Warlord of Chaos Chapter 350: Disease

Pass through the building through the promenade, and the garden in the building is in front of you. This garden occupies a large area, in a square shape, with a diameter of about a kilometer. Among the colorful flowers, there are several independent villa-like houses and several large tents. In the center of the garden is a clear pool surrounded by a row of chairs and tables. Not to mention the four surrounding buildings, the size of this garden alone is enough to make people speechless. You must know that Holy Crown City is a densely populated city, and the area close to the city center is even more expensive.

The sky is almost yellow, and now is the time to perform. A magician froze the pond water into ice, and about 20 female elves danced barefoot on the ice, and the elf musicians were in charge of playing the tune. Although this kind of artificial ice is as cold as the ice outside, the elves work very hard. Humans are incomparable, and the elves are the same. What kind of life do the elves live in the prisoner-of-war camp? In order to ensure their own safety, of course they have to work hard.

Seeing this scene from far away, Yalena showed a slightly unbearable look, but Han Jin and Qi Fanke were unmoved. An invader is an invader, no matter how profound their cultural background is, no matter how gorgeous their appearance is, they cannot cover up the crimes they have committed.

The armchairs by the pool were full of people, judging by their attire and the number of guards they returned, each of them was either rich or expensive.

Qi Fanke knew very well that it was impossible for Han Jin with Yalina to go to this kind of performance, not to mention that there were some more exaggerated shows later! So he took Han Jin straight into a small villa.

After the three of them were seated, Han Jin paused, pondered his words, and then started: "The paladins of Yadonis..."

Hearing Han Jin mention the paladins of the Holy See, Yalena left the living room with an excuse, she didn't want to hear it. One is that listening or not has no meaning to her, and the other is that she keeps her father's words in mind. She remembered that when she was a child, one of her father's most powerful assistants caused a family conflict, because that assistant focused on magic research, and hadn't left the laboratory for half a year, and of course, didn't go home. The assistant's wife went to the Duke's mansion to complain, but was reprimanded by her father and returned angrily. At that time, her father said, don't try to tie a chain around the neck of a male lion, but the most willing to be tied is a dog.

Although these words are a bit domineering and unreasonable, Yalena vaguely understands that some men do not want to be tied down, so even if the relationship with Han Jin is getting closer and closer, she is not willing to be in a relationship with Han Jin. Han Jin is always pointing fingers, especially when it comes to major events, unless Han Jin takes the initiative to ask for her opinion.

Han Jin chatted with Qi Fanke for a long time, and until late at night, Qi Fanke left the small villa with half joy and half joy. Obviously, what Han Jin asked him to do was not easy.

Han Jin closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, got up and walked slowly into the bedroom, and found that Yalena fell asleep in bed at some point. He didn't disturb Yalena, turned back and walked back to the living room, opened the window, and watched the night view of the garden.

The performance of the elves is coming to an end. Seven or eight nearly half-naked elves are twisting their bodies desperately in a coquettish posture, and the emotions of the audience around them are also mobilized. From time to time, there are shouts, whistle. It wasn't an elf's dance, he had seen the same kind of obsequiousness in the abyss witches in the dungeon before.

In order to survive, they have learned a lot, whether they want to or not, in fact... isn't he the same as Han Jin? !

Listening to Yalena's story about the past of the Holy See, he only had a vague idea in his mind. But when he instructed Qi Fanke, his thoughts became clearer and clearer, and he formed a complete set of plans. In the past, he was unwilling to plot against others like this, let alone plot against a friend? ! But now, he has to do it. After so many days, he gradually got to know Jadis, and he also liked Jadis more. He couldn't just watch Jadis go the wrong way, and then the two sides drew their swords at each other.

Occupying Beitmeng and Holy Crown City, the magic crystals he captured have filled more than a dozen rooms on the Zhanshen. Of course, they were not piled up in chaos. As for using the Ares as a warehouse, it is because Guevara’s policy is to attack and then attack. The magic crystal cannons in the Holy Crown City have been installed on the Ares, and the Magic Legion is also divided into two. The most powerful Dozens of magicians are on the Ares.

If he chose to live in seclusion and practice alone because of fear, he is probably still hiding in the forest with Stillberg at this moment, looking around for second- and third-level monsters. Maybe he was killed by a high-level monster long ago. And how can that kind of hiding life be compared with the present?

Just as Han Jin was in a trance, someone knocked lightly on the door twice, Han Jin turned around and said slowly, "Come in."

The door opened, and Celeste walked in with a smiling face. He used to be a little boy who relied on women for food, and he has been a supervisor here for more than a month. His complexion is obviously more energetic than before, his brows are full of confidence, and he bowed slightly. Celeste said: "My lord, Qi Fan Ke told me that you came here, so I came to see you, didn't I bother you?"

"I heard what Qi Fanke said? I think you have been waiting outside for a long time." Han Jin smiled and pointed to the chair: "Sit down, can I do something?"

Being cleared by Han Jin, Celeste looked a little embarrassed: "My lord, I heard Master Guevara said that you went out a few days ago and met an orc warrior near Nuremberg?"

