I'm not that kind of orc

Everyone present could clearly feel a wave of heat gushing out from her. When the empress got angry, the surrounding temperature would rise accordingly.

If I hadn't reminded her in advance that what appeared in front of her was just a projection, this guy might have blown up the conference hall.

"Queen of the Dragon Clan, you have killed me twice." Facing the unique and powerful creature in this world, Azak's expression did not fluctuate at all.

"You and the people behind you have offended me, and I have to use the ashes you turn into to pay back." The queen said coldly.

"An eye for an eye, you will be the ones who will die in the end." Azak slowly scanned everyone present, and finally fixed his gaze on the old chief, "Varo, I am here this time to give you the first Two choices."

Leaning on a long staff, the old chief looked at Azak quietly. He closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, the expression of nostalgia and grief that had remained in his eyes had disappeared without a trace.

"Go ahead." He replied in a calm enough voice.

"Surrender and open the mountain pass. In this way, I will guarantee the safety of you and the clansmen." Azak's voice did not fluctuate.

"Then what are you going to do to us?" Tolivia, who had been holding her hands all the time, interrupted in a cold voice.

Azak glanced at her blankly: "The task I was entrusted with was to destroy Saidian."

Azak was only here to negotiate with the old chief, and now it was an offensive and defensive battle between his army and the Bloodaxe clan's settlement, and the old chief was the general commander here.Saidian's troops were stationed here in the name of supporting the alliance, and he never planned to let Saidian go from the very beginning.

"Heh, it seems that there is no room for us at the negotiation table today." She sneered and turned to Roland.

But Roland didn't respond to her.She just stared at Azak's figure without saying a word, her expression neither sad nor happy.

Soldiers at the gates (2)

"You said to guarantee our safety, what do you plan to do with us if we choose to surrender?" the old chief continued to ask.

"I will regroup you under my command, and I will continue to lead you as I have done in the past." Azak said loudly, his voice resounding in the hall.

"That's different! You blabbering liar!" I yelled out, frowning before he finished speaking.

Azak looked over, his eyes were blank.

Not only him, but others also looked over. The old chief opened his eyes slightly wide at me, and Roland, who had been expressionless all this time, showed a hint of surprise.

"The Bloodaxe clan is still the same Bloodaxe clan, but you are no longer what you were back then." I stared straight at Azak, whose face was frozen like ice, "I've heard your story countless times, and it makes me feel familiar Back then. The Bloodaxe Clan was enslaved by the Demon King to invade Seidian, to ravage innocent people, and was forced to launch a war without glory—it was you who stood up to lead us, Let us regain our glory!"

As I say this, I recall what I have heard about the past war during the time I spent in Seidian.

Roland and Feilan's father, Angelica's father, Princess Alyssa's father... and the little elf girl who made the old chief feel ashamed all his life, they all died in that unjust war .

During the time spent with those elves, not only did I try to gain the understanding of those elves, but I also gradually understood them.

The orcs enslaved by the devil once committed heavy crimes, committed injustice, and stained their hands with the blood of innocent people.It was Azak, the new chieftain of the Bloodaxe clan, who led us to withdraw from Saidian to resist the devil, break free from the shackles of slaves, and regain our glory and dignity.

But now, this "Azak" standing in front of me, is trying to do the opposite.

One is an indomitable hero, and the other is just an undead wandering the world.

In my eyes, they are not the same person.

"Now you are the other way around, persuading us to surrender, taking us back under your command, and then taking us to attack Seidian. May I ask what is the difference between what you are going to do now and the enslavement of us by the demon king in the past?" I stared at him questioningly.

"Yes, or not, it doesn't matter to me now, I just need to complete my task." Azak replied with empty eyes.

"Look, how sad, you have become a puppet of the enemy, my lord ancestor." I smiled and shook my head at him, "What you valued in the past, the glory that you are willing to sacrifice your life for , You discarded it. And now you want us to discard the glory you brought us back to us, and become the minion of the person behind you, how is this the same as in the past?"

For Roland and the old chieftain, Azak was the greatest benefactor in their lives.Roland was saved by him, and the old chief followed him all his life.

They had come into contact with the living Azak, heard his voice, and seen his appearance, but now he who had passed away stood in front of them again, with the same voice and appearance, but holding a sword in his hand, with cold eyes.

Seeing the old people with their own eyes, but reuniting in such a way, they should not be at peace.

But that's none of my business.

I haven't even seen what my grandfather looked like, let alone this one who died earlier.

I only know Azak from stories and legends, he is the greatest hero to me, an ancestor I am proud of, he is an incarnation in my eyes - the incarnation of glory, whom I respect and pursue Target.

