Chapter 809: It’s Not a Good Life to Serve the Boss.

The lively duel between the Red Lotus Knights and the Phoenix Mercenary Group ended. Amid the discussions among the residents of Bulcaisuo, Odula and the others left in despair.

There was no other way. The Red Lotus Knights, which had always been known to be powerful and invincible, actually lost to the human mercenary group in the competition, which shocked many orc viewers.

After all, the orcs had already accepted the idea that the Red Lotus Knights were invincible a long time ago. It was normal and hard to accept such a sudden blow.

However, few orcs noticed that what really determines the combat effectiveness of both sides is the gap in equipment and economy.

Under the same conditions, the combat effectiveness is of course the one with better equipment. If the poor and desperate Red Lotus Knights can obtain the Phoenix Mercenary Group, their combat effectiveness will probably be greatly improved.

However, the heat of this incident was quickly suppressed by another incident.

"What? The Vanilla Saint, who has been missing for a year, appears!? She was kidnapped to the human kingdom before!?"

The disappearance of the saint was actually kidnapped by humans. This was simply a signal of war, which deeply irritated the orcs. The angry orc believers roared: "Start a war! This is an insult to our Renian Empire! A war must begin! Wash it with blood. Let’s cleanse ourselves of the shame humans have brought upon us!”

"But she's back."

The fanatical Vulcan believers had tears in their eyes and knelt on the ground crying bitterly: "God of Vulcan! The Holy Maiden's safe return must be the blessing of God..."

"This is really not the blessing of Lord Vulcan, but the human beings who saved the Holy Maiden..."

"What!? She was actually rescued by humans!?"

Both radicals and conservatives are confused, not knowing whether to be angry or grateful to mankind.

The calm elder took the opportunity to teach the young and energetic boys: "So, humans are just like us orcs, there are good guys and bad guys, don't beat them all to death with a stick."

"But, human beings are so insidious and cunning. They traveled thousands of miles to bring His Majesty back. They must have some agenda. We can't be careless!"

"Yes, how can there be such a good thing in this world?"

The elder smiled and said: "It is natural that you will be rewarded for your efforts. But for this reason, we should treat each other with courtesy. We cannot let humans look down upon us and think that we are savages who only know how to kill."

"...Elder, would you please put down the mace before you speak?"

"Oh, mistake."

Regardless of the reactions of all parties, under Tang En's instruction, those who were bribed by the members of the Phoenix Mercenary Group successfully spread the news throughout Bulkesso. Now everyone in the entire royal city is discussing the Vanilla Saint. The matter of your Majesty's return.

Of course this includes Testero and his son.

"They actually came to Bulkesso because they were escorting Her Majesty the Vanilla Saint!"

After hearing the news, Testero couldn't help laughing and said: "Good thing, good thing!"

The soldiers were sent to search for so long but there was no news. Testero always thought that Vanilla had been killed, but he didn't expect that he was finally sent back by humans!

The return of the Saint is probably the best news for the Reign Empire this year!

Groma next to him was startled when he heard the words, and the haze flashed in his eyes. He took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "Father, there has been no news of Your Majesty the Holy Maiden in the human kingdom this year. I'm afraid... "

The meaningful blank space in the language contains space for people to imagine, but at this moment, how vicious is the intention?

Has been bribed by humans...

Has become a slave of mankind...

It has become someone’s RBQ…

Has become a human spy...

There are all kinds of possibilities, and under normal circumstances this has to be treated with caution.

but……

"Shut up."

Testero glared at Groma very seriously and said in a deep voice: "If she has really betrayed Kaloma River, there will naturally be divine punishment to punish her, and there is no need for us to intervene."

In other words, if even Vulcan didn't punish her, it would be even more inappropriate for them to intervene.

"yes……"

Groma lowered his head, feeling even worse.

"Father, I'm a little tired. I'm going back to rest first."

"Go ahead and stop thinking about it."

Testero waved his hand: "I also want to think about how to reward that mercenary group. After all, Her Majesty's significance to the Renne Empire is priceless."

Priceless treasure? snort!

Groma snorted coldly and left the throne room silently.

After returning to his mansion, Groma kicked open the door and growled at the Rabbit maid standing at the door: "Go and tell Sakoro to come over and meet me at the training ground!"

The frightened maid nodded tremblingly and ran away.

Groma came to the training ground full of giant iron ore alone. After taking off his shirt, he rushed to the hard ore with a low roar. The sharp claws that popped out were like sharp blades, cutting the ore straight down. .

