The Legend of Bimeng: Section 563: Tit for Tat

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Section 563: Tit for Tat

You must know that these people who came in were obviously here for the trophies of the five demon lords, and they were deeply hostile. Perhaps everyone was wary before because they had a common enemy, but now that the Burning Legion has been defeated and the undead natural disaster has just passed, the mainland will not be threatened by external forces for at least a few decades. Therefore, the cornerstone of the alliance has disappeared, which means that their current relationship has changed from allies to enemies. If the old mage or the Griffin Kingdom is ignorant, it is not impossible for all countries to unite to defeat the Griffin Kingdom.

However, in the hostile camp, the prince of his own country appeared, and he had the intention of uniting with outsiders to put pressure on him. How could this not make the old mage angry? Even the Ice Master, who was not very sensitive to politics, couldn't help but get really angry at this time.

However, after all, the old mage is an old guy who has lived for more than a hundred years, and he knows that the more he is at this moment when conflicts may arise, the less he can be impulsive. So he first relaxed, then smiled slightly and said: "You are all nobles and gentlemen of high status, but I don't know why you came in without telling me today?"

As soon as the old mage said this, the group of people were immediately embarrassed, especially the few thin-skinned guys, who blushed directly. You know, after all, we haven't broken up with each other yet, we are still friends in name only, and in aristocratic etiquette, it is obviously necessary to inform when visiting friends. It is obviously rude to push the guards aside and break in like today. This can only be done unless the relationship between the two parties is extremely close. But obviously, the relationship between everyone and the old mage is not that close.

At this time, everyone felt a little regretful. In fact, they did not intend to be so rude. It was just that when they were discussing together, they were full of annoyance at the old mage's stinginess and the ice magic saint's showoff. Following your words, I Complaints one sentence at a time. Slowly, I built up a surge of anger, so much so that I did something so rude in a moment of heat.

Fortunately, there are also some shrewd old guys in this group of people, and they quickly came up with countermeasures. The red-haired swordsman of the dwarves, Pirits, immediately pretended to be bold and laughed: "Haha, Stephen, As far as our friendship is concerned, you still have the nerve to ask me to come in without telling you? You’re too outspoken."

When the old mage heard this, he was so angry that he thought to himself, "I have a fart friendship with you?" In terms of friendship, you and the August family are best friends, while the Stephen family may have some affection for you dwarves, but they have nothing to do with you. If you have to say that we are colluding, it is just hatred. Last time, you kid was messing around in my grandson's castle. He kicked me so hard that I vomited blood. Could this be called friendship?

Although the old mage did not dare to compliment the word 'friendship', since he said it shamelessly, he had no choice but to give it face. If he refuted Pilitz's words in public, would it be too much to make him unable to get off? Although the old mage is arrogant. But he didn't dare to humiliate the dwarf sword master at will, so he could only nodded with a wry smile, and then said helplessly: "Okay, okay, since we are all here. How about you take a seat first? It's just that there are too many people here. Too much, I’m not even prepared?”

"You're welcome!" Piritz immediately smiled, and then said directly: "Stephen, let's talk happily! We are here to find something for you!"

"What's the matter?" the old mage asked deliberately pretending to be stupid.

"It's about the trophies on the five demon lords!" Pilitz said directly: "We believe that those are trophies belonging to the coalition and should be divided equally!"

"Share equally?" Before the old mage could say anything, the Ice Mage Saint on the side immediately said angrily: "Pirits. You are also a senior in the Holy Domain, why are you so greedy? This is obviously our trophy. , you have not contributed any part in this battle, are you qualified to ask us to share it equally with you?"

"Ahem!" Pilitz's face turned red when the Ice Master said that, and he immediately coughed in embarrassment, and then argued: "It seems that you didn't contribute any effort, so why did you contribute so much?" It’s a space ring, and it’s a sub-artifact. Are you willing to take it?”

"Hmph!" The Ice Master snorted coldly. He said disdainfully: "Your Excellency Pilitz, I think you are mistaken. The reason why I got these things is not because they are my trophies. In fact, these things are the trophies that belong to the teacher, but the teacher treats them as trophies." He gave it to me as a gift. Several of my senior brothers will also have the same gift, even if they don’t participate in the war. This is just a reward given by the teacher to the students, and it has nothing to do with whether they participate in the war. Do you understand?”

