As Vared said, this Noska barbarian tribe is in preparation for war. So strategic resources like war horses will never give up... It's a pity that these barbarians made the wrong plan and regarded Vared and his party as ordinary vendors. I just felt that if they were killed all of them, there would be no problem of leaks. The north is so dangerous. In what year, there would be no death in many business travelers?

It's just a pity that they made the wrong plan. The travelers who came to their tribe were not lambs that could be easily slaughtered. Instead, monsters that could swallow people whole by keeping their mouths open.

In the blink of an eye, Elsa did not take action, but snored on Vared's shoulder. But Vared and two other girls, three and four swords, killed more than fifty barbarians like whirlwinds. These are probably all the young and middle-aged people in this tribe... not only men, but also more than a dozen strong women. In addition to the thirty and forty barbarians I killed yesterday, there are probably not many young and middle-aged people in this tribe.

"Vared..." Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Katie couldn't bear it and looked up at Vared.

"It's okay, these barbarians are all robbers and villains in terms of morality. They are even more believers of the evil gods of Chaos in terms of faith. It's not a mistake to kill them. What's more, they took the initiative to attack us. We wanted to trade with them for horses."

Vared naturally understood what Katie was thinking, so she spoke comforting her. After hearing this comfort, Katie's mood also eased a lot.

Looking at Katie with anticipation and looking at him with admiration, Vared sighed secretly. When he first saw Katie, she was not like this. The witch hunter with sharp eyes and merciless actions were just two people with this timid and fragile girl now.

Valed knew that this was because her faith was broken. Because she had long believed that it was absolute and the truth was broken, it brought about doubts about her worldview and values, and thus the lack of confidence. In fact, if she had not met Valed, if she could still survive, then this tendency would become more obvious. Perhaps after this, she would become an indecisive and inaction-free wasteful person.

Of course, I was lucky... or unfortunately, she met Valed, a person who was enough to change her life. From hatred to understanding, from understanding to gratitude, from gratitude to guilt, from guilt to admiration, from admiration to dependence... Unconsciously, Valed has become her only spiritual pillar. This is not only because of Valed's behavior, character and ambition, but also has a direct relationship with Katie's psychology.

After the faith collapses, you want to find a new belief, and after the pillar breaks, you want to find a new pillar. After finding a new belief and spiritual pillar, you will completely solidify it, deepen your faith, and consolidate the pillar to a perfect level. You need to constantly encourage, guide and deepen your feelings, exchange and dialogue.

In this process, all the doubts, embarrassment, lack of confidence, guilt and other feelings that she has also arisen need to be solved well and properly by this "faith". This is a complementary relationship.

"This is not a good thing." Vared thought in his heart: "Maybe after this, I should pay more attention to Katie's mental state. After all, what I need is a brave and fearless warrior, not a timid female literary girl." Vared thought in his heart, then looked at Katie for a few more times, and then said: "Walking on this side, I heard the neighing sound of war horses."

At this moment, all the barbarians who took the initiative to attack them were killed. The remaining old, weak, women and children found a place to hide. However, this was just a hiding for a while. With all the young and middle-aged male soldiers dead, this tribe had almost been sentenced to death in extremely harsh areas like Noska. In the next step, even if they were not annexed by other Noska barbarian tribes, they would die due to reproduction problems and the inability to obtain enough prey.

However, Valed did not have the intention of tragicting spring and trauma. Although he had a lofty ambitions, he wanted to build a world that was almost like an ideal. It is not necessarily possible to be called a perfectionist. But Valed was not an idealist. He knew his abilities, abilities, and most importantly, efficiency.

Worrying for a group of savages who died and could not survive was not what he should do. It was not that he could not do anything. It was meaningless. Even after he unified the whole world, he would not manage these things... because compared with the huge areas of the old world, countless people, races, peace and development, this matter is too much...

Too trivial.

Although it is ruthless, reality is so cruel.

Of course, this does not mean that Valed should be proud of his "excellence" and "wisdom". After all, the demise of a tribe is not something to celebrate. He just put himself in a more objective perspective and tried to look at this matter without adding a personal touch.

In this way, the important means of transportation were obtained. Vared checked and the horses were nailed to the horses. And the stables had a full set of saddles, stirrups and horse reins. They all looked brand new. It seemed that the village was indeed preparing for war.

"Maybe something happened. War...the war between the Northland Barbarians? It has nothing to do with us anyway." Valed thought for a while, and then said.

"It's really good to meow this way? Didn't you come out just to train meow? If you have a war, it should be very interesting meow?" After Valed said this, Elsa expressed a completely different opinion.

"Well... it sounds good." Valed thought for a while, and then said to the other two girls. Let's find a prisoner to come over and ask what's going on.

The two girls naturally would not have any objections. The old, weak, sick and disabled tribe did not escape as Vared thought - in the harsh environment, Noska left the protection of the tribe, and relying solely on a few elderly, weak, sick and disabled tribes will definitely not live long. Instead of doing this, it is better to stay here to fight for life and death.

Generally speaking, those enemies who defeated the tribe, who were also savages, will basically take away the women and children to strengthen the strength of their tribe. As for the old man...

After all, this is a harsh world where the strong prey on the weak.

In this way, Vared and his group found out the old, weak, women and children who had no resistance. They gathered in a clearing in the middle of the village. Surrounded by the corpses of the barbarians who had become slightly cold.

The savages of the Noska who live here accept their fate. The old people have seen the destruction of their families more than once or twice. Some women with miserable lives have been stolen and several of them have changed their husbands. As for the children... some of them dare to look at Valed and the others with hatred, and some even want to grab stones and wooden sticks, trying to fight with Valed and the others. However, before they can take action, they are stopped by their nervous mothers and elders.

Kill the bigger ones, and snatch the smaller ones. Such rules are also normal.

Looking at these Noskas who were gathered together by their own group, Valed felt no joy or sorrow. He raised his voice slightly and said to these people: "Whether you believe it or not, we have no intention of hurting you. And conflict with your tribe can only be said to be an unfortunate accident. In fact, as long as you cooperate, I promise not to hurt any of you again."

After Vared said this, the savages of the Noska breathed a sigh of relief. Then, a woman in clothing was not animal skins, but silk fabrics produced in southern countries, and looked pretty good, took a step forward, walked out of the elderly, weak, sick and disabled, and said, "Young brave, thank you for your kindness. If a few questions can satisfy you, then I will naturally know everything and say everything."

Vared the little bit of sarcasm in the woman's words, nodded, and asked, "I can see that you are preparing for the war. So I want to ask, who are you fighting? What exactly is going on in this area... And, most importantly, from the large geographical scope of the 'Old World', where is this tribe?"

After asking these three questions of Valed, the woman was a little stunned. It seemed to be a bit ridiculous... She learned a few useful information from Valed's questions. First, these people came here by accident, not specialized. Second, they had nothing to do with the enemies of their tribe. Third, they didn't even know where they were...

What is a sudden disaster caused by heaven? This is a sudden disaster caused by heaven.

Thinking of this, the woman suddenly felt a little amused and cried, and only felt that the luck of her tribe was too bad. However, in order to survive, she quickly adjusted her mentality and did not dare to lie to answer these questions from Valed: "Our tribe is located in the southwest of Nosca. I don't know what the specific direction is, but the famous city Blood Scorpion Port nearest is about three days southeast... It's faster to ride a horse.
Chapter completed!