422.Chapter 420 419 I want to compete with you for luck, the bet is me

Chapter 420 419.I’m going to match my luck with you, and the bet is this life of mine that’s worse than death!
The Greybeard didn’t realize that questions about his feelings had been brought up to Lord Murphy’s desk, and he was actually very annoyed indeed right now.

At dawn the next day, the downcast gray man brought another group of foremen from the Brotherhood of Stonemasons to the northern POW camp to collect the men.

Compared to him, those workers behind him who were urgently promoted to foremen were all very excited, they were all a group of local brothers who followed the gray man and the bricklayer to build houses and engage in civil engineering in Scarlet Castle from the very beginning, even when Cadman City still existed, these fellows were at the bottom of the hierarchy.

They didn’t think that they had a day to become officials.

Although the official foreman of the Brotherhood of Stonemasons was just an entry-level position in the Transylvanian civil service system, and this position didn’t even have an official establishment, this was already unimaginable preferential treatment for the local brothers who had been living in misery, and couldn’t have enough to eat and live in a new house until recently.

And for the Brotherhood of Stonemasons, an organization that had not been established for long, it was not an option to promote these workers, who were still at the stage of learning and literacy, to the position of foreman.

Nowadays, Transylvania is short of workers everywhere, and the construction task is so heavy that Old Chen Tou has to occasionally make a guest appearance as a construction site supervisor.

The original few foremen who were trained with great care have now started to “take charge of one side” to build more residential and production areas according to Old Chen Tou’s plan.

However, the reason why the entire masonry fraternity is progressing so fast now, besides the spreading out and the upgraded and iterative spiritual energy construction techniques, it is also because the two brothers, the ash-beater and the bricklayer, finally came up with “cement” not long ago.

That’s right!

They’ve nailed the otherworldly cement.

Although the formula was very different from the real side, its effect was almost exactly the same, and with the help of the mysterious girl “Moe Haha” from the Silver Moon Regiment who hadn’t been online for several days, the Stonemason Brotherhood finally didn’t need to bring a psychic with them everywhere they went.

However, the sense of achievement brought by this “technological breakthrough” did not make the ash-beater feel any more gratified.

He was really annoyed.

“Yo, what took you so long!”

Upon arriving at the temporary barracks or POW camp that had taken shape after a night of construction by 50,000 people, the bricklayer immediately greeted him and transferred a roster of information to the ash-beater’s arithmetic treasure pearl, he said:

“I’ve sorted out over a thousand laborers who have had previous experience building houses, you should hurry up and have them claimed, the night has made the atmosphere over here a little less than right already. Those damned Goldfinch officers gave us the men and then left us alone, nearly a hundred were stolen away last night alone.

Maxim was already pissed off, he’d scattered the soldiers under his command to track them down.

I expect the Winged Cavalry will soon make an entrance to suppress these assholes if they keep it up.

Hmph. That’s exciting to think about.
Huh?
What’s with the graveyard look?

What’s going on here?
Kicked in the nuts?”

“Don’t mention it, it’s annoying.”

The gray man looked uninspired, dressed in his formal architect’s ceremonial uniform and trench coat, he waved his hand for the budding foremen under his command to hurry up and collect the men, while he himself sat down on his ass on a chair in the makeshift tent.

Only after he and the bricklayer were the only ones left in the tent did he pour out his grievances to his oldest brother:
“Yesterday at noon, I had a fight with the Parian sisters .”

“Huh?”

Bricklayer, who was holding the construction drawings to scrutinize them, froze for a moment, then said in surprise:

“Why did you fight? Aren’t the three of you as good as Siamese twins? You keep saying stiffly that there’s no special relationship, but I feel like you accompany them just like you accompany your girlfriend. I thought you were going to be a warm-hearted man in the otherworld, how did this suddenly break down your relationship?”

“Ugh, this description of yours really pisses people off but . Something happened to Warm.”

The gray-hitting man had an egghead expression of speechlessness as he reached out and removed the glasses he regarded as precious, rubbing the corners of his eyes as he said:
“Delia and Mia ran off to her mother’s birthday party and somehow actually got drunk and came back smelling like alcohol.

