My villain wants to save himself, but the yandere heroine disagrees

After saying that, Lena turned around and left with Orson.

Arati and the people in the tribe looked at the departing figures, some with tears in their eyes, some sighed, and some felt regret in their hearts.

But in the end, it all turned into a blessing for Lena.

……

After walking some distance away from the tribe, Orson looked at Lena beside him.

"Lena, you look a little unhappy?"

"No." Lena shook her head. "It's just that I feel a little bit...lost to be separated from everyone I've lived with for so long."

"There's nothing I can do. We don't share the same ideals. After all, you can't take them with you. And if you give in to them, you'll be the one who suffers."

"Yeah." Lena nodded in agreement after hearing Orson's words. "That's true, but I'm sure I'll still miss them."

"Of course. After all, we are a big family that has lived together for so long. How could we not want to? After all, you are not like some heartless people who would sell out the entire tribe for your own benefit, Lena."

Of course, Orson's words had a hidden meaning. Looking at the several young orcs around him, they all lowered their heads in shame when they heard these words.

Even though they had done such an outrageous thing as betraying the tribe, Arati did not kill them but only exiled them.

Although being exiled in the desert would ultimately result in either becoming a slave of a tribe near the place of exile, or starving to death in the desert.

But it's better than being executed directly.

"Yes." Lena understood the meaning of Orson's words and glanced at the exiled orcs.

"You totally disregarded the friendship we had lived together for so many years and betrayed the tribe. If it weren't for you, brother Edward, we would definitely be struggling for food right now."

"The black sheep is what we call this kind of person."

The exiled young men lowered their heads and did not refute anything.

At this moment, I feel only regret.

……

Three days later, at night, Orson took out the camping stuff from the storage ring.

When Lena first saw these things suddenly appear in Orson's hands, she was shocked, but after listening to Orson's explanation, she gradually got used to it.

They had already exiled those orcs on the spot yesterday.

In the desert, without a map, even if they went back the same way they came, they would still get lost because of the wind and sand.

It was impossible for them to return to their original tribe, and the supplies were not enough to support them for another two days of walking. They could only look for some tribes nearby that were willing to take them in, or survive by hunting and gathering as nomads in the desert.

When only Orson and Lena were left in the team, the atmosphere became more lively.

After all, although Orson felt it was okay to be with that group of tribal traitors, Lena always felt a little uncomfortable.

Now that there are only two of us left, we feel a lot more comfortable.

"Brother Edward, how far have we come?" Lena sat by the fire, warming herself and looking at Orson beside her.

"Well... we've probably walked about one-third of the way." Orson said as he looked at the map illuminated by the fire.

It is winter now. The temperature difference between day and night in the desert is huge. At night, it is more than ten degrees below zero. In this kind of weather, Orson can survive with his strong physical fitness, but

Lena must seek external assistance.

Winter clothes are a must first. Lena was already wearing thick clothes when she came out of the tribe.

In addition, you need to collect firewood to make a fire at night. There are many dead trees in the desert, so you can use local materials. If that doesn't work, Orson can use magic to drive away the cold.

As for wind protection, you can use a tent to keep out the cold.

In order not to become a burden to Orson, Lena did not complain even though she was shivering with cold at night.

After all, it was she who proposed to follow Orson.

"If the two of us walk the rest of the way, we can go faster." Orson said, glancing at Lena beside him.

Unexpectedly, after asking the question, Lena curled up next to the fire and fell asleep.

He looked at the little fox sleeping on the ground and sighed helplessly.

He had indeed seen Lena's behavior these days. In order not to disgust him, she deliberately endured all the discomforts during the journey.

Including in terms of speed, after leaving behind that group of traitors yesterday, Orson quickened his pace, and Lena could actually keep up with him.

"I told you it would be hard." Although he said this, Orson still took out a quilt and covered Lena.

Cleaning is much easier with the help of magic.

Besides, the wind isn't very strong tonight, so it's no problem to sleep next to the fire.

Orson looked at Lena who had fallen asleep and continued to plan for tomorrow's journey.

The deeper they go into the desert, the denser the orc tribes become. Today, Orson and Lena even passed by a battlefield directly.

Orson was very satisfied to see that his plan was very effective, but Lena didn't understand.

She could understand that conflicts arose between orcs and half-orcs due to racial differences, but why did conflicts break out between the same races?

And this is not an isolated case; conflicts are widespread.

For this, Orson could only explain it by saying that there were not enough resources.

The deeper they go, the more conflicts Lena will see between orcs. I wonder how Lena will feel at that time?

Orson stared at the girl's sleeping face. It seemed that Lena was dreaming of something happy and she smiled.

……

Five days later, Orson and Lena finally approached the temple of Limusa, the lord of all beasts.

According to the markings on the map, the two were only a few hours away from the temple. During the journey, they encountered many interesting things. Whether it was Orson, who entered the desert for the first time, or Lena, who had basically never left the tribe, many things were seen for the first time.

"The sandstorm here is getting stronger and stronger, Lena, can you hold on?"

"Yeah." Lena nodded, although somewhat reluctantly, because the wind and sand in the deep desert were already a little difficult for the orcs to adapt to.

"If you can't hold on, remember to tell me." Orson looked at Lena and reminded her with some concern.

After spending these days together, Orson felt more and more that Lena was a good child. Although she was stubborn and persistent in some things, such as traveling with Orson, she was always clear about her position throughout the journey.

