa just opened his mouth when he was interrupted by anxious clansmen.

   "I said I shouldn't be sneaking around, just arrest people and torture them, I've already got the holy object back!"

   "What's the point of arresting him? Wouldn't it be faster to directly torture him!"

   "What if the holy object is not in the hands of that person?"

   "Yeah, what if that guy lied to us?"

   "It's just a dead person, it's nothing to worry about."

   One sentence per person instantly overwhelmed Geraldine Casa.

  Geraldine Casa tried to speak several times but failed to find a chance, so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

His tribe is like this, it’s not that they don’t have brains, but they don’t like to use them. They prefer to use fists rather than brains, and most of them are very impatient and stubborn, so the high priest would rather let him lead the fishermen to action than send a few more The tribe gave him.

   These guys don't even think about it. If they follow what they said, things will definitely go wrong, and the news of the loss of the sacred object can still be hidden?

  It's okay to be known by humans, but I'm afraid that it will be known by other murlocs (Niccolò clan).

   "Cough!" Just as Geraldine Casa couldn't help clenching his fists, a light cough came.

  The noisy crowd immediately quieted down.

   "High Priest." He took the initiative to get out of the way.

  An old and vicissitudes murloc came over.

  Although his stature has begun to hunched, his height is still about 2 meters, and he is holding a rattan cane about as thick as an adult man's wrist in his hand.

  The upper body is bare, the waist and abdomen, and the left chest are wrapped with thick gauze, which can be as wide as a normal person's palm, and some places have been dyed dark blue.

Before, Geraldine Casa stopped the wrist bleeding of the four people with only a few drops of medicine, but the old murloc, who was the high priest, could only use this most primitive way to wrap the wound, which showed that his injury heavy.

   Despite this, the old man still refused to be supported, and walked over on crutches by himself.

  Theodore Casa, the high priest of the Casa clan.

   He was seriously injured in the previous battle, so he was arranged to recuperate in the fishing village and take care of these young murlocs by the way.

   If there is no authoritative elder around, it is no wonder that these "little guys" don't make trouble.

   "Geraldine, tell me." The high priest came to Geraldine Casa.

  Geraldine Casa could finally speak and tell the whole story, including his own thoughts.

  After the other people heard half of it, they all showed expressions of displeasure and anger.

  However, under the threat of the high priest, no one dared to interrupt Geraldine Casa.

   "Don't worry, I'll change hands for you at night." The high priest nodded after hearing this, and first said to the four people who were staring at him.

   "Thank you, High Priest!" The four expressed their thanks in a hurry.

   "Go and rest first, and replenish your strength." The high priest said gently.

  4 people left.

  In the spacious yard, only members of the Casa clan remained.

   "Geraldine handled it well." The high priest said, "That man has a very close relationship with Moore Lane. In our current situation, it is not appropriate to have a conflict with the human navy."

   One sentence immediately quieted down the young people around.

  Although they also participated in the battle before, they were only on the periphery, and they were protected by their elders.

  Don’t look at them all looking big and thick, very mature, they are actually underage, the oldest is only 17 years old, such as Geraldine Casa.

   Therefore, although they know that their clan has suffered heavy losses, they don't know how heavy it is.

   "His request is not too much. It's just the corpse of an extraordinary creature. Isn't it worth it in exchange for a holy object?" The high priest glanced around and asked.

   "Value!"

   "It's worth it!"

  Everyone around woke up.

   That's right, it's not worth it to exchange the corpse of a superhuman creature for a holy object?

   "Take Deirdre Niccolo's body, we'll go there now." The high priest said after pondering for a moment.

  Deirdre Niccolo is the member of the murloc clan that attacked them this time.

  As a fourth-level valet, his body is not weaker than the corpse of an extraordinary creature of the same level.

  Although they are enemies, they are also murlocs after all. They originally planned to throw it into the sea, but it was manipulated by the high priest, and it has a new use.

  The key point is that the extraordinary creatures that originally needed to be paid are saved!

   "Would you like to send a few more?"

   "Just give that guy all of Niccolò's corpses. I think he's not bad, and he didn't take the opportunity to blackmail."

  The high priest was so angry that his wound almost opened.

   A group of losers!

   "Geraldine, come with me!" Only Geraldine can save him some trouble.

   Ignoring the noisy "little guys", after getting ready, the high priest and Geraldine Casa set off together.

  …

   It was still Jim Thomson who sent Art home.

   "It's time for you to buy a car." Jim Thomson finally couldn't help but said after Art got off the car.

   "Do you have a second-hand car?" Art asked.

  He lives in the outer city, and the second-hand car is more or less low-key.

  The price is cheap, and the used cars of the army are definitely more durable than the vehicles on the market.

  Moore Lane is thinking about how to make more money within a reasonable range every day. Which company dares to sell him inferior products?

   "I'll get you one another day, and the price will be 100 gold shields." Jim Thomson was already mentally prepared before he spoke.

   "Come on and find you." Art said again.

  The steam cars in this world are powered by liquefied petroleum gas, but the price is too expensive and it is not easy to get.

  Many people can't afford a car, but can't afford gas.

   "I'll give you a 10% discount at most!" Jim Thomson said helplessly.

   "Thank you." Art really didn't mean to bargain this time.

  However, since he is willing to make a discount, he will naturally not refuse.

  Jim Thomson didn't stay long, didn't even enter the house, and left directly after making an agreement.

  Art tapped on the wall at the back of the church.

   "What's the matter?" Gregoria Kate's voice sounded.

   person does not appear.

   "There will be murlocs coming to trade with me at night, I'm not sure if they will do it." Art said.

   "I see." Gregoria Kate naturally understood what he meant.

   No rejection.

   "Thank you." Yate didn't expect her to agree so easily, and he was taken aback before thanking her.

   Thank you for the 300 starting point coins reward from the book friend "Rewarding the leader with money-renewing the fate", and the 500 starting point coins reward from the book friend "Literary Virgo"

  (end of this chapter)