Just a magical girl who picks up trash

And this big thing was nothing else but the person who spoke at this moment: the leader was like an elder, covered in a black robe, holding a scepter in his hand that looked like countless twisted vines entangled together, and had an extremely old voice.

What was also very strange was that just as her old voice fell, the various sounds of people eating meat or snoring around her suddenly became quiet at this moment... No, it cannot be said to be quiet. It should be said that everyone seemed to have realized something and restrained their behavior. Then, eyes full of admiration turned to the black-robed man in the lead at the same time.

Regardless of which race the leaders were from, they all looked at one person with eyes full of reverence at this moment. If outsiders saw this, they would definitely not believe that these orcs were as "fighting to the death and without any unity" as rumored outside!

2. Prophet

"Yes, Lord Prophet!"

The one who answered the old man in black was the golden lion-like orc who had been making the loudest noises while eating meat. From the aura emanating from his entire body and his massive frame, one could feel the rich magical elements constantly surging in his every move. As one of the strongest in the entire tent, he clearly had the right to speak as a spokesperson at this moment:

"The Demon Realm is splitting over whether to join the so-called 'alliance' of humanity. It's said that the Witch Tower, which has been silent for years, has directly intervened in the Mage Tower's collective decision. Currently, with the exception of Sagittarius and Scorpio, which remain neutral, the Witch Tower, along with the Twin Towers, is now in opposition to the other nine towers!"

This matter is not a secret in the Demon Realm. Instead, it is now known to everyone. Because of the Witch Tower's unexpectedly strong behavior this time, it is obvious that the Nine Towers, which have already completely controlled the power (they think so), are unwilling to return it. Therefore, there is now a vague idea of ​​completely falling out with the Witch Tower and then becoming independent from the Demon Realm Mage Alliance.

"Isn't this a great opportunity?"

Just as the Golden Lion finished speaking, before the prophet could say anything, another man with black fur, who looked as majestic as a hill, immediately threw down the huge bone in his hand and said with a smile:

"That human civil strife is a great opportunity for us to rise. I think it would be better if I, Old Bear, led my brothers from the Bear Tribe to charge out and smash the Mage Tower. Then, the entire Demon Realm would belong to our Orcs~~"

The words were undisguisedly rough and arrogant, but they were immediately recognized by many people in the tent. The leaders of all races nodded, except for a few peace-loving orcs who did not speak. Even the golden lion, whose report was interrupted, seemed to nod slightly at this moment to express his agreement with the other party's words.

Of course, he agreed, but this was obviously not a reason for the stupid bear to interrupt at this time. Therefore, the Lion King was silent for a while and then spoke in a decisive and deep voice:

"Old Bear, be careful with your words in front of the Prophet!"

Although the master reprimanded him, it was obvious from the intimate tone that the two seemed to have a good relationship. Black Bear seemed to have only just realized where he was. He scratched his head a little embarrassedly and smiled awkwardly at the prophet in the main seat:

"Hehe~~ Sorry, Prophet, you know Old Bear's temper..."

Before he could finish his words, the prophet gently waved his hand to show that he didn't care. The black bear immediately sat back down while scratching his head, pulled out a large bone with meat on it and continued to chew it. At the same time, the lion king once again looked in the direction of the prophet, obviously waiting for his answer... Although the old bear's words just now were a bit rough, it was also the idea of ​​most of them.

The orcs have been hiding in such a forest for too long. Although they are not extremely vicious, the lust and desire for conquest in the hearts of orcs are difficult to conceal no matter what. As the lion king, tiger king, bear king, etc., they have always adhered to the law of the jungle where the strong prey on the weak. This will naturally not change even after they have acquired wisdom that is no less than that of humans.

When the Demon Realm was strong, the Orcs, who had witnessed the power of the Mage Tower, would naturally stay in their own territory honestly, because they respected the strong. Therefore, after being beaten by the Mage Tower at that time, they had no intention of invading the Mage Tower for hundreds of years.

