I'm not that kind of orc

Yeah, it'd be nice if the guy could keep it straight...

But she is just a pervert who only lives according to her own desires!

I ignored her, opened the door and stepped into the meeting hall.

The spar lamp illuminated the entire hall, and Roland sat behind a huge round table waiting for me.

"It's finally here. I've been waiting for a long time. Sit down." Roland smiled, beckoned to me, and pointed to a seat. "I obviously asked Miria to let you come here at midnight."

"Who asked you to pass the message to a pervert who puts his own desires first? It's not bad to be able to pass the message. Didn't you call me with a familiar before?" I walked over to that position sit down.

That guy was going to run away when we were watching him after fighting Igna for a few rounds.

Although I didn't ask what she was planning to do when she touched my residence until the end, I can guess that it is definitely not serious.

By the way, how did she determine the location of my room in such a large camp?

"Actually, my familiar has already flown to that camp in the afternoon, and it went around to find your place and let it rest in the camp. I was planning to call you out at this time, but in the end I happened to meet Miria who was wandering around in disguise, so I just asked her to help me pass the message." Roland said with a smile.

"So you told her where I live! It's a shame you recognized her!" I kept complaining.

"Don't forget that the collar is a magic tool I made. In addition to controlling body movements, it also has the function of locking the position. Of course I can recognize her when she wears it." Roland smiled complacently.

"Obviously my familiars are already in the camp, but I specifically asked Miria to send a message. Are you doing this on purpose?" I rubbed my forehead.

"That's not true. It was purely a coincidence that I met Miria, and it was just incidental to let her pass the message. The reason why I really let her go to you is for your safety. The person who first found out that there are other intruders , It's actually me." Roland's expression turned serious.

I froze for a moment.

"I deployed more than one familiar in the camp...Although I couldn't fully catch the opponent's trace at the time, I noticed that the person was approaching you. At that time, I happened to find Miria. Let her rush over. But judging from the results..." She raised her eyebrows, and looked at me with meaningful eyes, "It seems that I have too many things."

"..."

Obviously, she also witnessed the situation at the scene through the familiar.

"Brock, you let that man go on purpose, didn't you?" she asked, looking me in the eyes.

"...Yes." After a moment of silence, I nodded, "That person is actually—"

"You don't need to tell me, I trust your judgment." Roland suddenly smiled and shook his head, "Let's talk about business. You should have a solid idea of ​​why I asked you to come here at this time, right?"

I nodded.

She also smiled contentedly.

Then we speak at the same time:

"Are you going to talk about this negotiation?"

"It's a midnight rendezvous?!"

Words with very different intonations and content came out of our mouths.

Silence suddenly descended on this space.

For a long time, I stared at Roland standing up blankly, stretched my hand back and picked up the chair I was sitting on just now with one hand, stepped on the conference round table designed for elves, which was obviously shorter for me, and put the chair in my hand The chair was raised high towards Roland.

"Well, Brock, you look a little scary..." Roland shrouded in the shadow cast by me curled up on the chair, his smile became a little forced, "I can't restrain you now without a collar around your neck , I feel very insecure with you like this... Well, I was just joking, don't be so serious please..."

"Of course I know you're joking." I looked down at her with a stern expression, and then raised my voice, "But is it time to joke now!? I'm still in the mood to make nasty jokes at this time, I really want to take this chair directly Slashed you!"

"But it's useless to be nervous. I just wanted to adjust the atmosphere, but you ended up being so rough... It's too much!" She deliberately put on an aggrieved expression, and said repeatedly The line is also a bit wobbly.

And I couldn't help shivering: "I'm going, stop selling this kind of cuteness when you're old, okay? It doesn't suit you at all, and I have goosebumps."

"That's really too much, Brock." Roland put on a serious expression uncharacteristically, "If you convert it to human standards, I'm only in my twenties, and I was young!"

"Okay, okay, I get it, I get it." I had no choice but to put down my chair, sat down again, and suddenly smiled wryly, "It's been a long time since I saw you in the mood to make such a joke..."

I can see that since the six major tribes threatened to declare war on Saidian, she has been in a rather depressed state, and her whole body is as tense as a bowstring, even if she helped me take off the collar yesterday The little tease before that also has a sad meaning.

But now, that oppressive feeling is gone.

Black Cloud Overwhelms the City (2)

"Maybe I was infected by you. I really didn't expect you to come out like that before today's negotiation... For some reason, I suddenly felt a lot easier after seeing the way you made a decision. Anyway Things have become like this, and we can only do our best to do what we should do.”

