Ten gold coins … The Winterwolf Holy Lady could even bear the fact that Roland watched her dance naked.
The total wealth of the entire Frostwolf Clan might not be more than two hundred gold coins.
Five hundred gold coins were enough for the Frostwolf Clan to upgrade their armaments for five years.
Most of the Frostwolf Clan's equipment was heavy weapons, such as hammers and sticks.
Of course, they had sharp weapons, but because of the cold weather in the Froststar Kingdom, iron was relatively brittle, so weapons such as swords and daggers were easily damaged.
In comparison, hammers, iron rods, and maces were much more practical and durable.
Besides, even if they were damaged, they could still be good weapons if they were melted into iron lumps and a stick.
The Winterwolf Holy Lady was so close to Roland that he could even smell her sweet scent. Roland had to lean back after the battle.
Then, he said, "I'm a man of my word. Do you want to sign a contract?"
"Why don't you give us a hundred gold coins first? I'll believe you."
She stared at Roland's eyes and didn't move them away for a moment, fearing that Roland was only joking.
A heavy sack was placed between the two of them.
"A hundred gold coins as a campaign fund."
The Winterwolf Holy Lady opened the bag and glanced at the gold coins inside. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. "It seems that you're serious."
"Because I don't have to lie to you about such things."
After her surprise, the Winterwolf Holy Lady was confused. "You could've asked any force for help with so much money. Why did you choose the Frostwolf Clan?"
"Because you're very strong."
The longer Roland stayed in this world, the more books he collected, and he began to learn some of the secrets of this world.
For example, the Frostwolf Clan had always been the savior of the world.
Before the appearance of human Heroes, whenever the entire world was invaded by demons, it was always the Frostwolf Clan who repelled the demons.
Whenever that happened, the combat ability of all the adults of the Frostwolf Clan would skyrocket.
To put it in terms of numbers, it would be an average increase of five levels for each person.
Even in peacetime, the Frostwolf Clan was much stronger than regular clans.
Besides, the Frostwolf Clan had a keen sense of smell. They weren't as good as real wolves, but they weren't far behind.
This made their tracking and reconnaissance skills quite high.
Hearing Roland's reply, the Winterwolf Holy Lady put on an expression that said, "You know your stuff."
"I received the gold coins."
The Winterwolf Holy Maiden stood up and wrapped her coat tighter around herself, but this only revealed a pair of beautiful, long, and slender legs. They looked quite sexy, and since they were so close to each other and Roland was still sitting, her legs looked even longer and more attractive from below.
She took two steps back and continued, "We will help you find those northern liches as soon as possible."
Everyone wanted to kill the Liches, even if they were all killed, they would not kill the wrong people. Before, the Frostwolf Clan had been too lazy to deal with the liches that were sneaking around the Froststar King's border.
But now, they had the motivation to eradicate these demons.
"Sorry to trouble you." Roland also stood up.
Just before he teleported away, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Are you interested in building a teleportation array here to the Golden Sons' city?"
Hmm?
Golden Sons?
The Winterwolf Holy Lady blinked in confusion. "Your city? Are werewolves like us welcome there? "
She pinched her ears and gently flattened them. Because her coat was no longer restrained by her hands, it opened again.
She could see almost everything.
Plus her coquettish and beautiful face, she gave off a contradictory feeling of purity and charm.
It was extremely tempting.
Normally speaking, the human world did not welcome the orcs.
The Frostwolf Clan was a branch of the dogs. Although they had a good relationship with humans, humans were still wary of them.
So, most of the time, the Frostwolf Clan did not like to leave their home.
"Welcome, you're very welcome," Roland said solemnly. "There are already werecats and succubi living in our city. If you werewolves can come over, my brothers and sisters will be very happy."
Oh?
The Winterwolf Holy Lady was not quite convinced.
It was the first time that she had seen a Mage like Roland who could talk to her as an equal. If a human noble dared to look at her like that, she would've stabbed him until his eyes exploded.
But if it was a Mage … she would rather not make him an enemy.
Besides, although Roland did love her to dance, as a werewolf, her animal instincts told her that there really wasn't much sensuality in this man's eyes.
