The chief of the Blue Sky Tribe has arrived! "
"The envoy of the Tetan Tribe has arrived!"
"The envoy of the Gara Tribe has arrived!"
It was close to evening, and the guests from various tribes who came to attend the ceremony arrived one after another. Loud voices resonated throughout the city tower, and all kinds of flying steeds stopped in the empty space outside the city. The distinguished guests from various tribes were welcomed into the city.
With the power of the tribe, the city walls that were destroyed last night were all repaired. Although some areas were not completely cleaned up, as long as the destruction was thorough enough, there would naturally be a reason to get away with it.
Gary stood on the tallest tower in the palace, and nodded with satisfaction as he watched this scene.
"Chief, we haven't found any traces of the Hairless Monk and that mysterious attacker yet. They took advantage of the chaos last night, but they didn't manage to save Ferdinand. Today, all the powerhouses of the orcs are gathered here, and Chief Auster of the Aug Tribe is holding the fort. They probably won't dare to come again, "Darryl said behind Gary. Darryl said in a low voice as he stood behind Gary. He was still traumatized by what happened last night.
"If they dare to come again today, I will make sure they don't return," Gary said coldly.
Darryl continued, "Chief, the count of the criminals who escaped last night has been tabulated. Over 800 of the criminals who were supposed to be executed today have escaped, accounting for 80% of them. The troops have already brought the hunting dogs to search for them, and we should be able to catch some of them. Should we execute them according to the original plan tonight?"
"As long as Ferdinand doesn't escape, it doesn't matter how many of them escape." Gary smiled in disdain, and continued, "Hang? Why not? I want everyone to know the consequences of betraying me. When those fellows are caught, they will be hanged one by one. No one can escape. "
Darryl's expression was a little unnatural. His lips moved, but he still nodded in the end. "Yes."
Gary turned around, and looked at Darryl. He said in a low voice, "Darryl, I know Isaiah treated you well back then, and helped you a lot in your cultivation."
"Yes." Darryl looked down, and nodded silently.
"Our Falk Tribe has already lost two 10th-tier powerhouses during this period, and we can barely maintain our position as the second orc tribe." Gary grinned, but his voice was extremely cold. "I don't want to lose any more 10th-tier powerhouses. What do you think?"
Darryl shuddered, and quickly answered, "I don't think so."
"Very good." Gary reached out to pat Darryl's shoulder gently, and smilingly said, "Go on. There are still many things that need your attention."
"Yes." Daryl hurriedly turned and walked out as if he had been granted amnesty.
Gary looked at the bustling tribe, opened his arms, and looked up at the sky with a smile. "Isaiah, do you see that? The Falk Tribe is going to belong to me completely soon. You shouldn't have taken my words as a joke back then when I said I would take back what was mine."
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"This is the handover procedure. We will hand them over to you, but we need to confirm that they are indeed dead and bring their bodies back to report." A prisoner's carriage stopped at the back door of the kitchen. An orc with a scar on his face handed a piece of kraft paper to Hymin. After confirming that he had signed it, the orc put it away and waved his hand behind him. Two orcs immediately dragged two prisoners in ragged clothes with black hoods over their heads to the door.
"Thank you for your hard work, sirs. I will send their bodies out after the lungs are taken out," Hymin said with a chuckle as he waved his hand.
Two chefs who were in charge of handling ferocious beasts went forward, and each of them carried the two prisoners into the kitchen. Hymin followed them in.
"Boss, do you really think there are people who eat orc lungs? Aren't lungs the most disgusting thing to eat? "an orc asked softly.
"What do you know? The chefs who can get the chief to order them personally can make delicious dishes even if it's sh * t." The scar-faced orc spat out a mouthful of saliva. He pursed his lips as he watched the two prisoners being carried away, and said, "It's better to go straight to the gallows than to have their lungs taken out alive."
The two orcs who were being carried struggled with all their might, but their hands and bodies were tied up with ropes. Being carried by a pair of strong hands, they were like chickens waiting to be slaughtered. No matter how hard they struggled, it was futile and useless.
Heyman followed behind with a sigh, and said, "Guys, stop struggling. I will talk to Mr. Mag later and ask him to give you a quick death. No matter what, it would be more comfortable than going to the gallows."
The lady on the left broke down and cried when she heard this.
"Juliet, don't be afraid, I'm here … I'm still here …" Romeo called out anxiously.
The two people's hands danced in the air before finally touching each other and tightly grasping each other's hands.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Romeo comforted her.
"I'm not afraid, I just don't want to have my stomach cut open …" Juliet choked.
Romeo held Juliet's hand tightly, but he didn't know how to answer for a long time.
Hymin brought people to the first kitchen, knocked on the door, and looked at Meg who opened the door. "Mr. Meg, I've brought the people to you. They were just taken out of the prison, and the smell on their bodies is a bit heavy. Do you need to deal with them first?"
Meg glanced at the two prisoners with their heads covered, and recognized them immediately. However, he still asked confusedly, "Are you sure this is a loving couple?"
"These two are Romeo and Juliet, the model couple of our Falk Tribe. There's no other couple more loving than them in the entire tribe," Hymin said with a nod. Heyman nodded. He looked at the two of them with pity in his eyes. He went closer to Mag, and whispered, "They are a good couple. If it's possible, let them suffer less later."
"Alright." Meg nodded. He opened the door, and said, "Just send them in. We will deal with them ourselves. I need to start preparing. If there's nothing else, please don't disturb us."
"Alright, I will warn them." Hymin hurriedly nodded. Right now, the most important department in the main kitchen was naturally the number one kitchen. There was no problem if the taste of the other seats was slightly inferior, but the main banquet seats were occupied by the nobles of the various tribes. If something went wrong, it would be a big problem.
The tall orc placed Romeo and Juliet on the ground, and then turned to leave.
Meg closed the door, and got Barbara to set up an array formation to prevent eavesdropping and intrusions.
Everyone gathered around, and looked curiously at the two people who were hugging back to back on the ground.
Mag had already informed everyone beforehand, and they all knew that someone would be sent over.
Meg went forward, and removed the black hood on their heads.
The sudden appearance of light made the two of them close their eyes instinctively. They only opened them after a while, and were stunned to see Meg and the other ladies surrounding them.
Didn't he say he was going to capture them to extract their lungs to cook?
Why was it a bunch of harmless and pretty ladies?
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