I'm not that kind of orc

Roland stepped forward, reached out and touched the characters on the door, and the door opened automatically.It is a small bedroom, adhering to the simplicity of military facilities, only equipped with a bed, desk, chair and shower room, the furniture has a little elf style on the side, but overall it is quite simple of.

"Hurry up and go in, I'll be on guard here." Miriya urged impatiently, "Don't worry, no one will disturb you, you have to hurry up."

"Okay." Roland smiled and nodded.

Damn, isn't the atmosphere and dialogue a bit wrong?

Listening to this inexplicable conversation between these two people sitting outside the door of a bedroom with a bed, I really want to turn around and run away.

But limited by the magic item on my neck, I can't even turn around now.

"Brock, come in." Under Roland's order, I could only watch my body uncontrollably follow her into the room.

Then Miria closed the door behind her.

My heart sank, then beat violently.

The lighting spar embedded in the cave wall is not considered bright, and the whole room looks a little dark, making the atmosphere even more weird.

"Okay, Brock, you can talk now." Roland turned to me with a smile, and slightly parted his lips.

At the same time, I felt my clenched teeth finally relax.

"I think it would be better if you would let me move my body too." I tried hard to suppress the twitch at the corner of my mouth.

"Oh, but what if you can't hold back yourself in this room, and you rush towards me like a beast?" After a long absence, the familiar teasing smile appeared on Roland's face again.

"Even if the sky falls, that kind of thing won't happen, okay?" I sighed, "What are you trying to do? What do you mean by having something to say?"

In my eyes, Roland has always been unpredictable, but he has never been so inexplicable as today.

"You may be leaving here tomorrow. I plan to give you a farewell gift." She stood in front of me with a smile on her face, slowly raised her hand, and climbed onto my face.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The sudden crossing made me panic.

Normally, I should have been used to her various strange teases, but in today's weird atmosphere, I really can't maintain a normal state of mind.

Something is wrong with Roland today, I can feel it.

The soft and delicate touch of my fingers made my facial muscles tense involuntarily.

"Okay, close your eyes." She exhaled Ruolan, and said this order.

My eyelids closed tightly uncontrollably, and my vision was instantly deprived.

Losing the visual perception of the surroundings, the uneasiness in his heart suddenly swelled several times, and his heart was beating crazily, as if there were a hundred orc war drummers struggling to beat drums in his chest.

In the dark, his brain went blank, and he couldn't think normally at all.

Roland... what exactly do you want to do?

Then, the slender fingers slowly slid down, across my cheeks, chin, the violently throbbing carotid artery, and reached the center of my neck.

Then, I faintly heard Roland chanting a spell.

The incantations in the ancient elf language were chanted briefly, but they were as distant as ancient sacrificial words.

I heard a rattle from the collar around my neck.

In an instant, the invisible force that had been restraining my musculoskeletal muscles disappeared like an ebbing tide, and I could feel myself regaining the dominance of my body.

I opened my eyes in amazement, and what came into view was Roland holding the untied collar in his hand.

"Maybe this is the last time I will play tricks on you..." She smiled sadly, and every sound she uttered echoed in my ears, "Brock, I declare now that you are free."

Indecisive coin toss (2)

I stared blankly at Roland.

"I've worked hard on you all this time." She said softly, "Now that I'm officially releasing you, you can really make choices freely according to your own wishes."

Suddenly, I finally recalled her various unusual behaviors in the past few days - complicated eyes, inadvertent hesitation, and imperceptible sighs in her words.

Now, even if I am as dull as I am, I can perceive the reason now.

"Did you foresee this development from the start?"

"Yes, it's easy to guess. The six major tribes are threatening this country with a declaration of war. If they learn that there is another prisoner of war being detained here, they will come to ask for someone sooner or later." She said in a steady tone.

"But you didn't tell me anything..."

It wasn't until I had to set off here that I learned that Igna had made a request for the return of the prisoners.

"I don't want to kidnap your decision." Roland said seriously, "That's why I made a proposal to let you decide whether to stay or not. Your fate should be decided by yourself."

"...When you captured me alive before, you didn't get my consent." I looked at her quite speechlessly.

"But you agreed to stay and assist me." Roland laughed softly.

"It's not because you coaxed and lied... I think that should be the worst decision I made in my life." I sighed.

She made me kneel at that desk and poked my face with her foot, and said that if I didn't cooperate with her plan to enroll in her college, this country might wipe out my tribe. , is still vivid.

The whole summer has passed in a flash.

