I'm not that kind of orc

I was reluctant in every possible way, but when she threatened with that crystal, I could only choose to obey for the time being.

Let's see if we can do it later...

She led me out of the dormitory, walked a little way in the direction of the school building, and then turned to a road I didn't often walk.

So anomalous.

I can't help feeling suspicious.

Normally, even if this pervert wants to do something, she must do it out of her masochism, not to mention using crystals to threaten me, she will even take the initiative to disarm me, and then desperately encourage me to do all kinds of strange things .

"Where are you going?" A sudden voice sounded from behind.

Miria, who was walking ahead, froze.

I turned around and saw Roland standing there with a long staff, with a serious face: "Miriya, I remember that you should be waiting at the gate, where are you taking him? That's the side entrance of the college direction?"

I can't help but breathe a sigh of relief in my heart.

Thankfully, someone finally broke this inexplicable situation.

Miria suddenly turned around and walked up quickly, blocking me.

Seeing her inexplicable behavior, not only was I dumbfounded, Roland also frowned slightly: "What are you going to do?"

"I want to take him away." Miriah replied without hesitation.

"Huh?" I was dumbfounded.

What's the situation with this conversation like elopement?

Roland wasn't too surprised, as if he had expected this answer.She still frowned on those thin eyebrows, raised her hand and nodded her forehead as if suffering from a headache: "Where are you taking it?"

"Anywhere is fine, I want to hide him!" Miriah raised her hand in front of me.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Roland sighed, "Okay, stop making trouble! We have to send him to the border overnight."

"Border?" I reacted, "Can I go to the negotiation site?"

"Yes, I'm going to inform you to go." Roland nodded.

Did you get it...

"Are you kidding me! Taking him there is to hand him over, right?" At this moment Miriah suddenly pulled out her sword excitedly, "I don't want to let him go!!"

I froze for a moment.

Hand it over?What's the meaning?

"Don't play your temper like a child." Roland looked helpless, raised his hand and pointed at her, "I have taken back your crystal authority now... Brock, grab her!"

"Okay." I decisively grabbed Miria's arm from behind and cut it back, forcibly flipped her wrist and twisted the sword in her hand.

"Woo..." She didn't have time to strengthen her own strength with magic power. Although she resisted fiercely at first, she couldn't break free from my grasp at all. Facing her who is more accustomed to using swords, this kind of completely close body I still have the upper hand.

And being grabbed by my arm so roughly, soon her face flushed, and her resisting arms quickly softened.

"Aha...ha..." Her breathing also became rapid, and her expression became more and more dazed.

So this metamorphosis is hopeless...

Roland looked at the restrained Miriam, sighed again, and said earnestly: "Miriam, are you going to disobey His Majesty's instructions?"

Miria was stunned for a moment, as if she suddenly woke up.After a long time, she lowered her head: "I..."

"This is a major matter related to this country, and you cannot be self-willed! You are the person in charge of the escort work today." Roland said sternly.

After a moment of silence, Miriah answered in a low voice: "I see..."

"Okay, go back to the gate quickly, your subordinates are waiting for you." Roland waved his hand and looked at me, "Let her go."

I let go.

Miria, who was freed from the shackles, seemed to have half of her soul sucked out, and the movement of bending over to pick up the sword was unusually slow.

She put the sword back into its sheath, turned her head and looked at me with complicated eyes, and walked away slowly towards the gate with vain steps.

"It's such a temporary thing...it's really disturbing." Facing the direction she was leaving, Roland shook his head.

I can see her heavy emotions, if in the past, Miriah made any outrageous actions towards me, she should have made a big joke at this time.

"...I was already mentally prepared to be refused to go." I looked at her and said.

"For some reason... His Majesty has approved you to attend the negotiation." Roland still looked there.

"Well, what did Miriah mean by handing me over?" I bluntly mentioned this matter that concerned me.

"This is exactly the reason why you will be approved to attend. When the negotiators from the six major tribes confirmed the details of the negotiations at the border, someone mentioned that you are here." She paused and said slowly, "Then, One of the representatives over there, your sister Igna Shouya, impromptuly asked us to return the prisoners of war during the negotiations."