"Yeah."

"Great." Hilles said happily: "My lord, if you capture orc prisoners in the future, can you choose to send them to me?"

"What do you want the orc prisoners to do?" Han Jin asked puzzled.

"My lord, you made me the director of the Elysium Night. Of course, my duty is to find ways to get out the pockets of those nobles." Celeste sighed: "But business is getting harder and harder now. People will never be satisfied, if they want to make money and make a lot of money, they must innovate."

"I agree with your idea, but does it have anything to do with the orc prisoners of war?"

"My lord, look..." Hillest smiled and went to the window, pointing out: "Don't you think that the orc warrior with an unusually burly figure stands with an elf, there is a very weird and exciting feeling?" Do you feel it?"

"Let's talk about it when the orc captives are caught." Han Jin frowned slightly, and he understood Celeste's meaning: "But...be careful yourself, don't do things that will be criticized Come on. Last time, Alexandre killed more than 600 rioting elf prisoners of war at one time, but he was accused by some people, saying that Alexandrite was too cruel, if you were targeted by those guys..."

"My lord, don't worry. This is not an army." Celeste was overjoyed: "I can let others do it. Even if something happens, I don't have to take responsibility."

"You have to have a bottom line, understand?" Han Jin said slowly.

"Understood, my lord." Celeste smiled and said, "I think you agreed?"

"Yeah." Han Jin nodded, seeing that Celeste didn't intend to leave, he asked again: "Do you have anything else to do?"

"This..." Celeste hesitated for a moment, "My lord, I don't know if I should say it."

"Nonsense, you've said it now."

Cilester gritted his teeth: "My lord, can you say hello to Lord Lang Ning? Let him restrain the generals under him!"

"What's wrong?"

"They eat, drink and have fun here, and they never give money, and I dare not ask them for it, but... if it was only them, I could still afford it, but they come here to treat guests when they have nothing to do, every time With a large group of people, and some nobles and businessmen want to please them, they were originally treated by others, but those generals insist on being generous, **** it! They don’t need to pay anyway!” Celeste revealed An angry expression: "My lord, it's not okay to go on like this! If you don't do it well, you may even lose money!"

"Can you lose money here?" Han Jin looked a little weird.

"My lord, money is needed in many places!" Celeste called out to Qu Lai, "All the VIP rooms here are equipped with magic ever-burning lights. There are more than 300 lights in total. Add one rupee to other rooms. There are more than 40,000 candles consumed every day. As for food and drink, we can earn a little, let’s not count, but... I have to be paid, right? There are more than 30 magicians here, they must be paid ? There are nearly 200 guards and more than 2,000 elves, all of which must be paid?"

"Elves also get paid??"

"This... my lord, I haven't had time to tell you yet." Celeste scratched his head and looked at Han Jin nervously: "In order to encourage the enthusiasm of the elves to work, I promise that as long as they If they can pay a certain amount of ransom, their freedom can be restored.”

"How much is the ransom?"

"Five thousand gold coins per person."

Han Jin was stunned, he had a feeling of irony. Since he became a lord, he has no concept of money. The last time he owed a foreign debt of tens of thousands of gold coins in Lonely Cliff City. But that is a collective debt, and now each elf actually needs 5,000 gold coins as a ransom.

"How many years do you think they can save enough ransom?"

"They have a long life anyway, don't they? Thirty to fifty years of hard work is enough." Celeste laughed.

"It's not okay to go on like this...but you shouldn't look for me." Han Jin shook his head. He couldn't understand how Celeste's loss was calculated. One elf's ransom was enough to buy candles for a thousand years: "You should go to Lang Ning, or go directly to Guevara."

"My lord, don't you care?" Celeste's face suddenly became bitter: "But...but you should have an opinion, right? Otherwise, what should I tell them?"

"Those generals of the Torrent Legion...do you have a bill?"

"Yes, yes!" Celeste said repeatedly: "I have been carrying it with me all the time, my lord, do you want to see it?"

"No, you just hand it over to Lang Ning, just say... As I said, the rules can't be broken, and the Torrent Legion will make up for these accounts." Han Jin said softly: "Some people are special, others will naturally They will imitate, but in the end they can only become more and more chaotic, and now it is time to teach them a lesson."

"My lord, isn't it..." Celeste looked a little dull. His original intention was to let Han Jin warn the talented generals of the Torrent Army to carry the bills on them, just to prove how difficult and wronged he was, but Han Jin actually wanted to take back all the bills.

At this moment, there was an exclamation from the bedroom inside, and then Yalena's scream: "Raphael..."

Han Jin's eyes were fixed, and then his figure disappeared from where he was, and he broke through the door and rushed in. He saw Yalena rushing towards him with her arms open, and bumped her head into his arms.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, what's wrong?" Han Jin could feel Yalena's body trembling constantly, and he said softly while stroking Yalena's back.

The Celeste outside was also taken aback and almost raised the alarm, but after seeing that Yalena was fine, she relaxed. However, he could no longer stay here, Celeste stepped back a little bit, and then quietly pushed open the door.