It can be called the saddest summer in my life so far. I don't know how many ridiculous things I have experienced here, and I can't count them all.

"If you decide to go back, I hope we won't meet again in the future." Roland said calmly, "It's the same as any of us."

I froze for a moment, and it took me a long time to recall what she meant.

Now that the six major tribes are ready to declare war on Saidian, if I return to my own tribe, I will take up arms again as a warrior of the Bloodaxe clan, and will be divided into opposing sides with everyone I have met here position.

When the situation takes a turn for the worse and the dispute starts, I will go to the battlefield again, and everyone I have met here may be there, in front of me at that time, and no one will have a choice.

Stance is such a devil, even if you have fought side by side, chatted over wine at the same table, and talked to each other around the same bonfire, when you are on the battlefield, it will still force you to hold your sword tightly and rush to the other side.

There is always a banquet in the world, but no one thought that it would end like this.

"Okay, it's almost time, let's go back." After checking the collar in her hand, she reached out and patted my shoulder lightly, "Talking too much will only increase your troubles, follow your own inner thoughts alright."

She didn't even wait for me to answer, she walked around me and opened the door.

The moment the door was opened, Miria appeared.

"Are you ready?" The perverted knight asked as soon as he saw Roland, unaware of how solemn the atmosphere he had destroyed.

"Of course." Roland raised the corner of his mouth to her, and stretched out his hand to hand out the crystal in his hand, "Come, as agreed, this is yours."

Miria snatched it away, and then looked at me with bright eyes.

Then she froze.

One second, two seconds, the smile gradually disappeared from her face.

She turned her head slowly: "Roland."

"What?" Roland smiled.

"Where's the collar?" Miria asked in a daze.

"Here." Roland lifted the untied collar in his hand.

After a moment of astonishment, Miriya furrowed her brows: "Are you kidding me!?"

"No." Facing her anger, Roland was still very calm, "I just handed over the crystal to you after I'm done, and now I've fully complied with the agreement, haven't I?"

"But how did you take his collar off?"

"He might go to his own tribe. It's time to set him free."

"It's because we might have to leave, so today is the only chance, do you understand?" Miria glared at Roland.

Damn it, this female elf is too self-indulgent!

He is obviously a knight who takes the defense of his family and country as his own responsibility, but when his country is in deep crisis, he still lives completely according to his desires. Is it really okay?

"Miriya, now is the time when the country is in crisis... you should restrain yourself." Roland persuaded with a wry smile, which coincided with my thoughts.

"Will the country be saved if I restrain myself?" Miriah glanced at her coldly, "I don't understand the causal relationship between this."

"..." I was completely shocked by her logic.

Ah, why did I forget, this guy would go to the orc tribe alone to get caught deliberately when he went to the battlefield.

So hopeless, how could he restrain himself at this time?

"The national crisis belongs to the national crisis, and personal hobbies belong to personal hobbies. There is no conflict." Miriah said impatiently, and suddenly reached out and snatched the collar from Roland's hand, "After I manage this orc, I will slowly consider the national crisis. things."

"Hmm..." Roland crossed his arms, supported his elbow with one hand, and nodded his chin with the other hand. After thinking for a while, he nodded in agreement, "I suddenly feel that what you said is very reasonable, and the logic is impeccable."

"Flawless ass, do you just ignore my personal wishes for granted?" I shouted dumbfounded.

Didn't you say to give me the right to choose freely just a moment ago?

"Stop talking nonsense! Stand there now and don't move!" Mi Ruiya suddenly rushed over aggressively.

I went to this bitch to force a collar around my neck!

We immediately chased and scuffled in this small room, making a fuss.

"Stop both of you, I won't have a place to sleep at night if this continues." After watching for a while, Roland finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Then help me stop this pervert!!" I leaned against the wall, grabbed Miriah's collar-holding hand with one hand, and tried to push away her approaching face with the other hand.

"Okay... Miria, stop for a moment, I'll help you." Roland said.

"Help me?" Miriah quickly pressed her whole body over and turned her head away.

"Hey!" I exclaimed.

"Let go of him first, come here, I have a new game recommendation for you." Roland waved at her.

With a dubious expression, Miria relaxed, moved away from me, and walked in front of Roland.

"Give me the collar and the crystal," Roland said.

Miriah complied.

Roland took the collar: "Don't move."

After she finished speaking, she picked up the collar and skillfully put it around Miria's neck.

"Huh?" Miria was stunned.

Then Roland turned towards me and threw the crystal in his hand: "Brock, go on."