Chapter 182: Matthew's Curiosity
After drinking two bottles of healing potions, Old Six, covered in blood, displayed a decent recovery talent, stabilizing his injuries.
He now obediently lay on the ground, his eyes rolling constantly, showing an extraordinary level of cunning.
Yaya had seen his earlier performance completely with her own eyes.
She had already made up her mind not to give him a chance:
"Such a cunning swamp murloc, Rebecca will definitely like it!"
Bobo, with his eyes constantly darting around, looked at Yaya excitedly, grinning cheekily, and even speaking in broken Draconic:
"Oh, great master, your radiance outshines the sun in the sky."
"Your scales are so beautiful, reflecting all the world's beauty."
"You..."
Before Bobo could finish, several tall figures rushed over.
Behind them, the knights who had been chasing Bobo so arrogantly had already been bound.
The little guy's eyes lit up, and he happily ran over.
He very arrogantly rushed in front of the knights, his eyes spinning around as he set his sights on their equipment.
Clank!
Before Bobo could react, a large hand had already grabbed him, lifting him up curiously:
"Hello, can you hear me clearly now?"
Bobo raised his head and saw an iron head.
To be precise, it was a steel helmet with only eye slits left.
The gleaming metallic sheen immediately stirred something in Bobo's heart, his eyes turning into shining shapes as he nodded repeatedly, grinning and saying:
"My lord, I can hear you. Did you capture those enemies? Do you need me to lead a group of murlocs to help?"
Beelzebub, looking at the little guy with great interest, remembered the lord's earlier instructions, smiled, and nodded:
"Of course, show your strength and abilities, and you will receive more rewards in our territory."
Beelzebub didn't say much more, though he was surprised that this little creature could control other murlocs.
However, everything must follow the lord's orders, and they would see if this little guy cooperated.
In fact, Matthew was thoughtfully observing Bobo and Old Six, his eyes showing a hint of curiosity:
Bobo
Race: Mutated Murloc.
Class: Level 3 Ranger
Challenge Rating: 4+!
Talent: Tidecaller Bloodline LV1.
Feats:
Advanced Feat - Borrowed Power LV5, adept at leveraging the charisma of other creatures, with great effect on certain low-intelligence species, and the effect deepens over time.
Advanced Feat - Fleeing LV3, skilled at using various environments and conditions to escape, gaining +3 to dodge, +3 to speed, and +3 to checks when fleeing!
Intermediate Feat - Skilled Commander LV2, increases command efficiency by +2, allowing the management and leadership of more subordinates.
Basic Feat - Weapon Proficiency LV2, proficient with various small weapons, dealing +1 damage.
Heritage: None.
Skills:
Sneak Attack LV2, Disguise LV2, Dodge LV1.
Attributes:
Strength: 3
Dexterity: 12
Constitution: 4
Intelligence: 12
Wisdom: 10
Charisma: 16
Luck: +3
Minion: Old Six
Evaluation: Run! Run! Run!
Old Six
Race: Swamp Crocodile
Challenge Rating: 8+!
Talent: Earth Dragon Bloodline LV1.
Feats:
Advanced Feat - Thick Skin LV3, increases maximum HP by +6, and defense by +4.
Advanced Feat - Fleeing LV2, skilled at using various environments and conditions to escape, gaining +2 to dodge, +2 to speed, and +2 to checks when fleeing.
Advanced Feat - Feigning Death LV4, adept at faking death, gaining +4 to detection checks.
Heritage: None
Skills:
Sneak Attack LV4, Disguise LV4, Charge LV3, Bite LV3, Roll LV2.
Attributes:
Strength: 16
Dexterity: 14
Constitution: 18
Intelligence: 6
Wisdom: 10
Charisma: 12
Luck: +2
Evaluation: Master of Feigning Death!
It must be said, these two guys are quite peculiar!
One excels at using borrowed power and is very clever.
The other has a strong body but prefers to hide, ambush, and fake death.
They're practically a perfect match!
From the sky, he had seen the entire battle between them and Hawk clearly.
If not for the difference in sheer power and Hawk's numerous high-level abilities, these two might have actually escaped.
Interesting!
Very interesting!
Matthew wasn't surprised by Old Six's Earth Dragon bloodline; after all, these reptilian creatures sometimes had distant connections.
But Bobo's Tidecaller bloodline puzzled Matthew a bit.
It wasn't that he was unfamiliar with Tidecallers; on the contrary, he knew them very well.
After all, Matthew had once lost a life to a Tidecaller!
That was part of the royal bloodline of the deep-sea Naga, possessing the power to control water currents and waves, incredibly powerful in aquatic environments!
The question was, how could a little murloc like Bobo possess the Naga royal bloodline?
Matthew didn't automatically consider these two to be "his own."
Stupid creatures couldn't communicate, and clever little ones often overthought things!
So, Matthew decided to give Bobo a test.
"Isn't this just a loyalty test? I'm quite familiar with that!"
Standing on Old Six's head, Bobo patted his chest in assurance, but his mind kept recalling Yaya's figure, causing a silly smile to appear on his face.
Patting his head, Beelzebub, recalling the lord's orders, whispered in his ear:
"Now go and control those murlocs, and then do this..."
Bobo was a bit stunned, his wide eyes staring at Beelzebub:
"Do we really have to do this?"
Beelzebub laughed heartily, then slowly reined in his smile, speaking very seriously:
"This is the first thing you need to learn—follow orders..."
Shrinking his neck, Bobo obediently nodded, even though he was quite puzzled.
"Why is it that the great master isn't the one giving the orders?"
With this question in mind, Bobo, along with Old Six, sneakily returned to the battlefield.
He had originally thought the battlefield would have calmed down by now.
After all, both Beelzebub and the great true dragon had the power to easily change the tide of battle.
But Bobo discovered that the transport team and the remaining few thousand murlocs were still locked in a struggle.
"Thankfully, I'll still have some subordinates!"
Bobo didn't mind losing a group of murloc warriors, considering those who often didn't follow his orders were unnecessary.
It would be better to keep using these, even if they were a bit stupid, as long as they obeyed orders.
With this thought, Bobo reestablished contact with the murlocs.
Remembering the orders of the mysterious lord, he commanded the murlocs to temporarily slow their attack.
However, clever Bobo had already made up his mind that he would definitely recover those weapons and equipment later.
"As long as I have enough murlocs, the lord will value me more, and maybe he'll even put in a good word for me with the great master?"
Thinking back to past fond memories, Bobo couldn't help but laugh out loud.
On the battlefield.
The exhausted and nearly collapsing members of the transport team were stunned, their minds buzzing, as they watched the murlocs retreat at the last moment.
No matter how they thought about it, they couldn't understand why the murlocs, who only needed a little more effort to break through their defenses, would retreat at this moment.
Something's off!