I'm not that kind of orc

Everyone focused their attention on me.

Things to face...

I thought about this sentence over and over again in my heart.

"Brock?" Seeing that I didn't respond, Igna frowned slightly.

I moistened my throat and answered, "Sorry, I haven't thought it through yet."

"what?"

"what happened?"

"Is there any hesitation?"

My words made all the orc representatives look at each other, only Igna was still staring at me.

"Warrior of the Bloodaxe clan, what are you thinking?" The elder of the Luefeng clan who met yesterday looked at me suspiciously.

"Enough!" Igna suddenly choked out all other voices before I could respond.

She then looked around: "Everyone here, is anyone carrying coins?"

After a while of silence, Arsena raised her hand: "I have!"

As she spoke, she took out a valuable gold coin from her body.

I have to say that this girl is really rich...

"Can I borrow it?" Igna said calmly.

"Of course." As soon as Arsena finished speaking, a well-trained human knight reached out and took the gold coin.

Just as the knight was about to walk towards the side of the orc representative, Igna suddenly added: "Please don't give it to me, just give it to that trash over there." She pointed at me.

I opened my eyes wide in surprise.

"Brock, you might as well flip a coin." Igna remained expressionless, but her tone was obviously disappointed and impatient, "We don't have any more time to waste on you."

Indecisive coin toss (6)

The human knight came over at Arsena's behest and handed the gold coin to me.

Looking at the Helgia gold coin lying in the palm of my hand, I was a little unexpected.

Do you want to use this coin...to decide whether I will stay or not?

Determine my... fate?

I felt a sudden wave of resistance.

"Hurry up, Brock, since you don't have the courage to make up your own mind, then just accept your fate. If you are positive, you can continue to be your prisoner and hang out with those long ears." Igna's voice was full of unease. Concealed bitter sarcasm, "If it's the other way around, stop moaning, just shut up and tell me to get the hell out of here!"

I envisioned how the coin would feel in my hand, and how it might end up staying in my hand.

On the plus side, I'll stay - and maybe see things go the worst way, elves and orcs at war, and I'll be branded a traitor by my tribe.

On the contrary, I will go back to my tribe—maybe I will go to the battlefield when the battle starts, and wave the weapon in my hand to every elf I meet on the battlefield—it may be Roland, Feilan, Miriam or even It's Princess Alisa and Angelica.

Either one is not the result I want.

My thoughts were forced forward by the situation, and I gradually realized what I really wanted to face...

That was my own fear.

Beyond the position of the camp, it comes from the fear deep in my heart.

I am afraid to see the dispute between orcs and elves, even now, my tribe has the support of five other tribes, and I no longer have to worry about the threat of elves as in the past.

So as long as the elves agree to the conditions of the orcs... can war be avoided?

No, in that case...

Thinking of this, I subconsciously turned my gaze to Princess Alyssa sitting in the center, and I happened to meet her gaze.

The elf princess looked at me nervously, and then at the gold coin in my hand, with the worry and concern I was familiar with in her eyes.

Is now the time to worry about me?

Obviously your current situation is more difficult than mine, and you are walking on thin ice.

Getting the elf to agree to the conditions meant seeing her being taken hostage... Thinking of this, I suddenly felt an unprecedented chill gripping me, as if a voice kept shouting from the bottom of my heart.

She is kind to you, how can you let that happen?How can you see her in deep danger?How could you... betray your own glory! ?

Why did Igna and the others have to take her as a hostage?

No, from the beginning to the end, I didn't understand what they did.

The sudden development of the other five tribes is full of doubts. I can't see through their real purpose, and I'm not sure that if the elves agree to their conditions, they will really stop.

If I go back with Igna, maybe I will have the opportunity to know the answers to these questions, but then I will be completely kidnapped by my position, and I will no longer have any ability to change the status quo.

Why did I forget it? I originally wanted to see Igna and ask about it, but after learning that she asked the elf to return me, I was confused.

I am really stupid...

You can't just be blinded by the choices that are pushed to your eyes. There are only two sides to a coin, but there are many choices that people can make.

"Brock, what are you laughing at?" Igna's puzzled voice brought me back to my senses.

Only then did I realize a self-deprecating smile appeared on my face, and my mood was unexpectedly peaceful.

"Igna." I looked at Igna seriously, and then I clearly saw her eyes flicker for a moment, "I hope you can answer me a question first."

"What did you say?" She frowned slightly.

I didn't care about her reaction, and continued to ask: "You said yesterday that you were present as a representative of the Bloodaxe clan. That's right, right?"

"Yes, among the six representatives here, I represent the Bloodaxe clan." Igna replied calmly.

"Why is it you? Where's the old chief? Where's the elder? It's unreasonable for you to represent the Bloodaxe clan. You keep saying that it's for the Bloodaxe clan, so why can't I see a single Bloodaxe at this negotiation meeting?" People from the clan? Are you using our name to exclude the Bloodaxe clan?"

This sharp question obviously made Igna a little angry, and she looked at me suddenly with severe eyes: "Brock, pay attention to your tone of voice! You are not qualified to ask—"

"Answer me!" I raised my voice with a sullen expression.

Faced with my sudden change of attitude, the representatives present at the meeting showed more or less surprised expressions.

Igna and I stared at each other, and let out a long breath from our noses as if suppressing the fire in our heart: "I have visited the old chief, he has been unwell recently, after learning about our negotiation plan, he Authorize me to attend in his place."

