Blood tax

Chapter 268 Human Elf Orcs and Trolls

The hooting of owls echoed in the treetops.It was already the morning of August 8th. After a long day, Griffith and Miss Elf were in the gloomy and corrupted forest, standing in front of the orcs and trolls they had just met.

The stench of decay fermented in the woods, and swamps hid beneath the thick leaves, the smell of victims of unfortunate missteps.

"I met them at the gathering of the mysterious and powerful Mr. Hermit," Griffith first introduced to Galadia, and then made a suggestion to the orcs, "Although our camps are hostile to each other, next time we go through the corruption The forest will be accompanied by unpredictable risks, even the enemy is better than twisted mutant creatures. Brunaf, as an officer of Bayeran, I propose to you a non-aggression agreement, and the time limit is 7 days."

Brunav nodded again and again: "The agreement is accepted. Mr. Death Knight is right. Those monsters corrupted by darkness have no mercy or reason. We can travel through this forest together."

Griffith turned to the elves and trolls for their advice.

"Humph!"

"I am sworn to death with the troll! (The immortal elf will not give up!)"

If it wasn't for Griffith and Borunave to stop her, Galadia and Miss Troll would have done it again.

"Evil and ignorant servant of the evil god! (Hypocritical and despicable slave owner butcher!)"

The two girls scolded at the same time.

Very nice and spirited.I was still crying at first, but now my spirits are up.Griffith looked at Galadia, even a little relieved.

However, it’s not enough to keep making trouble like this. He reached out and grabbed the elf’s hand, and said calmly: “Listen to me, now we will go through this forest first, and we will talk about your disputes later. There is a temporary truce and no conflicts. Blood Warrior and I will supervise You, sanction the party that breaks the peace."

Galadia immediately whispered, and nodded obediently.

The lady priest was still resentful, she seemed to hate the elves, or she suffered a lot from the fight just now.She looked at the quasi-knights and orcs, and asked suspiciously: "Aren't you also enemies? Why are you so easy to talk about?"

"That's right," Griffith and Borunaf nodded together,
"A stopgap measure of rational thought. (A desperation due to circumstances.)"

"Haven't you killed each other's clansmen?" Miss Priest continued to ask without thinking too much about it.

"Yes, to kill an orc warrior, you need three stabs with a spear, two stabs with a saber, and finally push him down." Griffith said, and gestured to stab the orc.

Brunaf was not to be outdone: "I have a lot of victories. Human knights are cunning and tenacious guys. You can't be careless until you chop off their heads with a battle axe."

"All in all a dangerous enemy. (Inglourious bastard not to be underestimated.)"

"Cruel and cunning clan savages! (Despicable and nasty Bajelan gang!)"

The more the two of them talked, the more angry they became. Thinking of the comrades who died under the other's battle ax and iron hooves, their anger became irresistible.Both Galadia and Miss Troll were stunned, seeing the two men in front of them jump up.

"Kill all the human dogs!"

"Slaughter all the orc pigs!"

The word orc pig made Brunave furious, he raised his hand and punched Griffith, the quasi-knight did not back down, and kicked his knee to knock him to the ground.

The two who had just signed a non-aggression pact fought in the forest until the priestess returned to the shadows and scared them away with a fear spell.Brunave screamed and jumped into a spider's nest, and Griffith fell into a mud hole nearby.

Galadia jumped up and grabbed the troll priestess lady by the hair and knocked her over.

After about a quarter of an hour, four guys of different races sat back again.Everyone has bruises or scratches on their faces and bodies.Miss Priest had her beautiful silver hair ripped off, and she hugged her legs and cried.

"What's going on... Our brains don't seem to work very well, stop beating," Griffith yelled, covering half of his swollen face, "The dark breath here must be hurting our sanity. "

"That's the same thing I was thinking about," Borunaf nodded and said, "The promise of a warrior is heavier than a rock. I am not an orc who violated the covenant. Just now, my hands and feet moved by myself."

Griffith stood up and said to the troll, "We will fight for honor after we pass through the forest and escape safely. Miss Priest, as the guardian knight of Galadia, I want to fight you one-on-one!"

Galadia, whose eyes were slapped like a monochrome bear, hugged his arm happily.The troll priest also stopped crying immediately, snapped his fingers, and agreed cheerfully.

"That's right, ouch," Borunaf agreed, and said while resetting his crooked fingers, "It's very dangerous to corrupt the forest, and I just dare to stick to it along the way. Staying there will hurt us With reason, act as soon as possible."

