I'm a pirate, I'm Roger Fat

After catching the masked boy Phishiros, Roja said that he could let him go kindly, but he would catch him back again, so this time he left, but next time he would be amiable.

.........

Facing Roja, Phishiros felt a vague sense of oppression, coupled with the method of summoning a giant beast like the three tails, Physilos couldn't think of running away.

"The war between the two tribes is nothing more than resources. I need resources, and this is the reason."

This Physilos answered Roja's first question, why did they attack Angus and the others.

Although he was puzzled, Roja didn't interrupt Physilos, and Angus and the others naturally didn't dare to see this, and suppressed the doubts in their hearts first.

"As for why these beasts listen to me..."

While talking about Phishiros, he took the necklace around his neck out of his clothes.

It was a tiger-shaped jade carving, warm and clean, profound and profound. Luo Ya didn't understand jade, but this fast jade looked like a good jade.

"This is the treasure of our tribe, the Tiger Talisman of Myriad Beasts."

Roja took the Tiger Talisman directly, holding it in the palm of his hand, the faint coolness released by the jade was still comfortable.

Phishiros stared at the Tiger Talisman and Roja, but he didn't dare to say anything. If Roja wanted to take it away, there was nothing he could do. If he could use the Tiger Talisman to exchange his life, it would be a good deal. All gone.

And An Dong'o also looked at the Tiger Talisman with fiery eyes, as if looking at a peerless beauty.

"Well, good stuff."

Roja said so, but handed back the Tiger Talisman to Physilos.

"Eh?!"

Phishiros took it reflexively, and after realizing it, he was surprised. Is there something wrong with your approach?

Roja smiled, knowing what Phishiros was thinking.

"This Tiger Talisman is indeed a good item, but it's average for my strength."

For Roja's narcissistic words, Phishiros can't produce doubts or contempt. He really believes that Roja has such abilities.

"So back to the first question, you said it was a war between two tribes."

"But Angus and the others seem to be very confused."

Roja looked sideways at Angus and the others behind him.

Angus nodded and took a deep puff of his cigarette. Seeing this, Antono took the microphone out of his mouth and stuffed it into his own.

"A war between two tribes?"

"We don't know that there is another tribe, and besides, you are the only one in your tribe?"

Anton'o's tone was puzzled and flat, and he just hit Phishiros' pain point and yelled.

"one person?!"

"A person!?"

"Isn't that because you guys summoned demonic things! Did you kill all our people?!"

"what???"

An Dong'o looked confused, you killed our patriarch, now what kind of demon do we summon to kill your people? ? ?

"Evil thing?"

"They?"

These are Roja's two doubts about Phishiros' words.

Roja cast a glance at Roger, and Roger shook his head with a smile. Even if he used his brain on this matter, he still couldn't think of anything.

It was only then that Angus finished spitting out the cigarette in his mouth.

"Messenger, if it's about tribal wars."

"Our tribe did encounter it, but it was already 900 years ago. According to the records left by our ancestors, a tribe competed with us for this space 900 years ago. Later, our ancestors got the god Anus. Blessing, we won the victory in this battle."

"About the records given to the tribe, there are only such general records, and the details are not clear."

It's no wonder that Anton'o didn't know it. This is the diary of the patriarchs of the past that only the patriarch can see. Angus is the previous patriarch.

"900 years ago?!"

Before Roja could speak, Phishiros was surprised by himself.

"so long?!"

"I've been asleep for so long!?"

Well, another new question.

"sleep?"

"Boy, what's the name of your tribe?"

Roja asked.

Phishiros met Roja's eyes and replied.

"Emerald City."