"I can vouch for this." This was a matter of Roland's temporary uprising, but now, he really wanted to pull the Frostwolf Clan into Wetland City. "If one percent of my people discriminate against you, I'll give you another hundred gold coins as compensation."
Now that Wetland City already had werecats, as the two most popular pets in the human world, how could there not be canines?
Most importantly, the werecats were too popular, so they had to produce a race that could rival them, a race that was relatively popular and could compete with them.
Otherwise, as time went on, the werecats would really become the players' masters.
The Winterwolf Holy Lady's eyes lit up. "Really?"
"I don't lie." Roland patted his chest.
"Okay then." The Winterwolf Holy Lady smiled. "I'll go change my clothes. Are you going to make a teleportation magic array now? Do you need me to provide the materials? "
"I brought them myself."
"It seems that you're prepared?" The Winterwolf Holy Lady squinted at him. "You don't have any ill intentions toward my clan, do you?"
Roland waved his hand. "I definitely thought of it, and I definitely don't have any ill intentions toward you."
With a chuckle, the Winterwolf Holy Lady left.
Roland, on the other hand, drew a magic array on the spot.
About half an hour later, he finished drawing the magic array, but suddenly heard someone say next to him, "You're really good at magic arrays."
Startled, he turned around and found that the Winterwolf Holy Lady, who had changed into a white leather armor, was already crouching next to him.
She combed her long hair and tied it into a high ponytail.
"When did you get here?" Roland couldn't help but ask.
"About ten minutes ago."
Impressive!
Roland was a top Mage, and his mental power tendrils covered his body for a long time. Normally, even if a Thief with Stealth was within five meters of him, he would feel a little faint.
But he didn't feel anything when the Winterwolf Holy Lady stayed by his side for ten minutes.
Recalling the outrageous speed that the Winterwolf Holy Lady showed earlier, Roland estimated that this woman's combat ability was very, very high.
So, he couldn't help but check the woman's level on the system interface.
But he couldn't see anything. Not only was there no level, health bar, but there wasn't even a skull logo.
At this moment, the Winterwolf Holy Lady slightly frowned. "Don't look at me with detection. I feel very uncomfortable."
"Well … Sorry." Roland shrugged. "I'm just curious about your strength."
"The Frostwolf Holy Lady has the strongest combat ability of the entire clan." The Winterwolf Holy Lady shook her head helplessly. "I think I'm very strong, but I've never fought anyone, so I don't know the specifics."
That was impressive.
Roland increasingly felt that it was a wise decision to pull the Frostwolf Clan onto his warship with five hundred gold coins. Delighted, he couldn't help but smile and say, "Why don't we set off and visit Wetland City now?"
"Okay."
The Winterwolf Holy Lady nodded and voluntarily entered the magic array. Then, Roland walked in too. Several seconds later, the two of them turned into magic light and disappeared in the magic array.
At the magic array in the central square of Wetland City, people kept teleporting out.
Now that teleportation magic arrays were becoming more and more popular, players also liked to use them to teleport to other cities and countries for quests.
Although the teleportation fee was a little expensive, the time saved could make dozens of times more money for traveling.
When Roland and the Winterwolf Holy Lady teleported out, nobody paid much attention at first, but a few seconds later, those who glanced at the Winterwolf Holy Lady moved their eyes back.
All of them had a look of surprise on their faces.
The Winterwolf Holy Lady was a little unhappy to be stared at by so many people, but she still said with a smile, "Look, they're all looking at me in surprise. It seems that you're going to lose your hundred gold coins …"
As she said that, the Winterwolf Holy Lady realized that something was wrong.
The passersby's surprise was not disgust or discrimination.
It was ecstasy.
Together, it was a pleasant surprise.
It wouldn't be a big deal if only a few people were pleasantly surprised.
It was normal for slaves to be ecstatic when they saw a beautiful female slave.
But the Winterwolf Holy Lady could tell that these people didn't have any malice in their eyes, and it wasn't just one or two people who were pleasantly surprised, but a large group of people.