When I was taking care of the two of them, I was suddenly forced to kiss by Delia, and the most painful thing is that it was also seen by Mia, so the two sisters started to fight, and when they were fighting, they somehow aimed their spearheads at me.

They had to ask me who I liked more.

This let me how to answer ah?”

“So le? How did you answer in the end?”

Bricklayer heard this kind of explosive gossip suddenly came to the interest, drawings also do not look at, pull over a small horse sitting beside the gray man squeezed eyes to watch their own good brother.

He asked:
“Don’t tell me you give people say ‘both of you are my wings’? Hey, you’re just actively looking for a fight ow.”

“Of course not! Can I have that low of an emotional quotient?”

The gray-hitting man chortled, then softened his temper and whispered:
“I told them I was treating them like friends.”

“Fuck!”

Movers couldn’t tense up, he exclaimed:

“I usually only thought that you are not talkative, I didn’t expect that you are actually such a great man in the low-emotion business world! People have made their words clear, you still come up with this, it’s really a miracle that you haven’t been killed. You treat others as a friend of the fart, I am not blind!
If our chickens weren’t under Lord Murphy’s control, I guess you’d have turned into an animal by now, where to find such a nice girl in reality.

People help you wash clothes and cook, but also try to learn from you as you see you as a mentor, tsk, if not I enter the game late, where there is what you kid ah.

God see you poor single dog gave you two perfect paper people wife, I did not expect your kid does not follow the rules out of the card, hard to the God fed into the mouth of the rice spit out.

Bullshit ah bullshit!”

“Shut up, I’m annoyed right now.”

The gray-hitting man rubbed his face in pain and sighed:
“Last night the two sisters sent someone to give me an ultimatum, if I don’t give them an answer, the two of them are going to follow Ms. Parian to the Genoa Peninsula, and it’s estimated that they won’t come back for years after that.

Moreover, a few knight squires from the Batasin Chamber of Commerce also threatened me, saying that if I dare to make the two young ladies sad, I’ll wait to be put in a sack.

I was wronged!

I clearly didn’t do anything.”

“Ugh, who made my brother handsome?”

The bricklayer appeared to be consoling, but in reality, he was eating melons, he poured a cup of tea for his own brother with a smile on his brow, and asked quietly:

“So the question is, between the quiet and elegant big sister Delia and the passionate and active sister Mia, which one do you really like? You can’t always hang on to people ah, you have to give a letter back. Although there is no way to take the next step in our current state, but isn’t having a paper wife just a platonic love affair in the mind?

It’s beautiful.

Come on, tell me, who do you really like?”

Facing the mover’s pressing questions, the gray-hitting man played dead with a wooden face until he was tired of being asked before he growled at himself:
“I want both, okay? Asshole, stop fucking asking!”

“Fuck! Bullshit!”

The bricklayer who had a girlfriend in reality and had gone as far as talking about marriage gave a thumbs up and exclaimed:
“My brother has made it big!

He hasn’t even held a girl’s hand in reality, but in the game, he actually wants to embrace the right and the left, awesome! The geeks always think that I want all of them, but listen to the advice of those who have been there.

Brother, you can’t handle even one.”

“Alas, what’s the use of saying this now? People are leaving.”

The ash beater mourned.

The bricklayer was about to comfort him when he suddenly heard a noise from outside the tent, as if someone was arguing loudly and someone was shouting “use a shovel to smash that bastard to death”.

The bricklayer’s face changed, and he immediately got up, grabbed his armed belt and rushed out, followed by the gray man.

They knew that it was the new foremen who were in conflict with the laborers.

This sort of thing was not uncommon in real construction sites, let alone now in Transylvania, which was still under the rules of medieval society, and where territorial conflicts were only more violent.

However, the Grey Beater and the Bricklayer thought that it was the foreman on their side who had started the trouble, yet upon arriving at the place they realized that the problem was not on their side.

The laborers who had already been selected by the Bricklayer were hiding far away from the small-scale chaos, instead, a group of guys wearing the uniforms of the Goldenrod Kingdom’s border guards were confronting the foremen of the Brotherhood of Stonemasons.

One of the old foremen who was being assisted by the crowd had already suffered a bloody head injury and was receiving a bandage. Both sides would have no weapons in their hands, but could the strong-blooded Transylvanians take this kind of anger from you?

