Violet and the Thorn Bird

Chapter 29 Meeting the Snake Man

Belle was lying in Gal's arms, and Gal turned over its body, revealing its slightly distended belly.The cub seems to have grown up a bit, and Gal can now feel the weight while holding it, but it still retains the cub's habit of lying on Cal's shoulders or on top of his head.

"You can't digest crystal balls." Gal rubbed its ears. "They will always exist in your stomach. I guess you don't want to try Fanny's erosion potion again. You have to restrain your gluttony baby!"

Belle squinted her eyes and clicked her lips.It stretched its limbs and hugged Gal's arm, and lay in his arms, looking like it was going to sleep.

"I don't have the eyeballs of the thorn bird." Fanny flipped through the medicine box, "This time I can only rely on it to digest it. Gal, you have to make him shut up, it is always eating, I am really afraid that it will eat it next time Get rid of humans."

"That's impossible, it's not as long as your arm." Gall said, "How big can a snotbeast grow? They're not giants. But I really need to keep an eye on it, it's too greedy."

"You should shut up too." Fanny raised her head, "You've already eaten five servings of chicken."

"But I'm hungry." Gal said, "very hungry, super hungry. I feel like my stomach is growing, and my food intake is increasing day by day. Maybe next year I won't be able to support myself with the task reward alone. Am I Should I learn other skills? Like a cook, or a carpenter?"

"You can try to please Borg." Fanny closed the medicine box, "he has the most money, and there are countless gold coins at home, which are all rewards. The high-level tasks we accept every winter are not easy to do, But they all paid off.”

"Autumn here is here, and the cold winter in the northern region is coming soon, but this time we are going to the hinterland." Gray rolled a cigarette, "The winter in the northern region is really going to be freezing cold."

"I want to make a snowman," Gal said. "Is there time to turn around now? Let's go home and come back after the winter. I'm not in a hurry."

"You just stepped on the east-west center line." Bogler stopped his horse and looked ahead, "We have reached the border of Violet in the West."

Purple starts from the barren central line and spreads westward. The towns and buildings in the distance are magnificent. The wide-open city gate connects the northeastern districts and the southern St. Forth, and countless horses and horses circulate here.Violet, which originally only bloomed in spring, blooms here all year round. As the carriage approaches, you can see that the balconies along the streets in the city are filled with various plants.The guests here are dressed in a variety of clothes, and dwarves and elves are very common, because the southeast direction here is next to the deep soldier forest of the dwarves.

The onion ball that the free mercenary group took over from the Valkyrie had been handed over to the temple wizard. In a very unpleasant atmosphere, they decided to stop approaching the Silent Ice Vein.The mission that Gal entrusted was in Shenbing Forest, and they could only turn around and take a detour through Violet if they couldn't pass through the Silent Ice Vein.

"Who is this? Borg?" Gal was caged under the cloak. The mission wall of the Onion Tavern here was too high, which was extremely unfriendly to Gal's height. He could only stand on tiptoe to look at the wanted notice on the wall.

There are three wandering people posted on the wall... no, now it's a warrant for the group of four, and the "tragedy along the Limon Line" has indeed been added to Borg's crime regulations.There are no portraits on the wanted warrant, only images printed from the peeping eyes of the temple. The phantom of the big head can be rotated with the fingertips, allowing adventurers to appreciate the handsome face of the wanted criminal in 360 degrees without blind spots.Both Fanny and Gray showed their faces, and only Gal was a blindfolded phantom.

"Get out of the way." The oversized burly man looked down at Gal and spat, "Short, you're stepping on my foot, you're about to jump away like a flea!"

"Is that so, I'm sorry." Gall stepped aside immediately, watching him push away the crowd, bend over and struggle in the tavern, and said, "He's so tall..."

"Of course, that's a descendant of a giant." Fanny sipped the juice. "Compared to his ancestors, he's like a flea. You're an impolite fellow. You should give him a punch in the waist to make him remember better."

"Don't be such a violent lady." Gal raised his hand from under the cloak and threw away the heavy purse. "He gave us a lot of money. What do you want to eat? Order my lady."

"I want a barrel of ale!" Gray struggled as he was squeezed between the legs. "That's why I hate coming back! There are too many people here!"

"Don't be too complacent." Borg later confiscated Galxin's purse. "Here are the best thieves in the world."

