After half ringing.

A strange smell in the tent did not dissipate for a long time, and there were bursts of vomiting outside the tent.

"Vomit, vomit, vomit!"

"Give me water, give me water, give me water!"

The people in the tent couldn't help but shrink their necks when they heard this, feeling a little creepy, and secretly alerted in their hearts, if they accidentally fell into this kind of fate that day, they must first find a way to die quickly.

"Vomit, vomit, vomit!"

The vomiting outside the tent continued, stopping after a long while, followed by the sound of cold water being poured down.

In a moment, Earl Vic, who had vomited and cleaned up, was dragged into the tent by the soldiers, and at this time, because of the watering, his whole body was wet, and the temperature in the late autumn night was very low, at this moment Earl Vic was shivering from the cold, and his lips were a little blue. The face is even more ugly, and there is a hateful look in his eyes, which is not frozen, but angry.

Count Vic looked at Richard viciously, and Richard looked calm. He looked at Gro again, and Gro sneered with a bit of revenge. Turning his head to look at Bill Caesar, Bill Caesar felt inexplicable, he just didn't want everyone to quarrel in the end, and casually said that all the methods were combined, and it had nothing to do with him.

"You are so hateful!" cried Count Vic, who at this moment remorseled a little for his covetousness and neglect of training in recent years, so that his strength could not be compared to that of a young nobleman. But what is even more regretful is that he did not read some books and memorize some poems recited by bards, so he did not even have the words to express his mood at this moment, and could only say that it was too hateful.

Can what happened to him now be "too hateful" to indicate it?

Absolutely not! It's not just too hateful, it's just too hateful!

Gro didn't bother to understand Count Vic's mood, and said directly: "Vic, you just said that there is still an arrangement, that I will definitely die tonight?

"Hmph. Earl Vic pouted, not wanting to answer.

Gro raised his eyebrows and said unceremoniously: "What, do you still want to induce vomiting again?"

Earl Vic's body trembled suddenly, his face turned a little purple with anger and looked at Gro, his lips trembled for a long time, and his voice squeezed out from between his teeth: "You are ruthless!"

......

Under the threat of vomiting Dafa, Count Vic beckoned and told some information: tonight, in addition to his assassination plan, an army will come to besiege Gro and all the nobles, numbering in the hundreds, several times the current ranks.

This army was ordered by another unknown nobleman, so he couldn't stop it. If the people in the camp stick to their position, they will be 100% in a desperate battle. If you want to get out of the forest quickly and dodge, there will be more than 90% chance of hitting the besieging army and dying faster.

If you really want to survive, then you can flee separately, as long as you avoid the besieging army and the nocturnal beasts in the forest, you may be able to pick up a life.

After hearing Earl Vic say this, the nobles immediately exploded, and without Gro opening his mouth, they dragged Earl Vic to fill the dung, no...... Went to induce vomiting.

If it was a means of coercing a confession just now, now it is purely a way to vent anger.

Well, before everyone dies, don't think too badly, so that you will be unfavorable to His Royal Highness the Prince, and ask you to assassinate the Prince. Although you didn't bring in the army, since you knew it but didn't say it earlier, then let's induce vomiting first.

"Break his mouth open and pour it on me!"

"You are not trustworthy...... Goo-goo...... You guys...... Goo-goo...... Vomit...... Goo-goo......"

Eventually, Earl Vic was poured ...... Vomiting half to death...... Well, hold on.

Everyone was angry, but the worry in their hearts did not diminish in the slightest. After all, it is already known that there is an army of several times the number of people to surround and kill, how to solve it?

Everyone's eyes flickered as they looked at Prince Gero.

Gro's eyes flickered, a little at a loss, he didn't pay much attention, and looked at Richard as if he was asking for help.

"Is there anything you can do to help us get out of this predicament, Your Excellency Richard?" asked Gro tentatively.

Richard raised his eyebrows.

To be honest, there are really a lot of ways. The simplest, call Gregory, don't say that only a few times the number of troops comes, that is, more than a dozen times the number of troops are all delivered.

If you don't rely on Gregory, if you give Pandora the right weapons, you can give an army of hundreds of people a long memory. However, there will be problems with total annihilation, and there is a possibility of injury. After all, Pandora is still too young, and her strength is far from reaching the peak. In the face of many enemies, it is terrifying to pick tree trunks in the clearing, but the combat effectiveness in the woods is inevitably reduced. And the soldier is not a beast, he can think and cooperate.

In this way, you can also take action, and you won't have to fight hand-to-hand combat, and you don't have to wipe out an entire army. With some means to control the enemy's emotions, it should be able to achieve the goal of deterring and deterring the enemy, so as to get Gro and his party out of danger. As for what to do after that, that's Gro's problem, after all, he just wants Groh to live and complete the deal, not the other party's nanny.

Thinking like this, Richard looked at Gro and said, "Are there scrolls and quill pens in the tent?"

"Huh?" Gro was stunned, not knowing what this had to do with helping his group get out of trouble, but since Richard had already said it, he still nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Turning around, he took it out of the corner and handed it to Richard.

Richard took it, swept the tableware and food on the table with his hand, and spread the papyrus scrolls on the table. Dip a quill pen in ink and begin to write some words on a papyrus scroll.

Gro glanced at the side and saw that it was all materials and the like, and there were even several silver forks, some of which were inexplicable.

After a while, Richard finished writing and handed the scroll to Gro, who couldn't help but ask: "Your Excellency Richard, is this ...... What is this thing?"

"That's the condition of the deal. ”

"Huh?!"

"You don't think it's free if you want me to make a move?" Richard said slowly, looking at Gro seriously, "Do you think I'm kind enough to save you? Or is it the 'deep friendship' we have established in just half a day? In fact, it's just because we finally reached a deal, and we don't want you to die and cause the deal to fail." ”

"Forehead ......"

"All the efforts and rewards should be equal. I just rescued you, in fact, I have already lost some money in trading, but in order to avoid greater losses, I also admit it. And now, if you want me to help again, then you will have to pay some other price—a higher price than the 10,000 catties of iron just now, so there will be some materials listed on the scroll.

You can take a look and if you accept it, then the deal is done. If not, then I can only wish you good luck. Well, by the way, a friendly reminder, in fact, this transaction is not for you alone, but for everyone present. Therefore, the materials are distributed among everyone present, not by yourself, after all, you are not alone in the threat. ”