Those masonry fraternity workers have already grabbed stones and sticks from the ground, aggressively staring at these troublemaking soldier ruffians in front of them, however, this is in the temporary barracks of the border guards, and in terms of numbers, it is definitely the others who have the upper hand.

Moreover, the ash-battered man guessed that this conflict was intentionally provoked, because there were many guys with bad eyes surrounding them from all sides right after the conflict.

“Yard’s, Batasin City all over again.”

The bricklayer gripped the revolver at his waist as he whispered:
“I heard Lumina bragging that they had encountered the same thing in Batasin City before, these soldier gangsters were all unruly and unruly also knew that they were sent as cannon fodder, and didn’t intend to obey at all. Previously there was Lord Maxim who did the means to suppress it, there are too many people over here, once 50,000 people make a scene they can be converted to Lindenwan in place in minutes.”

“Fear nothing! There are soldiers.”

Playing the gray man this will be in the heart is annoyed.

When he saw this group of thugs that came to his door, he showed a look of attempting to make things quick and easy, and he grabbed the flare gun at hand and was about to fire it to summon the nearby winged cavalry to come over and quell the riot.

Under the iron hooves of the winged cavalry, the more savage and brutal jackals are just meat on the chopping block, not to mention these soldier ruffians who can do nothing but play hard to get.

What’s more, with the feud between the Winged Cavalry and the Pioneer Legion, once the Valander Knights get the order, the ash-beaters believe that the end waiting for these goldenrod soldiers can only be a massacre that can be recorded in the history of Transylvania.

The mountain people were simple, sure, but the way they treated their enemies was enough to make even the most brutal vampire feel ashamed of himself.

“Don’t!”

Seeing that the graybeater was about to send up a flare, the bricklayer reached out with a quick eye and squashed it.

He said in a deep voice:

“Old Chen Tou’s planning depends on these people to realize it, who’s going to build roads and bridges if you kill them all? Do you really want to go into battle yourself to fight the ash?

Don’t be impulsive, impulse is the devil!
This group of laborers is important to Lord Murphy and our cause.”

“So what do you say? These assholes who don’t know the rules of Transylvania are here specifically to cause trouble.”

The gray beater said through clenched teeth:

“Can we Transylvanians suffer from this? Just fuck them!”

“Ch, that’s why you’re young.”

Moving Man grunted and said:
“For thugs you have to act tougher than them, understand? It’s just like fighting in a group, we’re afraid do you think they’re not?

No!
They’re more afraid.

The rule of fighting is that the more people there are, the less they fight, because the consequences are more than they can bear.

So it’s much easier to just overwhelm them in terms of momentum.

Watch me!”

The bricklayer straightened his collar, stepped forward and shouted:
“What’s all the noise about! Why is there blood? Who started it? Come forward and receive twenty lashes and this will be over!”

“Who the hell are you?”

Opposite the provocative officer wearing a crooked uniform is still full of alcohol breath, big and thick he scornfully looked at the guy in front of him, very rude and provocative:
“Is there no man in Transylvania? How can you let a little fat guy with no hair grow in charge? Go, go, go, go back to your milk, I want to talk to your chief officer about our treatment. I heard that you’re dragging our brothers to build roads and dig ditches?
Fuck!
We were sent by King Louis to help you fight the war. If you don’t give us preferential treatment, how can you ask us to do such a lowly job?

We’re professional soldiers!
How can we dig ditches?

Are you Transylvanians looking down on us?

If you guys are going to screw up like this, I’m going to stop playing and take my brothers home, leave you to fight the jackals on your own, and then come back and collect your corpses.”

“Slippery! It’s the first time I’ve seen ‘cowardice’ put so nicely, you’re a fucking talent! After half a day of this, you just want to get some friction to give yourself a reasonable reason to slip away ah, I’m still high on the brains of your group of soldiers and ruffians.

It’s true that you’re the arrogant Golden Sparrow people, no matter in terms of guts or schemes, you’re not even worthy of our Transylvanians, you’re a drag when you’re really on the battlefield.”

The bricklayer disdainfully cursed, causing the opposing soldiers to soar in anger one by one.

