Sure enough, the warriors of the werewolf tribe and the fox tribe came together together. Although there were only fifty or sixty of them in total, their bodies were not very tall, but they had something incomparable to the elves and the alliance.

The buttocks are deeply hidden, and ordinary people cannot detect the strong temperament.

The three of them, Little Fox, Elder Mamaga and Chris, took the lead and walked side by side at the front.

In fact, it’s not like I haven’t thought about it. Perhaps the most important reason why Elder Mamaga was opposed to me and the little fox was that she wanted the little fox and Chris to get together so that the relationship between the two races would become closer.

It's a pity that she has never been the kind of leader who will do whatever it takes to achieve the goal, and the little fox and Chris can't go as she wishes. Chris is in love with Anya, and Tianhu's innate infatuation is doomed for Mamaga.

Even if I have such thoughts, they are purely fictitious and have nothing to do with any real people or events.

"You bad guy, what are you doing?"

When he came back to his senses, he saw the little fox staring at him fiercely.

Facts have proved that every time you meet the little fox, there is an 80% chance of triggering her to show such a fierce and glaring expression. However, knowing her character well, I feel that she does this to cover up her inner shyness and joy.

Her arrogant posture is really cute, so I never planned to protest about it. If one day, this little fox suddenly comes up to her in a coquettish way, whispering coquettishly, and casting flirtatious glances, I will wonder if she is

With some kind of ulterior conspiracy.

"snort!!"

Out of the corner of my eye, I seemed to have secretly caught sight of Arturia and I holding hands. The little fox immediately let out a cold snort, wagging its tail, turned its head and greeted the others without waiting for me to speak.

It's really too much.

Seeing the way I curled my lips, the Smiling Prince probably thought of him and Anya, and patted my shoulder with sadness, as if we were both fallen from the world.

Go, go, who is like you? My little fox is just being arrogant.

On the other side, the alliance and elf soldiers, who were trying to show off their momentum to the orc warriors, were also dumbfounded.

Just like another two-person three-legged team being caught up, he patted his shoulder, gave a thumbs up and smiled heartily: "Hey, comrade, don't you want to have a shot?"

The result was a four-person and five-legged team.

The soldiers of the fox, man and werewolf tribes were also dumbfounded. They were planning to show off their domineering attitude to let these guys know that although our numbers are small, our quality is high and we are not an opponent who can cook whatever you want.

Following closely behind the two tribes of foxes and wolves, the team of the Horadric tribe arrived. The lineup of all mages immediately heightened their momentum. At least in the eyes of civilians, mages should be the wisest and noblest profession, so for Hera

The Dick tribe also looked at him with special awe.

It felt like the different treatment between dozens of white-bone demons and hundreds of migrant workers walking together, which made the soldiers feel particularly uncomfortable. Fortunately, these mages were also led by the naive and innocent little princess of the Horadric tribe.

, joined this multi-player n-football game without any hesitation.

Only the dwarves are left.

Figures of dwarf winter melons appeared in their minds. These people could not help but shrug their shoulders in disappointment and completely gave up their inner thoughts of competition.

I won’t go into details about eating dozens of dwarf winter melons during the last stretch, just think of it as a garlic leaf in the scallion noodles or a piece of cherry tomato next to the steak in sauce.

I secretly complained like this, raised my head, and finally saw the road signs for entering the new area.

From here on, civilians and adventurers will separate and pass through half of the new area through two different passages until they reach the huge Rogge Square that can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.

Think about the past God's Birthday. The streets were crowded with people, tens of thousands, or even more than 100,000 people crowded into a place. You would never expect it, and you would not be happy to encounter it. In order not to give up the civilians, the adventurers

It was so crowded that they had no choice but to fly over the walls and over the trees, on the roofs, everywhere. So on the morning of the God’s birthday, standing on the ground, one could see black shadows coming one after another like a flock of crows.

Passing overhead.

It’s great that Akara remembered this detail and set up two passages.

When I came here, the number of stares around me suddenly decreased, which made me breath a sigh of relief.

Lena, Bea, Little Fox, and Chris all relaxed their serious expressions on their faces and came forward without any scruples.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, look at you, you bad guy, you look so arrogant."

