Chapter 45 Trolls Will Never Be Slaves (Page 1/2)

On the stone bridge, facing the gazes of the two trolls, Frank had a serious expression on his face and said with an admonition in his voice:

"Trolls, this is advice to you."

"You will definitely not be able to stay here. Humans will find a way to kill you, and trolls are no match for humans."

"But what you said makes sense."

"Since you repaired this bridge, I won't let you work in vain."

Frank paused for a second, then stretched out a finger and shook it at the troll couple.

"I have a proposal. If you agree, I will not only give you 200 pounds of food as compensation for repairing the bridge, but also provide you with a chance to eat and live."

"As long as you are willing to listen to my orders, work for me, and become my workers."

"In the future, not only will you be able to eat enough every day, even if your child is born, it will be like you, and you don't have to worry about food anymore."

"As a benefit of being my employee, I will treat you to meat once a month until you are full."

Trolls are omnivorous creatures, and their diet range is wider than that of pigs. Not to mention rotten meat and swill, sometimes they can even eat stones and mud.

Two hundred pounds of food, if there is no limit on the type and it doesn't matter whether it is fresh or not, it is estimated that only a few crowns can be bought.

Especially animal offal.

In the eating habits of the wizarding world, because the offal has a strong odor, if you want to cook them well, you must use a lot of oil and salt, and sometimes you have to add various spices, otherwise it will be fishy and smelly, making it difficult to swallow.

Seasonings were extremely expensive in the Middle Ages. When nobles held banquets, they would even take pride in which dish had more spices.

Therefore, in this social atmosphere, animal offal was a very despised food. It was very cheap and only the lower class would eat it. Moreover, the taste was also very bad.

However, for trolls and other creatures, animal offal was an extremely nutritious food. Only the boss of the tribe was qualified to enjoy it.

If the trolls could eat it, they would definitely be very happy.

He got more than a hundred crowns from this commission. It was quite cost-effective to take out a little bit to settle this matter.

After listening to the demon hunter's words, the male troll with a more honest mind did not consider what deception was. He stretched out a finger and put it in his mouth, and said with a longing face:

"Eat enough! There is meat to eat, and I can eat enough every day!"

"Great, I have never eaten enough."

"I am willing to let you be my boss. I can do any job you want me to do."

Trolls will never be slaves unless they are provided with food and accommodation.

For most creatures other than humans, having enough food is their greatest pursuit in life.

The trolls were too bulky. Although they had amazing defense and immense strength, their intelligence was limited. They were helpless against most agile prey and rarely had enough to eat.

The female troll was obviously smarter. She slapped her husband hard on the head, causing the male troll's head to fly with stone chips and a confused look on his face.

"Shut up, you idiot, there is no such good thing."

"Humans are too cunning, they are not trustworthy. Weren't we deceived by humans three days ago?"

"This man is a demon hunter. They have killed many trolls and are very dangerous humans."

"We can't trust him."

Facing the female troll's scolding, the male troll didn't dare to resist at all. He just looked at Frank with disappointment and asked naively:

"Are you a liar, demon hunter?"

"If we work for you, can you guarantee that we can have enough to eat every day?"

Hearing the troll's question, Frank answered without hesitation:

"Please believe me, I definitely didn't deceive you."

"There are also differences between demon hunters and demon hunters."

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