"There are so many famous people in the clan, and that old-fashioned old chief will bypass so many people who can attend on his behalf to authorize you? I didn't expect that you can't even tell a decent lie." I shook my head , Reciting the sentence she said to me yesterday.

"What exactly do you want to say?" Igna's face became more and more impatient.

"I don't understand what you're doing. It's worth traveling thousands of miles to move your elite soldiers here just to stand up for the Bloodaxe clan? I don't remember that the loyalty among the six major clans is so good."

"Brock, what are you talking about? Have you been brainwashed by these long ears?" Igna looked at me with a sense of distance, "Which side are you on?"

"Of course I stand for my own tribe, and I am willing to go back to my own tribe and fight for my own tribe. But I will not just accept the arrangement so vaguely." I replied firmly, scanning the faces of every representative from the orc side one by one , "I don't need you to tell me the truth, I only have one request - please swear here, swear that what you have done does not violate the glory we all follow! The glory of being an orc and a warrior! So, I will go back to my tribe!"

No one responded to me, and the orcs present all looked at me with suspicion and alienation.

"Enough!" Igna finally couldn't take it any longer, she slapped the table and got up, "Stop messing around, Brock! You, who survived as a prisoner of war, are not qualified to make such demands with us!"

"I don't want to...really?" I calmly dealt with her anger, and raised my right hand holding the gold coin, "Okay, then let's stop making trouble, and use this coin to decide as you said. "

"What are you going to do?" Igna noticed something strange.

I didn't answer directly, but pinched it with two fingers and raised the gold coin high.

Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, I scratched the middle of the gold coin with my nails, and then pinched the two ends of the gold coin with my thumb and index finger of both hands, and began to fold it vigorously.

The Helgian gold coins that circulated throughout the civilized world and the northern orc tribes had a high gold content and were soft in texture, and were quickly bent under the orc's unique huge hand strength.

I heard gasps of air from people around me, and a few exclamations.

After bending the gold coin to a certain angle, I turned the gold coin in a different direction and pinched and pressed it from the outside to make it completely folded in half.

The unique flexible texture of pure gold allows the gold coin to be folded in half without being completely split in half.

Finally, under the amazed eyes of everyone, I threw the gold coin folded in half so that only half of the face was left on both sides, and threw it on the negotiating table: "This is my answer."

first negotiation (1)

The ringing sound of the double-folded gold coin hitting a bell on the table was especially clear and abrupt in the suddenly silent conference hall.

After a while, I caught a glimpse of Alsena slowly turning to Wikas beside her with a dull expression: "Um, gold coins... can you fold them in half with your hands?"

Wikas seemed calmer: "Please don't ask my Highness, I have never tried it, and it is a crime to deliberately damage currency in Helgia."

"Mr. Bullock..." Alsena shifted her gaze to me, her face flushed with excitement, she raised her hands to cover her mouth, her eyes were full of admiration and obsession, "You're so handsome!"

Wikas frowned and coughed dryly: "Your Highness, be reserved!"

Roland, who was sitting in his seat, turned his head to look at me, without speaking, only with a meaningful smile in his eyes.

Most of the elves and humans at the scene looked at the half-folded gold coins on the table with shocked expressions, as if watching an unbelievable trick.In contrast, the reaction of the orcs was calmer. There are many orcs with the grip strength to fold gold coins.

This reminded me of the scene where I watched Feilan cook soup with magic, and I was the only one with a disbelieving face.

"Brock, what do you mean?" Igna narrowed her eyes.

"I shook my head: "I'm sorry, Igna, I don't like tossing coins. There are only two sides to a coin, and I'm not very satisfied with the two choices you put in front of me. I won't go with you, and I don't intend to Continue to be a prisoner of the elves. "

"Why, I still need to get you a dice, don't I?" Igna's eyebrows showed sullen lines, "Are you planning to betray us?"

"No, I don't need coins or dice. Now I have figured out what I should really do. What I have been struggling with is not whether I can go back or not, but whether what you are doing is correct." I said He replied calmly, "I have no intention of betraying anyone, I only have one position from the beginning to the end, and that is for my own tribe!"

"Then you can come back and fight for your tribe now!"

"If necessary, I will naturally fight for the tribe, but now, I doubt whether you really represent the interests of our Bloodaxe clan! Saidian has already made concessions to the Bloodaxe clan. There is no point in starting a war in the name of the clan!" I glanced at the orc representatives on the scene again, "There is not even a member of the Bloodaxe clan here, and you don't even dare to swear to glory! How do you want me to believe you? "

That's right, I don't intend to betray the tribe and stand on the side of the elves, I have always been fighting for the tribe.

But if it was for the Bloodaxe clan, there was no need to threaten Saidian with war, or even take Princess Alyssa as a hostage.If the actions of the six tribes violate the honor, then I should stop it.

That's what I'm following what I know in my heart, what I'm supposed to do now!

"How can you, who was shamelessly taken as a prisoner, not have the right to question us?" Igna thumped the table with her fist.

"Of course I have! As a prisoner of war, I endured humiliation here in order to find a way to stabilize my tribe. Do you think I live comfortably here? Let me tell you, what I have done so far No matter what you think or see, I have a clear conscience!!" I pointed my thumb at my chest and shouted.

That's right, I haven't had a good life for a few days since I came here, and I have been patient until now, all of which are working hard for the tribe!I have no reason to be accused at all!