"Gudonggudong..."

"Trolls, are we friends?"

"Of course!" the troll yelled, "Worldhunter, good man! Friend!"

Just when the troll was in a high mood and had the highest favorability towards the witch hunter, Lane gently placed one hand on the troll.

[Subordinate], contract.

Fortunately, I have the habit of accumulating skills and am ready to deal with this kind of emergency.

The skill point quietly erased one, and the experience value jumped down by double digits, and the consumption was no more than a loyal minion or a lady who secretly praised him.

【Minister: Troll Demon

Gender:Horse

Race: Rock Troll

Level: 1

Talent: Barrier

Experience value: 0/1000

Health: 8430/8600

Mana: 500/500

Inventory: Vodka

Skill Bar: Rock Bloodline, Rapid Metabolism, Throwing Advanced, Build Advanced

Mission: None

【Shared minion talent: barriers】

【Barrier: Life limit increased by 50%】

Lann found herself particularly liked this talent that describes it simply and is simple and crude, and has simple and crude effects.

In an instant, he felt that the muscles in his body began to expand, and the blood flow rate suddenly accelerated. The blood vessels rolled inside the blood vessels as if they had turned into huge rocks that were shattered, and they were magnificent.

Take a glance at the system: [Happiness: 4050/4100] → [Happiness: 6100/6150]

Fortunately, this feeling came and went quickly, and then Lann felt that the muscles on her body began to contract and relax again, as if the power that had just been produced was just an illusion.

But Lann knew that his muscle strength had actually increased. Increased health points itself would bring about improvement in physical fitness. His thick blood bar was mostly brought by the previous witch hunter mutation and bloodline awakening. Normal level upgrade only comes with an increase of 100 health points. The sharing of this talent can be said to have increased his physical fitness improvement by nearly twenty levels in one breath.

Lann felt that she could really box with the trolls physically now.

…………

The contract trolls were the result that Lane had planned early in the morning. Even if the trolls and the others agreed to leave with Lane, Lane would still spend his skills to contract.

Although after establishing friendship with trolls, they will become honest and honest. But after all, it is Lane who establishes friendship with them, and it is only Lane. If you take Sintra back, who knows whether the people there will be hurt by some misunderstandings? You must know that no matter how honest the troll is, it is a monster classified into the category of [ogreats] in the picture book.

Therefore, Lane needs to provide insurance to the trolls and raise their relationship from "friends who help each other" to "submission who obeys the rules". It is also convenient for Lane to summon them through [Telection] when he needs them in the future and act as thugs who charge into battle.

After Lann successfully contracted, the troll demon suddenly felt a sense of pride in his heart that he had never felt before.

"The witch hunter, name, tell the troll!"

Lane raised an eyebrow. Indeed, this was the first time he forgot to introduce himself first during the conversation.

"My name is Lane."

It threw away the bottle and shouted to the sky:

"Troll devil, help Lanlan! Territory, don't want it anymore!"

…………

The three-headed trolls were temporarily left by Lann in the hole where the old spearhead lived. Although Visemir was easy to talk, he was not as reasonable as to let the trolls move into Kelmohan.

Lanen made an agreement with the trolls that when they returned to Sintra, they would take them away through Mossak's portal. Before leaving, Lanen left a lot of wine in the cave, enough for them to drink happily.

Back at the castle, the first person I saw was still a small rat-gray whirlwind. He lowered his head, and Xiri rushed into Lan's arms and touched it nervously, worried about whether he was injured.

Looking up, there were smiling Yennefa and Triss by the window. It’s just that the smile on their faces did not mean the same.

The dinner was very timely, and everyone drank and chatted around the stove. Cili flashed with his crystal blue eyes and listened curiously to everyone's hunting during the day, especially when he knew that Lane was planning to take the three-headed trolls back to Sintra.

Lambert drank the glass of wine in one sip and sighed at Lann: "I used to think that only idiots can share the same language with trolls, but I didn't expect that smart people could communicate with trolls, so you opened my eyes."

Xiri felt that the man seemed to be scolding Lane, and immediately glared at him.

Lambert was in a good mood compared to the night before. He laughed and didn't care about the child's emotions at all. He turned to drink at other wolf sect companions.

Mossak and Visemir sat very close, sorting out the newly learned knowledge: "The leader on the head is called the troll, and then the 'big mous' is its spouse. The remaining one is called the 'big mous', which is the daughter. There is indeed a certain social structure between the trolls, and it is monogamous..."

Lane gently patted Cialis on the head and made her turn her eyes back from Lambert and rubbed them hard.

His attention was slightly distracted to Visemir. When the discussion between the two old men came to an end for a while, he suddenly spoke:

"Visermere, I want to tell you something, which is also considered to be asking for your opinion."

The old witch hunter raised his eyebrows and took a scrubbing posture.

Lane patted Xiri's head: "For the next period of time, I want to bring Xiri with me for the time being. We have a marshal who returns and needs to meet Xiri to swear allegiance. I also want to go to Skellig with her to visit our uncle."

The little girl's eyes lit up at that time.
Chapter completed!