I'm not that kind of orc

The music symbolizing the opening of the ceremony suddenly sounded. Surrounded by the entourage of knights and guards, we walked slowly towards the auditorium to witness the brand new future we created together.

The Golden Country of Orcs and Humans

The organization still has tasks for you (1)

I, Brock Bloodaxe, once accidentally became a prisoner of the elves. In order to save my tribe, I chose to stay in the country of the elves to endure humiliation. Suddenly intervened and threatened the country with a declaration of war.

And now, I have finally managed to resolve the turmoil that almost turned into a war, and at the same time successfully reached a settlement between the long-eared country and my tribe.

That's right, I finally achieved my goal of staying in this country, which means...

I can finally go home! ! !

——I originally thought so.

But after several days of ceremonies and consultations, after the matter gradually settled down, when I talked about it with the old chief who was about to attend the last meeting, he told me with apologetic expression: " I'm sorry, Brock, I'm afraid I have to take you back to the tribe for a while..."

Naturally, I was stunned immediately, and then asked the old chief to give me an explanation.

The old chief said that after the day's talks, he would come to me in person and have a good talk with him.

So now, I'm staying at my residence in the garrison, sitting at the tea table, silently waiting for the old chief to come.

"Hey, it's so boring!" Feilan, who was also sitting at the tea table, threw away the cards in her hand, and put half of her body on the table as if her spine had been taken away, pressing her chest and face against the table. On the desktop, "How many days have I been here...I'm a little tired."

"Then don't complain to me." I folded my hands and looked down at her helplessly, "You should be able to find a way to go back to the academy by yourself, right?"

After all, why does this guy keep wandering around my place these days, shouldn't she really hate me?

At this time, Angelica, who was sitting on the other side, put the biscuits in the dining basket into a plate, and then pushed towards me: "Come on, Brock, eat biscuits, I borrowed the kitchen here to make them."

"Oh." I grabbed a handful of biscuits and threw them into my mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Angelica asked.

"Yeah!" I gave her a thumbs up.

"Hmph, didn't you drag me over to teach you like last time... Tsk!" Feilan, who was lying on the table, suddenly wrinkled her face, as if some very unpleasant memories had been brought back.

What's going on with this girl?

"By the way, do you make so many in that stove?" Feilan also reached out to take a piece of biscuit and took a bite, then blinked her eyes in surprise, "Huh? It doesn't taste like...I said girl, you don't know ?”

Angelica nodded to her expressionlessly, and said slowly: "I mixed in the rest of you... because I think my part... if Brock eats it, it may won't be enough."

"What?" Feilan immediately yelled and sat up straight, her eyes widened and she turned to me, "Doesn't that mean that this guy has eaten me now, I made it..."

She fell silent as she spoke, and her face began to turn red for no reason.

"Why, it's just biscuits, don't be so stingy." I ate another handful of biscuits, "It tastes pretty good, I can't see that you are still good at making this."

Feilan's eyes widened, and the blush on her face deepened a bit. She turned her face away and muttered in her mouth, "Go, go die... I don't know what it means!"

"Brock, let's go hunting together later." Angelica tugged at my sleeve.

"Sorry, I have to make an appointment with my chief to meet here later, and I want to talk to him about going back to the tribe."

My words made them react at the same time.

"Back..." Angelica's eyes widened suddenly.

"Go?" Feilan also abruptly turned her face away from her.

hmmmm?

"You guys, why are your expressions so frightening?" I was taken aback by their appearance.

"Brock!" Angelica grabbed my sleeves anxiously with her two little hands.

"Hey, you want to sneak away like last time again?" Feilan raised her eyebrows and stared at her sharply.

I suddenly remembered that the last time Igna asked Saidian to hand over the prisoners of war, and I didn't tell them in time that I might leave, they came to my door and quarreled with me that night.

"That's not the case. Even if I want to go back, I will definitely let you know. The key is that the old chief told me that I can't go back to the tribe with him, so I'm waiting here." I scratched my head , explain to them.

"Can't go back yet..." Angelica was stunned for a moment, and then breathed a sigh of relief, "Huh!"