However, hundreds of years have passed, and it is obvious that the Mage Tower no longer has the deterrent power it once had. It is even experiencing internal strife... This is undoubtedly a great opportunity for the Orcs. As long as the prophet gives the order at this time, the Lion King can almost guarantee that all the Orcs will be fully prepared for war. Give him three days... no, two days, and he will definitely be able to lead the Orcs into the main city of the Mage Tower and make the Orcs truly the rulers of the Demon Realm!

"..."

Although he did not speak, his eyes clearly showed such thoughts. The Lion King immediately looked at the prophet in front of him with his burning eyes. The reason why the orcs did not have the scene of each doing their own thing and killing each other as people said outside was actually because of the "prophet" in front of him, and the other party's existence was undoubtedly the key to unifying the orcs.

While the orcs weren't stupid, they didn't like tricks. Instead, they simply believed in strength. Their respect for the elderly prophet, who seemed vulnerable at the slightest push, was evidently due to his overwhelming strength, enough to convince them. Facing the expectant gazes of the Lion King, or perhaps the majority of the orcs, the prophet undoubtedly fell into a brief silence...

"lion……"

A light voice came out of the prophet's mouth a long time after the lion king finished speaking. The lion king immediately nodded calmly:

"Prophet, you say!"

"Putting aside the alliance's power, who do you think will win this time in the Mage Tower?"

The sudden question seemed somewhat unrelated to the previous topic, but the Lion King didn't think much about it and spoke decisively immediately:

"If you ask me... I'm more optimistic about the Nine Towers!"

The answer was firm and decisive. Obviously, this was something that didn't need to be considered. After all, not to mention that the Witch Tower had been silent for many years and had always been self-contained. Although no one would deny its mysteriousness and the power to control the Twelve Mage Towers, to say that they alone plus a twin tower could fight against the other nine Mage Towers was obviously still a bit weak!

After all, the nine wizard towers obviously represent more than just the power of nine magicians gathered together. Instead, each tower itself is a magical heritage. If its long history is really calculated, it is not much younger than the Witch Tower, and may even be older than the other.

"And it's said that the current Lord of the Nine Towers is recognized as the leader of the strongest generation of the Mage Tower. If we rely solely on the power of the Witch Tower and the Twin Towers... we probably won't be able to defeat them!"

3. Prophecy

The Lion King said this without any hesitation, and judging from the expressions of the orcs who kept nodding below, it was obvious that they also agreed with this statement.

"..."

However, the prophet did not say anything immediately. Instead, after a long while, he smiled and then suddenly said to the Lion King:

"Then if I tell you that the Witch Tower will definitely win this internal conflict, how will you react?"

The words he said seemed to be a joke, but they made everyone in the room, including the Lion King, startled. After a long moment, the Lion King nodded slightly.

"Although it's a little unbelievable, if this is what you, the prophet, 'foresaw', then I'm naturally speechless!"

The prophet's 'foresight' is not a trick, but a real and genuine ability. This is why she is respected as a prophet. It's a pity that every foresight requires a high price for the prophet, so under normal circumstances the prophet rarely takes action. However, this time she suddenly used her predictive ability, which obviously shows that the matter is not simple.

"You're right. This is indeed the result I predicted... Although I can't predict too much of the 'future' because my life span is already limited, but if this is the only result... I still feel it's necessary to tell you!"

As fellow orcs, everything the prophet did was clearly for the orcs' benefit, even now it was the same. So, facing the worry that seemed to have flashed across the Lion King's face, the prophet smiled and continued:

"Aren't you going to ask me what I predicted?"

Such a question was met with a nod from the Lion King, followed by a shake of his head.

"I'm very curious, but if you don't want to tell me, I won't force you!"

