Lord of the Scourge: Become the Demon Archduke In the Beginning

"The bloodline mage's spells are inherited from the bloodline, and some mages will indeed get more spells from the bloodline as their level increases or time goes by."

"This kobold spellcaster can release three-ring spells. His talent is not bad, and he has a certain value."

Fianna's cool voice sounded like a natural sound to Sim Claw, and he was instantly grateful for her.

Then he looked at Lauren pitifully, fearing that he would be executed immediately if he heard from the tyrant again.

Lauren's face was indifferent, but there was a little amused in his heart.

All races have their weaknesses, and the kobolds' weakness is that they have never been a strong-minded race.

The savage is not afraid of death, and would rather die than surrender.

But to kobolds, death is an unacceptable nightmare.

So the strategy against kobolds naturally does not need to be as complicated as against barbarians.

One sang bad face and the other sang bad face, which directly defeated this guy's mind.

What's more, there is also the power of the system mixed in it.

"Sim Claw, how many spells do you know now? How many times can you cast them?"

"My lord, two!

A second-level spell—Big Fireball,

A three-ring spell—bloodthirsty thaumaturgy.

I can unleash three large fireballs, one bloodthirsty thaumaturgy..."

"Are you sure there are still unacquired spells in your blood?"

The light tone put a lot of pressure on Sim, but he also saw that Lauren's tone seemed to be loose, so he said hastily.

"Yes, great lord, I can feel that there is still power that has not been awakened, and I will definitely be able to awaken the new spell!

I am willing to serve you with my soul and become your most capable subordinate! ! "

Lauren glanced at him.

"You are still a smart person, I will give you a chance, now let all the captured kobolds kneel down to serve me, and prove to me your ability and value.

The Gray Eagle Territory has never needed trash, the weak are not qualified to be my subordinates. "

Sim Claw has a special fetter—Kobold Blood Mage. When the number of Kobolds around exceeds 100, the mana recovery speed increases by 30%, and the spell power increases by 20%.

This fetter can only be activated with the Kobold.

In addition, Gray Eagle's territory is still in ruins, requiring a lot of manpower.

So he intends to subdue these kobolds and let them dedicate everything to the Gray Eagle territory.

Prisoners from the war are better than those bought with money, at least they don't cost money, and they won't feel bad when they die.

Sim, who thought that he gained life through hard work, was quite excited at this time.

"My lord, I am willing!

These damned bastards, only surrender to you is the real destination! Great you are long overdue to rule the Claw Clan!

Whoever dares to disobey, I will let them taste the magic immediately! "

Sim Claw gnashed his teeth and growled.

In his opinion, he has obtained the power bestowed by God, and has already become a high-level kobold, which is not comparable to those lowly kobolds!

So scolding is especially fun.

The corners of Lauren's mouth twitched when he heard that, this idiot is also top-notch.

I don't feel good about it.

"I'll only give you ten minutes. If you can't prove your worth, I'll have you hanged on a tree fork..."

Without further nonsense, he turned and returned to the carriage.

Only the barbarian chief Yas and a group of 1.9-meter-tall barbarians with bad faces were left looking at Sim coldly.

Sim almost peed in fright.

If he made any resistance, these damn barbarians would tear him to pieces in the next second.

Only now did he realize,

It turns out that the tyrant's side is the safest.

He didn't dare to hesitate at the moment, stepped forward tremblingly, and began to reprimand those kobolds who were tied up with ropes...

In the carriage.

Fianna looked at this handsome young man who had undergone an earth-shaking change with a complicated expression.

Asked the biggest doubt in my heart.

"Roren, why have you changed so much recently?"

Lauren looked away from the car window, turned to look at the girl beside her, and smiled.

"because of you......"

Fianna's heart trembled, her face flushed instantly.

Feeling ashamed and annoyed, you bastard! ! How dare you talk to her like that! !

Just when he was about to get angry, Lauren spit out the second half of the sentence quietly.

"Because after you entered the room with the five hundred thousand pukes, I recognized myself, regained the pride of the descendants of the Bauhinia family, and began to try to look at the problem in a different way and way of thinking... ..

So far, it seems to be a success. "

After speaking, he winked at her.

What are you gasping for? ?

After several times of chest ups and downs, Fianna still didn't recover, she snorted coldly and turned her head to look out of the car, not wanting to see this increasingly nasty guy again.

Lauren laughed, but didn't say anything else, and continued to secretly observe Sim Claw's actions through the glass window.

With Yas, the barbarian chieftain, he was not worried that the other party would run away.

I don't know what Sim Claw said to those kobolds, and soon those kobolds stood up tremblingly one by one, and under the leadership of the other party, they came to Lauren's carriage and knelt on their knees land.

"The great lord, Claw Tribe Sim Claw, lead all the kobolds to surrender to you, and request to join the Gray Eagle territory and become your most loyal servant."

The barbarian chief Yas, who was stronger than a calf, looked at these spineless kobolds and curled his lips in disdain.

According to his idea, except for the caster who can stay, all other kobolds should be hanged.

Savages disdain the company of trash.

"Ding~ Chief Kobold—Sim Claw led the Claw tribe to seek refuge with you, do you accept it?"

After hearing the system prompt, Lauren chose to accept, but he didn't even get out of the carriage.

Looking through the transparent glass windows, overlooking the crowd.

"Ath, divide the barbarians and kobolds into ten groups equally, a group of barbarians manage a group of kobolds, and the kobold mages are under your personal supervision.

After organizing the team, immediately set off to return to the territory. "

"Sim Claw, take care of these kobolds.

If there is unrest among the kobolds, I will hold you accountable directly, don't let me down. "

Hearing Lauren's words, Sim immediately showed a look of ecstasy, and his life was finally saved.

"Thank you for your kindness, great master!!"

After standing up, he looked at the kobold with low morale.

"You lowly idiots!! Whoever dares to resist the lord, I will kill him with my own magic!"

The remaining kobolds wailed and did not dare to refute.

Sim is the spokesperson of the gods, and his status in the Claw tribe is comparable to that of the gods. Who dares to resist...

After the kobolds were scattered and put under the care of the barbarians, they were doomed to fail.

The team quickly resumed their journey.

The more than thirty seriously injured barbarians were carried by the carriage together with the human slaves, and those who could not fit in the carriage were used as temporary stretchers for the kobolds to carry away.

It is worth mentioning that after subduing the kobolds, instead of slowing down the convoy's journey, these guys with sensitive noses can smell the enemy's scent, avoiding a lot of trouble in advance, and greatly increasing the speed of the convoy.

The evening of the fourth day after leaving Decker City.

April 11th.

Lauren finally returned to Gray Eagle territory with the team.

This is completely his territory.

Looking at the city wall in the distance, Lauren's dark and deep eyes showed some emotions that were difficult for outsiders to understand.

Here, will be the starting point of everything.

The future will bloom here.