Chapter 309: Library

After a while, Moline and Leni appeared outside a manor.
The manor was built very large, with a very obvious Asmunde style. Outside the castle, those purgatory races were lined up in two lines, standing quietly and standing still, daring not to move.
"Welcome to the arrival of several upper-class adults." An inferno creature saw Mo Lin who slowly fell from the high sky, and suddenly his body moved towards Mo Lin, they said.
This purgatory creature has a human-like body, but it looks like a lizard. His head is pointed, and there is a long, strong tail behind his body.
Through the memory of Is, Morin knew that this was a lizardman, an incompetent race in the world of purgatory.
Other purgatory creatures bowed to Moline and saluted them. Moline looked at them carefully and found that these races have very distinctive racial characteristics and are different.
"Okay, Dris, you get up, right, since then, this area is Morin's enclosure." Lenny raised his chin, he looked at the lizard man named Dris, his eyes showed A trace of arrogance.
"Dris, this is Morin."
Morin glanced at Dris and said lightly.
"Master!" Dris knelt on the ground with interest, as did other purgatory creatures.
Morin smiled and was satisfied with the knowledge of Dris. Of course, Dris did not dare to be unfamiliar. The fear of the royal family and the crazy belief in the royal family were deep into the minds of every purgatory creature.
They are no exception.
Morin asked Dris to arrange for a banquet to entertain Lenny and Harman. After the banquet ended, Lenny and Harman left.
It was soon evening, but Morin did not rest, but was thinking about other things.
"I have secretly checked many times, there is no way left here, very good." Morin touched the clean chin, thinking about the results of the inspection of the entire manor in the afternoon, I already had a bottom in my heart.
"So, let me arrange the surroundings first, after all, this is where I will live later."
Mo Lin thought secretly, his eyes narrowed involuntarily, and said: "The world's force, the world's force, I have just arrived in the royal city of Asmundle. The most important thing now is to stand on the heels, not rashly. Ask a lot of sensitive topics. "
"But don't worry about anything. You know, I'm the only two purebreds in the younger generation in Asmundle."
"Come on slowly, I will always get in touch, no hurry."
Morin smiled.
On the second day, Moline went out for breakfast. Dris walked around Moline nonstop, very busy and loyal. He reported all the conditions in this enclosure to Moline, and he seemed very loyal. Several other purgatory creatures were dissatisfied with this, but they didn't dare to say anything about it, after all, Mo Lin was still there.
Morin simply looked at it and asked the chip to scan these things in and put it aside, and he didn't care about anything.
On the contrary, it was Driss. After his saddle, he continued to behave. There must be some intentions. Morin looked at the expressions on the faces of the purgatory creatures next to him, and he almost understood what was going on. There are some other intentions.
"Dris, you'll be responsible for things in the future." Morin took a sip of mushroom soup and said lightly.
"Thank you Master."
Dris lit up and said quickly, he was very excited. Morin said this seems simple, but for him, it has an extraordinary meaning.
Morin gave a soft hum, the expression on his face was faint, his mind was not on this so-called enclosure, then let everything be managed by Dris, if Dris got it right, then it could be, if If it's not good, it doesn't matter, just kill another person to replace him. There are many purgatory creatures here, and there are always one or two purgatory creatures that will handle things.
This is just a trivial matter.
Mo Lin then asked for a lot of precious ores and resources. He engraved a lot of runes and gently integrated those things into the manor castle where he lived.
The whole castle shuddered slightly, then shimmered, but soon calmed down.
"Very well, with the magic circle I engraved, the entire castle will be completely mastered by me, and I will be relieved." Morin nodded with satisfaction, and in the gathering place of Asmundle, he did He was not completely relieved, and with this arrangement, he not only knew the entire castle and put the whole castle under his supervision, but the castle also had a certain defensive ability.
Dris they ran over, with a look of uncertainty on their faces, but they were passed away by Morin's random words.
A few days later, Morin finished finishing and went to the royal city of Asmund.
According to the instructions given by the old elder Haslin to Moline, he will come to the royal city after he settles down in the fief. How about his strength? Afterwards, according to the strength of Mo Lin, he will be systematically improved.
This is the love of several elders, but for Morin, it is optional, after all, he is not a real Asmundle.
Morin disguised it very well, no matter whether it was a strength test or a specific test of physical fitness, no flaws were revealed.
Rumbled, the horse beast stepped on the ground and made a roaring roar.
In front of them, many creatures with strange looks and obvious ethnic characteristics yelled in their mouths, running constantly, and looked abnormally embarrassed.
With a bang, the arrow flew out, and in an instant, an inferno creature screamed, and then fell heavily on the ground.
"Haha, Morin, what do you think, is hunting a very interesting thing?" Lenny laughed while riding on the horse beast.
Morin opened his bow and arrow and aimed at the incessantly running purgatory creature in front of him. His finger slightly loosened, and the arrow flew out immediately, immediately shooting the purgatory creature to death.
"not bad."
Morin slowly lowered his longbow and said with a smile.
Several other Asmundles kept opening their bows and arrows, shooting at Asmonlay who were constantly fleeing. They were shooting at a constant speed, still talking about it from time to time, and they seemed very excited. .
Morin was very indifferent to this, and did not show any sense of anger filled with righteous indignation. This is the world of purgatory. Killing and blood are the eternal theme of this world. The royal family is born above all races and has almost the right to rule. This is the iron rule.
Each Asmon Rai looked at those purgatory creatures with a natural look down, which is the pride of the royal family.
With the of the Asmunds, soon, those creatures that were used as prey to purgatory were killed.
"Haha, yes, it's good to fight today." Lenny retracted the long bow in his hand, and there was a trace of satisfaction on his face.
"By Morin, do you have any plans next?" Lenny asked.
"I want to see it in the library."
Morin whispered that he slowly pulled the bowstring, and as soon as his fingers were loose, he immediately shot a single arrow and shot the last purgatory creature alive.
"Go to the library area, good attention." Lenny shrugged. The other Asmonleys came over on horses and beasts. Lenny simply said a few words to Moline and yelled, running to greet To them.
The Asmunds held a barbecue party, the smoke of the cooking smoke rose, the aroma of the barbecue came over, and everything was so tempting.
After the party, Morin returned to his castle. He took a good night's rest. On the next day, he set off, left his castle, and headed to the royal city of Asmon Rai.
On the way, Morin met some Asmenglei who had already known him, and those Asmonais greeted him, and Molin also smiled and responded.
After a while ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Morin appeared outside a black tower, which was made of black stone, and the stone was cold and smooth, giving a sense of unspeakable coldness.
Moline walked into the black tower, and when he walked in, Moline felt that something had swept over him, but soon, the glance disappeared completely.
"I am Moline, Moline Olsen." Moline walked to a black counter and said towards the people inside.
Inside the counter was a burly, middle-aged man with muscles all over his body. He smelled of alcohol all the time, and he kept burping.
The middle-aged man picked up the wine gourd and took a sip of wine. He glanced at Mo Lin, his eyes full of drunkenness.
"Oh ... Moline ... Moline? Olsen, you need to come to the library, right ... but ... okay."
"Come on, you first register ... register."
The middle-aged man said, grabbing it with a bang, he threw a thick stone-grey book on the counter.