Lord of the Light

Chapter 183: It's Not Easy to Catch Murloc

Resist?Hancock couldn't resist at all. He didn't say that he was shackled. If he was really lucky to knock down these two dragons, would he be able to escape the layers of defense there?

In order to protect the two younger sisters behind her, the girl in red resisted the humiliation in her heart, picked up the red wine bottle and poured the wine into Roy's glass!

"Hurry up, humble stuff!" Saint Garbatia scolded Hancock angrily, scared that the bottle in her hand almost fell to the ground, and then anxiously asked Roy: "Hurry up Say, myfriend!"

"Heh..." Roy waved to Hancock to indicate that it was okay, and then continued to the Tianlongren with a runny nose: "As a Tianlongren, you should agree to it and promise them the same treatment as ordinary joining the kingdom. Those royal families in Human Island absolutely can't wait to bring their ideas here, when the time comes..."

Roy did not go on, but Saint Garbatia knew what Roy meant, no matter how stupid he was, and suddenly said: "A good move, a good move. In this way, they will bring a large number of people to Marigioa. , And then when I go back, I will send someone to take them down, so that I can replenish the slaves in one go, right?"

"Hahaha, of course, isn't this the fastest way to get things?" Roy smiled purely.

He wants to completely smash the fisherman island and still count on the idea of ​​the world government and navy, and then try to find a way to control the fisherman island!

Let the fisherman island use it for yourself, just take advantage of this guy with a runny nose!

On the road to equality for all, sacrifice is inevitable!

The three girls on the other side clenched their fists secretly when they heard this. Although they were pirates and were not qualified to comment, this approach was simply a devil!

Use the trust that Murloc Island has in the world government and then capture them back as slaves?

Of course, who is to blame?Poor people must be hateful!Who makes them even dare to trust the world government!And so cowardly...

At this time, Saint Galbadia frowned again and said: "But how long will the World Conference take? The next one will take three months? I really can't wait that long!"

"Oh, isn't it? There is a better way!" Roy laughed again, in that case, go ahead and fuck you!

"Oh? To be specific, myfriend!" Saint Garbatija was excited!

"That is to send a special envoy to the murloc island, agree to them to live on land, let them negotiate in advance, set up an ambush, and catch the murlocs and mermaids in one breath!" Roy gave a very direct Suggestions!

And it was this thoughtless suggestion that made Saint Galbatia applaud, "Great, myfriend, I will ask someone to prepare!"

After speaking, Saint Galbatia got up and left the garden eagerly. Half of the walkway turned his back to Roy and said, "You can use the three slaves first, and you can ask me again after you die!"

"Ah...that's really, I can't be thankful enough!" Roy said with squinting eyes, scared that the three girls of Hancock trembled. The Denon was not "just the devil", even the devil is more merciful than them. !

"Come on!"

After Saint Garbatia left, Roy called out and called the bodyguard over!

"Master Epteheimer, is there anything wrong?" Some of the black bodyguards who brought the three girls came quickly, and Doroi asked for instructions.

Roy puts his feet on the table, but he is now a 30-year-old man with glasses with beard and scum. He has no original chic posture at all: "These three slaves are called what name?"

The three girls in red were shocked. Since being trafficked, they have been trying to hide their names. In order to keep their identities from being exposed, they firmly believe that one day they will be able to escape!

"My lord, slaves don't have the right to have names! You can call them whatever you want!"

"Oh……"

Roy looked at the three girls with a smile, but found that they were bowing their heads, and a glimmer of joy flashed in their eyes. In all likelihood, they were happy because they avoided the name.

"Untie their chains!" Roy ordered again.

The bodyguard was taken aback, and said with a little worry: "My lord, these three slaves were originally pirates and have good combat effectiveness. If you rushed to untie their handcuffs, my lord, would it be too dangerous!"

"Do you want to die? Didn't you hear what I said?" Roy entered the role in the play and said coldly!

The bodyguard hurriedly lowered his head, took out a key from his suit pocket, unfastened the handcuffs of the three women, and then said: "My lord, if there is any danger, please sound the siren next to them immediately, or bring them [ Collar]!"

The so-called collar is the kind that is used by human traffickers in the Chambord Islands to wrap around the neck of a commodity to control explosions.

If there is this, slaves will never resist.

Roy did not answer the bodyguard's words, got up and walked into the palace where he belonged, turned his back to the three women and said, "Follow me!"

The three women observed almost five people one step at a time, guarding the extremely tightly guarded palace corridors. Such tight guards made them unhappy even if the handcuffs were removed.

When Roy walked to the front of his palace, the guards at the door hurriedly opened the palace door. When they saw that the three girls in red had no shackles on their hands, feet, or necks, they couldn't help but say what they were just now. Like a bodyguard, "My lord, those three slaves won't..."

"Shut up, this is Marigio!" Roy could not enter the palace, and the three girls had no choice but to follow.

The guards looked at each other and saw that there were three women who were only thirteen or fourteen years old. It must have been impossible, and just as Eptheimer said, this is Marigio!

When Roy sat on the chair made of precious animal fur and inlaid with rubies as usual, the three girls on the opposite side were silent. The black-haired girl in the lead stood two taller than her. In front of the two taller girls, although they were terrified, they swept their gazes.

Roy leaned Erlang's legs, folded his hands on his knees, keeping the gentle smile that the middle-aged uncle should have, and asked, "What's your name? Girls?"

"Hey?"

The red-clothed girl was full of dust, her face was a little dirty, and she was puzzled, only to hear Roy asked again, "You speak first!"

The girl in red clenched her teeth and glanced at the two younger sisters behind her from the spectacles, and a few words popped between her teeth: "I, we don't have a name!"

Generally speaking, the Tianlong people will not ask the slave's name at all. A slave is a slave without a name.

Roy made a look of serious thinking: "Where did you look at this dress?"

The girl was full of consternation, only to hear Roy say again: "It's just like a pirate group made up of women!"

"Aha!"

The girl in red, who was still stubborn, screamed and collapsed on the ground. Then she was afraid that her clothes would recognize her and be guessed of her identity. She wrapped her body with a white cloak on her back, and the two behind her were orange and orange. The little girl with hair trembled more than before!

"Sure enough, the three of you..."

(End of this chapter)