Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 115 - 115 1 In the Name of Freedom_2

115: Chapter 1 In the Name of Freedom_2 115: Chapter 1 In the Name of Freedom_2 “Picked it up…..” Richard casually said as he put the crystal crown he was holding back on Avril’s head, “Heh, saved this thing, I was planning to sell it for money.”

Avril offered a sweet smile, but quickly straightened her face again as she remembered that she wasn’t that close with this guy to be expressing mutual gratitude yet.

“Richard, I have a proposal.” Ning Yu said.

“It’s about this money.”

“I have plans of my own.” Richard nodded, “But I’d still like to know what my clever Ning Yu’s plan is.”

“What are your plans?

You are planning to invest this money in a business?” Helen’s Fawkes trader instincts instantly flared up.

Richard and Ning Yu looked at each other and chuckled.

“You go first.” Richard said.

“I want to hire a bunch of people with this money.” Ning Yu said.

“That’s what I was thinking too.” Richard chuckled.

“Hiring Mastiff prisoners?” Due to the connection with Richard, Avril who somehow had a certain telepathy with him asked,” Why?”

“I did not buy so many weapons today for no reason.” Richard said.

“I have offended more than a few people in the temple.

Helen and I have been sentenced to an dangerous place for practice, to hunt for the crystal nucleus of Magical Beasts.”

“Southern Cross Star Forest also known as the paradise of Magical Beasts.” Helen also nodded.

“Indeed, going to such a place, it would not be a bad thing to have more strong followers.

But, I also have a question; How will you hire the Mastiff Warriors?

It’s not allowed to be done with money, unless during wartime when assault teams are formed.”

Richard laughed heartily, “My dear girl, the old Beamon saying comes to mind, ‘Fawkes men think the more money the better, Fawkes women think the thinner the better.'”

“How did you figure out our Fawkes weakness so quickly?” Helen blushed a bit at his words.

Indeed, every year, some owners of the Gladiator Arena would privately come to the prison to redeem a few strong fighters with money, and among them were some Mastiffs.”

“Richard, although you can redeem prisoners with money, redeeming so many prisoners at once, my uncle might not agree.” Helen still had doubts.

“I have a solution for this Richard priest.” Richard picked up the “concentrated array” next to him, and—with a “zing”—unleashed a spring wolf tooth.

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Viscount Simek obviously did not expect the once beggar-like Piegel to come back laden with treasures.

The weapons and armor of the panda warriors were so stunning that Viscount Simek was calculating how many of the items he could afford with an entire year’s salary.

Richard pulled Viscount Simek to a secluded place and talked for a long time.

When they emerged, Viscount Simek’s purse was heavier with glittering gold and Richard had more followers.

“If anyone asks, you just say you were reassigned a group of Mastiff prisoners as protectors by the temple.

Your priest status is noble, no one would dare to question it.” Viscount Simek reminded him again and again.

“If my niece isn’t also going to that dangerous place for trials, not even if you gave me more gold, I wouldn’t agree.”

Richard’s answer left Viscount Simek extremely uneasy and regretful.

“Don’t worry, if anyone dares to question me.” Richard waved his palm and split an oak table in two, “I will surely silence them!”

Viscount Simek was left mouth agape, feeling that the gold coins in his pocket were now burning.

Although he wasn’t a Witch Doctor, he had a premonition that a legendary super thief might soon be born in the kingdom.

“Just kidding.” Richard chuckled and slapped Viscount Simek on the shoulder.

The Mastiffs, whose shackles had been removed, were standing there puzzled, rubbing their wrists.

They were looking strangely at this Piegel priest who was pacing back and forth, examining them from head to toe.

Dove warriors with clear violent tendencies, fully armed to the teeth, surrounded them.

Their indifferent and consolidated gaze gave these mastiffs a false feeling that they were about to be executed.

Liu Zhenhan’s gaze was like that of a butcher selecting a group of Larza Beasts for slaughter.

“Who amongst you is the leader?” Liu Zhenhan confidently nodded his head.

He was incredibly content with the stature of these Mastiff prisoners.

With such strong physiques, they were being wasted by merely smashing stones here.

“Master Piegel, I am Bellamy from the Doug Tribe.

I’m the leader here.” One of the strongest Mastiffs stepped forward.

His eyes were full of confusion, but he stood up resolutely nonetheless.

“There are two pieces of news: one good, and the other bad.

Which one would you like to know?” Liu Zhenhan pulled out a homemade cigar, and Gude immediately took out a flint to light it for him.

“Master Piegel, we would like to hear the bad news first.” Bellamy smoothed his golden mane.

“Your sentence has been indefinitely extended.” Liu Zhenhan leisurely exhaled a puff of smoke.

The Mastiffs were silent.

The chances of them being released were practically nil unless they were soldiers of other tribes who could beat the current Rhine King in the decennial royal battle.

“The good news is that you will be serving the rest of your sentences at my side.

You’ll no longer need to be shackled, but you will be required to wield heavy weapons in my service.” Liu Zhenhan flicked the ash off his cigar.

“Master, has a war broken out on the front lines?” Bellamy’s face was a mix of joy and sorrow.

“No war has broken out.

Just that I, your poor sacrificial pawn, have been tasked with a dreadful training mission.

I need powerful followers, and you have been selected.” Liu Zhenhan quoted a particularly vulgar Beamon proverb: “Once an opportunity passes, no matter how big you are, it won’t matter!

Seize this chance, my Mastiff warriors!”

“We only possess strength, Master!

We’ve been prohibited from martial arts training since we were young.

Once we reach adulthood, we’re put to hard labor here, Master!” Bellamy’s lips trembled.

The aspiration for freedom was right in front of him, but his conscience forced him to be honest.

“It’s okay.

Just follow me, and I’ll teach you slowly.” Liu Zhenhan was not bothered at all.

The journey to the Southern Cross Star Forest would take at least half a month, giving him ample time to train these Mastiffs.

“Thank you so much!

The Mastiffs will forever be grateful for the freedom you’ve given us.

This favor is so great that we are ready to pay back even with our lives!” Bellamy excitedly fell to Liu Zhenhan’s feet, thanking him profusely and kissing his boots.

“Master!

Are we going to slay a dragon or face a terrible human mage?” Bellamy looked up and asked.

“Don’t worry!

We’re just going on an adventure in the Southern Cross Star Forest!” Liu Zhenhan answered.

“What?” The Mastiffs collectively gasped.

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After I told my wife about a few female editors at Qidian who had pretty curls, she mysteriously left at 11 o’clock last night without telling me why, and I went to sleep.

When I woke up this morning, I thought I was sleeping next to a Rhine Tribe Lioness.

Turns out, she went to curl her hair overnight and spent 150 yuan.

Damn it, that’s half a month’s worth of my internet cafe costs.

My eyes instantly welled up.

Friendly recommendation of two novels: “The Demon Way of the Mouse” and “Overlord of the Ancient Underworld: Dragon Across the Sky”.

Strongly recommended: “Four Seas and Thousand Mountains”.

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