I'm not that kind of orc

To be able to hit Wikas, who has excellent dynamic vision and superb fighting skills, this woman's skills should not be easy.

"Damn! How dare you hit me with that thing..." Wikas covered his nose, "My job is better than yours, okay?"

"Your adjutant...uh, has a lot of personality." I managed to squeeze out the words.

He actually dared to directly attack his boss without any hesitation.

"...It's my younger sister, who is also a werewolf. She joined the Knights Order two years later than me. After being promoted, the marshal assigned her to me. I don't want to." Wikas rubbed his nose and hissed back.

It turned out to be the case.

Then there was a burst of impatient footsteps from far to near, a tall female human with tied hair in a knight uniform appeared at the door of the tent, frowned and cast a dissatisfied look at Wikas: "You idiot. I am not Did I tell you to push the commission from His Highness? We only come here from the vanguard group, and the maintenance of the airship takes up more than half of it. Even if the werewolves don't have to sleep for a long time, they can't squeeze the labor force like this! "She said and sighed wearily, "Oh, I really want to go back and meet little Tina..."

"I said next time I see my daughter, don't hesitate to hug her. She is already 14 years old...Okay, okay, no matter what, you should meet the person His Highness entrusted us to train first. She is her." Vikas pointed in our direction.

"Eh? This orc...is called Angelica?" Lelia looked at me in surprise.

"No, it's her." I pulled out Angelica who completely hid behind me to hide her figure.

"..." Leilia lowered her head and stared at Angelika with a reluctance expression for a while without saying a word.

"This is Angelica, a half-elf with dual nationalities of Helgia and Saidian. She is also a werewolf. She is a friend of His Highness. She wants to learn some fighting skills suitable for werewolves from us. I think you will." A suit is quite suitable for her." Wikas folded his hands and looked at her, "How about it, do you still want to refuse?"

"I'll do it!!" Leilia agreed suddenly and simply, staring straight at Angelica... Then she raised her hand to wipe the corner of her mouth with excitement.

Angelica was a little hairy after being stared at by her, and then hid behind me, timidly tugged at the corner of my clothes and whispered to me: "Wait a minute, Bullock, this person looks at me so strangely. Just like those elf guards before... I want to go back!"

"Hey, little sister Angelica, right? Don't be nervous. The training is not as hard as you imagined. Come on, let my sister see how you are..." With an ecstatic expression on his face, Lai Leah slowly approached her.

There are quite a few people like her in this world.

"Hey! No, don't! Bullock, this person is very bad, don't leave me to her!" Angelica grabbed my clothes and shook them.

"That's up to you." I pulled Angelica out and handed it to Lelia.

"No problem!" Lelia hugged the struggling Angelica with one hand, and saluted me with the other hand: "Leave it to me, Your Excellency!"

"No! I don't want to stay here! Brock, take me home!" Angelica desperately stretched out her hands towards me who was about to turn around and leave.

...Why do you feel like taking your child to kindergarten for the first time?

Strengthen it first before you are eligible to send it up (5)

Only Tilawa was left.

Tilawa's combat skills were inherited from Igna.Igna practiced a set of assassin-type combat skills, using short-handled and short-edged weapons such as short knives, daggers, and hidden swords, as well as flying props such as flying needles, throwing daggers, and hatchets to target the enemy A straightforward assassination of the vital point.

Igna can be regarded as teaching her everything. In fact, Tilawa has mastered most of Igna's skills, but her proficiency and experience are still far behind Igna's master.

At first I thought about whether she should practice shaman spells like me, so I discussed this matter with Roland, and she proposed to me another more appropriate and simple solution-improved Tilawa equipment used.

This is also a proposal she has been considering. The elves' skill in magic and the forging skills of precision props are far superior to our orcs, and the orcs have enough skilled fighters. If some weapons made by elves If it can be used to arm the orc troops, it should greatly enhance the strength of the coalition forces.

After sending those girls to their mentors, I took the trial equipment provided by Roland and went to Igna's residence to find Tilawa.

Igna had been badly wounded in the previous raid and had been recuperating until recently, and Tilawa was often at her side to tend to her.

During the offensive and defensive battle on the first day of the city defense battle, Igna's injuries had recovered enough to be able to get out of bed and walk around. The old chief had arranged for her to take refuge, but she insisted on staying.Although in the end she did not go to the front line and the rear cordon to directly participate in the battle, she still served as the logistics dispatcher.

