I'm not that kind of orc

Then, suddenly, I caught my breath.

The eerie anthropomorphic creature was gone, replaced by a naked boy with pointed ears lying in the bushes.

A... elven imp?

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what happened?

The scene in front of me puzzled me.

I carefully observed the elf kid lying on the ground, and found that his two forearms were covered with animal hairs of different colors, exactly the same as the synthetic humanoid beast just now, and these animal hairs were fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This brat...could it be transformed from that human-shaped composite beast just now?

Although it is unbelievable, the fact is that it happened right before our eyes.

"Brock?"

"Master Brock, what's the matter?"

Seeing that I didn't respond for a long time, Angelika and Tilawa moved to my side in doubt, and looked into the bushes together.

Naturally, they both froze together.

They probably couldn't understand how the monster who just sneaked up on us turned into a naked elf kid.

Now how to do?

If that guy is just a simple synthetic beast with a special shape, I probably wouldn't think too much about it and send it on the road with an axe.But now this guy appeared in front of me in this form - an... unarmed elf child, whose appearance is only about ten years old orcs or humans, it is impossible to attack this kind of target without any psychological burden possible things.

After a while, Tilawa looked at Angelica and me with questioning eyes: "How should we deal with this?"

"...More spiciness?" Angelica blinked after a long silence.

This girl is obviously a little confused.

"Calm down, you can't eat this." I patted her on the head lightly, then collected myself and thought for a while, "To be on the safe side, tie him up first, and bring the rope here."

Although it looks harmless to humans and animals now, since this guy is a monster that just attacked us, we still can't take him lightly.

But Angelica and Tilawa looked over with complicated eyes after hearing my words.

"What's wrong?" I couldn't understand their eyes for a while.

"Brock..." Angelica hesitated to speak.

"Master Bullock, I don't think it's good to be tied up so naked..." Tilawa reminded in a low voice.

I thought about it for a while, and I understood—the picture of tying up a naked brat is indeed a bit weird.

"Uh, let's wrap him in a blanket first." I changed my words.

I stood still and stared at the brat, Tilawa treated the wound with a bandage, Angelica went to get the thin camping blanket and ropes, and then I covered the naked kid with a thin blanket , and then packed him tightly with ropes.

I lifted him up with just one hand and set him beside the campfire.

Then the three of us came down next to this kid, Angelica looked at me, Tilawa looked at me, I looked back and forth at them, and finally we all cast our eyes on this elf kid.

Pointy long ears, thin face and body shape, fair complexion, light golden hair common among elves - the little ghost in front of him is an elf no matter how he looks at it.

Although it was tied up, I still didn't know what to do with him.None of us had any clue about what was going on weirdly before us, and we ended up just sitting here and waiting for him to wake up.

Three quarters of an hour passed like this, and the elf kid finally woke up faintly.

The moment he just woke up, he was a little dazed, and he looked no different from an ordinary kid, but after he fully opened his eyes, he tried to move, and immediately realized the fact that he was tied up, then changed his face and sat up, turning around. Head looked around.When he met my eyes, he suddenly started to struggle hard, and his expression suddenly became grim.He bared his teeth at me in a threatening manner, and growled in a low voice: "Aw! Aah!"

At first I reached for the ax unconsciously, ready to send it if he showed any sign of turning back into the monster or breaking free from the rope.But soon I found that although he was struggling hard, he seemed to be struggling with the rope.

It seems that his strength in this state has also degenerated, and he doesn't look too threatening.

"Can you understand what I'm saying?" I tried to communicate with him, first in Common Tongue, then in the Elvish language I had learned at the Academy.

The little elf showed a puzzled look for a moment, and reacted to what I said, but in the next moment he bared his teeth and showed a fierce look at me: "Woo! Aww!"

Judging from the reaction just now, he should understand what I said, at least he should be able to tell that I am using a certain language to convey information to him.

It's just that his behavior pattern seems to be very similar to that of a wild beast. He uses bared teeth and roars to show deterrence, so as to cover up his timidity and anxiety.

Still, dealing with beasts is nothing new to me.

I thought for a while, and I simply stuck an ax in front of him, then moved closer to him and yelled at him: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

The resonant voice of the orc completely overwhelmed the menacing roar of the kid with his immature voice. He was overwhelmed by my momentum, shrank his neck suddenly, and closed his mouth.

Once the beast is overwhelmed in momentum, it is easy to lose its fighting spirit.

But even though he became quiet, the vigilance in the kid's eyes remained undiminished.I couldn't think of the next move for a while, so I could only stare at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

After a short while, he sniffed suddenly and turned his head away, as if reacting to some smell.

I followed his line of sight and found a string of half-eaten roasted rabbit meat—it was leftover from my previous meal, and I put it aside after I noticed the attack.

He stared at the half skewer without blinking his eyes, and after a few seconds passed, he swallowed.

"He seems to be hungry." Angelica saw that he seemed to want to eat the skewer.

I remember that elves don't have much appetite for meat. The situation like Angelica is largely due to the influence of werewolf physique. Is this elf kid transformed from a synthetic beast... similar?

At this moment, the kid's eyes were wide open, shining brightly, no different from ordinary children who saw their favorite food and toys.

Give him some to eat and see.

I took the string of rabbit meat tentatively, and stretched it towards him cautiously.

He was still a little vigilant, looking back and forth between me and the string of meat stretched out to his mouth, but after hesitating for more than ten seconds, he still lost his appetite, opened his mouth and bit down on the rabbit meat, eating quite boldly, just like It seems like I have been hungry for two or three days.