"I'm not afraid." Gal grabbed the purse, "Are you Mom, Borg! I'm an adult, I can keep the gold coins myself!"

"Grown guy." Borg lifted the purse out of his reach. "Watch your belt, they'll even steal your panties."

"Really?!" Gal immediately tugged on the belt with both hands in shock, "Oh my god... my god, I don't want to walk the birds on the street. What are they stealing other people's underwear for? To wear it?"

"Who knows." Borg showed a "guess" expression, "Maybe it's used for other things."

"...these perverts." Gal grabbed his belt and followed Borg closely.

"Why didn't I know that someone was stealing underwear?" Gray poked his head out panting, "I've never heard of it!"

"Shut up." Fanny knocked his head, "If you talk too much, the boss will kill you."

"The highest reward this year is Borg." A pair of elves were wrapped in light leather, with bows and arrows behind their backs, their ears focused, and their faces were even more memorable.

"Obviously the devil." A drunken man pointing to the eye-catching "SSS", "Damn devil, super high-level mission. I heard that Borg took it, I said friends, move quickly, or they will die together What to do, we lost a lot of money."

"Don't be joking," said the elf. "The Borg is no longer burning. He can't beat the Demon King."

"But the devil lost everything." The adventurer carrying the barrel interjected, "He is no longer in the prime of his time in Xia Ge. Besides, I have never heard that a guy whose heart has been taken out can be resurrected, unless it is manipulated by a warlock Puppet. Maybe this demon king is just newly selected by the abyss?"

"Then they should choose Sean." The descendant of the giant sat bowed in the corner of the tavern, his voice was loud, "The reward for Dragon Knight Sean is also frighteningly high."

"Here are the missions you should see." The waitress showed sweet dimples, and she drew the range of "A--S" with her fingertips, "God Ankeli bless you all, A-level missions are not easy to complete. At least one Silver Medal team is needed. As for the ultra-high-level tasks, it should be left to the Gold Medal adults to worry about."

"Talky chick." The alcoholic grumbled, "A silver badge can buy half of your life!"

"Yes." The waitress smiled unchanged, "The tavern can also buy your life."

"This year's Paladins are not strong enough." The two elves turned their attention to the standings, "Randolph was stepped on by Borg again."

"I heard that he also lost the king's unicorn." The adventurers gloated. They always disliked the Paladins. Not at all, just a guy who relies on his family to be arrogant. It's a pity that Richard's reputation as a sword master taught such a student."

"I heard that he was warned by the temple," said the descendant of the giant. "The king took away the family crest of Zoldont to comfort him."

"Because Jodont is long gone." They hissed up and down, "There are only a group of girls left in his family."

"Did that Zolton kid do something wrong?" Gal bit the steaming honey bread and whispered to Borg while sitting among the adventurers, "He protected Randolph, otherwise the king should have a funeral for Randolph .I thought the king would thank him."

"Randolph's sister will not allow him to bear the burden of failure, and she will find a suitable scapegoat for Randolph." Borg just ordered the wine, and his hands under the cloak look beautiful, "Green was still herding sheep when Zordont was shining , the 'integrity' that Jodont believes in has long been incompatible with Green's code of conduct. It is easy to get rid of a family that has fallen to restore Randolph's lost reputation, to be honest."

"But I like him very much." Gal licked the honey, "Although he looked weak, he did block your flames. Speaking of which, do you know where Randolph took the snake man? I asked in the tavern Sometimes they'll just laugh... Your cub is looking for milk again, hold him Borg! It's Honey Belle, not milk!"

"The taste is very fragrant." Borg tilted his head, "It makes me want to taste it too..."

"Thanks," Gal said, "I always smell this good."

"...Honey Bread," Borg finished slowly.

"Okay," Gal stuffed all the bread into his mouth, and said vaguely, "It's kerosene!"

"The question just now, maybe you can try to ask him." Borg raised his finger to the other side of the tavern, where a proud baron was sitting. His beard was shiny and neatly combed into two curls. Not where he attracts attention.

He held the chain in his hand, and a black-haired snake man was tied to the other end.

"Disgusting." Gal stared at him, "disgusting guy."

Gal wiped his hands, stood up, and walked towards the Baron.

"Go away." The baron's guard blocked Gall, "This is not a place for you to approach, shorty, there is no one here to nurse you."

"Don't say that." Gal raised his head and said earnestly, "I'm a hunter, and I'm looking for a job. My lord, you seem to be looking for an adventurer, let's see how I am?"