"Ah, can't you go back?" Feilan, who was still staring at the beginning, suddenly beamed with joy, "Haha, you must have done too many bad things and your hometown should have removed you!"

"Come on, Brock, eat a biscuit." Angelica picked up a biscuit and moved it towards my mouth with a smile in her eyes.

"Hey, wait, I can't go home, why are you so happy?" I was a little dumbfounded by them.

At this time, the door of the room was suddenly opened.

The old chief leaned on a long staff, pushed open the door and walked in: "Sorry, Brock, I've been waiting for a long time. The meeting took a while...huh?"

Including me, everyone in the room stopped at the same time and turned their heads to focus on him.

The old chief noticed the situation in the room. He looked at Feilan who was sitting next to me, who was smiling very happily, and then at Angelica who was holding a biscuit and was about to feed it to my mouth. He stood there for a long time. , and then nodded thoughtfully: "I'll come back later..."

As he said that, he was about to close the door and go out.

"Wait a minute chief, why are you leaving all of a sudden!?" I suddenly stood up from my chair.

Why does this scene feel so familiar?

"I was just wondering if I disturbed you, that Brock, these two..." The old chief looked them over again.

The shy Angelica immediately got up from her seat and hid behind me very skillfully.

Feilan got up vigilantly and moved towards me, she grabbed my shoulder and asked me in a low voice: "Hey, what, why is another orc running out? What are you trying to do?"

"He is my chief. Didn't I just say that I want to meet him? Don't be too rude, and sit back for me!"

"Brock." The old chief called me.

"Here!" I subconsciously straightened up and looked at the chief, only to find that the old chief was staring at me suspiciously.

"Well, what kind of life are you living here? I remember hearing what you said before, didn't you seem to be living a wronged life? But you and these elf girl dolls..." The old chief hesitated to speak. , looked at Angelica twice more, and her expression became more and more weird, "Uh, even such a small child..."

I was just about to open my mouth to explain something, but he raised his hand again to stop me.

"No, forget it, I'm an old man, and I don't understand you young people very well." The old chief shook his head lightly again, as if he had persuaded himself in his heart, "For this kind of thing, just make yourself happy. , I have nothing to put on airs to educate you."

"oh oh."

Why do I always feel that there is some strange misunderstanding.

The organization still has tasks for you (2)

I seated the old chief and poured him a cup of tea.

Angelica and Feilan also let go of their guard a little bit, and sat in their seats—but the chairs were still close to me.

"It turned out to be tea. I like drinking tea very much, but it's too expensive." The old chief looked at the colored tea soup in the cup, sniffed the aroma overflowing from the cup, and sighed softly, "After all, tea is only available for human merchants. Some of them are sold there, and they have always been rare items in our place. I haven’t bought them since I moved here.”

"Don't worry, chief, it will be fine when the trade route is established. Now that we have established a direct connection with the south, maybe one day, we can also learn to grow tea in the ground." I put down the teapot, "This thing is very popular in the south. Commonly, humans will plant and process this thing, and here Alsena...er is the human crown prince, you have seen her, she gave me a lot."

The old chief took a sip from his teacup, raised the corners of his mouth, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Okay, can the chief talk to me now? Why do you say I can't go back?" I sat down and tapped my hand on the table impatiently.

"Well, I don't mean that you will not be allowed to go back, but that it might be better to slow down this matter. That's right, we confirmed some details in the agreement during the recent talks, which also included which clans came to the Go to Helgia, and how to distribute it there. Then there is another clan that stays with our clan, we will reclaim the remaining land in the valley, and we will share the new hunting grounds together.”

"Which clan stayed?" I asked casually.

"It's the Shouya clan." The old chief replied, "Now the Shouya clan is managed by Igna. At the meeting, she offered to stay in the valley and live with the Bloodaxe clan."

This is reasonable. After all, Igna is also from our clan. Although our relationship with the Shouya clan was not very close in the past, the relationship is generally good.

but……

"But does it have anything to do with me not being able to go back right away?" I didn't understand.

"Brock, you also know that you just defeated the chief of the Shouya clan in a life-and-death battle. The news has spread throughout the Shouya clan."

"Isn't that a respectable thing? You don't want to say that someone is looking for revenge on me?" I frowned.