So I can't equate the dead man in front of me with the ancestor of the hero in my mind.

"Maybe." Faced with my almost mocking attitude, Azak still did not show any emotion, "After being awakened by this sword, I remembered who I am, and I also remembered what I had experienced before I was alive. I also clearly understand that what I am doing now runs counter to my past self. But I don’t have any feelings about it. Since I woke up, I have only one thought driving me, which is to execute the voice that the sword conveyed to me.”

This magic sword, "Silent Tombstone" awakened him and erased all his emotions during his lifetime. He and the magic sword became one, and then the enemy manipulated the magic sword through the corpse of the devil king, and then manipulated him.He has become a controlled puppet, no longer has the concept of glory or not. Azak's soul is trapped in this body, numbly executing the enemy's orders, but he can't even feel the humiliation.

"You have lived a glorious life, and you shouldn't end up like this." I shook my head and stared firmly into his eyes, "As your descendant, I have always been proud of you, and I will take responsibility to let you regain rest in peace."

"Anyone who stands in my way, I will kill him without hesitation, and neither will you." He looked back at me with unemotional eyes.

Afterwards, Azak slowly shifted his gaze to the old chief: "Waro, what is your answer?"

"Brock has already given the best answer, my teacher." The old chief suddenly smiled, "If you were standing here in the past, you would have made the same choice."

"Really?" After hearing his answer, Azak just closed his eyes, his expression remained unchanged, as if he was not the one who initiated the persuasion.

"The one who should surrender is you, Azak." At this time Roland suddenly said, "You have a lot of troops, but the corpse of the devil is not in your hands, right?"

Azak, who reopened his eyes, moved his gaze to her, but did not answer right away.

I froze for a moment, the corpse of the demon king that we have been dreading...isn't here?

"I know very well how powerful the magic power contained in the corpse of the demon king is. If you keep that kind of thing in your garrison, it is impossible for the enchantment I set up to not be able to detect it." Roland said calmly, "You didn't hold that kind of thing in your hand." Should have the ace."

"It's just that I didn't draw the best card, and what I have to do will not change." Azak said without hesitation, "I already know your answers, and that's enough."

His figure projected here began to distort. For him, this negotiating process was over. The death battle was doomed to be inevitable from the very beginning. It was time for him to get ready to attack.

"Azak, do you deny me?" But at this time, Roland spoke to him again.

"I have no impression of you."

After Azak replied flatly, his figure dissipated like a puff of smoke.

Soldiers at the gates (3)

The negotiations are over, and the battle to defend the city has entered the countdown.

At night, the west side of the tribe is brightly lit, as bright as day.

Before that, we temporarily built the Shanguan Walled City in the narrow part of the western section of the canyon. We mainly handed over the construction of the city wall to Saidian's support troops.I have to admit that in terms of construction technology, Saidian's elves are much better than us orcs who live in tents in the wild of giant beasts.At that time, Roland led fifty or so mages, and spent three days drawing hundreds of complex magic circles there, and then cast the spell together on the fourth day, and the mountain rock was driven by the spell to form two magic circles by itself. city ​​walls.

Group after group of troops and weapons were piled up to the city between the two walls. The elf scouts sent the familiars to monitor the intruders' movements at all times. The archers and warriors prepared their equipment in the camp, and the elf mages Checking over and over again the magic circle set up at the pass, the shaman invokes the spirits of wind, water and earth, monitoring the balance of the natural elements.A cart full of animal pens was also transported to the designated area, and the wolf cavalry took their mounts there and fed them the best meat.

All those stationed in this valley tonight stretched themselves like bowstrings.

...Except for some heartless Her Majesty who would go home and fall asleep on her golden bed at such a time.

After talking to the local commander for seven hours, at seven o'clock in the evening, I was called by Roland to her tent to accept the assignment.

"I was appointed to be responsible for the defense of the city wall. After all, I led the team to build the city wall, and that part needs to be managed by the mage team I lead." Roland said lightly, "But I want you to take those children to the rear The defensive force led by Azak has a sizable air strike force and a small group of werewolves who can climb over rocky mountains. They have the ability to bypass the densely fired city walls and directly attack the interior of the valley, and we can deal with that kind of attack. The trump card is the queen."

Compared with the walled defenders who had to confront the main siege troops head-on in the first place, the troops in the rear were generally a little safer and had a greater chance of evacuating.Roland's arrangement probably took into account the safety of those girls who insisted on staying here.

And if the air strike force going around the rear is led by the corpse dragon riding on Azak, then I will have to deal with it with the queen.