Although he was clearly a lion, he displayed unexpected loyalty and trust at this moment. His calm and resolute tone undoubtedly made the prophet nod with satisfaction. He then directly stated what he knew from the prophecy without hiding anything:

"The shadow of the Demon King will descend upon the Demon Realm, carrying lost magic and ruling over its inhabitants. At the same time... when the time comes, one choice... will determine the fate of the Orcs!"

The light words did not have any soul-stirring momentum, but rather were like the last words of an old man, a candle in the wind. However, when these words fell, they were met with silence from everyone in the audience.

The Lion King's expression fell silent almost instantly. After a long while, he finally couldn't help but speak in a solemn tone:

"Prophet, the demon king you are prophesying about is..."

This was a matter of life and death for the Orcs, so he clearly couldn't remain silent. He naturally had to ask for clarification. The prophet understood this but didn't answer. He simply shook his head, then glanced at the various races in the tent. He then looked at the completely invisible figure sitting in the corner, like a mural... The King of the Cats?!

"..."

Following the prophet's line of sight, everyone's gaze almost simultaneously fell on Elvis, who was not far away. This sudden gaze undoubtedly made Elvis' hair stand on end, and his legs trembled so much that he almost fell to the ground. After a long while, he finally spoke in a trembling voice:

"Great...great Prophet, what do you...what do you want me to do?"

There was a deep fear of the prophet mixed in the cowardly tone, but think about it, this is justified. After all, according to the rules of the orcs, a small tribe like their cat tribe was not qualified to participate in this meeting. This time, they were able to squeeze in with the help of the Lord Tiger King, whom they depended on.

Elvis was obviously very self-aware and knew that he was nothing here, so he decisively hid aside like a mural and used himself as a background board. Originally, there seemed to be no problem, but he never expected that the prophet's gaze suddenly fell on him, which undoubtedly made Elvis feel a kind of... trembling feeling.

Fortunately, it seemed that the prophet's attention was just an accident. The other party didn't even pay attention to Elvis' words. He just looked at him for a few seconds and then looked away. This made Elvis breathe a sigh of relief, but he didn't notice the fleeting gleam of thought in the eyes of the Lion King not far away.

The prophet didn't dwell on Elvis for long, nor did she say much in response to the Lion King's question... or perhaps that was all she had predicted. When the prophet spoke again, the topic had clearly shifted to another topic:

"With the internal strife in the Demon Realm, the Orcs will inevitably be implicated. I'm sure those in the tribe who have 'deals' with the Mage Tower will be restless at this time!"

The smiling voice seemed to have no ups and downs, but when these words fell, all the orcs present shuddered unconsciously, and the Lion King frowned again:

"Do you need me to take care of it?"

He naturally knew what the prophet meant by "transaction". To be honest, the Lion King had long wanted to tear alive those scum who used his own people as trading items to sell to humans in order to cooperate with humans. Unfortunately, as the "leader" of the orcs, he obviously could not be so murderous, otherwise it would definitely cause dissatisfaction among some other powerful tribes, so he could only endure it.

However, if this is the order of the prophet, it is obviously a different matter, because in the Demon Realm, the words of the prophet are transcendent. If this is the order of the prophet... The Lion King guarantees that he will let those bastards experience the bloodiness and cruelty of the lion clan!

Unfortunately, the prophet did not agree to this. Instead, he shook his head slightly and said in the Lion King's somewhat disappointed eyes:

"Let them continue their 'deal'. With the civil unrest in the Demon Realm, these people will definitely take advantage of the situation and get involved. By that time..."

There is no need for the Lion King to take action, there will always be someone who will clean up these people!

The prophet did not say this, but today's parliament was obviously still going on. After all, not to mention the civil war in the Demon Realm, the current situation of the Orcs and the invasion of the Silver outside, and the establishment of the alliance, there are still many things that need to be discussed!

4. After the meeting

The meeting among the orcs is naturally unknown to outsiders except for the few leaders present. The person who is qualified to step into this tent is undoubtedly a person trusted by the prophet and a powerful tribal leader among the orcs.