The old chief smiled and shook his head: "Of course no one would dare to think about it. You defeated Leilogard in an open and honest manner. But this also means that there will be many people eager to challenge you, Brock. If If you can win a duel, even if it's just an ordinary duel, if you have already defeated Leilogard - of course, this does not mean that you can replace Leilogard as the chief, but it is undoubtedly a kind of A means to quickly establish prestige in the group."

"I will not be afraid of any challenge!" I punched my palm.

"In the past, it's okay to let you young people make trouble on your own at this time. But it's different now. Leilogard is still recuperating, and the Hunting Clan is temporarily led by Igna. Of course, with her reputation, this The matter is still not a problem. But she has too many things to deal with next. In the past few days, she not only has to participate in the talks on behalf of the Shouya clan, but also discusses with me the division of land and the distribution of hunting grounds. In order to issue instructions to the tribe, sometimes she also needs to contact the elders who manage the original settlement, so she is very busy."

"That also means..."

"I mean to be considerate of your sister. The people who have moved from the Shouya clan now urgently need to build new settlement facilities. It is not the time to let the young people chase after fame, and the relationship between the Bloodaxe clan and the Shouya clan is not yet It needs running-in, and we don’t want too many unstable factors. Of course, this is only temporary, as long as everything stabilizes, it will only take a month or two, and you can come back—as a triumphant hero.” The old man The chief explained patiently, "Besides, I hope you don't go back for the time being. There is another reason."

"what reason?"

"The six major tribes have established formal diplomatic relations with the southern countries. This is the first time that they have established diplomatic relations with the most representative countries of the two races. All tribes attach great importance to it. We need to elect a person as a representative The ambassadors of the six major tribes, each clan will give this ambassador some authority, let him inspect the situation on our behalf in Saidian and Helgia, and act as an envoy to mediate the relationship between the various tribes and these two countries."

"Hey, don't you guys—" I guessed the direction of the matter.

"Yes, you are the most suitable candidate, and this is what the two leaders and heir representatives on the side of humans and elves proposed first. On our side, all the chiefs have heard about your deeds, and your bravery makes you two Alien nations have established their reputations. And you won the Railuogarde in the life-and-death battle, and resolved the conflict without bloodshed. The other chiefs also expressed their approval for you, and they all agreed-including Leiluo Gard, Igna voted for him. Of course, I still have to ask my opinion on this matter, after all, you are a member of our Bloodaxe clan."

The old chief took a sip of tea from his cup and continued: "But I still want to respect your opinion. When you were dueling with Raylogard in the past, you said that you didn't enjoy living in this country... You don't want to choose This burden can also be rejected, and I will try my best to reject their proposal."

"B, Brock, do you hate this place?" Angelica suddenly rushed over anxiously and grabbed my sleeve.

"Hey, don't make it sound like you've been bullied and suffered a lot here!" Feilan folded her arms and looked at me sideways, muttering softly, "Every time you bully me, don't you always look very happy? ?"

"Well..." I scratched my head.

After listening to the old chief's narration, I couldn't help hesitating. The displaced population of the Shouya clan will live with the entire Bloodaxe clan near the border of Saidian, and will also use the hunting grounds provided by Saidian, while the rest of the tribes will Will move to the territory of Helgia Arthena.Never before had the six great tribes established such close ties with the southern states.

The orcs and the two countries have just signed an agreement, and it will take a period of contact and running-in to stabilize. This really requires a person to continue to bridge the gap between the two sides.

"Well, since it only takes a month or two." I sighed.

The eyes of Angelica who was nervous just a second ago lit up. She seemed to be a little carried away with happiness, and suddenly turned to the old chief and gave him a thumbs up: "Grandpa, thank you!"

The old chief was taken aback for a moment, then smiled kindly, and returned the same gesture to her.

"Okay, old man, well done!" Feilan also looked at the old chief approvingly.

"Hey, don't be rude to the chief!" I immediately reached out and pulled her ear as a warning.

"What are you doing!" Feilan, who was about to explode at one o'clock, turned around and was about to wrestle with me, but I pushed her back.

The old chief put the teacup to his mouth comfortably again, and looked at us meaningfully.