Oud scratched his head and said, "In the legend of our barbarians, some of our tribes can be favored by God and have the ability to transform. Some of them will become flame giants, metal giants, or thunder giants, or earth giants. If each tribe has such a transformed giant, it indicates that the race will become more and more powerful!

When Obai was born, he acted differently from others. The elder also thought that he was a transformed giant from his ancestors. However, after so many years, Obai has not awakened, and even we have given up a little.

I didn't expect that the Count not only saved his life, but also inspired him to awaken him! We barbarians will never repay your great kindness in our lives. Please make any requests you have, and we will definitely repay them well."

"This is not necessary. The purpose of our visit is to capture Gret and Hans and avenge the dead in the town. Just tell me what they are."

"How can this work? You must repay it!" Oude glared at his big eyes, insisting on getting something back. Locke insisted on refusing.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, and then a man walked in from the door.

The one who came in was also a barbarian, but this man was very old, his face was full of wrinkles, and his beard drooped to his waist. His body was a little hunched, and it looked about the same height as a normal human. The barbarian was leaning on a crutch, and the thud sound was made by his crutch.

When Oud's family saw this man, they quickly bowed and said, "Great Elder, why are you here?"

"Ode, I heard that Obai has awakened? Or is it a tree man?"

"Yes, Great Elder, thanks to this Earl Rock, it was his life force that saved Obai and promoted his awakening."

Locke has been looking at the old man, and Locke felt powerful life force on him. In theory, such an old man is already in his twilight years, and his life is gone and his life is over. Why is his vitality more vigorous?

The old man looked at Locke with a little horror. The old man's hunched body was even more bent, as if he was saluting Locke.

"Thank you, Count Locke. Odd, let me have some dinner here today. You will take Obai and Count to find me in the evening." The old man said, leaning over and nodding at Locke again, and then slowly left with a crutch.

"Who is this?" Locke felt that the old man was very mysterious and turned his head to ask Ode next to him.

"This is our Great Elder. He has always been guiding us forward. He is the real leader among our barbarians. Lord Earl, since the Great Elder wants to see you, please follow me in the evening!"

Locke also felt that he should talk to this mysterious old barbarian, so he nodded and agreed.

Oud grinned and laughed: "Lord Rock is indeed a happy person! You wait, I will arrange for someone to prepare supper!"

"Don't worry about eating or something. Ode, please let me clean up. I meet these humans. I suspect that the disease in this forest has something to do with them."

"What! They did it? Good guy, see how I deal with them!" Oud had no suspicion at all, and shouted and wanted to kill those boys.

"Don't worry, I'll interrogate first." Locke smiled and took Oud and others to leave the dilapidated house together.

Oud brought a wooden pier to let Locke sit down, but he stood behind Locke and made everything he was mainly about.

The people around were puzzled. How did this trick become? Why did Locke and his team make such a big change after going in?

When Gret and his friends saw this situation, they suddenly became ashamed and knew that they were in danger.

Sure enough, Locke sat down and asked someone to take them over. How could these savages be polite to them? They caught them like they were carrying chickens.

"Kneel down!" The savage pressed them to the ground and made them kneel down towards Locke.

Gret knew that he would definitely not be able to survive, so he snorted coldly and shouted: "If you want to kill, kill, don't talk nonsense! If I'm afraid, I'm not a hero."

Lock looked at this person and shook his head slightly and said, "Who are you the ones who raise crows?"

Several people were stunned and looked at Locke in surprise. Didn’t you come for the matter in Locke Town? Why did you ask Jorick again?

"What are you asking? I won't answer yet!" The barbarian behind him also knew that this guy was playing with birds. Seeing him stupidly, he grabbed his neck and pressed it heavily on the ground.

"I am! I am!" Jorick didn't dare to delay any longer and quickly started screaming.