In the bedroom, Han Jin finally figured out the reason from Yalina's incoherent pleading. He had a nightmare, dreaming that her father Solomon was advising the old prince to recover from illness and die.

Han Jin can understand that nightmares are not scary in themselves. The scary thing is that he doesn't believe it, thinking that it will never happen, but he is stuck in a dream and cannot extricate himself. That kind of despair and struggle is the most unbearable .

Han Jin sat on the bed with Yalena in his arms, coaxed her softly for a while, and seeing Yalena's expression gradually calmed down, he smiled and said, "Did you miss your father today?"

"En." Yalena nodded lightly. When Han Jin was talking with Qi Fanke, she deliberately hid in the bedroom, and then thought a lot about her father. There are many things my father said.

In fact, when a man and a woman decide to get together, they will undergo tremendous changes. Some men may become stronger because he has a sense of responsibility, while some women may become stronger. Vulnerable, because she has a reason to escape the wind and rain.

"Whatever you think of during the day, it's easy to dream about it at night." Han Jin said softly, "It's okay, it will be fine in a while."

"But...but my father's health has been bad, and I'm afraid it's a..." Yalena mourned, but she still couldn't let it go. She wanted to say it was a bad omen, but she didn't dare to continue. If I continue speaking, I am afraid that my words will become a prophecy.

"Don't think about it." Han Jin stroked Yalena's head, then changed the subject, trying to divert Yalena's attention to other areas. Just in time, he held back a big question mark in his heart: "By the way, Yalena, what do the tattoos on your body... mean?"

"Tattoo? I don't have a tattoo?!" Yalena said in amazement.

"You have it!" Han Jin said in an affirmative tone. He always thought that Yalina's miraculous recovery must be related to that tattoo.

"Do I have a tattoo... I don't know yet?" Yalena said, "Then tell me, where are my tattoos?"

"Here." Han Jin pointed at Yalena's chest.

Yarina looked down at her chest. Suddenly, Fen Mian blushed, waved his hand and hammered Han Jin's shoulder: "You hate it..."

"No, I..." Han Jin said with a wry smile, "You misunderstood, there are really tattoos there, have you never noticed them?"

What misunderstanding can there be? Yalena didn't dare to look at Han Jin anymore, she stretched out a pair of small hands to push and push, finally broke free from Han Jin's arms, and sat sideways.

"Yarina, you really have tattoos there!" Han Jin repeated in a solemn tone.

Hearing Han Jin's tone was very serious, Yalena mustered up the courage to look at Han Jin, and then became dubious, because Han Jin didn't look like a joke, and then she said in a coquettish tone: " You turn around!"

"Okay." Han Jin finally found a chance to prove that he had no bad intentions, and turned around obediently.

The madness of showing herself naked at the beginning is long gone. Yalena took off the magic robe first, and then grabbed the quilt to block herself in front of her. Slowly lifted the collar of the inner skirt with one hand, looked in, and then her little face suddenly turned blood red, raised her hand and swung the pillow, throwing it at the back of Han Jin's head: "Hate, hate, hate..."

Han Jin remained motionless, letting the pillow hit the back of his head. His face was extremely helpless. Hearing Yalina's embarrassing voice, he should not have seen anything, but...is it possible that only he can see it? Got a tattoo? It's so weird!

"Yarina, do you trust me?" Han Jin began to be emotional.

"Believe it!" Yalena bit her lips lightly, facing this question, no matter how shy she was, she still had to give a clear answer.

"You really have a tattoo there!"

"Well, there are really big tattoos." If this can also involve the righteousness of trust or not, then she can only follow Han Jin's nonsense.

Han Jin was helpless again, paused for a moment, and said with some difficulty: "That... that... let me take a look?"

Yarina was completely dumbfounded. She stared blankly at Han Jin, and suddenly groaned and fell on the bed. She thought it was a hint, and countless thoughts came to her mind at once. Then she should take the initiative to cater to and fully bloom herself, but she felt terrified and extremely nervous.

Han Jin saw that Yalina's body had been curled up into a ball, and he used his arms to protect his chest. Is this allowed to be seen or not allowed to be seen?

Hesitated for a moment~IndoMTL.com~ Han Jin sat down on the bed again, and the moment he sat down, he could clearly feel Yalena's body trembling.

Bringing up the tattoo originally diverted Yalena's attention, but now Yalena's attention has been diverted, but she has fallen into an embarrassing situation, and she can't explain it clearly. The absent-minded and ignored message flashed in his mind, and Han Jin said softly: "Yarina, you said your father was seriously ill? What kind of illness? Why didn't you find a priest?"

"It's useless to find a lot of priests." Yalena said in a voice as low as a mosquito: "It's asthma."

"It's just asthma??" Han Jin couldn't believe it.

"Yes."

"Just Asthma??"

Yarina turned around slowly, her eyes were a little aggrieved, and Han Jin changed the subject too quickly, which made her unable to keep up. Isn't asthma enough? How many more diseases do you wish your father had?

"I mean...you should have told me earlier!" Han Jin sighed.