Son of the Olden Days - Chapter 602

Seeing how the mushroom is going to work, the big devil feels that the world is finally normal. He let go of Umel, stretched out his fingertips to his nose and sniffed.

“Huh? Is this the smell of orc princesses? It’s quite special.” Saul raised his eyebrows and commented.

Umel’s petite body was swaying dizzy, his face flushed with shame and anger, and he was going to die.

“Bah, baah.” Pulling the rag out of her mouth and throwing it away, her little mouth trembled. It seemed that she had lost even the basic skills of fangs and sharp mouth. It took a long time before she suddenly rushed forward in the rope. You kicked it sideways.

The big devil was unmoved, just smiled meaningfully, and a piece of rag appeared in his hand again and squeezed it.

Seeing another piece of rags appeared, the eyes of Little Shiitake suddenly widened, as if seeing some wild monster. The whole person immediately retreated in horror, and leaned his back against the tree trunk.

Following the big devil smiled and took a step towards her.

“Woo~ I was wrong, I shouldn’t scold you, I won’t dare anymore.” The mushroom monster immediately squeezed his hands together in his heart and immediately compromised.

Saul pursed his mouth with regret, but unfortunately, he still had a lot of expansive methods before he could use it. The little mushroom monster had already raised the flag, it was… vulnerable.

“Either you climb up and wrap your arms around my neck, or I will carry you back.” Saul bent down halfway, leaning on his knees and showing his back.

Umel hesitated for a while, and could only obediently climb onto Saul’s back and lay down. There was no other way, and she was bumped back all the way. She felt that she would vomit.

Sol came quickly, and went back faster. Umel’s long hair was flying along the way, and the cute beast ears were looming in the hair.

When Thor returned to the field like a gust of wind, the old goblin and others hadn’t talked much about the topic.

As soon as Umel landed, he plunged into his sister Ambira’s arms, and did not come out again.

“What’s the matter with you? Little long legs.” Gabon looked at Umel’s reaction and felt a little wrong. Is this still his own astonishing sister hedgehog? Why suddenly became like a guinea pig.

Then he turned his head to look at Saul suspiciously. For such a little time, it seemed…not enough. Why?

“Puff~” Solle broke.

Long legs? This nickname is a bit interesting, and it feels similar to Annie Baez’s small cushion.

But… Thor turned his head and glanced at Umel, who was tired of his sister’s arms. Although the orcs were petite, the length of their legs should be judged according to their body proportions. Well, this should be an academic issue, Saul scholars think.

It’s a pity, I should have measured it easily just now. Sol reflected on it, and turned his head to look at Ambila, and looked at the small shiitake mushrooms as they pulled the skirt that was hanging down to the feet, and didn’t know what he wanted to cover.

Hearing that his nickname was raised by others, and Saul ridiculed him, Umel was too ashamed, turned decisively and rushed in front of his brother Gabon, raised his long legs and kicked out several legs in an instant.

Well, although the person is petite, this attack speed is quite fast, Solmer commented silently.

Gabon kept winking at his sister with an innocent look, meaning that you have the ability to kick that wicked lord, what kind of hero are you kicking me a weak mage? It’s a pity that the hints in his eyes were completely useless, and he was kicked a few times by Umeldo.

Not to mention kicking Sol, Umel felt that he didn’t even have the courage to look up at him now. No, I can’t even think about it. When I think of it, there is an evil claw scratching and scratching at an important place.

The evil spirit is a fart, and that guy is the greatest evil in the world.

Seeing his nightmare of successfully becoming a little shiitake mushroom, the big devil expressed his satisfaction.

Ambila caressed her forehead silently, feeling a little speechless for the brother and sister, feeling so tired, the lack of dignity of the orcs was finally completely finished.

“Just kidding, Lord Sol, the interruption came again, mainly because of the food problem. After the last news was brought back, the tribe started discussing this, and finally we decided to accept Lord Sol’s suggestion and move the family to freedom. The city is here.”

“The tribal chief and large troops will arrive in a week. Our first team of more than one hundred people wants to come first to discuss with Lord Sol the accommodation and settlement of the tribal population, and hope to get Lord Sol in the future. Take care of all aspects.”

Ambilla gave a slight salute to Sol, said the team’s intentions, and introduced Sol to the people on his side.

In fact, there are not a few that are really worth introducing, only five siblings in total. Gabon is the eldest elder brother, followed by sisters Ambila, then a teenager in his early ten and a teenager in seven or eight, and two younger brothers.

Hearing that they were starting to talk about business, Umel and Gabon stopped fighting, and turned their heads together to wait for Sol’s attitude.

“Very well, I’m still saying that. Freedom City welcomes any foreign races to join and unite against the ghosts. It’s just that there are currently no idle buildings in the territory to house the population, so if you want to ask me where I live, you can only Build it yourself.”