When the meeting was over, the leaders left the tents one after another and began to make preparations according to the various arrangements made at the meeting.

"Hey~~Old Lion, aren't you going to get ready?"

The lion king stood there, looking resolute yet handsome. He was dressed in a golden robe and had dazzling golden hair. His sharp features made him look completely insulated from the word "old". However, when such a voice sounded behind him, the lion king's face was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled and shook his head at the other party, saying:

"No, I have something to ask the Prophet!"

As he said this, he turned his head and saw three figures walking towards him from behind: the gloomy green-haired man in a dark black scale battle robe - the Snake King, the burly man in heavy steel armor - the Tiger King, and the man who looked like a savage, holding tightly to a piece of animal skin wrapped around his whole body - the Bear King.

Together with him, the Lion King, and several other kings who had already left, they could be considered close friends. As the commanders of the strongest tribes of the orcs, their communication with each other was obviously much more casual.

The one who just greeted the Lion King was none other than the rough-voiced Bear King. As soon as he finished speaking, the gloomy-faced Snake King on the other side mocked without even thinking:

"What does the Lion King have to prepare? He's always so impeccable in everything he does. But you, Old Bear...don't get drunk and make any mistakes again!"

He said this with a look of disgust on his face, and with the Snake King's face as gloomy as a poisonous snake in the shadows, he looked like a big boss behind the scenes who was secretly plotting against others.

"Bullshit, I don't drink, how could I possibly get drunk? Heizi, you're slandering me!"

Of course, having known him for such a long time, the Bear King obviously wouldn't be dissatisfied with the other party's mocking tone. However, it was obvious that what the other party said made him unhappy. He immediately opened his mouth to refute it directly. However, as soon as he finished speaking, it was not the Snake King who spoke this time, but the Tiger King on the side:

"You don't drink alcohol, but you drink honey... and you get drunk if you drink too much. You really need to be careful about this!"

The prophet's orders this time were different from the previous ones, not to mention the prophecy... that was a major matter concerning the life and death of the entire orc tribe. Under such circumstances, no mistakes were allowed to occur. Therefore, both the Snake King and the Tiger King spoke up to remind them, and even the Lion King couldn't help but look over.

"Don't worry, I...I will pay attention!"

Being watched by two pairs of eyes, the Bear King originally wanted to retort them with confidence. However, when his eyes met the third pair of eyes: the Lion King's, he suddenly thought of something and his face turned red... Of course, it couldn't be seen because his face was too dark, but his tone was obviously much more honest. He nodded and ignored everyone, turned his head and walked away. It was obvious that he was sulking.

"This rough fellow..."

Seeing the Bear King getting angry like a child, the other three couldn't help but shake their heads. The Snake King was the first to speak:

"I'll watch him!"

After all, they were childhood friends, and the two tribes were neighbors, so it was obvious that the Snake King had done a lot of "wiping up his butt" work since he was a child. So when they heard him speak, the other two people immediately looked over. Although they didn't say anything, the meaning behind it was obvious: I leave it to you!

Well, the same look as always made the Snake King roll his eyes in an ungraceful manner, then turned around and left... Two guys who looked strong but were even more cunning than him, he didn't want to talk to them!

"Alright, I'll be leaving first. The Tiger Tribe also has a lot to prepare. You know, we have more tribes under our command..."

The Snake King left immediately, and the Tiger King obviously did not stay for long. As he turned around and prepared to leave, he also said to the Lion King:

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. The prophet also said that choices determine destiny. If we discuss anything together... we can always make the right choice. Besides, don't we still have the prophet? She won't just watch the orcs perish like this!"

The Lion King nodded slightly with words of comfort, but he didn't say anything. Seeing this, the Tiger King didn't say much either. He waved his hand and left directly. But at this moment, the Lion King behind him suddenly said:

"That cat clan...watch out!"