The tense air that had been surrounding him suddenly dissipated, and he, who was focused on eating, was undefended at all, making it impossible to feel that this guy had just engaged in a deathmatch with us a few minutes ago.

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A bunch of rabbit meat disappeared in the kid's mouth in the blink of an eye.After eating, he licked his lips with his tongue, and then slowly shifted his gaze to Angelika... another skewer of meat grilled in his hand.

Angelica noticed his gaze, sensed his intentions, immediately pricked up her ears, and bared her sharp fangs at him intimidatingly.

Not to be outdone, the little elf also put on a fierce face and bared her teeth, looking like two carnivorous beasts confronting each other for a prey.

Angelica stared at him vigilantly, carefully moved to my side, tugged at the corner of my clothes, and muttered to me: "Brock, I don't like him very much... this man gives me a very Dangerous feeling."

"It feels dangerous?"

"I can't tell, it just seems to be a bit repulsive on my intuition. I don't want to get close to him, but I instinctively want to stay away from him." Angelica whispered, her eyes never moved away from the kid.

As a werewolf, Angelica possessed keen senses and intuition similar to those of wild beasts. The instinctive threat she felt from this little ghost should be undeniable.

That's right, he's very dangerous. This kid is indeed the human-shaped synthetic beast just now. No one can guarantee that he won't change back and attack us again.

However, after thinking about it, there is only one way to deal with this little ghost, which can be called more appropriate.

"Let's take him back." I made a decision, "Take a rest first, and bring him back to the fort early tomorrow morning, so that Roland can see what this kid is."

This weird elf kid will command those synthetic beasts to attack us, which means that he is probably also from the hands of the enemy.Demonic swords, synthetic beasts, corpses of demon kings, werewolf demons... Since the confrontation, the enemy's methods have emerged in an endless stream, and it can be said that one is more insane than the other. It is not impossible to make a little ghost that can turn into a monster.

So I let Angelica and Tilawa go to rest under the tree first, and I sat by the campfire to watch the night. By the way, I guarded this little devil—after I yelled at him and ate the meat I fed him, at least On the surface, his hostility is not so strong anymore, but he still stares straight at me, which makes people feel creepy.

I added some wood to the campfire, then looked at the kid again, and saw that he was writhing restlessly again.

"Okay, don't move around, even if you break free, I will catch you again." I said to him in a calm voice, although I am not sure if he can understand me, but I still try to tell him Expressed his position, "If you don't want to be hurt, be honest. As long as you are willing to cooperate, I will not hurt you. I will not attack an opponent who has no resistance for no reason. I advise you not to do unnecessary things."

After listening to my words, this kid stopped his unnecessary struggle, it seems that he really understood what I said.It's just that I don't know if he can speak. If he can speak, maybe I can try to talk to him and ask something from his mouth.But right now, it seems that he either can't speak, or he has no intention of communicating with us.

I followed him, looked around, and re-examined the campfire.

But at this moment, the kid suddenly yelled, and at the same time began to twist his body violently on the ground: "Woo! Wooah!"

I subconsciously groped for the tomahawk while looking at him warily.

Angelica and Tilawa were also attracted by his movement, and they put on a posture facing this side.

But the kid who was wrapped in a blanket and tied up didn't look at us. He just sat on the ground and writhed like a caterpillar, staring at himself.He seemed to want to stand up, but because his hands and feet were tied, he couldn't maintain his balance at all.

I stared at him suspiciously for a while, and finally understood what was going on.

A big centipede as thick as a thumb crawled onto his body, and crawled towards his face along the blanket that wrapped his body.This kind of insect will burrow into the soil to sleep when it is cold.Probably because the bonfire warmed the nearby soil, it woke up and crawled out from the bottom to look for food, and finally climbed onto the kid.

I suddenly felt a little surprised.Although the hands and feet are bound, this kid is indeed the synthetic humanoid beast that attacked us just now and almost seriously injured Tilawa. Such a monster... would be so frightened by a mere centipede that it screamed loudly! ?

The centipede had already crawled to the chest of this kid, and he became more and more anxious, and finally cast a look at me asking for help, and shouted inarticulately: "Oh... bug, bug... help... …Help me get &…”

Do you want me to help him remove it?

After thinking about it, I walked over, bent down, and brushed off the centipede for him.The centipede was bounced to the ground by my fingers, twisted a few times and started to flee.

The little ghost watched the centipede crawl away with lingering fear, and moved away from it.

At this moment, Angelica came over, picked up a stone and smashed it to the centipede's head to kill it, then picked up the centipede and shook it at me: "Brock, this, do you want to eat it? "

"Is this thing edible!?" I was slightly taken aback.

"Well, roast or fry it, it's delicious." Angelica nodded.

This girl is really a foodie...

"Okay, let me taste it." I suddenly became curious about the taste of this thing, and sent Angelica to roast this centipede.To a certain extent, our orcs have a wide range of recipes. Generally, we are willing to eat two bites as long as they don’t die if they run on the ground.

Then, I set my sights on this kid: "Can you talk?"

The elf imp raised his face to look at me, and was silent, neither shaking his head nor nodding.

Judging by this reaction, he was indeed able to speak.

I knelt down in front of him and thought for a while.

Now that it's confirmed that we can talk to him, what should I ask him?About his origin, about the enemy's information, even if asked, he probably wouldn't tell...

"What's your name?" In the end, I only asked one question.

The elf goblin stared into my eyes without saying a word.

Are you really unwilling to say anything?

Well, this is also expected.

I shook my head, abandoned the conversation, and started to get up.At this moment, the kid suddenly made a small voice: "Chimera..."