Durin's Diary

Chapter 628 Hunting Ground
What's more, if the girls give birth to daughters in the future, it will be a good thing that will benefit all living beings. Now those legendary families who have two or three-year-old boys are holding them tightly in their arms, waiting for the good news from Du Lin.

If it's a girl, that's great, everyone's children will show their talents.

If it's a boy, there's no problem, being brothers is also nice, but the college where the children go to school may become very crowded.

As Savoys, the focus of everyone's attention is of course Lady Elisa of the Idar family. Although other ladies' children are not bad, there is a saying among the Savoys that every man has his place. The Savoys have Lady Elisa in this place, but if the Savoys overstep their boundaries, it will be a big problem.

But personally, the young man prefers Lady Antalia of the grassland elves. Her child with Lord Durin will definitely be very cute and will definitely be more popular - the entire eastern territory is looking forward to it. If a Savoy like him dares to steal the artifact, he will probably be buried by the grassland elves on a lush beach in minutes.

Just as I was thinking this, the druid from the sky came down.

He said that the green-skinned orcs who were not engulfed by the sea of ​​fire threw away their weapons and armor and ran away.

"Lotta, don't just stand there, come with us to the battlefield." The old Duke of Savoy shouted to the young man.

The young man quickly climbed out of the trench.

The old dukes all came out, and naturally the young officer followed with a team of guards.

He still did not wear his black and red military uniform. Instead, like all commanders, he wore the same lead-gray combat uniform as the soldiers. The irregular color blocks on it were said to have a certain camouflage effect in an environment like the woods.

To be honest, in a fallen leaf environment, it is indeed difficult to see the target's location clearly if you don't know where the person is from the beginning.

"Hello, I'm Rota, from the Savoy Military Observation Corps." Rota was neither from the north nor from Sydney, so he shamelessly extended his hand.

"Hello, I'm Rovsky, a graduate of the first class of the military academy under His Excellency the Principal."

"You became a school officer at the age of seventeen. That's amazing! You must have been number one," Luo Ta exclaimed. This person's status was definitely not given by his ancestors. You have to know that he was an orphan in the army, so he must have performed extremely well in school. "Unlike me, I only have what I have thanks to the support of my ancestors."

Rota knew his own strengths and weaknesses. When it came to shooting, he could still compete with this guy, but when it came to marching and fighting, this young man in front of him could probably help Rota think of a hundred ways to die just by squinting his eyes.

Obviously, his statement was very helpful in bringing the young people closer together, and the young man laughed. "I'm actually only fifth. My ancestors have five colonels and one general. The principal just needs to teach me about military academy knowledge, and I'll learn it. I don't know if this is good or bad, but the principal said I was born to be a military man."

"I heard that your principal is Mr. Du Lin. Does he have time? I heard he is very busy." Rota sighed.

"Yes, Your Excellency is very busy every day. As you know, Legends don't rest much, so he often only sleeps for two or three days." At this point, he looked at Luo Ta and said, "Sir Luo Ta...Isn't that how you call each other here?"

"You can just call me Rota. I'm just a combat officer at Savoy. Don't be fooled by the gun in my hand. It's fine for hunting deer. But if you really ask me to arrange defenses and personnel, I think your principal would be so angry that he would throw me off the ground."

The young people who gathered nearby all laughed.

"The principal wouldn't be that violent. The most he'd do is give you ten lashes of the military lash and expel you. But so far, we haven't had a first-term student who's made him so angry."

Through Rovsky, Rota learned that this military academy in Dulin had accepted many talented military orphans, and he even had some children from the farm.

"Do the children on the farm also fight in wars?" a young man asked curiously.

"You know what? The top student of our first term is a kid from the farm. He's only fifteen years old, a hybrid of a grassland elf and a deer. Don't be fooled by his skinny figure, but he's never lost a mock battle." When this person was mentioned, all the young people present could sense the complex emotions in Luo Fusi's eyes. He was definitely not convinced, and who among the young people could ever be convinced?

But he was also convinced because he had lost to him before. Every time he thought he could win, he would challenge the young man, but he lost to him every time.

"The principal said that he was born in the wrong era, Admiral. If he had been born a thousand or even hundreds of years later, he might have become an even more remarkable fleet commander."

"Is he so powerful? When you are free, please introduce him to us." Rota said.

"Okay." Rovsky nodded, and then meant that they had something to do - near the sea of ​​fire, there were some corpses of green-skinned orcs who escaped from the sea of ​​fire but were eventually burned to death.

Rota walked over and took a look at the corpse. "It's all burnt. Are your flames really not magical? I've only seen this kind of burnt flesh on the bodies of mages' targets."

"Didn't you say you were a staff officer?" a peer asked doubtfully.

"It's a Savoyard execution, but you're not a Savoyard." Another peer helped explain.

"The Savoy burning was a punishment for the most heinous crimes. The victim would be ignited by the wizard's flames." At this point, Rovsky poked the corpse with his cane. "The muscles still had some elasticity. This guy was lucky not to be covered by the incendiary fuel. Although the surface was charred, he wasn't completely cooked."

Some of my peers have already run aside and started vomiting.

This made Rovsky look at Rota: "You said you were a staff officer, but I don't think you are. Savoy's burning at the stake was so much that it could desensitize you."

"Of course not. I've seen this kind of ammunition during the offensive and defensive battle on the peninsula last year. At that time, all I smelled every day was either burnt or fragrant. I didn't eat a piece of meat for six months." When Rota mentioned this, his face was full of sadness - he was a monkey without a tail, a meat-loving guy who hadn't eaten a piece of meat in six months. He even vomited after drinking the broth.

"I understand. The first time I saw this thing thrown into the experimental animals, I vomited. But then I thought about it and realized it was an orc who died, so I felt much better. After all, only dead orcs are good orcs."

"That's absolutely true." Rota smiled and gave a thumbs up.

Then suddenly, everyone heard screams.

Rota subconsciously raised the gun in his arms. He saw an unlucky young man crawling away from a green-skinned orc who had gotten up.

"Do you want to catch him alive?" asked Rota.

"The zoo is almost full, kill him!" laughed the old duke of the Northern Kingdom.

The old Duke of Savoy beside him smiled and nodded.

So Rota pulled the trigger.

Watching the greenskin's head being blown off by the bullet and falling, Rota showed off his gun to his young new friends: "Lord Durin's semi-automatic gun, 10mm shell, it's selling like hotcakes in the hunting circle."

"I know. The slogan is the perfect combination of firing rate, accuracy and lethality. You must be rich." Rovsky said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)