Chapter 33 The First Follower

"I'm not a slave trader!"

The captives tied up their hands made unwilling protests.

Bang! He got a response immediately - a whip that was thrusting hard on his body.

"The same goes for the accomplices!"

The young magician wisely shut his mouth, and with the burly beasts surrounded by bad-looking beasts, he was as weak as a little quail, without any chance to seek justice.

"Why didn't you kill him?" Leon asked Elder Monstein in confusion. If it weren't for his stop, the mage would have turned into a headless corpse on the ground.

This sneak attack broke out suddenly and ended quickly.

Under the careful planning of Leon, the soldiers of the Crazy Hammer Tribe quickly won the first battle after the construction of a new camp. Not only did it go unscathed, but also seized a large amount of supplies.

The big trap behind the village gate is the biggest contributor to this battle. When Leon designed it, he was to prepare to surprise the enemies who would score in the future.

With eight meters horizontally and six meters vertically, a depth of more than five meters, plus seventy wooden stakes at the bottom that have been sharply cut, this death trap is covered and supported by thick wooden boards, and a layer of soil is laid on it, which can withstand a large amount of weight. Uninformed people cannot notice it when they walk on it.

The mechanism that controls the trap is in the stone house on the right. As long as the enemy enters the trap area, the person in the stone house pulls the rope and moves the support, and the wooden board is instantly turned down, and the enemy above will be in trouble.

Unexpectedly, it had not yet received a counterattack from the goblins, but let the slave traders who came to the door enjoy it first.

In order to prevent the enemy who fell into the pit from escaping, Leon ambushed dozens of soldiers on the stone wall and prepared a heavy drop of rocks.

As long as the enemy falls into a trap, no matter whether they die or not, a huge rock will be smashed to completely bury it.

This trap is actually very simple. If the two warriors of the slave trade team are careful and vigilant enough, they will not have a chance to escape, but they are careless and will eventually get their lives.

Losing two main warriors, the remaining guards were not opponents of the bears and hammers, and none of them could escape the attack of the shuttle guns and tomahawks, and the army was wiped out!

The only one who survived was Aklan, the mage who accompanied the team.

"I haven't seen a magician of the human race in many years..." Elder Monstein smiled, his eyes flashing with a wise light: "It's more useful to keep him than to kill him."

"This young mage has good strength and is very agile, but his equipment is a bit poor."

"But he is an accomplice of the slave trader, and staying in the tribe is a threat!" Leon frowned.

"I really don't know they are here to sell slaves!" The young mage captor yelled: "They just told me that they were joining the caravan and doing normal trade with the goblins. I have never done slave trafficking before!"

"I can trust you..." Elder Monstein smiled.

His old face wrinkled, looking like an old fox that had lived for hundreds of years: "But you can only survive if you become a follower of Thunder."

"Make a vow with your soul! Young man, this is your only chance!"

"Follower..." A handsome face of Akran turned into a bitter face, and he let out an unwilling whine: "He is a beast clan, and I am a magician of the human clan!"

The human mage is a follower of the beast warriors. It’s so funny to say it out. Yes, Leon is not even a warrior!

Leon picked up the battle axe with a grim smile, and the cold light flashing of the axe blade immediately made the mage make a decision.

"Okay, okay! I'm willing to make an oath with my soul!"

"I, Akran Sain, here I vow to honor Leon as the chief and to glorify me..."

The long oath fluttered with the wind. At this late autumn sunset and dusk, Leon had his first follower and was also a human magician.

No matter how helpless the young Akran was at this moment, his fate completely changed and he shone with dazzling brilliance in the future.

After Akran made an oath, Elder Monstein let someone loosen the rope that bound his hands and returned the staff to him.

"Elder, what do followers do?" Leon caught Sho and asked Elder Monstein.

On the Glorious Continent, some warriors, warriors and even knight mages choose to follow a strong man and fight for him out of the need to admire, survive or improve their strength.

Becoming a follower is a very serious matter. Once you make a vow, you cannot leave at will. You are the retainer of the follower and have multiple identities of entourage and entourage.

A strong man often has multiple followers, and the benefits are obvious. For example, if he is surrounded by several loyal followers, he may not become a prisoner.