"Oh, okay." I nodded briefly.

"I didn't hesitate at all. The other party is the ancestor you have always admired." Roland stood in front of the command table, arms folded, and looked at me with great interest.

"It's not bad, anyway, things are only divided into what to do and what not to do. If someone wants to harm my tribe, then I will kill them, no matter who he is, it's as simple as that." I punched my palm.

Roland smiled silently and nodded: "It's no wonder you said that kind of thing during the negotiation. It seems that you don't need me to worry about it. Go ahead."

But I stood still.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Roland looked over.

"I think you need to worry about it. There's something wrong with you."

"Me?" Roland tilted his head slightly, "What's wrong with me?"

"It's normal, but there's something wrong with you when you're normal." I looked at her seriously, "Azak is your opponent, making it difficult for you?"

I have been with this guy for a long time now, and I have discovered that when she is upset, she will be very honest and talk less. The last time I saw her like this was when the tribal coalition forces approached. Igna ran over and asked me to leave when.

"It's rare for you, a piece of wood, to care about me?" Roland laughed softly.

"Nonsense, you are my commander now, and I entrust my life to you now. If you lose your head, you will be crushed, won't it be me in the end?" I clasped my hands and returned to her.

"... I have always had a regret that I didn't have time to thank Azak for what happened at that time." After a moment of silence, Roland said, lowering his eyes with emotion as he spoke, "I didn't expect to see you again , it will be in this way, I just feel a little pity."

For Roland, Azak was also her spiritual mentor to some extent.It was he who made Roland change her prejudice against orcs, and made her work hard for decades to reverse the verdict of orcs in elven society.I was rescued by Roland and thrown into that academy when I was captured by Saidian. To some extent, it was also due to the time when Azak accidentally rescued her.

...So speaking of it, more than half of my falling into the hands of this woman was caused by my ancestor.

"It's a rare time for you to lose your mind." I shook my head, "Attacking the tribes I have guarded before, and then launching a war without any glory at all, in my opinion, that is not the hero Aza I am familiar with at all. Ke, it’s just a puppet with the same name and very similar appearance, of course he should be killed, right?”

"I have learned about the power of the 'Silent Tombstone' from the classics. It is the supreme necromancy. The awakened body is indeed the soul of Azak. He was just manipulated." Roland shook slightly. Shake your head.

"Then you should kill him even more. When Azak led the Bloodaxe clan to rebel against the devil, was he ever afraid of death? In his eyes, the glory and dignity of living in this world are more important than his life. He will definitely not I like to 'live' myself like this, if he knew that he would be treated as a marionette after death, I guess he would have asked his clansmen to burn his body to ashes." I looked straight at Roland, "You said you thanked him, is that the kind of verbal talk? Aren't you more responsible for killing him with your hands?"

As an orc, I can only understand Azak from the perspective of an orc. In my opinion, he would definitely prefer to die in battle than to manipulate him. There is nothing sad about it.

Roland was stunned for a while after hearing what I said, and suddenly smiled again: "It's not bad to think straight-headed like you." She let out a long breath, nodded, "Okay...then get rid of him, and then Let’s go to his grave to say thanks, you can go.”

Hearing her response, I turned around and was about to leave, but when I walked to the door, I heard Roland call me suddenly: "By the way, Brock..."

I thought she would say thank you next, but instead I heard her say unexpectedly: "...Have you considered marrying an elf?"

I slipped in the doorway and almost fell.

"What?" I turned around in shock.

Roland smiled and admired my gaffe, with that teasing smile that I know well that makes people want to beat her up.

This guy, as soon as he returned to his normal state, he teased me...

"No!" I glared at her angrily, and then walked out of the tent quickly.

After walking for a while, I couldn't help but beat my chest.

Damn it, just a joke, why does this heart beat so fast...

Soldiers at the gates (4)

At four o'clock in the morning, I called those girls to the training ground.

"The enemy should organize an attack tomorrow. Although it should be asked many times... But I still want to ask your opinions." I glanced at them one by one seriously, "This is war, not a joke, stay here Here, if this place is breached, one will die if he fails to retreat in time. Although Tilawa is a member of the Shouya clan, he is still old enough to serve. Others are not in the supporting garrison formation. Saidian has already Agreeing to our request for asylum for our clan, the warriors of the Bloodaxe clan and the Shouya clan who are of service age are here to stay. The other clans are now evacuating from the east of the valley and taking refuge on the Sidian border. You are now If you change your mind, you can also go back to Saidian with them."

"...I really want to go back, but I have to wake up so early and I don't even have time to take care of my hair." Feilan muttered sleepily.