Chapter 504 Breeding Experimental Field (Ⅰ)

"The strange man in black robe is named Shaman, and he is the 'Blighter' who conquered the sect. It is said that his status in the sect is not low. Judging from the information revealed in the conversation between him and Baldwin, Baldwin is also the one who conquered the sect. The member, who was ordered to purchase a pasture in Hows Town, seems to be conducting an experiment to breed thoroughbred horses, as for Sharman the Snake Hand, he should have come to accept Baldwin's experimental results on behalf of the higher-ups of the church, and we happened to meet him."

Joan whispered to Clark the details of the man in black robe.

"Breeding thoroughbred horses is not something shady. Why does Baldwin appear to be sneaky and take the trouble to set up the breeding ground underground?"

Clark scratched his head in confusion.

"This is unknown, maybe the conversation between Baldwin and Sharman can solve the mystery for us."

Joan tugged at the corner of the Frost Giant's clothes, led him back to a secluded corner away from Baldwin and Sharman, and then activated two "mythical powers" to continue the "invisibility" that was about to expire, so as not to expose his whereabouts.

If only Baldwin was present, Joanne didn't need to be so cautious, but the sudden appearance of "Snake Hand" Shaman, an unexpected powerful enemy, disrupted his plan, so he had to be more careful.

After re-blessing the "invisibility", Joan and Clark tiptoed back to the stable, hiding in the corner and eavesdropping on Baldwin and Sharman's chat.

Through the conversation between the two, Joan confirmed that Baldwin was indeed a member of the Order of Conquest, and by the way, another guess was verified: General Isaac Hooker, the garrison commander of Port Prince, was also a secret member of the Order of Conquest, and he was in the Order of Conquest. He has a higher status than "Snake Hand" Sharman, and is the head of the conquest order in the Yalfheim area.

Henry Baldwin's position in the conquest order is not high, and his qualifications are still young, so he was not qualified to be alone. But he is very smart and good at making money, and he is the nephew of General Hooker. With such a nepotism, it is not difficult to get ahead.

In order to show off his talents, Baldwin reported to "Snake Hand" Sharman his achievements in House Town this year in a slightly ostentatious tone. Mergers and acquisitions, planning to monopolize the horse farm business in House Town, and other suspected criminal methods were also revealed without shame.

"Snake Hand" Sharman did not condemn the criminal behavior described by Baldwin, but nodded and smiled frequently, giving praise and encouragement.

Hearing this, Joan could not help but frown, suspecting that the followers of the Conqueror Church were all villains like Baldwin and Sharman who were greedy for profit, had no moral bottom line, did whatever it took to achieve their goals, and even took pride in breaking the law. A decent person like Old Man Deng is regarded as a cult group.

At this time, "Snake Hand" Sharman had carefully looked at the fine-bred foal bred by Baldwin and expressed his satisfaction.

With the approval of the "Master Imperial Envoy" from the headquarters of the order, Baldwin obviously breathed a sigh of relief, and excitedly invited Baldwin to visit the row of prison-like stone houses opposite the stables.

"Lord Shaman, the stallions here are specially used for breeding. Frankly speaking, the reason why the foals we bred are excellent in all aspects has nothing to do with the female horses that bred them. The excellent pedigree mainly comes from the inheritance of the paternal side." Baldwin solemnly introduced.

Sharman nodded with a smile.

"Yesterday, I met with Your Excellency the General in Port Prince, and I heard him talk about this thoroughbred horse breeding project. Your Excellency also revealed to me that before you established this underground test field, this project had already been secretly carried out elsewhere. It took nearly ten years until it was confirmed that the program was feasible before it was launched on a large scale. Baldwin, compared to other breeding ranches that have been in existence for many years, the ranch you run has other advantages besides being larger ?"

"Lord Shaman, before I took over this work, there were indeed no less than ten experimental sites, but please forgive me, those pastures are not only small in scale, but also have very low breeding efficiency!"

"Actually, I don't blame my peers for this, it's mainly because 'stallions' are not easy to obtain, and the biggest advantage of the breeding test ground I established in Hows Town is that it is more convenient to hunt stallions. The female horses provide sufficient and excellent mates - as long as this bottleneck is broken, the efficiency of breeding thoroughbred foals can be greatly improved!"

Baldwin turned around and gestured to the guards in front of the stone house, signaling them to open the cell door and let out a high-quality "stallion" for Sharman to witness with his own eyes.

Joan hid in a dark corner not far away, staring at the slowly opened iron gate. He was very curious about the prisoners in the cell, until he witnessed a strong centaur rushing out of the cell door and angrily pounced on Baldwin, the doubts that had lingered in his heart for a long time finally dissipated.

It turned out that the so-called high-quality "stallion" that Henry Baldwin used to breed the female horse was not a real stallion, but a male centaur living in the jungle outside the town!

The centaur family did not have their own writing and language, and their cultural traditions were greatly influenced by elves. Since ancient times, "elven language" has been used as their mother tongue. It is no wonder that there are sometimes rude curses in the prison.

Although they use the same language, the centaurs, who are rough and unrestrained by nature, are different from the elegant and proud elves. They don't like the gorgeous rhetoric in the elf language.

The centaur man who was released kept cursing, and that was all he could not express his hatred for Henry Baldwin. Dragging heavy handcuffs and shackles, he struggled to rush towards Baldwin, wishing to smash the man who deprived him of his freedom to death. .

The guards on both sides came forward in time, and controlled the irritable centaur man with a harness to prevent him from attacking Baldwin.

Baldwin did something wrong, and felt a little uneasy. He moved to hide behind Sharman, not daring to look directly at the resentful man.

Sharman looked at the man with great interest, nodded in satisfaction, and said to Baldwin: "I like this guy, he looks full of vitality."

"Yes, Master Shaman, look at this muscular physique, strong muscles, and smooth and beautiful coat color, tsk tsk, whether you measure it by the standards of a stallion or a man, you can be called a masculine beauty." Man, our mare is very lucky." The smile on Baldwin's face gradually became obscene.

"I heard that there is a tribe of people and horses called the 'Ironshoe Clan' living in the jungle near House Town. Are all the people and horses you captured are members of the Ironshoe tribe?" Sharman asked Baldwin.

"That's right, Mr. Sharman, the reason why we chose to build a breeding test site in Hows Town is mainly because this town is close to the settlement of the centaur tribe, and the residents of the town have always had a friendly relationship with the centaur tribe, and there are often people coming to the town. Go to the town to drink and shop, so that we can track and capture them."

Baldwin said complacently.