He did not complain to Orson about the hardships and difficulties of the journey. Instead, he shared his joy with Orson when he encountered new things.

Every night when camping and resting, Lena would talk to Orson about tomorrow's plans with great anticipation, and then wait for the arrival of a new day.

What Orson saw in Lena was full of hope and longing for the future.

Just as Orson expected, the journey was no longer boring with Lena joining.

The two walked for a distance, and the wind and sand became stronger and stronger. Lena could hardly open her eyes. She could only hold Orson's hand and follow him into the depths of the desert.

"Cough cough..." Some sand accidentally flew into Lena's nose. After being inhaled into her nasal cavity, she couldn't help coughing.

Orson stopped quickly, stood in front of Lena, and helped Lena block the wind and sand.

"Are you okay?" Orson took out a handkerchief and handed it to Lena.

Lena coughed again, and when she felt a little better, she raised her head, looked at Orson, and nodded.

Because of the wind and sand in her eyes, her eyes were a little tearful, and Orson felt quite distressed when he saw it.

He took off his scarf and wrapped it around Lena to protect her mouth and nose, and then continued to move forward against the wind and sand.

We must persevere on this sandy and windy road.

pass

It is said that in order to test the orcs' endurance and piety, Limusa set up a sand barrier outside the temple. Even powerful orcs would have to spend a lot of effort to cross this sand barrier, not to mention that Lena was just an ordinary half-orc little girl.

If Orson hadn't held her, she would have lost her way in the wind and sand, waiting for death.

An unknown amount of time had passed before the sandstorm gradually subsided. Orson took Lena's hand, and together they crossed the sandstorm barrier of the trial. In the distance, they could see a huge and towering complex. Standing in the center of the complex was the temple of Limusa, the lord of all beasts.

At this moment, what caught their eyes was not the palace complex but the scenery in front of them.

Different from the desert outside which is surrounded by wind and sand and has cracked ground, here there are lush green trees, abundant grass and water, and it looks full of vitality, just like an oasis in the desert.

"Have you known about such a nice place before?" Orson said this and subconsciously asked Lena beside him.

"I... I don't know." Lena was also stunned. She had only heard of the scenery in front of her in the stories told by Arati.

Orson could probably guess why.

This oasis has the best soil in the desert, so it was chosen as the location of the temple of Limsa, the god of the orcs and lord of all beasts, and a huge complex of buildings was built here.

This place is actually equivalent to the holy land of orcs.

Development is generally prohibited in holy places, so even though the water and soil conditions here are excellent, you won't see any orcs growing crops.

Faith can be good or bad at times.

When there was no major event, few people visited the Temple of Limusa, and there were usually no guards in the temple. The two men approached the temple without any hindrance.

At this moment, a scolding voice came from behind.

"Two orcs! This door is not for you to go through!"

An orc who looked like a shaman appeared behind the two of them.

Although the temple has no guards, there are shamans who reside here.

Although the orcs and orcs believe in the same god, the orcs who claim to be the legitimate successors of Limusa look down on the half-orcs. At most, they let them in to worship because they believe in the same god, but it is impossible to let them go through the main gate.

If the orcs want to come in to visit, they can only enter through the side door.

"Sorry, great shaman, pious shaman." Orson said this and tried to get close to the other party in Orcish.

"I guess this must be the temple of our great god, Limusa, the Lord of All Beasts. As his devout followers, we want to come here to worship. Which way should we go in?"

Seeing that Orson was so sensible, the shaman nodded with satisfaction.

"Although I don't know how you got in, you must be a sincere person to get here. Usually, you orcs enter through the side door. Now, considering your sincerity, I will let you enter through the main door to pay your respects!"

"Thank you very much." Orson quickly bowed to the shaman, and Lena followed suit.

Indeed, the orcs outside are now killing each other and are too ashamed to face Limusa. The orcs who can come here are naturally not ordinary people.

Before entering the temple, for some unknown reason, Lena arrived at the door before Orson and pushed it open.

The two men stepped into the temple and were stunned by the scene before them.

From the outside, the temple was about 20 to 30 meters high. Orson thought there would be many floors inside.

But in fact, there is only one floor inside the temple.

In the center of the huge space, a bronze statue stands.

The bronze statue is a majestic man with an animal head and a human body. According to Orson's guess, this person should be Limusa, the lord of all beasts.

And around the man with an animal head and a human body, there are countless animals surrounding him.

There are jackals, tigers, leopards, pigs, dogs, cows, sheep, from wild beasts to domestic animals, from birds to fish, all kinds of animals are included.

Some of them crawled at Limousa's feet, some sat on Limousa's shoulders, and some surrounded Limousa.

Orson had only seen such a magnificent scene in the cathedral of Saint Laurent, the capital of the empire.

The cathedral is dedicated to the goddess of life Hela, who is the god who is said to have a connection and festival with Limusa, the lord of all beasts.

"Is this the god we believe in? He is so great..." Lena said this, walked to the bronze statue, placed her hands on her chest devoutly, and muttered something silently.

Orson wandered around the temple to see if he could find anything.

Then, he discovered that

On the altar, there is a yellowed book.

He approached the altar and picked up the book. On the title page, there was a passage written in a language completely different from the common language used on the continent today.

Orson was stunned.

He had understood this text.

It was the common language of the ancient continent, equivalent to the predecessor of the current common language of the continent.