Storm is coming (4)

The convoy, escorted by Miriah's squad, set off from the gate of the Academy late at night and galloped along the avenue toward the western border.In the center of the convoy was the carriage pulled by a stag driven by Miria, surrounded by several female elf knights riding white unicorns.

Roland and I sat in the heavily guarded carriage, and sat silently for a long, long time.

I had something on my mind, and Roland didn't know what he was thinking, his face was expressionless, and he just didn't speak.

In the end, I couldn't hold back anymore: "Is it a bit too urgent to set off in the middle of the night?"

"Do you still want to say goodbye to them one by one? Do you think they are happy to see you off?" Roland said slowly, "It was because of this consideration that we chose midnight."

I suddenly remembered the promise I made to Angelica, and my heart suddenly ached.

"What's your plan here? Are you really going to send me back?" I looked into her eyes and asked.

"It's not sure yet. Regarding your disposal, we will negotiate with the other party's representative first." Roland lowered his eyes. "However, based on the analysis of the current situation, there is a high possibility that you will be handed over directly."

I froze for a moment: "I thought most people would disagree..."

Roland shrugged his shoulders: "Because even if you are forcibly detained here, there is no hostage value. You were originally caught by me as a dead soldier... Sigh, you orcs are all single-minded. You are not so important to the six major tribes that you are a fool who died in battle as glory. What's more, we are limited by the laws of the alliance, and we can't really do anything to you. And the most likely to embarrass you Those people from the Main Battle faction are now suspecting that you are actually a spy sent by the six major tribes, and they are worried that keeping you here will lead to more information leaks."

After being silent for a while, I let out a long sigh: "What an accident, all kinds of messy thoughts popped out."

"Your Majesty is not foolish enough to believe in such groundless speculations. After all, you have done so many deeds to benevolent to the elves. This is why I can barely win a little trust to attend the negotiations as one of the representatives of Saidian. Reason. But on the other hand, even if you believe in you, there is no need to continue detaining you in this country. It is correct to simply let you go back to your hometown." Roland suddenly lowered his eyes while talking, "But the most important thing is The reason is that we have no right to speak. Saidian is the only country that has not recovered from the war in the abyss. Facing the orc forces in the entire north, to be honest, our chances of winning are not great."

"Don't you still have humans and dwarves as allies?" I remembered this.

"When did you start thinking about this issue from our perspective?" Roland suddenly raised his eyebrows at me in surprise.

I froze for a moment.

But Roland didn't mean to get to the bottom of it, he took it with a smile, and then began to answer my question seriously: "The alliance can't play a big role in this situation, after all, every country has to rely on its own The interests of the country are given priority. Although we have sent assistance requests to Helgia and other allied countries, all the allied countries without exception have chosen to wait and see the outcome of the negotiations...King Filiant gave the order to send troops when the negotiations broke down The promise of assistance is only a promise, and it can barely be used as a bargaining chip to lower the negotiation conditions. Although most countries feel threatened by the behavior of the orcs, they still prefer Saidian to accept some conditions to observe first. After all It wouldn’t hurt if the flesh wasn’t cut on your body. It’s because Sai Di’an’s national strength still needs a long time to recover, even if he sent troops to borrow this favor, he doesn’t know when he will get it back. Of course, if the situation is true If the army of orcs grows to the point where the orc army presses all the way to the capital of Saidian, they probably won't sit idly by forever... But Saidian will still suffer severely at that time."

She said with a bitter smile: "Representatives from some countries pointed out that after all, the conflict between the two sides started when our elves harassed the orcs' settlements, and it was not obvious that the orcs had hostile intentions towards the entire alliance, so they chose to observe for the time being." ...How should I put it, I really did it myself."

She had been silent just now, but she couldn't stop once she started talking.It seems that she has accumulated a lot of pressure because of the things these days, and she has been holding back to find someone to talk to.

It is really hard for me to imagine what it would be like to lose the results of so many years of hard work when I was close to success.