After the orc tribe and Saidian successfully reconciled in the past, the warriors of the Shouya clan took advantage of the opportunity to settle down in the valley and lived with our Bloodaxe clan. Now these warriors of the Shouya clan accept Yi Ge Na's leadership and dispatch have formed a united front with us.

Tilawa can also be regarded as Igna's apprentice and assistant. Since Igna can move now, if she can spare time, it is natural that she has the responsibility to teach Tilawa some combat skills suitable for use on the battlefield. .

Before Tilawa went to Igna's that night, I told her to try and ask Igna to find time to train her.

When I first heard my proposal, Tilawa shook her head desperately: "No, no, no, no! What are you talking about, Lord Brock, Lord Igna is just able to get out of bed and walk around, and the bandages on her body are still intact. Take it down! How can I let her train with me—"

"It's enough to be able to move, she's not that hypocritical." Before Tilawa finished speaking, I interrupted her, "When she trained me before, whether I was injured or she herself was injured, As long as both of them can move, they will train as usual, and I know her better than you."

Igna used to train me with almost harsh methods, and she has never been soft on herself in this regard.

When I approached the tent where she lived, I happened to see her training with Tilawa in the yard.

She was training Tilawa to throw daggers.

Tilawa was not very proficient in doing it, and aimed at the neck of the puppet that had been cut into a human shape. As a result, the trajectory of the dagger was still an inch off, and it brushed past the neck.

"I said to focus on the wrist, not the arm! Don't you understand the orc language? Use the strength of the wrist to pull out the dagger, so that it can be accurate! Bring it!" One arm is still wrapped in a bandage Igna walked over with a sullen face, grabbed the dagger in Tilawa's hand and demonstrated it to her.

She weighed the dagger in her hand, and then flicked the dagger with her wrist, and it disappeared. Almost at the same time, a dagger was inserted into the head of the wooden puppet used as the target. Everything is submerged, only the handle of the knife is exposed.

"Like this!" She glared at Tilawa, "Now go and recover the daggers, and do another set! If you don't hit all the designated positions, don't stop today! Even if you make it, continue tomorrow morning go down!"

"Eh? Lady Igna, your injury... If you don't take a good rest..."

"You should be worrying about whether you can achieve your goals! Now, move!" Igna interrupted her, glaring at her.

"Yes!!" Tilawa obediently ran over and pulled the dagger from the puppet one by one.

"It seems to be recovering well." I walked over to talk to Igna.

Igna glanced at me: "I heard that this child has been following you these days, thank you for your hard work."

I came here not only to discuss Tilawa's training, but also to see her injuries.Igna has a strong self-esteem, and she didn't want me to visit her when she was recuperating from illness, so it should be fine now.

"Lord Brock!" Tilawa, who recovered the dagger, turned to see me and ran over happily.

"I brought the equipment mentioned earlier." I untied the cloth bag I brought over, took two daggers from it, and handed them to them respectively.

"This is?" Igna frowned slightly, and looked carefully at the dagger in her hand.

The size of these two daggers is much larger than the daggers used by elves and humans, and is comparable to the throwing daggers of our orcs, but the style is obviously designed in the style of elves, and the runes of elves are engraved on the handle. The text is red and the other handle is blue.

"It's a rune dagger made by Roland. After injecting the fire of life, it can activate the magic formula on it, so that the dagger can carry the effect of the magic spell. The red one can explode when the target is concentrated, and the blue one can be released after concentrating on the target. Electrocution paralyzes the target." I explained to them, "Just a brief dabble in the basics of how a shaman uses Living Fire will work, so let me demonstrate."

I took back the red dagger from Tilawa, injected it with the life fire in my body, and the runes on the dagger immediately shone red, then I aimed at the wooden man in the distance and threw it over——

As a result, the accuracy of the head was off by a thousand miles, and it was stuck on the fence of the yard.

Igna and Tilawa looked at me silently, and I pretended not to notice their eyes.

The next moment, with a loud bang, flames emerged centered on the dagger, and the wooden fence stabbed by the dagger was blown to pieces.

"...That's it." I said with a forced calm.

"The stuff is good, but your aim sucks." Igna commented blankly.

"You didn't teach me to throw this either." I scratched my head embarrassedly.

"Because this fighting style is not suitable for you." Igna replied lightly, and then added, "Remember to help me fix the fence later."

"Oh……"

Strengthen it first before you are eligible to send it up (6)

"Speaking of which, why did she provide us with such a useful thing so generously?" Igna asked, weighing the throwing dagger in her hand.

