Yorkshire is in his early fifties today, and as a nomadic Doug kobold, he is already considered a long time old.

In the kingdom of Bimon, almost all of the farmland is occupied by the powerful races. Of course, those powerful races do not cultivate themselves, and those who are responsible for farming are the vassals of those powerful races, the Bimon race. And one of them is the Doug kobold. But then again, those who can be vassals are not bad. Even lower are nomadic tribes like Yorkshire.

Yorkshire was the leader of this Doug tribe of more than 200 people. This year, their tribe was lucky, there were no disasters, and the livestock increased a lot. Luckily, the kind-hearted Lord Borg Swan here was kind enough to allow Yorkshire to spend the winter in the wasteland of his domain, and to take only ten pairs of saros and fifty pairs of sheep.

May the god of war bless this noble lord of the Borg clan! This place is closer to the interior and to the south, and it is not very likely to suffer from the white plague. Therefore, there is basically no loss of livestock to survive the winter here. In previous years, the loss of winter was much greater than this dedication.

So last night, Yorkshire was greedy for a few drinks. It's really getting better and better. Yorkshire remembers that when he was a child, his grandparents and fathers were often taken seven or eight out of ten by the kingdom, and his grandfather, father, and uncles did not return. Tribes that lack men lose more than half of their population in a year. In addition to various natural disasters, the kingdom of Beamon is also rampant with thieves, leaving small tribes like Yorkshire in a precarious struggle every day.

I am truly grateful to the venerable King Wadison, who has been on the throne since he succeeded to the throne, the law and order have improved, the fighting has been fought, and even the prices of grain and salt have been greatly reduced. Gradually. The tribes of Yorkshire developed. But he's also thinking -- is he going to get out of this nomadic life?

A few days ago, Yorkshire had already probed the fox butler of the Fox Clan. He secretly promised that as long as Yorkshire came up with two thousand gold coins, he could take them as vassals. But where can Yorkshire get it? That's two hundred pairs of saromon! What a kind Borg lord and a greedy Fox butler. Luckily. Yesterday there was another harvest in the tribe, so Yorkshire was ready to go to find out if he could pay less and make the life of the children in the tribe stable.

In addition to being happy, Yorkshire had drunk too much last night. Unexpectedly, he was woken up from bed by his grandson early in the morning and said: There are hundreds of horse bandits from outside the tribe!

All of a sudden, it scared Yorkshire's wine awake. He was almost scared to pee, and finally found a safe place to spend the winter, how could there be a horse bandit all of a sudden? I found that there were really hundreds of people who were "strong and strong"! And the wasteland where the tribe was located was thirty or forty miles away from the castle of the lord of the Borg tribe, and it was too late to report the news now!

But just when Yorkshire was at a loss, the "horse bandits" stopped three or four miles outside the tribe, and a few ...... came Mankind. Huh? How can it be human?

Yorkshire hurriedly asked the people in the tribe not to act rashly. Even if all the people in his tribe were possessed by the god of war, it would not be enough for these hundreds of cavalry to kill. Unexpectedly, those humans were very polite, and after they arrived, they declared: In order to enhance the friendship between humans and Bimon, they will travel around the kingdom of Bimon under the leadership of Lord Baron. It was a gift to the people of Bimon.

"Poof!" Yorkshire almost slapped himself in the face. Is there a problem with my ears? Is it true that I have drunk too much alcohol and I am still dreaming?

Unexpectedly, the human messenger then announced: In order to prevent panic, the large army of humans will not enter the tribe. All it takes is Yorkshire that they send representatives to receive those gifts. After this ...... of humanity The giver group will leave immediately.

"Huh?" Yorkshire felt more and more confused. This ......? Send it here! There's no reason not to accept it? After all. These multi-human cavalry don't need to play any tricks at all, and with the wooden sticks and stone-throwing tools in their tribe, they can't stop any of these human moves!

Yorkshire ran back to his tent. He put on all the new clothes he wore when he worshiped the temple. If it's really a human nobleman who comes to give gifts, you can't lose Beamon's face, right?

......

Dipu rode slowly as he approached the Doug tribal camp. Watching those Doug Beamons all dressed up and out of the camp. He smiled and said to Salis beside him, "This kind of thing has to be done by Quinn." One look at his face. That's a loyal and honest person. Where are you like you? The whole body looks treacherous!

Salis glanced at Dipp, and said in his heart: "Hmph, didn't you scold yourself into it?"

And Dipu didn't notice a language problem in his words. He was the first to come to Yorkshire, and he did not dismount, but with a haughty smile.

Finding that the nobles of the human race had come to him, Yorkshire hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Yorkshire and my own clan, greet you, my lord." Thank you for your love!"

"That's it, that's it!" said Dippur, raising his horsewhip and letting Yorkshire excuse himself. He jumped off his horse and smiled at a nervous Yorkshire, "You're the leader here?"

"Exactly, sir!"

"Alright then, take an inventory, the gifts are in the car behind. ”

In Yorkshire's stunned gaze, he saw two carriages pulled from behind, and Saris immediately played the role of a dog: "Hurry up!

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! you all come, move quickly!" Yorkshire bowed. He squinted at the contents of the cart, "Wow, there is cloth and wine! The god of war is on it, and there is even salt and iron......!" Humans are really generous!"

Dipu seemed to be looking curiously at the Doug women and children. When he saw Yorkshire's grandson, he smiled and took out a paper bag: "Here it is for you, share it, a little heart and candy!"

"Can't take it, sir!" said Yorkshire with a false politeness.

"For the children!" said Dipp, tossing the paper bag and clapping his hands as he prepared to mount.

"Yes...... These things are too valuable, what can I do for you?" Yorkshire was a little embarrassed.

"It's nothing! It's all for you, it's not for exchange or sale. Take it with peace of mind!" Dipu jumped on his horse again, and seemed to be ready to leave. (To be continued......)