After a moment of silence, I changed the subject: "I never thought that... Igna would suddenly raise such a condition."

"How could you not think of it? After all, it is your sister."

"No, Roland, you don't know her. Igna is a person who is indifferent to everyone, including me." I shook my head, "Our father died of serious injuries from a dangerous hunting, and our mother died in the hospital. We died of illness before we became adults. She took care of me growing up. She was my first teacher. She taught me the earliest fighting and hunting skills. She also taught me many, many principles, and she taught them very carefully. , is also very strict with me. It can be said that she raised and cultivated me alone—out of this kindness, I am very grateful to her, respect her, and treat her as an important family member. But I She has never seen through her thoughts, and she has hardly expressed her thoughts to anyone. The sentence she said to me the most is 'Since you have the same family name as mine, you can't embarrass me'. I think, she It should be more about honor."

That's right, honor is indeed something more important than life for an orc warrior.

That's why I don't want me to continue to embarrass myself here as a prisoner of war.

"Brock, your EQ really can't be saved." Roland smiled after a long absence, although he looked a little tired, "I think it might be a kind of arrogance."

"The first hunting mission she gave me was to hunt a saber leopard alone with a dagger. At that time, she watched me coldly and was almost torn to pieces by the saber tooth leopard. If it wasn't for me fainting from pain I slit the beast's throat before I passed by, and I will probably be 12 years old in this life." I thought about the past, and paused here, "After that, I was unconscious on the bed for two days, and then lay down for half a month The first thing she did after getting up was to ask me to do it again, because she felt that the ending of my last hunt was to die together, so I couldn't be considered qualified." I said and stared at Roland seriously, "Do you think this is called Proud?"

Roland was suddenly speechless.

After a long time, she said: "The pride of the orcs is really wild..."

"So it's not okay to say it all!" I habitually thought she was joking, and sighed as usual.

But Roland's expression was extremely serious: "Brock, compared to your coming-of-age ceremony, I think the hunting test she gave you is already very humane. Do you think she forced you to do this dangerous hunting at such a young age? It's cruel to keep watching, but I think if she really doesn't care about your life, there's no need for her to watch."

I was stunned.

Roland did not continue on this topic, but turned to look out the car window.

After a long time, she said to herself, "No matter what, you will meet again, and we...may have to part."

I don't know how to respond.

At this time, the distant sky showed a bright color, and the stars scattered in the night sky were much sparser than when they set off late at night.

It was almost dawn, and there was still half a day to travel to the border.

Storm is coming (5)

The convoy arrived at the border defense area at dusk the next day, and we passed through checkpoints under the escort of the Miriah team.After passing the last checkpoint, the convoy stopped in a huge open space surrounded by guard posts, and I followed Roland out of the carriage.

This is not the first time for me to come here. After I was captured, I was temporarily detained in this garrison area. A few months ago, this was the outpost where the elven garrison sent troops to harass the valley where our tribe lives.There is not much distance between here and my tribe. In comparison, the college is already far away. Even using the fastest elf chariots and horses to travel will take a day and a night.

If Angelica and Arsena ran to that dormitory today and saw that the room was empty, they would probably look for me everywhere.

I don't know what they will think if I just go back like this...

Just as I was thinking this way, Angelica's voice suddenly came from my ears: "Brock...will he really be here?"

Look, if you think about this too much, you will hallucinate.

"Anyway, the negotiating place should be right here. I guess Mr. Bullock must have been brought here. Maybe we arrived first, after all, we must be faster than them." This time it was Al Senna's voice.

"Hey, you two, walk slowly! Wait for me!" Then Feilan shouted dissatisfied.

"Are your legs still weak... If you're so afraid of heights, don't try to run to the hanging cabin to see the scenery." Angelica said.

"Who is afraid of heights? Don't talk nonsense, I just, just my legs are numb."

"When the hanging pod shook...he still hugged me and yelled."

"you shut up!"

... This auditory hallucination is quite rich in content.

"Ah, isn't that Mr. Bullock? Hey, Mr. Bullock!" Arsena suddenly shouted in surprise.

This loud voice made me stunned for a moment.