Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 248 - 42: The Grudges at the Ferry Point (Part 3)_2

Chapter 248: Chapter 42: The Grudges at the Ferry Point (Part 3)_2

Liu Zhenhan was about to step in and stop them when a clear, pleasing voice rang in his ear.

"Stop!" Gortani, her platinum hair dancing wildly in the wind, stepped in front of these mercenaries who were thrashing about with their whips.

"Even if they are slaves, you humans should uphold your virtues!" Gortani rebuked the mercenaries, "Is this the way you treat an elderly person?"

The mercenaries mocked and jeered, their gazes either admiring Gortani’s beauty or her beautiful, pure white wings.

"Miss Swan! Miss Swan!" A Piegel knight, riding a fat wild boar, rushed over from the front of the line.

"These are all gifts from Lord Rosenborg to our Dorottian friends, to show their great support for our weapon workshop expansion next year! Now these slaves belong to our Dorottian human friends..." This Piegel’s attitude was completely different from when he had treated Liu Zhenhan, it was so obsequious that it made one shudder.

The Swan Tribe was indeed the Swan Tribe.

Visibly frustrated, Gortani assisted the elderly Deer-headed slave to his feet, gave him a gold coin, sighed, patted his hand, pursed her lips, then walked away.

"Thank you, milady..." The old Deer-headed man’s eyes welled up, his lips quivered as he attempted to kneel, but was abruptly kicked over by a mercenary.

"Damned old coot!" This mercenary ruthlessly pinned the old Deer-headed slave to the ground, greedily seized the gold coin from his hand, drew out his sharp dagger, and slashed the deerman slave’s waist open, revealing a bloody satchel of aromatic herbs.

The mercenaries erupted into raucous laughter, accompanied by cheering and whistles.

The Deer-headed man’s screams echoed across the earth, causing Liu Zhenhan’s eyes to moisten.

"Kill all the ones who can’t walk... we have many slaves. This is enough!", the Slave-trader’s boss barked off commands to his men.

Vieri, a member of the Bear Tribe, flushed with anger from an encounter with a group of prostitutes, went to Gude in the bamboo forest for a drink. Finishing it off in a single swig, he walked over to see the old Deer-headed man on the ground, gasping for air with a look of utter misery etched on his face.

"Uncle Enrike!" Vieri bellowed, his eyes blazing with fury. He strode over, sending a mercenary flying with a single kick.

"Pier! The slave master has the right to decide the fate of slaves! You have no right to interfere...Ah..." The Piegel officer attempted to stop Vieri, but only managed to get the words half out before the Bear-man wrapped his hand around the officer’s head, hammering it with a fatal blow, knocking him off his war pig and onto the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Liu Zhenhan had already taken down three mercenaries who were cruelly manhandling the weakened Deer-head slaves.

Vieri nodded in acknowledgement to the boss, one foot crushing a mercenary’s head, unsheathed his giant axe, and roared wildly: "Who dares to kill another Deer-head in front of a Piegel knight and his vassal clan?"

"Chop off their hands!" Liu Zhenhan bit down on his cigar, motioning to the human mercenaries on the ground. The cigar’s sparks flew everywhere.

A peculiar, potent medicinal fragrance mixed with the heavy scent of blood sent his beastly blood boiling.

The mercenaries refused to back down, all drawing out their weapons ready for an all-out brawl, but then the shadow of a Komodo War Behemoth descended upon them.

"Stop!" Cui Beixi intervened, preventing her followers from charging into battle.

A few large heads poked out from the bamboo forest, peering curiously in their direction.

No one was sure when the Knight of Gortani had drawn her long sword, as she stood off to the side, watching coolly.

Cui Beixi furrowed her brow as she looked at the blood on the ground and the Deer-headed man writhing in pain. The slave brand on the man’s face was contorted in agony.

"Lady Cui Beixi..." The head of the slave trading team, a smug merchant, tried to approach, but was immediately cut off by Cui Beixi’s icy stare.

"Despicable humans! Get away from here, now! If I see a single Beamon slave corpse in the wilderness, I, Cui Beixi the Sub-Dragon Priestess, swear on the sacred god of war, I will never let it go!" Cui Beixi’s gentle face was distorted with unspeakable rage.

Helen trembled in anger, Komodo War Behemoth roared and opened its huge mouth lined with jagged teeth.

"Helen, let these despicable humans go!" Exasperation was suppressed on Cui Beixi’s face, her cheeks were bright red.

"Hold your hand, Avril! If you don’t want to cause trouble for Richard, don’t take action!" Cui Beixi pointed to the restless mermaid.

The human slave traders clearly did not want to provoke this sub-dragon sacrificial ritual. Under the leadership of the fat trader’s angry and cunning gaze, they immediately dragged several severely wounded men off the ground and hurried away.

The humans left very quickly, disappearing behind the hill, as humans always do in the face of threats.

"Damn it! These deer-headed folks were all my former vassals! They were under the dominance of my Haus clan! Enrike played in the woods behind my back when I was young. His leg was made disabled by a wolf to save me! I am going to rescue them! I am going to kill these humans!" Vieri roared furiously, brandishing his great axe.

"Didn’t you return all your vassals to the Northeast Nobility Institute?" Liu Zhenhan realized, "Damn! They were all your former subordinates?"

Before Vieri could answer, he hoisted himself onto the saddle of the giant tree marmot, wielding his great axe and prompting his mount to chase the humans. He was stopped by Liu Zhenhan.

"Stop!" Liu Zhenhan ordered sternly.

Vieri stubbornly stared back at him, his teeth grinding with rage.

"They are accompanied by Beamon officers, the badges on the officers’ chests show that they are still loyal to Lord Rosenborg! You know who Lord Rosenborg is, right? I do not need to tell you, right? Besides, there are two hundred mercenaries who are clearly skilled veterans, willing to die by the sword! Finally, let me tell you, all the slaves they trade are legal! They have all the paperwork!" Liu Zhenhan roared, "You big idiot Vieri! Do you understand what I’m saying? We can’t afford to mess with them!"

"My Lord, what happened to your bravery just now?" Vieri looked at him incredulously.

"This involves the kingdom’s war."

Vieri nodded, his chest heaving violently, the bear man’s face remained calm.

After raging to the extreme, it often leads to a terrifying calm.

Vieri suddenly began to question whether it was a mistake to follow such a ritual.

Considering this problem now, he felt it was meaningless.

Gortani hugged her arms and laughed coldly at Liu Zhenhan a few times before walking away.

While Vieri still sat on the back of the tree marmot gasping for breath, Liu Zhenhan started ransacking a shed by the ferry crossing. Gold coins from the new collection in the bamboo jar were thrown around by him, scattering all over the ground with a clatter.

Guoguo, carrying the dense cluster and little piglet, strolled over leisurely from the bamboo forest.

"Damn! Why I can’t find it, turns out you took it to play," Liu Zhenhan grabbed the Wolf Fang Club and smashed a chunk of quartz rock on the riverbank.

"What are you staring at?" Liu Zhenhan turned back and scolded the bear man again.

"Wha...what?" Vieri’s eyes almost rolled back into his head from the scolding.

"Let’s go get them! Who can swallow this indignation?" Liu Zhenhan said. He put his fingers to his lips and blew a loud whistle. A large group of militiamen ran over from the bamboo forest, each one holding a shiny object.

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Today is my father’s fiftieth birthday, haha, I have to go home, I can’t write today.