Roland also smiled, and then his eyes became serious, "Now let's talk about the business, how to stop this conflict, have you thought of any way, Brock?"

"This, the specific solution. To be honest, I have no idea at all. There is too little information now." I scratched my head.

"Indeed, no useful information can be obtained even by probing." Roland nodded, "The representatives of the orcs, especially your sister, are very tight-lipped."

"But at least it can be seen that the leader who leads all this is here. Obviously, the Shouya clan is leading this matter."

"Are you so sure?" Roland raised his eyebrows.

"The representative seat of the Bloodaxe clan is occupied by Igna from the Hunting Tooth clan. Whether it is meeting the queen or the first round of negotiations, she is leading." I paused here, "Then the six major clans The hostages requested were also detained in the Shouya clan in the end."

"Your sister, does she have a high status in the Shouya clan?" Roland asked.

I froze for a moment, scratched my head and smiled wryly: "Oh yes, Roland, you probably don't know who she married into the Shouya clan, right? In fact, she married the young chief of the Shouya clan who had just ascended the throne. "

"So it's the chief's wife." Roland nodded knowingly.

"She won the title of 'Warrior' at the age of 16, and she is well-known among several tribes. At the beginning, many people proposed to her, all of whom were outstanding people from various tribes. In fact, with her ability, even if the person she married Not being a chief, he should be able to win this level of prestige and status in any tribe."

"But it's not enough just to know which force is leading. Without sufficient reason, the rest of the tribes will not intervene in such a big matter."

Roland got to the core of the problem. Obviously, it was impossible for the other five tribes to send troops to the civilized world in the south just for the reason of standing out for the Bloodaxe clan. There must be some important reason for them to make such a big splash.

"That's right, to find a way to stop the conflict, we must first find out the real reason why the six major tribes suddenly threatened Saidian. Roland, I need your help." I looked into Roland's eyes seriously and said.

"It seems that you already have a direction of action. Tell me, what do you want me to do?" Roland squinted and smiled.

"I hope you can help me contact our chief, and use your familiar to go deep into the Bloodaxe clan's residence." I said my plan.

"Do you think he'll tell us?"

"He should not have been involved in this matter. Igna represented the Bloodaxe clan in the negotiations without authorization. So far I haven't seen the Bloodaxe clan appear on the table. I always feel that my tribe has not cooperated with this. The most important point is that our chief has always been a peaceful faction."

"Peace faction?"

"Yes, in fact, when we moved to the valley and settled down and were constantly harassed by you, there were also calls for a fight to the death within the tribe. Some people proposed to send troops to attack your border defense."

Roland nodded: "No matter where it is, as long as there is a conflict, there will be doves and hawks."

"It was the old chief who suppressed these opinions by virtue of his prestige. He has been insisting on finding a peaceful solution. He is a prudent man, and I don't think he will meddle in such a risky matter... I can tell you The location of his residence, I think if I asked, he should tell me the truth."

"From the current situation, it seems that the position of the Bloodax clan is really delicate." Roland nodded in agreement, but then shook his head again, "But unfortunately, Brock, I can't do this for the time being."

"Why?" I was a little surprised, "Is it too far away?"

"No, as long as you use props that can supply magic power, the casting distance of the possessed familiar can be very long. But the problem is, from the information I have so far, it seems that your chief is not in your residence. "

This made me feel confused: "How do you know?"

"Do you think I haven't done anything for so many days? I've been using my familiars to gather information on the orcs. In addition to investigating the deployment of troops from the six major tribes, my familiars have also penetrated into the residence of the Bloodaxe clan. From the fragmentary information I have obtained so far, it seems that your chieftain has left the tribe in name, and went to the camp near the border to participate in the command of the coalition forces of the six major tribes. Now some of your elders are taking charge of him powers."

"Old chief, go to command the coalition forces?" I couldn't help frowning, "I really can't imagine that he would agree to cooperate with other tribes' plan to threaten Saidian by declaring war. With his temperament... I don't think so either. He's going to make that kind of compromise."

"From the current situation, I personally feel that the Bloodaxe clan's participation in this matter is likely due to the situation. If, as you said, your chief will not agree to this plan, then I think he is very likely Where is he under house arrest?"

"House arrest?" I frowned even more tightly, "This... Our chief is very prestigious among several tribes, and the elders of several tribes were even his students. With his reputation, it is difficult for me to Imagine someone could do that and put him under house arrest."

"But no matter what, we don't know exactly where he is now. In this case, I can't bypass surveillance and help you contact him." Roland spread his hands at me.

"What about using familiars to search? Find more people and send more familiars to find his location. I can draw a portrait of the old chief..."

