mage's dating rules

Chapter 134 Listening to the orc overlord talk about the past

Wang looked at the passionate orcs around him and shrugged.

Xiaobai was still pretending to be a griffin on the spot, so he made a frightened posture and let out an uneasy neigh, imitating it vividly.

The half-orc raised a hand, and the excited orcs fell silent.

Wang: "Wow, training the orcs so strictly and forbiddingly, it doesn't look like a lich's magic, you are pretty good, half-orc!"

The half-orc smiled, and asked back: "You rode alone, but you didn't know that I was a half-orc. Why didn't I believe it?"

"Ah, my bad habit, I don't spend much time memorizing information that is not very important, or I have preconceived information. This time it is like this. I preconceived that the overlord of the orcs should be big and green, so... "

Wang smiled apologetically.

What he said was true. This was really information that he had ignored. Perhaps someone had mentioned it during a previous intelligence gathering, and he had forgotten it.

Wang: "You're a half-orc, so it's easy to handle. At least one of your parents is human. Have you ever lived in human society?"

In fact, there is only one task for the mage: to attract the attention of the orcs, so whether he starts a fight or chats with the orc overlord, there is no difference in the end, both have the effect of delaying time and distracting attention.

The half-orc said coldly: "I have lived in the human world for 18 years. For the first seven years, I served the combat slaves in the arena, provided them with meals, bandaged them, scrubbed their bodies, and maimed the disabled. 'The poor worms who survived were thrown out of the arena dormitory to fend for themselves."

The so-called trial in the arena is when the winner of the arena is determined, and the audience decides the life and death of the loser.Thumbs up is alive, thumbs down is dead.

In fact, when it is actually implemented, there will be no thumbs up at all. At that time, you can roughly judge by listening to whether the audience is cheering or booing.

But even if they can survive, the defeated slaves will almost die.The arena will not support idlers, let alone use healing scrolls or healing potions to treat disabled people.

Once disabled, the best luck is to stay in the arena as a coolie and do odd jobs.

The orc continued: "When I was eight years old, the owner of the arena gave me a dagger to participate in that kind of group fight. All I had was a dagger and a loincloth. survive."

Wang: "Oh, then you must have played enough bonuses and redeemed yourself!"

The half-orc laughed loudly: "You really believe the stories in the poems of those bards! There is no such thing at all. The fate of a gladiator slave is to fight to the death in the arena. Even if you win all the games, It is also impossible to be redeemed.

"It's better to say that as you age slowly, the boss of the arena will start to think about giving you a glorious and dramatic death. After all, an old man, the arena doesn't want it."

Wang: "Oh, and then?"

At this time, the half-orc recalled: "You are going to listen to me tell the story of the past in the heavy rain? What on earth did you do here? Didn't you say that you need to find me? Tell me!"

Wang: "I'm here to tell you something about the spell 'Orem's Soul Focus'."

Wang noticed that one of the necromancers raised his head. Judging from his position, he should be the leader of the necromancers in the camp.

The half-orc frowned suspiciously: "What kind of spell is this?"

"It's the spell that the lich wants you to help cast. Do you understand the explanation? This spell extracts souls, not only within the range of the spell. It actually acts on the entire area, and will draw all the spiritual beings in the area. The souls of every creature are sucked away."

This is a lie!This is indeed a spell that accurately extracts souls within the ritual range limited by the spell.But Wang Temporary scratched his head and felt that the knowledge of nine-ring spells was so rare in this plane, and maybe the knowledge of legendary spells was even rarer.

Moreover, the body of the lich who studied this spell has been dried to death, and the current apprentices may not understand the essence of this spell.Even if you understand—this thing needs to be persuasive, right? The words of the nine-ring mage who can kill the lich are naturally more convincing than the words of the apprentice of the lich who was killed.

However, the effect of this sentence was even better than what Wang had imagined.

The half-orc turned his head and questioned the necromancer hiding in the hooded robe: "This is different from what we said!"

Necromancer: "He, he is bewitching people!"

The orc flung back the necromancer's hood, exposing him from the neck up to the pouring rain.Even Wang, who is not good at reading human expressions, can tell that this person is very guilty.

Half-orc: "Damn it! Do you think you can fool me? Your teacher is just a skeleton, so my observation skills honed in human society are useless to him, but you are different! You are a wolf-hearted guy!"

Wang watched from the side, thinking: Wow, this problem can't be solved like this, right?If I had known this earlier, what would I plan to do? It would have been better to just do it this way.

This is called countermeasures!

Hey, wait a minute, can I use this kind of experience to cast a ring of Charm Human?

**
While the prisoner was thinking, the white tiger camp on the southwest side of Minos.

The masters of the shadow thief have already started to act.

It turned out that the leader of the Shadow Thief hadn't told the truth in front of the king. They had actually discovered quite a few necromancers who were more likely to be attacked due to personal personality problems, and they were fully confident that the attack would be successful.

Relying on the shadow thief's sneak attack alone can actually solve a third or more of the necromancers.

It's just that if someone is attracted, the Shadow Thief can kill more.

The necromancer captain of the White Tiger Camp was currently copying scrolls under the tent's wind and rain lamp, and he didn't even notice that someone quietly came out from behind the tapestry inside the tent.

The man came behind the mage, first cut off the pouch of the mage's spell-casting materials with a delicate technique, and squeezed the bag in his hand.

That's right, there is a wood carving in the bag, and the trigger should be cast on this wood carving.

And as long as the wood carving leaves the mage, the trigger will not activate.

The person who came tiptoedly put the spell-casting material bag on the necromancer's bed, and then took out the dagger.

The next moment, the necromancer's mouth was gagged, and the dagger pierced into his chest.

The sprayed blood sprayed a slanted scratch directly on the tent.

After completing the assassination, the Shadow Thief quietly took out the tent, and no one noticed it the whole time.

**
At the same time, the questioning of the orc overlord in the camp continued.

"You actually plot against us! Damn Necromancer!" The half-orc roared, although his fangs were not long, but this did not reduce the power of his roar at all.

The necromancer hurriedly defended: "I didn't! We've always been honest! It's this guy, he's bewitching people! I want to confront him! Soon you will find that he has no such knowledge at all!"

Wang was thinking about it at this time, thinking about how to use the experience he gained now to charm humans, Xiaobai patted his head with his wings.

Wang: "Ah? What is it?"

The necromancer pointed at him: "I want to compare with you!"

Wang: "Compared to what? Compared to casting speed? Or shall we duel?"

Necromancer: "Compare knowledge!"

Wang: "Then you chose the wrong person. I'm not a practical person, and I've never been afraid of people with only paper knowledge! Come on, are you asking each other questions?"

Necromancer: "That's right! I'll come first, the killing effect of the Banshee's Howl..."

Wang: "Start with the nearest person first. What's the difference between time stop and time interruption?"

The necromancer was stunned: "What? This?"

Wang: "You can't answer it, so let me change the question. Will the effect of the hero's prayer and the salvation banquet be wasted?"

The necromancer froze in place, the heavy rain was pouring down, and he had to hold back a sentence after being drenched in the rain for a long time: "Isn't the feast of salvation a divine technique of the nine rings? Isn't it wrong to ask the divine technique?"

"You are a necromancer, and the priest of the good god will come up and attack you when he sees you. Shouldn't you be familiar with the priest's magic?" Wang asked back.

The necromancer opened his mouth wide: "I... I still don't have enough time to learn spells! Divine spells! And aren't divine spells obtained by perceiving divine grace?"

Wang: "Yes, that's the way priests obtain divine spells. As mages, we can understand divine spells the same way we understand arcane spells. In fact, in the mage tower where I am, I try to use arcane techniques to reproduce divine spells. The experiment has never stopped. When I was a baby, there were many professors in the tower who were busy with this, and they are still busy now."

The necromancer's mouth became O-shaped: "You...you are much more daring than us! Didn't God send an envoy to slaughter you?"

Wang shrugged: "Because our mage tower is not within the authority of the gods. Do you want to continue?"

"No need." The orc overlord said this, and then hacked into the necromancer's back with the giant ax in his hand.

The necromancer turned his head and pointed at the orc: "You bastard!"

Half-orc: "We orcs are upright to the upright, and despicable to the despicable. Since your teacher wants to plot against us, then you can't blame us."

Necromancer: "My teacher! I'll be back in a few months! It's not a good idea to offend him!"

The half-orc grinned and showed his fangs: "According to what you said, now we are facing a mage who is much stronger than your teacher. If we can survive this situation, we can survive under your teacher's bone claws. Well, I can send your teacher away again."

After finishing speaking, the half-orc pulled out his giant axe, and immediately chopped another axe, this time directly chopping off the necromancer's head.