“Just as you have discussed before, the marshes to the west of the Freedom City are your place to stay. Building materials such as stone and wood are available in the territory. They are all ready-made. You can use them as you like.”

“Since you only have a hundred people here, let’s start working today. Of course, I will provide daily food, and I will have food for work. As for how many buildings can be erected before all your tribes come over, then It depends on the speed of your construction.”

“It doesn’t matter if your tribe hasn’t built enough buildings. You must have tents yourself, right? Be patient for a few days and wait until all your manpower is put into construction, and you will get up soon.” Sol made arrangements.

“Let’s come to help you work, don’t you even provide a place to stay?” As soon as Saul finished speaking, Ummel was the first to be shocked when Ambilla and Gabon were not doing well.

“Little shiitake mushrooms, you ask too much. You eat my food and use my materials to build your own house. What are you dissatisfied with? Want a ready-made one? Just let me let my lord’s mansion Will I live with you?” Thor gave the shiitake a strange look.

Umbila and Gabon didn’t say anything, but their faces were not good either.

They don’t want any ready-made houses, they just hope that Sol can provide some construction manpower, otherwise how much construction speed can a hundred people have?

But now Thor’s meaning is very clear, he doesn’t care, only provides food materials and venues, the orcs themselves solve it.

“Oh~ you stare at me again, I won’t give you food, believe it or not? Come on, give her your hoe.” Sol stared at Umel and lowered his head, and then called a slumped leader next to him. , Motioned him to hand over the **** to Umel.

Umel was completely shocked, my dignified orc princess, you actually asked me to dig the ground?

“Ha, little shiitake mushrooms, your eyes are so big, like two eggs hanging on your face, hurry up!” At the end, Saul’s face and tone sank, and a rag suddenly appeared in his hand and weighed it.

Then there was a scene that made Umbila and Gabon stunned. After seeing the rags, this sister who had always been spoiled took the **** without saying a word, and ran to the field alone to dig.

Between Umel and this rag… Is there any story that I have to tell?

Umel was really wronged in her heart at this moment. She could see that her sister and stupid brother were completely useless. Faced with that big devil, he could take himself into the wilderness with a word of disagreement, and no one around him could protect himself.

How can his idiot brother know how cruel and inhumane he has been treated just now? And what did he sacrifice for his tribe? Little shiitake mushrooms fluctuated frequently, and she moved herself badly.

So she could only take the earth as Saul’s face, scratch him fiercely, and then attached her own curse attack.

Sol looked at him and laughed. Every time Umel’s petite body shook the hoe, it seemed to throw herself out.

“Go and get twenty hoes.” Saul turned around and said to a leader.

Upon hearing Saul’s words, Umbila and Gabon had a bad feeling. This guy… wouldn’t he want everyone to dig the ground together?

The **** was quickly delivered and piled on the ground, and Saul smiled and turned his head to look at the crowd.

“Let’s do it, since it happens to be a coincidence today, one of them is counted as one. Let’s experience the joy of labor together, and it can also prove that you are people who can endure hardship.”

Gabon and the others twitched their cheeks a few times, and they could only reluctantly pick up a hoe, and even Umbila took a handful of them, not wanting to be looked down upon by Sol.

“You go and arrange for your one hundred people to move first and build your own residence. After the building materials are reported to the city hall, someone will take you to the territory warehouse to pick them up.” Sol was at a loss with a hoe. The cat guard picked his chin.

The guard didn’t consult Gabon after listening to it, and immediately threw down his **** and ran away, decisively escaping the fate of digging the ground, and everyone was a little envious.

Then Thor put the **** in his hand, swiped it twice like a long sword, and took the lead down to the field. The leader among them greeted him while leaving a place for the lord.

After everyone behind him looked at each other, apart from Gabon’s two young brothers, they had no choice but to follow.

“This…I don’t need it, right?” The old goblin had fun watching the show next to him. Just now, in order to cooperate with Sol, he also grabbed the **** in his hand, and now it seems unsightly to throw it away.

“Why not? You are the real lord of Freedom City. You have to take the lead. I remember that during the spring celebrations, don’t you like performance the most? Stop talking nonsense, do it, you are a big fourth-tier, dig a place How big is the matter?” Saul said as he threw his **** into the ground.

The old goblin was speechless, and then he suddenly remembered that this kid was going crazy with him, let alone his own person. As a result, the old goblin could only move his **** in the body of his own dignified lord.

So everyone under the leadership of Sol, spent an unforgettable day in this life, experienced the so-called labor that may not have been experienced in this life, and sweated a day for the construction of the city of freedom.

As the **** flew around, Sol began to finalize some future details with the leaders of Gabon, or to teach them the rules of the Free City.

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