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

"Change?" Lena tilted her head when she heard that.

She blushed as she felt a swelling sensation in her chest.

"Big brother, you are a pervert!" As she said this, she punched Orson.

Then, Orson was knocked several meters away.

This time, Lena was completely panicked.

"Big brother! Are you okay?" Saying this, she rushed straight towards Orson.

"I... I'm fine." Orson said this and stood up with difficulty.

It's just a few broken ribs, no big deal.

However, just as Orson thought, Lena's physical fitness has reached an extremely high level.

With pure physical fitness and without any skills, she was able to beat Orson, who was at the peak of the seventh level, into this state. If she practices more, I'm afraid Lena's physical strength will be among the top in the continent in the future.

I'm afraid this is because some of the power of the Heart of All Beasts was used to heal Lena's body. Otherwise, Lena would only become stronger.

Thinking about it this way, if the Heart of All Beasts was obtained by that orc shaman, he would probably become one of the most powerful people on the continent.

By then, the relationship between humans and orcs will probably be reversed.

"Um, big brother, I didn't mean it, I... I don't know why..."

"It's okay, isn't this a good thing?" Orson smiled. "At least, Lena, you don't have to worry about being bullied by bad guys in the future."

“Maybe in the future

My brother still needs you to protect him."

Having said this, Orson stood up.

"Lena, look, the sandstorm outside has dissipated." As he said this, Orson pointed to the outside of the temple.

Before, when Orson and Lena came in, the sandstorm here never stopped.

"Oh, it seems so." Lena looked at Orson after hearing this. "Brother, what's going on? Isn't it said that the outer sandstorm surrounds the temple all year round?"

"That's all thanks to Lena." Orson said this and summoned his magic carpet.

Without the obstruction of wind and sand, the magic carpet can operate normally.

"Thanks to me?"

"Yeah." Orson said, sitting on the flying carpet, and patted the blanket, motioning Lena to sit on it.

The first time is the second time, and Lena sat on the flying carpet and hugged Orson's waist.

Although there was no problem when she stepped on the magic carpet before, Lena was still afraid of falling.

Fear of heights seems to be the nature of animals other than birds. Anyone who has never flown or been to a high place will feel scared when suddenly arriving at a place hundreds of meters above the ground.

Of course, for someone like Orson who has been flying for a long time, this feeling will gradually dissipate.

"By the way, Lena, I lied to you." While flying in the sky, Orson suddenly spoke to Lena behind him.

"Hey? Big brother, what did you lie to me about?"

"My real name is not Edward. My name is Orson. I am not an ordinary traveler either. I have great power over humans."

Having said this, Orson smiled.

"Eh? Big brother, you actually lied to me!" Lena stretched out her fist and hit Orson on the shoulder. Orson was hit so hard that he even stopped operating the magic carpet.

"Woooaaaaaaaaaaa!" Feeling the weightlessness brought by falling, Lena couldn't help but scream.

The two men fell straight to the ground, and it was not until they were more than ten meters away from the ground that Orson was able to regain control of the takeoff carpet and increase his altitude.

"Phew, luckily I controlled it in time." Orson said this and patted his chest.

"Um...yes, I'm sorry, big brother, I didn't mean it."

"I know you didn't mean it." Orson sighed. It seemed that he would have to train Lena specifically in the future to let her learn to control her strength, otherwise it would be bad if she hurt people randomly.

Then, Orson said, "Anyway, Lena, I can send you back to your tribe now, or I can take you to see the humans. What's your choice?"

"Well, can I... go back to see everyone in the tribe first, and then go to the human side with you, big brother?"

"Sure." Orson nodded.

"By the way, Lena, I've already figured out how to compensate you for lying to you."

"Hmm? Big brother, have you thought about this?"

"Well, I plan to make sure that the orcs will never have to go hungry again. Is this the best compensation?"

"Well, but isn't this difficult to do?"

"Lena, don't underestimate me. Didn't I tell you that I have power and influence among humans? It's easy for me to help you settle your family business."

"Then... then big brother, you are not allowed to regret it just because it's too difficult."

"Don't worry, I, Orson, never brag."

The two of them flew in the sky, talking and laughing, and then returned to the tribe.

Everyone in the tribe has now moved to a new place. The soil fertility and groundwater here are barely enough for them to live for another five or six years. As long as nothing major happens in these five or six years and they don't get in trouble with other orcs, everyone in the tribe can live a more comfortable life with the surplus food from last time.

"Mr. Edward, you're back?" At the entrance of the tribe, the people looked at Orson and Lena descending from the sky, all with surprise on their faces.

Orson had never demonstrated his magic flying carpet technique in front of the people in the tribe before. Now, when the children in the tribe saw Orson, stars appeared in their eyes and they all pestered Orson to take them to the sky for some fun.

Orson, in a good mood, agreed to their request, and flew the children into the sky. He pretended to make mistakes from time to time, which made the children laugh and be surprised.

And Lena returned to Arati.

"Lena, you must have seen a lot of new things this time when you went out with Mr. Edward."

"Yeah!" Lena nodded excitedly and told Arati about her experiences during the journey.

, and every little detail between him and Orson, especially the final experience in the maze under the temple, made Arati terrified. If he hadn't seen that Lena was really fine, Arati would have regretted it to death.

"And more, Grandpa Arati! Big brother is lying. His name is not Edward, but Orson. He is a famous person among humans!"

"Orson?" When Alati heard the name, he was stunned for a moment, and then broke out in a cold sweat.

They say dances with wolves. Today, Alati finally experienced what it feels like to dance with wolves.

This time the orcs attacked back a little too quickly, so Arati heard the news from the surrounding orc tribes. It turned out that it was the human commander Orson who used unpredictable strategies to resolve all the orcs' attacks one by one.