Someone even took the initiative to greet them. "Roland, are they werewolves?"
"Yes," Roland said with a smile. "If you want werewolves to appear in the city in the future, don't all stand here. Go do what you're supposed to do."
The passersby players all looked like they understood, and then they all walked away with tacit expressions on their faces.
The Winterwolf Holy Lady looked at this scene from the side and found it a little unbelievable.
But Roland didn't give her time and opportunity to think too much. He took her around the city.
It was the same old trick again. They first went to the arts and crafts market, then to the food street, and finally, he took her to see the werecats' camp.
This caused a bit of a commotion.
Werecats didn't like werewolves … it was in their nature.
And werewolves were different from werewolves. The Frostwolf Clan was more like humans, while the orcs' werewolves were more like wolves that walked on their feet.
But in any case, werecats didn't like canines.
So the Winterwolf Holy Lady was scratched by a cat.
After leaving the werecats' camp area, the Winterwolf Holy Lady was silent all the way, and when they returned to the magic array, she suddenly said, "We'll help you kill all the northern liches as soon as possible. We'll only charge a hundred gold coins, no more."
"Why?"
Roland was slightly confused. Someone was trying to save money for her employer?
"I want the Frostwolf Clan to freely enter this city." The Winterwolf Holy Lady's eyes were full of expectation. "We want to buy a few pieces of land in this city and build a few houses, so that our people will have a place to live when they come."
"That's easy. The mayor of this city is my friend." Hearing that, Roland knew that his plan had half succeeded. "You can come whenever you want, but I have to warn you first. Please abide by the laws of this city."
"I understand."
The Winterwolf Holy Lady looked at Roland thoughtfully and then entered the magic array. With Roland's help, she was teleported back to the Froststar Kingdom.
Roland, on the other hand, returned to Delpon and did magic experiments while waiting for the good news from the Phoenix Guild.
In the meantime, he planned to visit the Froststar Kingdom again after a while and ask the Winterwolf Holy Lady how things were going on there.
Time flew very fast when one lived a regular life. Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
At the border of the Froststar Kingdom, below the ice layer, there was an enormous group of underground tombs.
Rather than calling it a group of tombs, it was more appropriate to call it a huge underground city.
Without the invasion of wind and snow, the underground temperature was quite warm.
There were a lot of undead wandering around. The two Liches gathered together, their complexions weren't very good.
Although the Lich's complexion had never been good, it was always pale.
However, this could still be seen from their aura and eyes.
"Karna, how's the situation on your side?" a male lich asked.
"Bullsh * t, I've already lost two camps and three containers." Karna, who was wearing the drow's' skin ', roared angrily, "I don't know what's wrong with the Frostwolf Clan. They're hunting us crazily. I heard that they've found the phylactery of two of our companions."
Liches like to call the containers of corpses they possess' holsters'.
"I heard it's three." Wallis, the Lich, punched the mud wall heavily and said angrily, "Four of my camps were destroyed, and I lost my favorite Golden Son's skin."
"What do we do?" Karna asked, "Should we summon our companions? We'll launch the War of the Undead and kill those human-headed dogs?"
Werewolves who looked like humans would be cursed as human-headed dogs.
Werewolves who had a lot of wolves would be cursed as kobolds.
Wallis shook his head. "The War of the Undead works on other races but not the Frostwolf Clan. You know that they're all soldiers and all very strong. Even if we summon an ocean of undead, it won't be enough for them. Personally, I suggest that we summon the Golden Sons and ask them to deal with the Frostwolf Clan. It'll be interesting if the real undead deal with a fighting race. "
"A liaison happens to be waiting in a tomb not far away. I'll ask a banshee to summon him."
Not long after, a player was brought over by a female ghost.
Wallis looked at the smiling player and said, "Friend, we're in some trouble now. Do you need help?"
"Oh, what is it?"
"Many of our camps have been destroyed. They're hunting the Lich. I hope that you can help drive them away. "
"I think we've talked about this before," said the player casually. "We'll only help you deal with Roland. We'll share intelligence and fight together. So, we won't attack anybody else."
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