I'm not that kind of orc

"Hey, let me tell you, in the dark alleys I passed just now, I seem to have caught a glimpse of one or two people selling something inside. It can't be some contraband, right?" Feilan seemed to be thinking about something, Some excitedly asked Arsena.

"No... This can be regarded as a regular market subject to security control, and the black market with contraband circulation will be more hidden. Those people set up stalls in it because their products are generally not something you can buy in public—" When Arsena said this, her footsteps suddenly stopped, and her words also stopped.

"What's wrong?" I noticed her unusual reaction.

Arsena blinked her eyes twice, smiled and replied, "Ah, in the alley I just passed, I saw an informant I knew. I want to go over and ask her if she has any information related to the case recently."

Indeed, it is necessary to obtain more information before taking action, and every opportunity to collect information should not be missed.

"Then I'll go with you." I said casually.

"Don't, er, that..." Arsena's expression showed a momentary unnaturalness, but it returned to normal in a blink of an eye, "ah, that information dealer is very vigilant and only deals with people he knows. If you go together I'm worried that he will become suspicious. I'll just go alone, don't worry, this is also a street market, so there is no danger of disappearing. You just stay here for a while and look at the stalls next to you."

"Oh, good, you go." I nodded.

So Arsena went to the alley over there, and Feilan and Princess Alyssa immediately began to look at the human crafts on the side stalls with great interest. Obviously, they had been curious for a long time after walking this way. .

At this moment, Angelica came over and tugged on my sleeve: "Brock."

"What?" I looked down.

"Alsena, you were lying just now." She looked up at me and said expressionlessly.

I remembered that this girl has the ability to judge people's lies by observing people's pupils.

To be honest, I also feel that Arsena's appearance just now is a bit wrong.

The smile on her face just now reminds me of the cover-up smile she always put on me when she was still dressed as a man.

Something is wrong, this guy won't want to make trouble again, right?

I pictured the mirror she had set up in my bathroom the day before yesterday.

"I'll go and have a look, you and them are waiting here." I left such a sentence and strode towards the alley.

These alleys are narrower than the trails outside, and the shadows of the houses make the inside look extremely dark even in broad daylight.

Not far away, I saw Alsena talking to the female stall owner next to a stall with her back turned to me, so I approached slowly with light steps.

Their dialogue became clearer as the distance drew closer.

"...Wow, miss, that is a full-color picture scroll for collection. Most people can't afford it. How can I have so many in stock? You can burn it as soon as you say."

"Wow, it's better than being found out. It's hard for me to burn it before I finish watching it. It's gone... Then do you have anything else? That, beast, beastman..." Arsena said It's a little hard to tell.

I immediately remembered the "secret document" that Althea threw into the fireplace yesterday.

I leaned over and forgot to glance at the stall, and saw a pile of books and scrolls on it. The covers of those books looked very familiar to me—very similar to the covers of Roland's pile of books I had seen.

Just now Arsena said that these stalls in the alley are not good for showing up and buying things.

I suddenly felt my cheeks twitch.

"The beast-themed book, right? Yes, yes, I drew a lot of beast-themed, because it is very popular and sells well. After all, everyone is curious about the size of the beast, but to be honest, I also take pictures of other people's paintings. I came to paint. Oh, I really want to paint like the real thing!" said the stall owner with fascination.

...Damn the size of the orcs to mess with you?

"I almost saw it..." Arsena murmured to herself somewhat disappointed.

"Miss, what did you say?"

"No, it's okay, take it out quickly, I'm in a hurry. Orc-themed... er, it's best to have a princess-themed one, full color is the best, money is not a problem!"

"Oh, it's quite refreshing this time, Miss. I really want you to see how you blushed when you glanced at the cover last time. I really don't know whether you should say you are innocent or dirty." The stall owner said teasingly, "Then since If you are so rich, let me sell you a good service."

"What service?"

"Customized book. I can draw it according to the person you designate, and you can also choose the plot." The artist smiled evilly, "And it is guaranteed to be a unique copy, which is very valuable for collection."

"Can this be done?" Even though my back was turned to this side, I could still imagine Arsena's eyes widening from the surprised tone.

"Of course, I am the most professional painter, and my paintings have won awards in Saidian, which is the most competitive in the industry!" The female stall owner said confidently.

I felt my face darken unconsciously.

I said that this group of human beings is not exactly the same as those elves in terms of freeing themselves except for a little less prejudice?

Start being a detective today (7)

?The conversation between the two is still going on.

"How can you be so proficient at drawing this as a woman?" Arsena was quite emotional.

"Don't you, a young lady, just buy it and see it? I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. There are actually quite a few paintings in this area, whether it is a female painter or a female reader. This is also an art!" The female stall owner didn't think so. smiled happily.

Art you mother - I almost shouted out.

"Okay, have you thought it through? Why don't you order a copy first." The artist coaxed, "Miss, you like princesses, don't you? I can draw the princess like you! "

Please, the one in front of you is a real princess, okay?