But before they exploded, Bricklayer turned his words around, he coughed, pulled out the revolver on his waist, retired the six bullets in the nest under the gaze of the other party, took out another projectile filled with burning gold and stuffed it in, and then dashingly flicked the nest.

He said:

“Tell you what, let’s play a game. Don’t you guys think you’re awesome and courageous? Come and prove it! If you end up surviving, then letting you guys go isn’t a big deal.”

With those words, the Bricklayer, with a smile on his face, pressed the muzzle of his gun against his temple as the soldiers across the street looked on in shock, and with a mocking smile, he shouted:
“Transylvania is the land of warriors! Cowards won’t survive here, you fools, so let’s see who Lady Luck favors tonight! Not that I’m bragging, but this luck of mine is bang on.”

Before the bricklayer could finish his words, his entire head exploded in its entirety with the pull of the trigger.

The terrifyingly powerful gold-burning bullets shot in from the temples and blew up half of the head, making the red and white ones spill out and scare the rude officer across the street into silence, and then the headless body fell straight to the ground amidst the smell of smoke.

The whole field fell into a bewildering silence for a moment.

Not only the soldier ruffians of the Golden Sparrow Kingdom, even the foremen of the Brotherhood of Stonemasons were taken aback.

Previously, I had only heard that Lord Murphy’s warriors were crazy, but I never thought that they would actually be crazy to this extent.

The gray-hitting man covered his eyes in pain.

He saw through his fingers that the foot of the mover he had finished off was still twitching nervously, and as he took a deep breath and took a big step forward.

Immediately, the head soldier, who had been so aggressive just moments ago, stammered out an explanation:

“Hey! You saw it all, right? This has nothing to do with me! We didn’t kill your man, he killed himself.
Fuck!
Is there no one left in Transylvania?
Why do we need a bunch of crazies to run us?”

“Ugh, I know, I know, it has nothing to do with you guys, don’t worry about anyone coming after you.”

The gray beater bent down and picked up the bloodstained revolver, rattling the nest and stuffing five bullets into it, then clicking it closed and spinning it around again.

Full of irritation he felt he should return to reality to calm down, right now was the perfect opportunity.

So as the other officer watched dumbfounded, the ash beater aimed his gun at his temple and looked at him with an odd smile on his face and said:

“My brother is dead, now it’s my turn to play with you guys, what he said just now is true, if you all survive this game, you’ll be able to go back to your homeland safely. We Transians are true to our word.
CLICK.”

The Grey Beater pulled the trigger.

The sound of the hammer hitting empty rang out from the barrel of the gun, causing him to mentally curse his bad luck for picking all six of his fucking choices.

What bad luck!

Today was indeed his day of misfortune, sighed the well-mannered architect.

In a dead silence more horrible than a graveyard, the gun loaded with five bullets that would definitely kill a person the next time he pulled the trigger was handed to the soldier gangster across the street who had already begun to shake his body.

He looked at the other party calmly with a look of sorrow, as if he was looking at a corpse that was still moving.

He said:

“Come on, Goldfinch Warrior, it’s your turn to bet on your luck. Don’t be afraid, maybe the next bullet will be a dud? None of us can deny that possibility exists, can we?”

“Fuck! I’m not playing!”

The soldier boy didn’t even take the gun and cursed:

“You Transians are a bunch of crazy people, but we’re not! We’re normal people and I will obey .”

“You’re not going to play when you say you won’t? Who gave you the power to be so free to the point of near arrogance?”

Maxim’s grim voice sounded from the back.

With the sound of wind brought up by the flapping of blood wings, the midnight general descended from the sky with a black blade in his hand, and in his hand he also carried a dozen or so heads of last night’s escaped deserters that were tied together.

As the blood dripped to the ground, the monster general’s eyes fixed on the cowering retreating soldiers as he said:

“Transylvania has already lost a precious human life due to your foolishness, you have stirred up strife but it is up to us when it ends. Since you all are confidently trying to provoke us, I think you are ready for your souls to return to eternal death, in that case I will gladly give you and others a ride on the way to hell.

Everyone will know the lesson!

And this is the last meaning this meaningless life of yours can have, take it!
I said, take the gun!

And then, pray to the God you believe in with your pathetic fate.”

(End of chapter)