Lock waved his hand to let them defend, and then said to Oud, "Oud, you take the rest and take good care of them. I will interrogate them one by one. If anyone tells the truth, I will give them a way out. If anyone dares to resist, I will send them to the heresy trial office! I think anyone will let them speak."

Oud agreed, and the savages under his command pulled Gret, Hans and others down. Jorick looked at the people who were taken away and was secretly anxious, but he dared not say anything.

Lock sat there and knocked on the table, smiled slightly and said, "What's your name?"

"Jorik, the villain is called Jorik!"

"Very good! Jorick, you should have heard what I said just now. I believe that so many people will always say it, but it will be a big difference to say it sooner or later! I have given you the opportunity, it depends on whether you can grasp it!"

Jorick's face was sweating profusely. Ode and others next to him were also scared! If this guy had horns on his head, he would not have to wear makeup when he played a devil.

Jorick's head was sweating more, and it was obvious that there was a battle between heaven and man in his heart.

Locke saw his performance and shook his head slightly, "It seems that Jorick still doesn't understand! Since you don't think about yourself, then okay! Let's change someone and see what others say. Come and take Jorick down, and after I go back, hand him over to the heresy trial."

The reputation of the Heresy Inquisition became the last straw to knock down Jorick. Jorick was already ready to say it, but while he was still hesitating, he had even made up his mind that as long as the Count begs him twice with a smile, I would agree.

But what made him feel helpless was that the Count didn't seem to have such an intention at all, and seemed to have to send him directly to the Heresy Court.

"Sir, please spare me! Please spare me! I said, I am willing to say it!"

Locke smiled slightly and waved his hand to let the savage let go of the guy.

"Say it! Why did you attack my town of Rock?"

Since Jorick has decided to explain, of course he has not concealed anything. He found Hans and seduced him with the elf beauty. Then the two of them went to the Red Nose Ogre tribe together and said it all.

Not only to reduce his sins, he also introduced the origins of Gret and others, portraying himself as a victim of persecution.

Locke nodded slightly without comment. He continued to stare at Jorick, as if waiting for him to continue to explain.

"Big, sir, that's all!" Jorick didn't dare to look at Locke's eyes, his eyes dodged a little.

Locke sighed and said, "Jorik, these can't really save you from guilt! I really want to know how you made these pine trees sick! By the way, it's this rust."

Locke took out a piece of sick dead branches and said, "I want to know what's going on? I hope you explain it well."

Jorick's face suddenly turned pale, and he kept shaking his head and said, "Sir, I really don't know! I don't know what's going on?"

Oud also saw the trick. He smiled and said, "Sir, you are so kind! Leave him to me and I will let him say everything."

"Oh, what are you going to do?" Locke looked at the barbarian with interest.

"I'll chop off his limbs and find a sharp wood..."

"Don't a person only has four limbs? Why did you chop off his five limbs?" the elf asked in surprise.

"There is the one below! You don't have one, so don't ask!" Oud glanced at the elf and said. Elaine's face suddenly turned into a red apple, and she spat and hid behind Locke.

"What then? Then what?" Locke asked with interest.

"Then he inserted it from his feces door and stood him up and on the ground. Because of the force of gravity, the wood would enter his body and finally come out of his mouth! Such damage was enough for him to wail for several days but he would not die.

I will put him in the woods, and their wailing and blood will attract the birds of prey and ants here. These birds of prey will peck at his flesh and blood from outside, and the ants will crawl into his body and swallow his internal organs! This guy will be eaten by them little by little.

This process is extremely painful and will last for several days. I think this should be able to repay the persecution they caused to the forest!"

Jorick was almost scared to death. He knew that these savages were ruthless, but they could do everything. If this were the case, he would be worse than death.

Lock sighed and patted Jorick gently and said, "Jorick, people still have to rely on themselves! Think about it carefully! Come on! Bring someone else over here!"

"I said! Sir, please give me another chance! I'll say everything!"

"Is that true? I won't say a little more this time." Locke looked at him coldly.
Chapter completed!