"But Brock, your grades in painting class in the academy are very poor. How about I remember that your grades at the end of the year seem to be zero?" Before I finished speaking, Roland laughed narrowly, "If it's not for interest Subjects are not included in the total score, so your ranking at that time may not be dragged out of the top [-]."

"That's not true! That's because the exam question was a self-portrait, and the professor lost consciousness in fright when she turned over my painting at the end, and she didn't give me a grade at all!" I protested earnestly by knocking on the table with the back of my hand.

"Oh, that seems to be the case." Roland looked as if he had just remembered, "but it's a pity that Brock, even if you draw it, it's useless. To search such a large area, you need a considerable number of familiars, so it's easy Be noticed. Orc shamans don't understand our spells, but it doesn't mean they can't sense abnormal magical reactions, and I guess other mages can't hide it as well as I do."

"Then tell me earlier, why did you blackmail my painting level?" I thumped the table hard.

Roland took it with a smile, and corrected his expression again: "In short, if we want to find you and find your chief, we have to find another way. At least we have a direction of action now—"

boom!

The door of the conference hall was knocked open without warning.

"Roland!" Miriah yelled and broke in, interrupting Roland's words.

As soon as she took a step, she suddenly stopped suddenly, causing her to almost fall forward, but fortunately she held the door frame with quick eyes and hands - I remembered that I had ordered her not to come within five meters of me.

"Miriya?" Roland cast his eyes on her, "What's wrong?"

"Come out quickly! Something has happened!" Miria who was standing at the door shouted at us eagerly, "The orc army is approaching the border!"

Black Cloud Overwhelms the City (3)

The moment I stepped out of the conference hall, I felt something was wrong.

This kind of strangeness does not refer to the noise on the nearby defensive wall, but something more intuitive - the surrounding area is obviously much darker than when we came in.We could still see a little moonlight when we came, but now, only the light of the spar lamp standing nearby gave us a slanted shadow outside.

"There is something wrong with the direction of Yunliu." Roland walked out leaning on his staff and looked up at the sky.

I followed suit and looked up, the sky was pitch black, as thick as asphalt, and there was obviously a large thick cloud covering the sky—very abnormal, it was sunny today, and I didn’t see a cloud at all this night before.

A breath of tidal soil poured into the nostrils, as if a thunderstorm was approaching.I noticed the problem, and I sank down to sense it with my spirit, and gradually sensed the elemental disturbance in the sky.

This feeling is a bit like the thunder cloud summoned by the thunder eagle at that time, but this time the flow of elements sensed is far more majestic than the one summoned by a thunder eagle, and it is also more orderly.If the elements that the Thunder Sculpture uses instinctively are compared to a rushing tide, then this flow of elements is like a grand army occupying the entire plain and advancing in an orderly manner.

"Someone used a spell... No, it should be a lot of people summoning this thunderstorm cloud together." Roland analyzed, "I'm afraid it was a collective spell cast by a shaman."

Not far away, Miria gave instructions to her subordinates, and then she turned to us: "Go, go to the city wall! You can already see the army on the border."

We followed her quickly to the bottom of the defensive wall, and climbed to the top of the wall along the outer stone steps, where the elf guards had been deployed, and cloaked archers and robed mages lined up neatly along the edge of the city wall.The city walls were dark, and a limited number of spars were lit and placed on the ground, just enough that people would not bump into each other while moving.This approach is easy to understand. Holding up the light source when defending the city at night will only make it easier for the enemy to see the layout of the city wall.However, the outer wall of the city wall is embedded with a considerable number of crystals designed to focus light beams in different directions, so as to see the situation under the city wall and the enemies climbing the wall in the dark.

Then in the distance, countless torches gathered light spots into an ocean.

It was the orc army of the six major tribes. In the distance, there were long snakes composed of torches that flowed into the ocean continuously. Armored orcs held torches and heavy weapons gathered at the edge of the forest.

I noticed that this army did not carry siege equipment, arrow towers, siege vehicles, catapults... nothing, only assembled soldiers, it seems that this army probably needs axes, fangs and nails to attack tear down the wall.But with the help of the flames, I saw the figures of the totem-painted robes sewn with animal skins surrounded by infantry in the rear.

Shamans assembled in groups.

"Quick! Quick! Form up! Bring up the arrows!" A familiar voice came from not far away.

I turned my head to look over there, and vaguely saw a figure in a cloak approaching, followed by a entourage dressed as a knight.

It was Tolivia and Testa, and we were able to recognize each other by the little light under our feet when we got close to a few steps away.