Orc Tyrant

Ava couldn't measure how long she had walked before reaching the target cabin-such a huge interior was not so much a mechanical structure as a moving city.

They finally stopped in front of two heavy pneumatic blast doors, with a burly armored guard on each side.

Ava couldn't recognize the heavy silhouette of this armor. Most of the Ouke she encountered were just wearing simple spliced ​​or riveted scrap iron armor, and there had never been such a sophisticated armor.

A large number of modifications are embellished with silver rims. These guards wear their unique helmets, with crack-like goggles on the animal-shaped visors, and silver unicorns that curve upward on the top of their heads.

When Evely walked towards them, the guard nodded, and then took hold of the two heavy bronze handles on the door.

"Are you ready?"

Evely turned around and asked.

Ava didn't answer immediately. She could feel the thumping sound of her heart beating wildly. With the movements of the guards on both sides, the light gradually flowed out from the crack in the door.

"Yet, not yet."

But the door has been opened.

For a moment, Ava couldn't see anything, her sight was stunned by the sundial-like light, and the way they were flying in front of her made the grandpa feel as if she was in the water.

As a harpy with royal blood, Ava is also a natural wizard or psionicist, so she can feel a huge amount of energy.

Right in front of her, a huge amount of energy disappeared in the burning, and the thunder in the shackles sounded in a trance like a reactor core in a cage.

At this moment, she couldn't be sure whether she was feeling his true face, whether that strange gaze passed through some elaborate veils to reach his deep truth, or whether it was just a short flight that made her senses confused.

Even when she saw the highest-ranking storm priest in the sky temple, she had never felt this way, it was like she was running towards the sun, every step brought her closer to destruction.

The sting of burning the soul made her instinctively want to retreat.

But she can't.

Ava knows only one thing now-stand firm and open her eyes wide.

"Hey, white...bird?"

When he began to speak, the storm faded into nothingness, and the huge hall was flooded with sunlight filtered by the windows.

Ava lowered her head awkwardly.

"Your Majesty Guk."

The grandpa replied in a low voice, full of disgust at her own small voice in such a savage environment.

"sit down."

He said, his arm casually pointed to the right.

"There is a place for you."

Ava walked over and took the opportunity to look at the surrounding environment.

The frame of the wall is dark wood, polished to be smooth and round, and a gorgeous carpet is spread under the feet, on which wild stitches weave the arid plain and the rider leaning on the saddle with a spear.

This is definitely not something that Ouke can make. Recalling that Ouke has just sacked Tyre in the Benedict Empire, Ava guesses that this should be a decoration of a large noble family, or that everything here comes from Tyre. The prestigious Sun Palace.

During the short movement, Ava also glanced at a bookshelf lined with antique books with leather covers.

This is even rarer. She wasn't sure whether this style of decoration was the idea of ​​Guk or Liya, who was next to Guk. In short, what she could tell was that this savage tyrant probably never thought of turning over those books.

Other weapons were hung on the wall-swords, axes, spears, knight armors from other noble families.

The sour taste of soil and metal rose to greet Ava, accompanied by the smell of leather, charcoal and polished grease.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Soon, she took a seat on the specially prepared seat, and heard the gentle ticking sound of an ancient clock from the stone mantel, and the distant faint humming.

Only then did she dare to look up at him.

His face was a light gray like marble, it was a stiff face without a trace of curvature, arrogant and with cunning wisdom, and pride.

His scalp is nothing but the rough braid made up of silver rings on the top of his skull. His red eyes are recessed under his craggy eyebrows. The twinkling light resembles blood-stained pearls. He wears a thick iron ring in the middle of his jaw. This gave him a naive and dangerous temperament.

There are a few shallow scars carved on the face almost three times the size of an ordinary person, making him have a certain desire to hurt him no matter what his expression is.

His sitting posture was very casual, stretching out the sturdy body four times the size of Ava on his throne.

A metal palm rests on the armrest, and the other hand is carelessly placed on the edge. Behind the throne, Ava can see a huge mechanical claw on the shelf, which is probably the so-called Guk’s. Claw it.

Ava took a deep breath, and the image before her eyes seemed to be a beast lying in the mottled shade of trees, accumulating a lot of energy for the moment of hunting.

She could hardly move, her heart was beating.

Guk is also looking at each other.

In his opinion, most of the birds are similar in appearance. This one seems to be more muscular and has a more exaggerated curve than Liya, but what has caught Guk’s attention is that her hair turned out to be silvery white and the ends of the feathers. It's the same, it gives her a peculiar...beauty in the sun.

Guk is always extra tolerant of white things.

"Then—"

Then Guk spoke, his slow tone with an arrogant contempt.

"What do you want to talk to me?"

Ava stared at him with twinkling eyes ready to answer.

But at that moment, she realized a sudden horrible fact--

She can't remember it at all!

"I……"

"Ok?"

"Your Majesty, this is..."

Evrei immediately stood up to relieve the siege, stood beside Gu Ke calmly explaining the situation of this meeting, Liya never said a word. .

While she was talking to Guk, Ava finally slowed down and sat upright in her chair to recall the details of her errand.

Although she was shocked by this ironic scene, the memory she had always relied on retrieved everything in a moment.

"So what else does she want me?"

Guk, who was talking with Evely, asked nonchalantly:

"What I want is more conquest, faster speed, these are not determined by her."

To Ava, Guk’s tone was exactly what the impatient barbarian chief had, and he would react when faced with things that were far less than his trivialities in terms of height and status.

"Your Majesty Guk."

When Ava spoke, she prayed that her voice did not tremble.

"My queen has no complaints about your conquest."

As soon as he said this, Guk turned his head and stared at her.

Ava felt her throat drained when she swallowed her saliva.