"I don't need children." The baron glanced at him. "You don't look like an adult yet."

"This is the natural advantage." Gal was quite proud, "I can do any task for you, and the prey will never notice me."

"Sounds more like an assassin." The baron turned his eyes back and landed on Gal's face, with a flash of greed in his eyes, "Or you can do other tasks, you look good. What prey have you captured?"

"There." Gal pointed his thumb in the direction of Borg, "That's my best prey so far."

Borg only showed his nose and chin, but the Baron leaned forward slightly. "He looks better..."

"So how about thinking about it?" Gal rubbed his fingers together, "I just need a little reward."

"You'll have to show me his face," said the Baron. "Make sure it's safe, and I'll hire you."

"That's a beauty that everyone is watching. Watching it here will definitely cause a commotion." Gal said, "Do you have another place? A quiet place."

"Follow me." The baron stood up surrounded by guards.

Gal didn't look at the snake man the whole time.

Borg teases Peer with a sprig of violets, leaning against the door.The ground shook suddenly, and the chair he was sitting on shook.

"Look at your mother." Borg pulled Belle back. "He's so violent."

Gall rolled up his sleeves, and said to the baron who was thrown and vomited blood, "Dude, don't make me repeat the question over and over again! Answer my words! Just one chance! Otherwise I'll break your neck right away! Where did you buy the snake man? ? Answer me, did you hear me? Answer it louder! Louder!"

Belle shrunk her ears.

"He's so cute when he's angry," Borg commented.

The lovely Gal directly picked up the baron's body, and the baron struggled in vain like a chicken cub.

"...Saint...Saint Foss..." the baron said in a thin voice, "Please forgive me, my lord...cough...you want...this one I can give you... Saint Foss has many more... A lot of snake people are being sold."

"Okay, thank you for your cooperation." Gal knocked him unconscious with a punch.

"The Green family is in the business of buying and selling snake people." Borg said, "Snake people are sent from the Magic Forest to the southern part of the kingdom continuously for the entertainment of the nobles."

"I should have broken Randolph's throat that day." Gal turned his head, "Let the Green family die!"

"Okay, let them die," Borg said. "I think you have something to ask him."

Gal turned to the snake man in the corner, and the snake man's gloomy eyes followed Gal's movement, like a poisonous snake preying on it.

"Go away." The snake man made a "hiss" threat, "I will bite your neck off, human."

"Very good." Gal walked around the snake man slowly, raising his hands to show harmlessness, "I won't approach unless it is to unshackle you, it looks strange. I have no malice towards the snake man, I Just wanted to ask you a few questions, if it's convenient."

"Pretentious adventurer." The snake man said clearly.

"Really? Well, I have good eyesight." Gal scratched his hair, "It's a troublesome thing to prove your innocence, but I and the snake people are by no means enemies. In fact, I know you better than yourselves. Of course it doesn't matter ...Are you the only one who was sold here?"

"Don't take me for a fool," said the Snakeman. "Adventurers do a lot of Snakeman business. What do you think I'll tell you? Vile Ravager."

"Just chatting. Your fangs are gone..." Gal looked past his lips and neck, "and you were marked by them."

A rose with thorns climbed under the two-finger-wide shackles on the snake man's neck, and covered the left side of the snake man from the back of his neck. This was the goods mark of the Green family in the East District.

"Yeah, the mark of an East End bitch," Snake Man sneered. "You need to piss like a dog to keep someone else."

"The Greens always do," Gall said. "Excuse me, friend, they're just a pack of sheepdogs. What did they do to you?"

"What did you do?" The snake man raised his voice slightly, staring straight at Gal, "You actually asked me what they did... They did things like wild beasts. They burned the forest, slaughtered the snake man, and even Gang raped our boys and girls. The Greens filled their whorehouses in St. Vers with snakemen, and the maggots in the sewers are freer than we are! Don't even try to distance yourself Adventurers! You wander the wilderness, catching The escaped Snakeman sold them again to the Greens." He leaned forward, "You're making a fortune out of it, dancing around like fools! What more do you want to know? Go and lick your Green father! They know best!"

His hatred was so clear, it could even be reflected in Gal's eyes.He was chained, glaring at Garl, hatred and hatred almost burying him.

Gall stared at him in silence for a moment, then raised his hand and knocked him out.