The prophet had glanced at the cat tribe during the meeting before. Although to others it might seem like he just glanced there casually, and then the prophet was actually thinking about something, which had nothing to do with the cat tribe. After all, the prophet did not pay attention to the other party's words at that time. However, in the eyes of the Lion King, this seemed to be a little different, because at that moment he seemed to vaguely feel from the prophet... murderous intent?

That was not directed at the cat tribe, but rather at the cat tribe leader. And the person who could make the prophet want to kill... obviously he couldn't help but care.

"Don't worry, I know I won't act rashly!"

To be honest, if the Lion King hadn't spoken, the Tiger King would have gone back and wiped out the cat tribe just because of the prophet's murderous intent and unfriendly look. After all, although weak races like cats couldn't be destroyed just like that, if it really concerned the future of the orcs, then the Tiger King, as one of the royal family, would obviously not let them go with mercy.

The Lion King reminded the Tiger King because he knew this day. The Tiger King obviously understood and nodded, giving this answer.

Of course, although he said that he would not act rashly, it was obvious that since the person was targeted by the prophet, the Tiger King naturally would not treat the other party as a confidant.

"What a shame! I originally thought that kitten had a pretty good brain and would be a good strategist!"

He thought with a little regret in his heart. If it weren't for Elvis's little wisdom, the other party would obviously not have the qualifications to have Tiger King bring him to attend such a meeting today.

It's a pity that no one expected the evil. A suspicion that should have been an incomparable honor for the cat family brought...such an end!

5. The Prophet's Arrangement

"prophet!"

The voice of the Lion King was heard from outside the door curtain. Although a small layer of door curtain could not actually cover anything, and the prophet himself did not ask these powerful people who were superior to the orcs to obey him or be respectful to him, the Lion King was obviously very polite and only pulled open the curtain and walked in after getting the other party's permission.

Unlike the huge space in the previous meeting, the tent where the prophet lived was actually very small, extremely small, with an environment less than the size of two bedrooms. However, it is worth mentioning that the furniture in it is small but complete. In addition, apart from some furniture commonly used by the orcs, one can even see some modern technological products that can only be found in the "technology cities" outside the Demon Realm.

As if he was already accustomed to these things, the Lion King walked in without any courtesy and sat down on the soft couch beside the small table in the middle of the tent. The prophet opposite him seemed to have known that he would come and also sat there with a smile on his face, looking at him.

"Tsk~~~"

Before the two of them could speak, accompanied by a soft sound, two cups of tea were gently placed on the table by a white hand. Looking in the direction of the hand, the Lion King immediately saw a beautiful girl wearing a simple white dress, with fair skin and long silver-white hair, smiling at him.

The girl looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old. Her face with white hair and purple eyes still had a hint of the innocence that was unique to a girl. However, from time to time, her purple eyes would flash with a wisdom and vicissitudes of life that was completely inconsistent with her age.

The snow-white twins above his head and the two pure white fluffy tails swaying constantly behind him proved the other party's identity as an orc. It was obvious that this was not the first time that the Lion King had seen the girl in front of him. After nodding politely at her, the two did not communicate at all from beginning to end.

The girl's identity seemed to be more than just a 'maid serving tea and water'. In fact, right after she placed the teacups in front of the Lion King and the Prophet, she looked at the two who seemed to be about to talk but she had no intention of retreating. Instead, she just sat casually not far from the side of the Prophet, like a bystander.

Neither the Lion King nor the Prophet said much about this behavior. In a sense, the other party did have the qualifications to be an observer, both in public and in private!

"I know what you wanted me to ask when you came!"

Everything was ready. The prophet, who didn't need to speak, had already spoken these words directly. At first glance, it sounded like the lines that fortune tellers would say as soon as they opened their mouths. However, in fact, the words that the prophet said immediately afterwards were enough to directly overturn all suspicions about her: