Orc Tyrant

The golden sunlight cuts into the room through the gaps of the shutters, plating the furnishings in the room with a layer of light gold, creating a warm and hazy atmosphere.

Suddenly, a scream sounded.

"what's up?"

Quelsana asked sleepily.

"Ms. Quelsana, it's already eight o'clock in the morning."

Said a soft voice.

"Thank you."

Quelsana nodded, fumbled for her glasses on the bedside table, and sat up.

She was stiff and tired. She hadn't been in such a bad state for a long time. Her legs were still sore, and her wings were the same. Maybe there was painkiller in the drawer...

The graceful banshee walked to the window and pulled the tether, the blinds then retracted into the groove of the window frame in a low groan, letting the golden light pour in.

She looked out the window, it was really beautiful.

The brilliant and shining sun was rising from the horizon below him. She looked down at the glorious and majestic Phoenix City. Many brilliant statues were shining in the dark like stars. She could see the blue artificial flowers covered with sunlight. The lake and the whirling white clouds, she can still see the light

The twinkling Phoenix Palace towers magnificently in the distance, so here is...

Cloud Bird College.

Yes, that's right, Yunniao Academy, the highest institution in the kingdom.

Her gaze refocused, and she saw her bright reflection on the window glass, so old!

So old! So old!

How old is she? Forty years old? Fifty years old?

Quelsana was shocked and suspicious, this was not right, she was obviously in her early twenties, and she hadn't gone yet—

She hasn't visited the Ouk Nation yet, and she hasn't even bid farewell to the college.

Under the baptism of golden sunlight, she stared at her dumbfounded reflection, and noticed that there was another figure reflected on the glass.

A monstrous sea of ​​blood rushed towards her, as if drowning the world.

He is standing behind her.

Fear grabbed her fiercely.

"How will you be here?"

She turned her head back sharply, and then woke up.

The room was cold and dim. She curled up on the floor under her fur, and could perceive the rumbling roar of the distant engine, and her body was covered with a layer of cold sweat caused by nightmares.

Since the end of the combat meeting, no one has seen Glak again. At that meeting, Kuk made a plan for a full-line offensive. They seemed to not evade any military secrets at all, and put all the plans on the bright side. That is really a plan.

Guk will recruit all the boys who can be recruited to launch a full-scale offensive against the Benedict Empire from the Biltéville Mountains and the Waka Rainforest. This is an extremely terrible offensive. According to Quelsana and other scholars According to preliminary estimates, at least two to five million euros have joined them-even after a massive civil war, their numbers are still astonishing.

If this figure is desperate enough, then the situation on the Benedictine Empire will take this despair to the next level.

The total population of the entire Gramatia province is only 3 million, with only 150,000 to 200,000 troops stationed at the border. The banshees who can really fight against Ouke have no more than 80,000 troops.

This will be another big wave of Ouk’s invasion. Can the Benedict Empire hold it up?

Quelsana is not optimistic. All she needs to do is record everything. This is her job.

After the meeting, Liya also met with her and asked if she could stick to Grak's side and whether she could keep her life-this is particularly important.

Quelsana insisted on her own ideas, she had already gained a lot during this time, there was no reason to give up, let alone the other party did not seem to have such strong resistance.

"Is it morning..."

The bonfire in the cave was long gone, and the soldiers dispersed. Along the way, Quelsana found that many of them were repairing weapons and maintaining armor in the armory, or warming up in the gladiatorial cage.

The blades of the blades became sharper under the kiss of the whetstone, the heavy armor was polished, and various small ornaments and patterns were added to the equipment, a string of bone beads and teeth were carefully wrapped, and the savage runes were engraved on the helmet. on.

Under the blazing light of the armory, Quelsana realized that the Oukes wearing leather clothes looked like skinned apes, and the various interwoven knots and highlights were just like the lines of muscles and tendons.

Still no one took care of her.

Quilsana's mind was filled with disturbing dreams, feeling that she had slept for too long, so she wandered aimlessly at the legion's station.

There is still a little time before the offensive is launched. Every day, a large number of boys walk out of the desert and come to the Biltéville mountain area. Many strongholds have been established here. Guk has built this into a birthplace of war, and countless arsenals are hidden. Between the valley and the cliff, a large number of weapons produced from here are distributed to the kids.

Quelsana referred to this area as the "Eye of War" in her notes. Liya agreed with this name and allowed her to be included in the official report.

As the number of Ouke increased, so did their fights with each other, as if the number was also a pressure on them.

At this time, the wild became extremely dangerous. Quelsana hadn't left the legion's garrison for many days. Even if she was flying in the sky, strange bullets would shoot at her.

The smell of cold and fire smoke was floating in the air, and Quelsana stroked the symbols on the door frame, carefully comprehending the rough metal edges. These symbols, like those before, came from their mysterious gods.

According to Ouke’s language, they are twins named Yaohe Mao.

Others, even Oak himself can’t tell. This is what confuses Quelsana the most. There is a belief in gods, why didn’t they develop the clergy?

Primitiveness is not a reason, and barbarism is not even an excuse. Often the most pious and barbaric.

Quelsana walked into a hall and stood for a while by the lightly smoky main fire. He saw the leftovers left by the soldiers lying cold in the dark embers, and the floor was full of drinks and splashes. She also saw the drums and horns abandoned here, the farts had taken away all the wine glasses, and those round little monsters were gone.

"You can go anywhere you want."

She remembered what Glak said at the time, so she walked towards the warlord's room.

Grak's residence is located in the core of the fortress. If this rock fortress on the mountainside is the lair of the Gough Army, this is the dark corner of the exclusive warlord at the end of the cave.

The rooms with simple decoration are separated by chain-mail-like chain curtains. Quelsana's harpy's eyes did not catch any traces of body heat in the cold shadow, and her nose was only scattered everywhere. A little residual odor was found on her fur.

Next door to Grak’s bedroom is the weapon arsenal. Most of the objects exposed are the trophies brought back by the warlords after triumphant victory. Most of them are various weapons such as long sticks, walking sticks, knife fans, scepters, and various exquisite miniature pistols. .

On other shelves, there are many biological specimens-teeth, claws, dorsal spines, claw hooks, mouthparts, and needles.

Some of them were soaked in jars, others were air-dried, and a few were even polished as if they were ready to be used.

Quelsana stopped, marveling at the many terrifying giant samples.

A sickle-shaped claw is as long as her arm, and the other thorn is like a javelin. She tried to imagine the huge size of creatures that once had these weapons.

There are many firearms and knives on the table next to them, some of which still carry dry blood.