The Pleasure Lord

Chapter 340 - Mysterious Shaman!

'Why would he need twenty thousand lam... humans?' Barbarian tried to guess the reason for Barbarians to make such a request.

"Bardrick... tell me... what you choose?" Romethra asked again.

"... I can't give you twenty thousand humans."

"Hm..." Romethra eyes turned cold.

"Wait... listen to me first... I can't give you twenty thousand humans by my own hands. It would make the enemy of the human realm if I did that... But I have thought of a solution. You attack the domain of Baron Regan and capture twenty thousand humans from Cosla city and villages near it."

"Regan? Hm... I attack his domain. Other leaders like you would send their army to confront us as they had always done... as you had done."

"No, this time, no one will come. I will buy you enough time for you to plunder Regan's territory. But after that, you need to attack further, attack the domain of Danny Glover... Don't worry, I will keep ships ready so that your tribe warriors can cross the river without any difficulty." Bardrick explained.

"Wait, who is Danny Glover?" Romethra asked after listening to a new name.

"Ah, I forgot... Romethra, many things have changed this past week. Nathan Nehmor is dead and the person to take his place is Danny Glover. He is also the enemy that I need your help to kill." Bardrick explained everything he knew about Danny. It's better not to keep any secret from the barbarians.

"Oh... there is such a strong lamb... Hm... I will help you, Bardrick, in killing this Danny but remember... do not cross me, or I will make you regret it."

"I will not betray you, I promise."

Bardrick and Romethra then discussed the whole plan in detail and the distribution of loot in advance.

"Romethra, these are my daughters, Eli and Talia. For our alliance to prosper and to build trust between us, I present you, my daughters."

"Haha, Bardrick, I already have my female lambs to mount. So I won't take these flowers for myself... Recarde!" Romethra suddenly shouted a name that Bardrick had heard for the first time.

A tall, burly, and dark brown-skinned young barbarian stepped forward from the midst of the barbarians present there.

"Recarde... Tempo shi Seno gasho, Yeso?"

"Basho si seno kard maki!"

"Hmm... Good. Bardrick, this is my twelfth youngest son. He is also the most promising to take the seat of Basho from me in the future... He will mount your daughters."

Bardrick face twitched, but he hid it quickly and nodded his head to show he had no problem with it. Even though Bardrick wasn't a good father, even he didn't feel good upon hearing the words 'mount his daughters.'

Bardrick turned to leave after giving some words like 'please the new basho' to his daughters.

Eli and Talia were about to cry but seeing the stern look from their father, they sucked up their tears.

Viscount Bardrick left with a team of three hundred Barbarians. They will help him in defeating General Yasir's men and scaring off the pirates currently attacking the coastal city and villages under the domain of Viscount Bardrick. At the same time, Romethra would rally seven tribes of barbarians to attack Baron Regan's territory.

After Bardrick had left, Romethra gave some orders to his subordinates, and then he went inside another compartment of his tent where someone was already waiting for him.

"Shaman!" Romethra respectfully said outside the room, separated from the rest in the big tent.

"Romethra... Come in." An old hoarse voice sounded from inside. It felt eery but cordial. Even Romethra, the fearless barbarian, felt goosebumps rising on his back.

When Romethra entered the room, his body felt cold all over. The room was dark, very dark. Even with the luminescence stone embedded on the walls, Romethra could barely see two meters ahead.

"What did that human wanted?"

"He wanted to join hands with us to defeat his enemy... the problem for the sacrificial offering has also been solved," Romethra explained about everything he talked with Viscount Bardrick.

"Danny Glover?... Hm, never heard of him. But don't worry, with me, you don't have to fear any human powerhouses. Their elements would not be able to hold you back."

"Shaman, do we need to ally with Bardrick. With the war going on between the humans, I think we can easily capture twenty thousand lambs."

"Yes, we can. But with the help of Bardrick, we can get more sacrificial offerings. The bigger the strength of the sacrificial being, the benefits that you will reap will also be more significant. If we sacrifice human experts, you will never have to bow down to the Ullesis of Barbarians. You will become the next Ullesis."

"Shaman! Mind your tongue, or I will cut it apart with my own hands. I will never betray the Ullesis, so do not try to bewitch me with your words." Romethra looked quite angry. If not for the fear he had towards the mysterious shaman, he might have gone ahead and ripped the blasphemer's head.

The Ullesis of Barbarians is an extraordinary being in the hearts of every barbarian. Ullesis is a term given the ruler of Barbarians. Ullesis may not be the strongest barbarian, but they are unique because of their ability to communicate with the Barbarian God worshiped by every barbarian on this continent.

"I'm not bewitching you, Basho Romethra. I'm only revealing the ambition that is buried deep in your heart to you. Don't try to deny it. I know you want to become the next Ullesis. In fact, you also want to mount the current Ullesis. I can make that happen. Bring me the corpse of human powerhouses, as many as you can, and I will give you the strength that you always wanted. Also, if you capture them alive, it would be even better, but I think that would be a challenging task even for you." an old bony hand stretched out from the blurry shadows; there was a necklace on its palm.

Romethra's face changed from anger to astonishment to hope to greed to fear to jealousy and then to lust. It kept on changing for some time. But ultimately, Romethra decided to listen to his heart.

"What's in it for you, shaman? I always wondered." Romethra asked. He appeared to have made his mind and challenge the seat of Ullesis that he had admired since he was a child.. The necklace in Shaman's hand was the deciding factor.