In fact, it is just a little brother who is struggling to move forward with all his might! Leon immediately understood and looked at Aklan's eyes suddenly became much more friendly.

"I will cover you in the future. Don't be sad. I don't know about others..." Leon patted his chest and said, "As long as you do things with your heart, I will never treat you badly!"

Lao Lei was not a whisper. He brought three staffs and a small wooden box containing magic crystals: "Pick one of them in each case!"

These three staffs were seized by Leon in the battle with the enemy, and they have never been sold. They are now just for favors.

He heard from Elder Monstein that magic crystals are very useful to all spell casters, and are even indispensable. It should be more appropriate to take them out and buy people's hearts.

Seeing three different staffs and colorful magic crystals covering the bottom of the box, Aklan's eyes bulged out: "Come to choose?"

"Nonsense!" Leon said impatiently.

After confirming that Leon was not a joke, Akran snatched a staff with lightning speed.

The mage's vision is not bad at all. He picked out the staff used by the goblin witch, and it is also the best of the three staffs.

However, dozens of magic crystals made Akran look dazzled. He picked up this and couldn't bear to leave that, and he wanted to pack all the magic crystals away.

Under the urging of Leon, he finally chose a fiery red magic crystal.

"Thank you sir!" The young mage saluted Leon gracefully to express his gratitude. Not everyone will be so generous.

If loyalty is calculated at 100 points, then when Akran's loyalty to Leon was only at least ten points when he made the oath, it will now surge to thirty points.

Maybe it's good to follow him... The mage thought comfortingly.

"Don't call me lord in the future. It sounds awkward. Call me... Boss!" Leon waved his hand and asked curiously: "Akran, aren't your human magicians very high in status? Why do you get mixed up like this?"

When it comes to this, it really hits Akran's sore spot.

Akran is the illegitimate son of a small manor in the suburbs of Faril. Sadly, his selfish and mean father has many children. So when the father died of illness, Akran, who had not yet grown up, was kicked out of the house by those children.

When he left, he only had three gold coins.

Fortunately, a wandering magician discovered the magical talent he possessed and introduced him to the Magic Academy in Faril City to study.

Akran, who seized the opportunity of fate, studied very hard, but the path of magic cannot be kept moving forward by just working hard. The books, scrolls, materials and various equipment that need to be purchased for learning magic all cost a lot of money.

Although the college has certain allowances, it is good for Akran to use it to support his life. He is unwilling to sign a contract for selling his body with a certain family. He has no money and no power, so his life in the college is very difficult.

Later, he offended a powerful child for one incident and was swept out by the academy.

Fortunately, at this time, Akran was already a second-level magic apprentice. With his skillful primary magic and handsome appearance, he was doing pretty well in Faril City.

Using the money obtained from hooking up with the lonely lady, he finally advanced to level 3 and became a magician.

But at this time, the God of Fate joked again to Akran. His affair with a certain bauble was exposed, so he was chased and forced to join the Tatsoer family's Far-looking Merchant Group for protection.

His first mission was to follow the caravan into the Howling Forest to trade with the goblins.

Tsk tsk! After listening to the story of his first follower, Leon couldn't help but shed tears of sympathy for him - it's unheard of that magician who lives by being a cowherd!

"Okay! You can stay here to practice your magic in the future..." Leon patted his shoulder and said, "But there are no women here. If you can't help but masturbate yourself!"

What does masturbation mean? Akran nodded with a confused look on his face.

Leon ignored this down-and-out mage and rushed to count the gains this time.

Yuanwang Merchant Group is definitely a commendable charity. Its slave caravan has sent nearly forty gray camels full of goods to the Mad Hammer Tribe!

With seventy or eighty thousand pounds of food, hundreds of living and farming tools, dozens of weapons and bows, and a batch of exquisitely made daily necessities, Leon probably could not get all the goods without thousands of gold coins.

With so much food, the basic reserves for the Crazy Hammer Tribe during the winter are almost the same, and the tools and weapons have improved the tribe's strength. As for those exquisite utensils and utensils, Leon is probably purchased by the Goblin Tribe to offer to the elves.

In addition to these goods, nearly thirty intact gray camels are also a considerable asset.

Such good things come more, the better!

Leon thought greedily.
Chapter completed!