Wang: "Wait a minute, although I used countermeasures, isn't it too decisive for you to kill your allies so simply?"

Orc: "I never trusted these necromancers. Never."

While speaking, the orc warriors behind him wiped out all the necromancers who planned to resist in the chaos.

Wang: "Well, then my goal has been achieved. In fact, we are a rescue team, do you know that?"

"I know, the leader of the Shadow Thief kindly sent us a report on your mission."

Wang frowned: "The leader of the Shadow Thief? I'm sorry, their hands..."

Orc: "Only the mission report of the rescue team, he didn't reveal anything about the city defense."

Wang: "Oh, that's it. Then you know, our mission is very important, right? In fact, we plan to ignore the siege of Minos, just go downstream, and follow the current clues to a river country named Yisong Zuo's state.

"But I heard that the Lich planned to use Orem's soul focus, so I had no choice but to make a bad move."

The half-orc stared suspiciously at Wang: "Really?"

Wang: "Really. Now that the cooperation between you and the necromancers is shattered, it is estimated that Orem's soul focus will not be able to be used. We can go, and you continue to surround your city."

The orc stared at the king, as if trying to gauge the believability of his expression.

He said: "What made me decide to kill the necromancers just now is that one is the constant guard against them, the other is Klosh's panic when you revealed the truth, and finally it is my intuition. My intuition saved me many times.

"When I was a gladiator in Landon City..."

"Landon City!" Wang exclaimed, "Wait a minute, Landon City does have a gladiator arena, but it is in the port area created by the Chamber of Commerce, not in the main urban area. You have been a gladiator in Landon City for 18 years?"

The half-orc nodded: "That's right. Then that day, a new slave appeared. He was an orc, very strong. He despised me like other humans, but after I defeated him in the duel, he immediately Changed view.

"The world of orcs is very simple. Whoever can knock someone down is the strong one, and the strong will be respected. So I began to yearn for the world of orcs.

"So I ran away with this guy. My gut told me I should run with him.

"In order to bring him, I delayed a lot of time, but in the end the escape process was not smooth, and only my new friend escaped. As a defected slave, I was sentenced to be hanged."

Wang: "Wait a minute, the escaped orc, you were hanged... Later, did this orc ride a huge orc war wolf with 22 knives on his back to rob the prison car and rescue you?"

The orc nodded.

Wang: "But according to the legend of Langdon Collar, this rescue failed!"

The orc laughed: "Failed, but not failed. At the last moment he broke the lock on the cage of the prison cart. Then I jumped on the wolf he brought. By then the time for the slow spell had passed, and I rode The wolf ran all the way.

"The wolf knew the way back to the steppe, so I'm back. If I hadn't followed my instincts and brought this helper, it might have..."

Wang: "Maybe you just ran away."

Half-orc: "Then I didn't know the way, and was attacked by evil humans when I was asking for directions?"

Wang: "It's also possible."

Orc: "You're quite right. But when my intuition tells me what to do, I usually listen to it. Just now my intuition told me that necromancers should be killed. In fact, some tribes have already seen It’s not pleasing to them.”

The half-orc paused and said, "Now, my intuition tells me that I shouldn't trust you. Although I can't see through your disguise..."

Of course it can't be seen through, because there is no disguise, and Wang's EQ is not high enough for him to disguise his thoughts.

Wiping the blood from the axe, the goblin continued, "I can't see through your disguise, but my gut tells me you're not telling the truth."

Wang spread his hands together: "Why, I really came to tell you the bad news, and then I was going to leave. You see, we have a good cooperation, let's make friends! Sending people to join the rescue team now can greatly improve human beings. The impressions of all countries on orcs..."

Sooner or later, a big explosion occurred in the center of the school field, and the entire land was ejected upwards, like a huge mud vortex.

Many arrayed orcs were involved and thrown high into the sky.

Wang was speechless, and then changed his face and said in one breath: "That's right! I'm here to lure the enemy! Hahahaha, did the wooden-headed orcs fall for it?"

The half-orc roared, "Shaman!"

Behind him, the orc in the white sacrificial robe opened his hands and chanted the ancient spell.

Power from the ancestors and spirits descends upon the orcs.

His figure swelled enormously, and was shrouded in a bloodthirsty red light.

The orc overlord who was still talking about the past in a gentle manner just now growled.

(End of this chapter)