Chapter 930 Telling Lies over and over Again

I repeated the lie I made up to the goblin leader several times in a row, but the old woman still looked like she couldn't stop, just like a drug addict who is obsessed with drugs.

Seeing this, I had no choice but to continue talking. Later, I felt sick after telling those lies, but the head of the goblin clan still never tired of hearing them. Not only her, I was shocked to find that during the time when I was repeating lies Here, behind the goblin clan leader, her clan members were already surrounded. The expressions of these people were the same as those of the clan leader.

I find it embarrassing to make up lies in front of a group of people who are listening to me in awe.

"Is this really good?" Odachi's voice rang in my head: "Exchanging a bunch of lies for the debt on the bill?"

"I don't feel good either"

"Do you really feel bad?" Odachi said again: "Look at them all listening intoxicated, like drug addicts. This means that you have met their needs, and the same is true for obtaining funds. It should be."

"Are you going to approve of my behavior or oppose my behavior?"

Odachi said hey: "I'm just teasing you. If I were you, I would definitely make up more exciting stories to make them happy and in exchange for more profits."

"I've always had a question that I can't figure out," I said in my mind: "As a knife, why are you so obsessed with money?"

"Your question is very rude, brat." Odachi said: "Although I am a sword, I am a sword with goals and pursuits. My dream is to hang all kinds of weapons on the blade. Such gold and silver jewelry, with countless priceless pearls and diamonds inlaid on the handle. When anyone sees me, they can't help but say, "Ah! This must be a priceless knife! Only the most noble status" Talent deserves it!'"

"Why do I feel that your dream is so difficult to realize?"

"What's the problem?" Odachi asked.

"Most people would say something like this after seeing you, 'Ah, your knife is so gorgeous. It must have cost a lot of money, right?'"

Odachi: "Although I don't like your speculation very much, I can't deny that this should be the truest first reaction of human beings. It's a sad reality."

"Yes, the reality is really sad." I sighed deeply: "While I am talking nonsense to you in my heart, I also make up lies for a group of people to listen to, and I also have to make them believe the lies I made up with all my emotions. It’s true, I have to deal with possible questions at any time, it’s so stressful!”

"Who told you to make up lies?" Odachi said scornfully.

"Can we not make up lies?" I said: "Look at their longing eyes, and then think about what we know about Ophelia. In addition to continuing to make up lies according to the possible plots on the carvings, there are other Is there any way?"

"You can tell her the truth," Odachi said.

"Is this your suggestion just to tease me?" I asked.

"Hey, you've become smarter, you brat, you already know how to answer quickly."

I:

This is the sixty-fifth time I have told the elf clan leader and other elf clan members. I feel like my mouth is almost losing control.

Finally, a younger goblin huffed, and then some of the goblins around her started to huff, and not long after, even the goblin clan leader followed suit.

The clan leader rubbed his eyes, stood up, and said to the clansmen behind him: "That's the end of today's story. You all can go and have a rest."

The clansmen dispersed in twos and threes, and soon, only the goblin clan leader and I were left on the field.

Although the clan leader cheered, she still looked at me energetically and said: "The sleepy clan members have rested, and no one will affect the atmosphere anymore. Please tell the old woman a few more times."

With a grimace on my face, I secretly took out my pocket watch and took a look at it. I wiped it, and it was almost two o'clock!

I looked bitter and said, "Grandma, the patriarch, to tell you the truth, I am actually sleepy too."

"Are you sleepy too?" The patriarch came closer to me, took a look, and said, "No, I think you are quite energetic. You didn't even take a breath."

"Yeah, I rarely breathe when I'm sleepy. I basically just sleep on the pillow."

She sighed, slightly disappointed, and said, "Since you are sleepy too, I won't force you. I will order someone to prepare a room for you later, so you can have a good rest."

Although I couldn't bear to see her disappointed expression, the feeling of not sleeping all night was really uncomfortable. I was not yet selfless enough to give up sleep because of sympathy.

While watching the goblin leader instructing his tribe to help me prepare the room, I reached into my pocket, ready to grab the water bag and take a sip. Unexpectedly, my fingers touched a hard, cylindrical object.

I subconsciously took it out and took a look: it was a wooden, very gorgeous and exquisite scepter!

Oops, I actually forgot about it. It just so happened that the Elf Clan Leader was by my side. With her well-informed vision, she might be able to save the cost of finding an appraiser to appraise the scepter.

I got closer to the goblin leader and looked sideways at her. I saw her with an obsessed expression, sometimes smiling, sometimes shocked, and sometimes pensive. These expressions were the same as when I told her about Ophelia's deeds.

It seems that the patriarch is trapped in her own erotic world and should not be disturbed.

So, I took back my scepter, sat back to my original position, and waited for them to help me tidy up the room.

At this moment, the body of the goblin leader trembled slightly. She came back to her senses, turned to look at me, and said, "Did you want to ask me a question just now?"

"Ah, I have a small request," I said, "but it's not a big deal."

"Speak out," the patriarch said, "Maybe I can help you. After all, you brought me the precious deeds of His Majesty Ophelia. Ten thousand gold coins alone cannot repay this kindness."

"Okay then." I took out the scepter again, handed it over, and said, "Please help me see what this is."

The goblin leader carefully took the scepter. She looked at the patterns and patterns on it, and her originally calm expression suddenly changed, with layers of confusion on her face.

She frowned and looked serious. She raised her head and asked me, "Where did you get this scepter?"

"It's in the tomb I explored yesterday," I said. "It's in a pretty big metal box. I took a lot of trouble to get it out. By the way, do you know what this is? ?”

"I know," the goblin leader said seriously, "Of course I know what this is."

I studied her expression and said cautiously: "It looks like this is not an ordinary scepter?"