"But the problem is that without our participation in the war, the Burning Legion would not have failed, and you would not have the chance to kill those five demon lords. Therefore, we insist that since the Burning Legion was defeated by everyone working together, then the spoils It should be divided equally!" At this time, the eldest prince of the Bright Empire suddenly stood up and said: "You must also know that we also suffered heavy casualties in this battle, but the final benefit was taken by you. Is this fair? ”

"Yeah, that's not fair!"

"It was obvious that we defeated the Burning Legion together, why did you share all the good things! Did our soldiers die in vain?"

"I insist on dividing the spoils equally! Otherwise we will start a war!" A group of people immediately shouted angrily.

Faced with the excitement of the crowd, the Ice Master immediately changed his expression. His face turned red, obviously extremely angry. On the other hand, the old mage was as steady as a rock. He gently pulled the Ice Mage Saint to signal her not to argue. Then he smiled and waved to everyone, indicating that he had something to say.

When everyone saw this, they immediately became quiet. The old mage then said calmly, "Everyone, as far as I know, a total of 11 demon lords have been killed. Why do you all come to me, but not to the elves and orcs? It seems that they are both The clan has shared the wealth of six demon lords!”

"Come on!" A guy said immediately: "On average, there are only three of them, and you are five. Naturally, we have to find the most people to start!"

"Yes, yes, it's your turn to take it!"

"We dispatched more than a dozen legendary masters. They contributed the most to this battle, so we should get more. But you are different. You obviously dispatched the same troops as us, so why should you get the biggest spoils?"

"Yes, this is not fair. You should take out the things and share them equally!" Then everyone started to make a fuss. Although they say that the geography is straightforward, to put it bluntly, they just don't dare to provoke the powerful elves and orcs, so they come to trouble the Griffin Kingdom.

"Haha!" Upon seeing this, the old mage immediately looked up to the sky and laughed. His high-pitched laughter immediately calmed the people present and made them all shut up.

Seeing that they were all quiet, the old mage then sneered directly: "Everyone, since you know that the elves and the orcs got a lot of credit because they killed more demon lords, why don't you think about the same for us? Killing five demon lords, isn’t that a great achievement? Can’t we still get the spoils with this?”

"That is, if you have the ability, go kill a few demon lords yourself? Even if you kill a hundred, we will definitely not be so shameless as to ask you for trophies!" The Ice Magic Saint also mocked road.

"This~" A group of people felt somewhat guilty when they heard this, and most of them shut their mouths.

But the old guy Pilitz didn't care and said with a smile: "Everyone, let me tell you, what we all said makes sense. Regarding the distribution of spoils, there have been two methods since ancient times. One is war. After that, the one who kills will be the one who gets it. In fact, these two distribution methods have their own advantages and disadvantages, and we can’t say which one is better. But the problem is that when our coalition went to war, there was no mandatory requirement. What kind of distribution method leads to such a chaotic situation now? ”

After Pilitz said this, he paused and looked at the people around him. He found that they all looked confused, including the old mage, and they didn’t know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd. He suddenly felt a little complacent. .

Seeing this, the old mage couldn't help but frowned, and then asked tentatively: "Pirits, what exactly do you want to say?"

"I want to say, in fact, the solution to this problem is very simple. Isn't there just two distribution methods? We happen to have five empires here, so just vote!" Pilitz shouted, waving his arms. : "The minority obeys the majority, do you think it's okay?"

"No problem!" The eldest prince of the Bright Empire immediately shouted loudly: "This is the fairest! And it doesn't harm harmony, so everyone should vote."

"Okay, let's vote~" Others shouted immediately.

The old mage watched with cold eyes and found that the third prince and the perfect sword master at the back were both silent, wondering what their intentions were.

At this moment, Pilitz waved his hand to stop the noise of others, and then said directly to the old mage: "I mean Stephen, what do you think we should do this?"

"Haha!" The old mage smiled slightly, and then said calmly: "Pirits, why do I think you have good intentions? Obviously these things have been distributed, but now there is still a vote. , It’s really unnecessary!” Obviously, the old mage is not a fool, and of course he will not be easily fooled by Pilitz. Things clearly belong to you, but now you have to vote to determine ownership. How can it be so cheap? If you succeed, you just keep your own things, but if you fail, you will suffer heavy losses. Only an idiot can do such a thankless thing!

Seeing that the old mage was not fooled, Pilitz's face suddenly darkened, and then he said calmly: "Stephen, those things don't belong to you until we allow it! You have to understand this!"

The old mage will not be afraid of the sword master Pilitz, and directly said **** for tat: "What if I don't understand?"