Among the orcs, hearing Orson's name would even stop a child from crying in the middle of the night.

What Arati didn't expect was that Orson, who was transformed into a god of death by the orcs, was so gentle and polite during his contact and communication with him.

Although he had guessed that Orson's identity might be unusual, when Lena really told Arati Orson's true identity, Arati still couldn't help feeling a little scared.

Fortunately, his tribe did not offend Orson, otherwise it would probably have ended up like the burned tribe.

So, when Orsen came back to see Alati, Alati behaved very respectfully.

"Mr. Orson, I've long heard of your name." Arati said this with a hint of respect in his tone.

When Orson saw Alati's performance, he knew that it must be Lena, the big mouth, who secretly told Alati about his affairs.

He glanced helplessly at Lena, who covered her mouth and winked secretly at Orson.

"Well, Chief Arati, you don't have to act like this." Orson said, looking at Arati. "You helped me before, so you are my benefactor..."

"I was blind and neglected you, Mr. Orson. I am very sorry."

"Alas, I've already told you, there's no need to do this." Orson sighed, and then said, "Forget it, Chief Arati, I'm here to tell you something this time."

"Ah, Master Orson, please go ahead."

"After a while, the human army will arrive in the desert in batches. I will then give them orders not to attack the Orc tribe. At the same time, they will also give you some of the rations they carry."

"All you need to do is assign some people to serve as guides for the human army."

As Orson finished speaking, Alati showed an expression of disbelief.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Orson, there have been precedents of humans entering the desert, but..."

At this moment, Alati suddenly reacted.

As the commander of the human side, Orson cannot be an orc.

So, Orson, as a human being, took Lena deep into the desert?

Seeing Arati's expression, Orson knew what he was thinking, so he smiled and said, "Well, actually there is a reason why I can enter the desert, but this is not the reason why the human army enters the desert."

Having said this, Orson simply attributed the disappearance of the wind and sand to the disappearance of the Heart of All Beasts in the underground maze of the temple.

"Does that mean that Limusa, the king of beasts, can no longer protect us?" Arati said this with a hint of sadness in his expression.

"No, Limusa is still protecting the orcs." Having said this, Orson told Arati about his idea.

"This time the orcs' attack brought great losses to the eastern part of the Dukedom of Antica. If the orcs don't mind, they can settle down in the eastern part of the Dukedom. There is abundant water and grass there, and the land is suitable for growing crops. You don't have to move to another place every few years like you do now, and there are not many things growing in the land."

"Moreover, the orcs have complete autonomy there. They don't have to pay taxes to the dukedom, nor do they have to look at the faces of humans. They can live for themselves."

"Although the Empire may not agree to divide the land for you to establish a country in the short term, you will have your own country now."

"Your own...country?" Arati repeated in disbelief after hearing Orson's words.

"Mr. Orson, we've never thought of this before..."

"Now you can think so." Orson said this and smiled.

"This is definitely not an empty promise. If you want, I can ask the border soldiers to let you pass on the day I return to the Dukedom, and let you settle in the eastern part of the Dukedom on your own."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Orson." Arati said this, expressing his sincere gratitude to Orson.

A heart of gratitude.

"Don't thank me. Thank Lena instead. If it weren't for Lena, I probably wouldn't have done this."

"Eh?" Lena, who was listening to the conversation, pointed at herself in confusion when she saw the topic suddenly shift to herself. "Me? I didn't do anything?"

"No, Lena, you've done a lot." Orson said this and smiled.

"Hmm..." Seeing Orson turning into the Riddler again, Lena couldn't help but pouting.

After staying in the tribe for a day, the two continued to fly towards the border.

After returning to the human territory, Orson immediately took Lena to the human front headquarters in Phoenix City and found General Carlisle who was in charge of guarding the border.

On the way, although some soldiers saw Lena following Orson and were a little surprised by the latter's appearance, after all, she was following Orson, and the soldiers couldn't stop her. They could only assume that Master Orson suddenly wanted to find an orc as a follower.

There was no fighting on the front line these days, and Carlisle was sitting in a chair drinking tea boredly.

To be honest, he didn't quite understand why Orson asked him not to disband the army but to continue to stay on standby at the border.

In his opinion, after the orcs were repelled this time, the probability of them coming back again was only one in a thousand. Instead of keeping the soldiers on the front line and paying them salaries and rations, it would be better to disband them early. After all, the Duchy of Antica was not very rich. After repelling the orcs, the aid from other duchies and royal territories was also cut off. Now the army was all supported by the already tight dukedom's finances.

Until Orson pushed open the door and walked into the room.

"Mr. Orson?! You're back?" Carlisle said this and stood up quickly. Then, he saw a fox-eared girl following Orson.

"Orcs!?"

Hearing Carlisle's scream, Lena shrank back behind Orson in fear.

"Ah, General Carlisle, don't be afraid. This is a friend I met in the desert. Her name is Lena."

"Ah, it's Mr. Orson's friend, right?" Carlisle nodded. "Sorry, Miss Lena, I just overreacted."

"No...it's okay." Lena also stuck her head out and greeted Carlisle.

"Um, Mr. Orson, why are you here this time..."

"The time has come, General Carlisle, now order the soldiers to march into the desert."

"Huh?" Carlisle looked at Orson in surprise.

"No, Master Orson, did I hear you correctly? Marching into the desert? Don't you know how harmful the desert sand is to the human body?"

"I know, but now the sandstorm problem in the desert has been solved." Orson said, looking at Lena. "Thanks to my friend, we can now completely put an end to the feud between humans and orcs."

"But this..." Carlisle still couldn't believe it after hearing it.