Chapter two hundred and sixty-six, the high priest of the hedgehog

The pull of the Cold Nebula made Isriel even more cantankerous, shouting at the Cold Nebula: "What! Are you afraid! Don't you want to get rid of those evil necromancers? Didn't you promise to get rid of all the necromancers in the world with me? "

The frost mist, sitting nearby, was awestruck by the agreement between Isriel and the Cold Nebula.

Cold Nebula helpless rolled his eyes, depressed said: "How do not want to, this is not to go together just good! "

Seeing the cold Nebula and Isriel about to quarrel, frost fog quickly stood up and said, "don't be so urgent. I've trapped them with the boundary. Lord Cold Nebula and all of you have come a long way. We'd better get ready before we set off... "

"Yes... yes... at least after dinner... can't fight master Shiryō on an empty stomach... " said Cluck

When she heard Cluck talking about eating, Isreal's stomach gave a very cooperative ring, and Isreal had no choice but to say: "then eat quickly! "

Though he was no longer in his native city, and the tribe was in a state of panic, the quality of Cluck's feast was excellent, as was the variety of delicious roast meat and fruit, but there was only one small bottle of cider on each table, a slap-sized one that would not have sufficed for Isreal to use as mouthwash.

However, there is nothing we can do about it. Although the wine is soft and soft in the mouth, there is still some energy after that. If you drink too much now, when we get into the lion's den to fight Shiryō, it's not gonNA be easy.

Just then, outside the temporary living room that served as the council chamber, a lion soldier appeared.

"Lord Cluck, there are some hedgehogs outside, calling themselves Lord Donald, Shaman of the Hedgehog tribe of Nanxi, " said the young lion soldier to Cluck, standing at the door

"Oh? " When he heard the little lion soldier say that a Hedgehog Shaman named Donald had come to visit him, Cluck said, "Oh! " And immediately stood up and said to the Little Lion Soldier, "I'll go and meet him! " He motioned to frost and cold Nebula and hurried out.

Watching Cluck rush out of the House, "Lord Frost, who is this hedgehog named Donald? " Isreal asked froggy, somewhat puzzled. "Is he the Shaman of the Hedgehog tribe, whom the Lord of Clarke City had sent to subdue the monsters? "

The frost slowly shook its head, "Well... I don't know exactly, " he said. "But just now, Lord Cluck found a tribe of hedgehogs that had been slaughtered by master Shiryō. Shouldn't there be any more shamans here? "

After hearing Frost's reply, Isriel rolled her eyes, and suddenly, with a slight curl of her mouth, said with a sneer, "it seems that this Shaman named Donald is here to make a sale... "

"buying and selling? " frost-fog said with a knowing smile as he took in what Isreal was saying, "This beautiful huntress is really interesting, we dark elves to master Shiryō without charge, how come the sale. "

Frost mist smiled at this thought and said, "This lady isriel is wrong. It is our duty as dark elves to subdue master Shiryō. We are not allowed to accept money. If Donald the Shaman comes with his hedgehog clan, he might be able to help us."

Isreal shook her head and said, "what's the expense? It's the legacy that counts! "! Legacy! There's only one Shiryō in the lion's den, and even if he could amass a fortune, how much could he amass? And the two monsters estimated that even the gold coin is what do not know, this legacy, ha ha I see we both not enough of it, now come a wave Hedgehog, to the three-party share this bit of heritage... ... This is a boring war."

After hearing her complaints, frostfog now understood why she was so upset at the news of another wave of Hedgehog Shamans, worried that Shiryō's inheritance wasn't enough... Well, it seems that this lady Isreal has seen it all before, a Shiryō and a combination of two ogres ...... Well, it looks like I've got a lot of work to do.

When Isriel saw the frost, he said nothing, then he opened his mouth and said to the Cold Nebula beside him, "my dear, let's go out and have a look. Now, the master of Clarke City is a very ill man, and he may, just to be on the safe side, have agreed to let the Hedgehog Shamans join him. We must go and stop them. " Reaching for the Cold Nebula, he made his way to the door.