"boom!"

Groma flew up with a kick, and the ore weighing several tons was actually kicked up into the air by his kick - although he himself sank into the ground due to the explosive force, this did not stop him.

Kicking hard with his feet, the power of blood exploded. Groma shot up into the sky like a cannonball, inserted his claws into the ore several meters in diameter, and pulled hard - with a "bang", the entire iron ore was hardened by him. Torn in half!

"Quick, quack, quack..."

Suddenly there was applause from the side, and a smiling brown-haired male orc walked over while applauding: "His Royal Highness Groma has become stronger again. It's really - ugh!"

Groma ejected to the side of the male orc the moment he landed, staring at him with murderous eyes: "Sakoro, do you know why I called you here?"

A Lepad Leopard man named Sakoro lowered his head: "Your Highness, could it be because of the incident involving Her Majesty the Vanilla Saint?"

"It seems you know it very well..."

Groma took out a sharp nail and gently slid it on Sakoro's neck. The sharp nail pierced his skin easily.

"It was you who reported to me that she was dead... Now, give me a reason not to kill you."

"Your Highness, please listen to my explanation."

Sakoro said calmly: "We did encounter an unexpected situation at that time. We used the props you provided to attack Her Majesty the Vanilla Saint. She did faint, including the accompanying guards, but what we didn't expect was Yes, after the Holy Lady fell into coma, we were just about to transport her away, but her body suddenly turned into a terrifying whirlpool of flames. The vortex completely drained our power, and we didn't even have a chance to escape. They all collapsed on the ground and became useless."

"You mean something unexpected happened next?"

"No, although we were paralyzed, because the location we chose was relatively hidden, it was normal until we recovered our basic mobility. After we recovered our basic mobility, we transported Her Majesty the Vanilla Saint to a detour to the agreed place. , but at this moment..."

Sakoro helplessly spread his hands and said, "We encountered a group of human slave-catching teams."

"Human slave-catching team? Near Bulqueso? Are you kidding me?"

"No, Your Highness, I am not joking. They are indeed human beings, but I am not sure if they are not slave-catching teams."

Sakoro said in a deep voice: "They dare to go deep into the hinterland of the Rennes Empire. They are obviously a group of veterans, and their strength is extraordinary. They all have a gold level. Even if we are completely normal, we may not be their opponents." , not to mention that we are already very weak. As soon as we fought, we suffered heavy casualties. You know, I was also seriously injured that time."

"Before I was seriously injured and fainted, I saw that Her Majesty the Vanilla Saint was also affected and was seriously injured. This means that they did not deliberately protect Her Majesty the Vanilla Saint who was suitable to be a slave when they took action, so I suspect that they were not actually arresting them. Slave team.”

"All of them are gold-level. With such strength, they still need to be a slave-catching team? No matter how you think about it, it is incredible, so I think those humans must have another purpose when they come here, but they just happened to bump into them during the operation. They took action to eliminate the witnesses, so I concluded that Her Majesty the Vanilla Saint must have been silenced as well."

"So you reported that Vanilla is dead?"

"Is such that."

"Let's just say you've convinced me."

Groma retracted his claws and said slyly: "But you should know what to do next, right?"

"Know."

Sakoro said without hesitation: "Please rest assured, we will send the two saints to you as soon as possible. It is their blessing to be favored by you."

Groma sneered and said: "If others know about this..."

"I will choose to commit suicide and will never involve His Highness."

"Very well, let's take action. After Vanilla returns, she should go to the Fire Temple for prayer and return baptism in the past two days. It will be a good opportunity when she comes back."

"Understood."

"Take this, it's more powerful than the last one. Even if the two saints are together, they can't resist it."

Groma took out a black-purple ball from his arms and handed it to Sakoro.

Sakoro's eyes were filled with fear as he took the ball. He carefully put it away and bowed his head before silently leaving.

"...Hmph, after finishing this matter..."

Groma watched Sakoro leave with cold eyes, and then he continued to frantically temper his body.

After leaving Groma's mansion, Sakoro's tight body suddenly relaxed.

"Huh... almost died in there..."

Sakoro got into the dragon carriage, wiped his cold sweat, and murmured in a low voice: "Obviously he is from the Usad tribe, why did he just fall in love with the Kate tribe? And he is still crowned a saint... Sigh... , what I said above is that my leg is broken when I run away, and I have to take the blame if something goes wrong. It’s not a good life to serve the boss..."