Vol 2 Chapter 641: Mama's little abacus

"Cersei, do we have to provoke these Cyris people?" James frowned and looked at the dejected pirate below. No one wanted to venture into the jungle anymore.
In the last two hours, one hundred and twenty elite pirates entered the forest, and only seventeen came back alive.
Although it was known before that this small battle group dominated by Cyris had high combat effectiveness and was an elite organization of all extraordinary people, the loss still exceeded James' expectations.
James knew very well that Mama did not pay attention to the previous provocations of the little battle group. The only reason why he brought the fleet to besiege is to bet that the strange thing that can change the world is Real.
She wanted to try if she had a chance to get in.
"Jaime, I don't want to explain anything to you anymore. If you don't understand, just listen to my orders." Cersei Lannister said coldly, "Tell the idiots, be the first to find the other camp. People, five hundred gold coins, ten slaves."
"The Serris people have been gaining momentum in recent years. Even the Witch King is unwilling to provoke them. Do we have to be the first bird?" James looked at his sister with some confusion, her eyes burning with famous For the flame of ambition, her heart was filled with the desire for power, but her mind was calm and terrible.
"The world is about to change, James, we have to seize the opportunity and strive not to be drowned in the sea by the wave." Cersei Lannister looked into the distance: "In Game of Thrones, you are not a winner. There is only a dead end, no middle ground."
Under the great reward, there must be a brave husband, and Mama has brought up the team, she herself knows this bunch of best.
On Treasure Island, she relied on the Lannister family's heritage to build a city of pirates. There was no law and no rules. Everything there was built on the basis of power and power.
As long as you have the ability, you can enjoy everything.
The money earned by the pirates desperately every day, with the effort of changing hands, flows back into the bowl of the Lannister family.
So Mama is not afraid to spend money, every penny spent will be squeezed back ten times from the pirate.
Nearly eighty pirates roared into the forest again, and this time there were more than a dozen extraordinary people leading the team.
"Take a good rest James. At dawn tomorrow, you will set out with our people." Mama's voice appeared behind James: "These people are enough for them to toss tonight."
James Lannis nodded his head. He has always been used to following Cersei's orders, and this time is no exception. Since Cersei has made up his mind to intervene in this matter, he will fully support her.
Behind Yang Yuefan, every step of the black armored warrior was exactly as measured. This is the behavior and habit of most new Chinese soldiers.
Discipline and order have become their instinct.
"Did you discuss what results?" Druid Grigan felt uncomfortable when he saw this cunning New Huaxia, it felt like he had been seen through.
"We plan to teach the pirates a lesson here, and then grab a boat from them and set off to Wangxiang City." Yang Yuefan looked at Gregan with a smile: "I need your help."
"We are already busy with the chaos leftovers in the forest. If there is nothing else, I plan to leave here today." The old druid said seriously: "We don't want to blend into humans and humans. In the dispute between us, whether the other party is good or evil, it has nothing to do with us."
"This is related to whether we can go to Wangxiang City smoothly, and whether we can find City Lord Li's daughter smoothly." Yang Yuefan kept smiling and firmly took down the old druid.
"What kind of help do you need?" Gregan sighed, "That's just an obsession of me for many years. Don't think about how much I will pay."
"It's just a small favor. I want your murloc apprentice to help us lead the way in the water." Yang Yuefan said poorly.
"It's that simple?" The old druid looked at Yang Yuefan suspiciously, not sure if this kid had other conspiracies.
"It's that simple!" Yang Yuefan patted his chest and promised: "If he can call that dragon shark back, it will be even more perfect."
"In any case, I will take them out of here early tomorrow morning." The old druid thought about it, and finally let go: "The inside of the tree of herd is very repulsive to the battle between humans, so I absolutely cannot Blend in."
"He will be waiting for you at the beach tonight. Don't expect my apprentice to help you fight!" Gregan said vigilantly: "Also, Harna's safety is left to you. We must ensure her safety! "
"One night is enough. You can retreat in peace tomorrow morning~EbookFREE.me~Yang Yuefan nodded: "Miss Centaur, we promise, as long as the retribution team is not dead, she will definitely not Will suffer any harm. "
The old druid frowned and looked at Yang Yuefan and the black armored warrior behind him for a long time, and finally sighed without saying anything.
Gregan didn't know what Master Gast's intention was to entrust Horna to these Cyrisians. He felt that in the Far South, in the current situation, he shouldn't stand so fast.
Although he has a lot of affection for Seris, and emotionally he has a good impression of the Retribution, but reason tells him that in the Far South Continent, if the druids want to stand firm in the future turmoil, it is best to fight with the old. For mainlanders, the most important thing is for people in the church to build a good relationship.
Thinking that in the past few hundred years, there has never been a legendary transcendent in the druid line, Gregan sighed again.
Even with the extremely long life span of the druid, this is a long time. As the legendary druids of the older generation get older, the peak is not there, but the next generation is dead.
The high-level power is so severely lacking that the entire Druid line can't stand up. If it weren't for its irreplaceable role in dealing with chaotic pollution, I'm afraid their life would have been difficult for a long time.
Compared to these vigorous Serriss, Gregan felt that the druids were a bit too conservative.
Looking at the confident Yang Yuefan and the demon hunter immersed in [Meditation] in the distance, the old druid deeply felt the sense of the times of the alternation of the old and the new.
Young is good. When I was young, I was also...
After carefully recalling it, Gregan was a little depressed and determined that when he was young, he couldn't compare with these people, neither in terms of strength nor the ability to cause trouble.