"Is this so exciting?" Alsena covered her mouth, her voice sounded half shy and half excited.

"Don't be shy, it's just a notebook, it's harmless. In this kind of thing, the pursuit is excitement!" I faintly saw the artist give a thumbs up.

Then I heard Alsena say coyly: "Then... can orcs also be painted as models?"

I felt the corners of my eyes twitch involuntarily.

"Eh? Is there an orc model?" I got excited about changing the artist this time.

"Yes, it's just outside the alley. But you can only go there and take a sneak peek, and you must not be discovered by him."

"Huh? Can't you let him take off his clothes and let me draw a full-body figure?" The painter's mood went down again.

"No, no, he will definitely be angry if he finds out!" Arsena shook her head violently.

If you know I'll be angry, then don't do it!

"Oh, miss, you actually knew a real orc!" The artist sighed, then thought for a while, and asked curiously, "Excuse me, miss, let me ask, are you -"

Her words got stuck in her throat.

Because at this time I was close to Arsena's back, she immediately noticed me who was more than two heads taller than Arsena.

"What did you want to say just now?" Arsena hadn't noticed the situation behind her.

"Aha..." The female artist glanced at me, twitched the corners of her lips in embarrassment, and turned her gaze back to Alsena's face, "That lady, the orc you mentioned...is it about two meters tall? Tall, with a powerful face and slightly shorter tusks, a young orc in hides and leather jackets?"

"Yeah...Huh? How do you even know what clothes he's wearing today?"

"Uh, because..." the female artist hesitated, "He is standing behind you now."

Arsena froze immediately.

The air became silent.

After a long time, Arsena struggled to twist her rusty neck, and turned her face this way.

His face was covered with cold sweat.

"Yo." I looked down at her with a straight face, "Come here to buy 'secret documents' from an 'information broker', right?"

"B, Mr. Bullock... what a coincidence, haha..." She forced a smile.

There was a rustling sound in my ear, and I glanced to the side, and saw the painter staring at us dazedly, holding a drawing board and drawing drafts on it like a convulsion.

"Hey! Stop it! What are you drawing!?" I gave her a glare.

Also, what is the meaning of the title of "Orcs and Fallen Princesses—Punishment and Training in the Alley" on the manuscript?

"It's okay, please continue, please treat me as if I don't exist!" said the female painter with bright eyes.

"Stop! If you keep drawing, believe it or not, I will push your head into the wall!" Seeing that the face of the orc in her draft became more and more like me, I couldn't help but threatened.

Hearing this, the painter stopped his pen, quickly packed up the booth, put the drawing board on his back, and then got up and ran.

"Miss, I have the inspiration to customize the book, remember to take a look at the draft someday!" She shouted excitedly while running.

Althea and I were the only ones left in the alley.

Arsena slowly turned her whole body this way, then began to slowly move sideways, trying to get around me and get out of the alley.

"Stand there and don't move." I said coldly.

Althea stopped.

"Ahaha, Mr. Bullock..." As if to ease the atmosphere, she pulled the corners of her mouth into a dry smile, and then she couldn't keep the smile on my tensed expression, "Hey, are you angry?"

"Yeah." I answered her, rubbing my knuckles.

"H-Hand down softly..." She begged with a bitter face.

After a while, I pushed her out of the alley and joined the other three.

"It hurts to death..." Arsena wailed aggrievedly while clutching her forehead.

"Is this the case?" Princess Alisa noticed her teary eyes and couldn't help asking with concern.

"Wow, where did you hit your head?" Feilan gloated.

"It's been a long time, what are you going to do?" Angelica turned her head sideways.

"It's nothing, just punishing some idiot who went shopping blindly at work." I flicked my fingers.

Hearing my words, Princess Alisa and Feilan's expressions became a little stiff, and they simultaneously hid the bracelets and other small jewelry bought from a small stall behind their backs.

"You guys..." I couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

He couldn't help but think back to the time when he went hunting Thunder Sculpture with this group of guys who didn't feel nervous.

After a lot of trouble, we finally arrived at our destination.

Arsena's small team had been waiting there for a long time. As soon as they saw one of our team leader knights, they came forward to salute Arsena and reported the situation.

"Everyone, this is the area, at the junction of the old city and the abandoned city, there have been three disappearances in just half a month." Arsena explained to us, "The sheriff has issued a notice in the old city , now there should be very few residents approaching here."

"Is it possible? Maybe those prisoners are no longer active here." Feilan complained.

"Even if it's just a chance, we can only go head-to-head." I spoke, "This matter cannot be delayed, and we must do what we can."

"I will deploy these personnel in a hidden and safe place in the old city. As long as the assembly signal is issued, they will rush over immediately." As discussed in advance, Arsena took charge of the command of the operation, "I Ask them to bring everyone's equipment, please pay attention to safety when you act."

"Come on, girl, you put this on." Feilan took out a bracelet-shaped jewelry and handed it to Angelica.

"What is this for?" Angelica asked.