Seeing that his side was already standing up, and that Celta was no longer sitting there, he got up and walked out behind the others.

Frost fog also rushed to follow out, but not because of the legacy of the matter, he is worried about this outspoken huntress and the long distance from the Hedgehog Shamans what conflict, after all, their third party people, it was possible to mediate between them, so he hurried to follow them out.

Less than a minute after Cluck had left, one by one the people in the hall began to leave, leaving the already crowded hall with only Cluck's three men, the lion generals didn't dare to leave without Cluck's permission, but they were the only ones in the room, and after some confusion, the lion generals couldn't help themselves, he got up and left the drawing-room and went out the door.

When Isreal pulls cold Nebula and the others into the courtyard of the house, he sees a stern faced old hedgehog with five lean little hedgehogs talking to Cluck.

These hedgehogs are very small, looks like a ten-year-old human body, sharp-mouthed monkey gills, a look like other orcs so powerful and lovely.

The tall Cluck would have to stoop and look awkward to say a few respectful words to the Shaman, Donald.

Cluck must have agreed to let the Hedgehog Shamans join him, but there was nothing he could do about it, she knew, looking at the smiling face of Cluck, bent over and still holding his hand, cLUCK is out of his mind. One more person, one more power. That's what he must be thinking.

At this thought Isreal drew the cold Nebula over to Cluck and Donald, and said to Lord Cluck, "Lord Cluck, you have given your consent? "

Cluck was a little embarrassed, too, to hear her ask, red With an old face began to say: "Uh... ". ... Yes, Miss Israel, in case you haven't noticed, this Donald is the distant cousin of the Hedgehog Shaman I had brought here to vanquish the monsters . The Shaman and her tribe were killed by these monsters, and Donald had come to avenge his cousin's death ...... I really have no reason to refuse."

As she looked at Cluck's innocent face, she looked as if she were about to say something, only to be stopped by the cold nebula she had brought with her, the Cold Nebula opened his mouth and said to Cluck and Donald, "since the Donald Shaman is here to avenge his cousin's death, we should let the Donald Shaman join us, right? " The Cold Nebula said, and she made a sign with her eyes.

When she saw the cold Nebula's eyes on her, she melted and went from being a tough guy to a good girl, nodding her head at the cold Nebula, she seemed to agree with everything cold Nebula said.

Following the frost that came up at the end of the procession, seeing that cold Nebula had agreed to let Donald join the crusade against the Shiryō Mages, he finally let out a sigh of relief, "Sir Cold Nebula really sensible, this time it seems that I worry about. "

Frost had just breathed a sigh of relief that cold Nebula had promised Donald to join the crusade against the Magi of Shiryō, when he heard Donald, on the other side, raise up his pointed, bearded chin, "I think this fairy must be mistaken, this is between our hedgehog tribe and the two monsters, hum hum, do not trouble outsiders to fight. "

When Donald burst in and said this, the crowd froze, frost fog in particular. It was not that he had failed to stop the outspoken Isriel that confused frosty. There wasn't much going on with Israel, but there was a real sense of hopelessness about Donald.

"What? What did you say? You want to eat alone? Hey! Old Hedgehog! Don't you know the rules? We've already settled on the Shiryō of the Lionheart, what's your sudden intervention?"when Israel heard Donald's idea of going into the lionheart alone to subdue Shiryō, it exploded, broke free of the Cold Nebula, and yelled at Donald.

Donald was, after all, a tribal shaman, too much of a man, a little too proud, but still a little too well mannered, and although his tone was a little harsh, he did not quarrel with Israel, instead, he continued in that cold tone, "the Shiryō of the lionskeep has nothing to do with us, but the monsters have massacred the entire clan of my cousins, and they are sworn enemies of my family of hedgehogs, and I, Donald, will kill them myself today to avenge my cousins! "! As for the NECROMANCER, you can kill him after we've killed the two monsters."