"All in all we now have a truce! A promise of non-aggression in honor," Griffith yelled. "Who's for it? Who's against it!"

"Whoever opposes us will smash his dog's head!" Borunaf echoed boldly.

……

This huge dark forest is like a belt between Canaan and the orc territory. It is long from east to west and shorter from north to south.If you make a detour along the area near the river on the south side of the forest, you are likely to be spotted and sniped by elf archers on the border.Taking a few armor-piercing arrows while traversing the rugged river bank is no joke.

According to Brunave's suggestion, the four of them first passed through the forest from south to north, and then Griffith and Galadia went to Yalan through the orc's territory.In the period when there was no war, orcs traded with humans and elves in fur, wood and minerals.

They go from sunrise to sunset.Darkness and shadows are still boundless.

Although the group of people are all powerful Extraordinary, trekking in such a forest is also very exhausting.

Disturbing whispers haunted them all the time.From time to time, strange voices came from the darkness.The aura of the mutated creature appeared and disappeared in the darkness, and it was only because of the strength of the four that they did not attack.

They walked all day and found little food.In the end, the priestess was the first one who couldn't walk anymore, she shuffled and wobbled at the end.

Everyone didn't have much food on them, and everyone's appetite was not small, so there was nothing to eat when it was dinner time.In a forest full of corruption and madness, the shapes and colors of animals and plants are completely different from the outside, and they all look dangerous, making people afraid to speak casually.

"Let's take a break," Griffith said, "Brunave and I will find some food, this is not going to work."

Upon hearing this, the priestess immediately collapsed on the grass.She rubbed her ankles and her stomach growled.

"As a troll, you really don't look good," Galadia touched a small pocket at her waist, shaking her head and looking at her, "Don't you call yourself the children of the forest?"

"Indeed, I'm not belittling you, Miss Priest," Brunaf also said, "but sometimes you really look like a weak human being."

Miss Troll sighed: "Maybe it's because I have half human blood."

"..." The humans, elves and orcs present were all stunned.

The troll lady slowly said in a flat tone: "My mother is a priest of the shadow god, she sheltered the refugees and orphans of the war.

"One day, a group of human knights stormed the temple where she was, massacred all the refugees, and then took turns assaulting her.

"She survived by luck, but became pregnant with me, a half-breed with impure blood. I should have been sacrificed as a dirty sacrifice, but the God of Shadow thought I was still useful and made me a His priests."

The atmosphere at the scene was so cold that water could turn into ice.

"I'm sorry," Griffith said with a serious face, "I apologize to you for the atrocities committed by my people, and I will not tolerate such atrocities."

"I don't care," the priestess waved her hand, "Those knights were also killed by our clansmen and paid the price. It is only natural that the victors will get wealth, territories and slaves."

"Yes, although I also feel extremely angry, but war is such a thing, killing and blood will bring corruption, not all creatures can become noble warriors like us orcs," Brunaf also said Interjected, "Miss Ranger, don't blame the Death Knight for this."

Galadia sat next to the priestess, took out a small piece of cocoa biscuit from her pocket and handed it to her: "This is for you to eat, this is the last piece. I will rest here with you for a while, and let them find it first." food."

"I don't want elf things!" The troll said stubbornly, "You guys are not so generous, there must be a conspiracy."

"Don't give it to me! (Don't give it to me!)" Griffith shouted with the orc.

The troll priest glanced at them in surprise, then looked at the small shortbread: "Is it such a delicious thing?"

She sniffed the little thing carefully, twisted it, and broke the two pieces of shortbread, looked at the black cocoa sauce in the middle, and licked it lightly.

"what!"

At that moment, Griffith thought that the bright morning light rose in the dark forest.The priestess took a bite of the shortbread and chewed it with a smile on her face.

"Really, it's so delicious! I never imagined that elves can make such food." She was already beautiful, and when she was smiling, she was as delicate as flowers in the valley.

Galadia hummed repeatedly: "Didn't expect that~"

Griffith felt even hungrier after seeing the troll eat up the cocoa pretzels so quickly that there was nothing left.He patted Brunave, reminding him to go for food.

The orc stared at Miss Troll with wide eyes as if petrified.

"Warriors, hurry up, we need to search as soon as possible from dusk to late night." Griffith reminded.

But the orc didn't realize it, his eyes were shining, and his big and powerful mouth muttered:
"I have to find a way to marry this girl."

(End of this chapter)