The little fox immediately looked at himself up and down impatiently, and then said what he had already prepared.

Beja nodded desperately in agreement.

"Nonsense, don't you think I've become more handsome?" I glared condescendingly at these two blind women, fluffing up my white robe.

"The change from a caterpillar to a pupa." The little fox looked at me carefully and concluded.

"It's really a subtle change."

I really can't decide whether the caterpillar is cuter or the chrysalis is more handsome, so I can only look at it with a confused expression.

"But sooner or later, it will emerge from the pupa and turn into a beautiful butterfly."

"Are you so naive that you think that anyone who pupates can turn into a butterfly?" The little fox said with a look of contempt.

"That's right, you're a fool, just turn into a frog." Beja agreed from the side.

"You are the fool. You are the fool who got out of the pupa. Go back to the river and freeze the frogs, you fool!" I mercilessly hit Beja on the head with my knife.

"Yes, Beja, it's absolutely impossible to talk about frogs, at least it's better to talk about moths." The knowledgeable Tia kindly helped the idiot elf princess popularize knowledge about insects.

I:"……"

Although the moth is indeed the correct choice, your selfless answer has deeply broken my heart, Dia.

"A moth flies into a flame... That's really a very dazzling existence, isn't it, brother." Lena's weak, boneless hand wrapped around my other arm without anyone noticing.

"Yes, it blooms beautifully at the last moment of death."

"Does brilliance only bloom when you are dead? When you are alive, am you an unknown fool who is easily attracted by the light of fire? Is this me?"

In an unexpected place, I became entangled.

During the conversation, following the flow of people, we finally came to Rogge Square, perhaps it should be called [New Rogge Square].

It really reminds me of [New Rogge Bar] immediately, so there won’t be any problem...

Although it was not the first time I saw it, I was still shocked.

With a structure like the Colosseum in ancient Rome, the central square covers an area of ​​tens of thousands of square meters and is surrounded by a well-proportioned circular platform. From the outside, Rogge Square is several times larger than the largest football stadium in the world.

More than twice as much.

Around the ***, hundreds of stone pillars stand neatly and orderly. The patterns and patterns carved on each stone pillar are different. This is based on my sudden whim, so that each village and each race will represent

Their patterns are carved on the stone pillars, resulting in this number.

The totem stone pillars that inherit the vicissitudes of history of each village, tribe, and even race stand tall around the square in a mysterious magic array. They exude an ancient atmosphere from above, making this newly built square...

It seems as if it suddenly has thousands of years of history and becomes more solemn and vast.

Everything in the square was built up bit by bit with the calloused hands of Rogge civilians and their broad and solid shoulders. It did not rely on the crystallization of technology or the power of magic.

This is an artistic miracle like a pyramid or the Great Wall.

At that time, I also asked Akara, why not use the power of adventurers? In this case, we can save ten times the time and labor.

Akara just smiled calmly and said to me: "If you do that, will the people in the camp remember whose sweat was shed on this?"

At that time, Akara taught me a new truth. Sometimes, the process and the results are not the most important. What is important is the meaning of representation.

"Brother, what are you doing? Sit down quickly."

When I came back to my senses, I discovered that the team had reached the front row facing the square, which was simply the legendary leadership seat.

Everyone else has already taken their seats.

"This kid is already stupid, hahaha."

There was an annoying voice coming from behind. When I looked back, I saw that it was the old drunkard who had arrived first.

Originally, as alliance elders, she and Farah should have followed the team. However, these two guys had already gained a bad reputation and were afraid of losing the alliance's face, so they did not force them to follow.

“How about a five-day and four-night trip to the lumber camp?”

I glared back at her fiercely, and sure enough, the drunkard immediately held his head and started moaning.

It seems that at least during the period when he took power in place of Akara, he was able to firmly grasp the old woman's weaknesses and prevent her from making mistakes.

The high platform that can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people is already more than half full, and there is a steady flow of people pouring in from hundreds of entrances from all directions. Looking at it like this, it is really a sea of ​​heads, and the cold and dry winter has become sweaty.

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To be continued...