"It was a piece of equipment from her previous design to arm Sedian's ranger troops, but the design was abandoned..." I explained to her.

"Abandoned?" Igna frowned vigilantly when she heard the word, "Is there any accidental risk with this thing?"

I shook my head: "No, this kind of dagger will be discarded just because it is too heavy. In order to store enough magic power to achieve enough power, the size of the dagger can only be reduced to this extent at most. It didn't go very well, so she suggested to me whether I could use this to arm an army of orcs."

The elves are born with high magic power, and all of them have the ability to practice spells, but correspondingly, they are short in physical strength. The current Saidian army is mainly female, and their slender wrists are not Such a blunt and heavy dagger cannot be used flexibly.

But for an orc, a dagger of this size and weight is relatively light.Although it seems that Igna's fighting style is more focused on agility than strength, in fact, relying on the natural physical advantages of the orcs, her strength is not inferior to the heavy warriors of humans and elves.The strength with which she wields the dagger is completely enough to cut off the neck of the giant beast with a single blow. Arsena, who uses a two-handed warhammer as a weapon, and her opponent will be at a disadvantage in the capture. Back then, Miria used the physical strengthening technique to fight her. One also failed to take advantage of it.

At this time, Tilawa took back the dagger I threw out just now, and ran back excitedly, holding the dagger at Igna and shaking it: "Master Igna, look! The dagger is still intact! "

The explosion caused by this dagger was caused by the runes on the dagger expanding outwards and calling out flames, not from the inside of the dagger. The dagger itself is very strong and resistant to fire, so after killing the target, it can recycled.

"Can it be used more than once? Yes, if the cost is acceptable, maybe I can order a batch from Saidian." Igna nodded thoughtfully.

With the equipment support of this kind of elf craft, just ask Roland to provide Tilawa with guidance, let her dabble in the basics of shamanism, and learn to manipulate the flow of the fire of life.

"Even if you have good equipment, it's useless if you don't have enough skills. You're not good at throwing daggers, so let's continue practicing now." Igna told Tilawa.

"Yes!" Tilawa returned to the original training position obediently, and threw the dagger in his hand at the wooden man.

Then Igna turned her face to me, was silent for a while, and said in a serious tone: "... Is it true that Azak was resurrected by witchcraft?"

It seemed the old chief had told her everything.

She is a descendant of Azak just like me, and she is proud of the heroic spirit of her ancestors. In this matter, her mood should be the same as mine.

I returned the same solemn gaze and nodded to her: "Don't worry, I will free his soul."

Igna stared at me for a while, then turned her gaze back to Tilawa who was practicing hard, and smiled softly with the corners of her mouth raised: "You really have become a lot more reliable." She paused, then retracted She smiled, and added regretfully, "...Although the style of life is still a mess."

"Wait a minute, there is nothing wrong with my style of life!" What she said made me confused for a while.

"Oh? Really?" Igna glanced at me coldly, "I heard that a woman lived in your house after you came back. Is this a rumor?"

"Uh..." It really hit the nail on the head, and I was so choked that I couldn't speak for a moment.

If possible, I also want that woman to move out and return the half of the house that was taken away, but I can't beat her.

"And I also heard that a new woman moved in for a night in a few days." Igna slashed again.

This is about Princess Alyssa.

"That is, it happened for a reason..." I explained dryly.

"Also, I also heard that you openly cuddled with women from other races during training?" Igna continued to stab her.

It's about Vanessa, that guy jumps at me every time he sees me.

"That, it's that guy's nature..." I tried to explain.

"I don't want to care about your private life now, but at least when you're in the tribe, it's better to be restrained." She calmly persuaded me.

I held back for a long time, and finally gave up after much deliberation, and simply replied: "Oh."

In the end, Igna looked over in surprise: "This time, I honestly didn't refute it..."

"It's okay, I'm used to being hacked." I replied calmly.

Forget it, it's time to look at it, anyway, even if I barely explain it now, there may be something waiting for me in the future.Since you can't resist, why don't you just... let them think about it!

Thinking about it this way, I suddenly became a little enlightened.

"After Tilawa came back, she told me a lot about her experience in Saidian's academy. She also wrote to me before. She said that you took good care of her and made many friends there. Long, she still feels very happy there." Igna looked at Tilawa and said lightly.

"It's nothing more than a little effort." I also responded lightly.