I'm not that kind of orc

"Follow me, don't run around." I told him, "Also, you can protect yourself, but don't go too far. Don't hurt others unless you have to. This is the rule here, you have to abide by it! "

Quirrell was obedient, nodding at me.But then he glanced at Feilan and Princess Alyssa again, and stood beside me in a diagonal position beside them in silence—he was obviously trying to stay away from them as much as possible.

Could it be because of this that he walked away on his own just now?

"What kind of curse did that kid get? No, it looks more like the alchemy transformation of the life system..." Feilan seemed to see a little way, and then frowned and glanced at me, "Hey , idiot, I said, you don’t really have a brainstorm and plan to store this monster here, do you?”

The girl spoke as outspokenly as usual, but this time her words were not rough.

I was indeed negligent. Quirrell is fundamentally different from ordinary children.He was made as a weapon, and even though subjectively he has no hostility towards us, his own danger still exists objectively.

Putting him together with other children may cause some harm, which is somewhat inappropriate.Although the scene just now was obviously the kid who provoked him, it was his own fault, but if someone was seriously injured or even killed, it would not end.

"In this case, how about arranging for this child to be taken care of alone?" Princess Alisa pondered.

"Who has the time to take care of such a person alone? Don't you yourself take care of this bunch of little devils here and have to work all day? We can't handle this kind of thing. There are so many little devils here to deal with, and you still want to stop A troublesome thing that needs to be dealt with alone, I don't have that kind of spare time here." Feilan curled her lips.

But I think you are quite free here...

Having said that, it doesn't look like Quirrell is going to be in solitary care here.Feilan is not very interested in this kind of work. Although Princess Alisa is interested, she is indeed quite busy.

Moreover, Quirrell obviously has some kind of psychological shadow on the elves.It seems that Feilan and Princess Alyssa, who are elves, don't like it very much.

I just need someone else to help me...

If you are not an elf, you must have the intention to help, and at the same time, you must have a certain strength.

Thinking of this, a candidate suddenly appeared in my mind... No, to be precise, it should be "Dragon".

So after leaving, I immediately led Quirrell to the top of the tallest guard tower on the fortress wall, and found the queen.

Since staying in the fortress, she has come here every afternoon to bask in the sun and take a nap.

Sure enough, she was here, lying on the rattan recliner, and she didn't seem to be asleep.When I came up, she should have heard the movement, and she turned her face lazily and looked at me a few seconds later, and said in a joking tone: "It's Bullock, what's the matter? I have something to report, nothing Let's go back."

"Your Majesty, are you free? I have an unfeeling request, and I would like to ask you for a favor." I said straight to the point.

"Do you want me to take action again?" The queen smiled and put one leg on the other. The long legs exposed under the gauze were intertwined, which looked very provocative.She lay slightly on her side on the recliner, propped her face with her hands, and said with a smile, "You are lucky, I am in a pretty good mood now. Tell me, is there an enemy to be eliminated or do you want me to take you to fly somewhere?" where to go?"

"I hope you can take care of the children with me." I explained my intentions bluntly.

The empress shifted her hands while supporting her face, and almost fell off the wicker chair.Then she immediately raised her face, stared at me silently for a while, and then frowned and asked me: "...what did you say?"

"I was hoping you would do me a favor and come with me to babysit, that... are you free?" I repeated.

When I was in "Oasis", I remember that she once said that she would occasionally play with the children of her own tribe, at least she should not reject getting along with children.

But the queen was silent for a while after hearing my words, then sat up on the recliner, retracted her long legs stretched out on the recliner, and put on a vigilant gesture: "You boy again... What kind of novel way is this? You, you are not serious, are you? "

"Of course I'm serious." I spread my hands at her.

"You..." Her expression seemed to be frightened by me. Although she was covered with a black cloth, it could be seen that her eyes were wide open.

Is what I mentioned so strange?Even if this guy is unwilling to condescend to help such a favor, he shouldn't show such a strange reaction.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked suspiciously.

"I want to ask you this question, you, did you take the wrong medicine? Suddenly saying such strange things..."

"What's so strange? It's the kid over here. Didn't you see it?" I pointed to the side, and at the same time looked to the side.

Then I froze.

Quirrell, disappeared again.

Because of the height difference, I couldn't see him unless I lowered my head significantly. It seemed that when I focused on the queen, he didn't know where to hide.

I looked around immediately, and finally found that this kid was still shrinking in the corridor we came up from, hiding in the shadows and refusing to come out.

Orc's Elven Parenting Handbook (6)

It turned out that the kid didn't come out when he reached the entrance of the corridor, and the queen who was lying on the top of the sentry tower didn't even see him.

"What are you doing hiding here? Didn't you tell me to follow me?" I strode over and pulled Quirrell out of there.

As a result, the kid showed an expression of reluctance uncharacteristically, struggling to hide back in the corridor.

"What's the matter with you?" I couldn't help being a little puzzled, and then I noticed some horror in his eyes.

I looked in the direction of his gaze and found that he was actually staring at the queen.

"Woo..." He stared at the queen, baring his teeth vigilantly while retreating hard, like a small animal with fur.

He was obviously afraid of the queen.

The queen also noticed this, and she was stunned for a while and said slowly, "So... are you talking about this child?"

I nodded and explained to her in detail: "Yes, I picked it up outside, and I took care of it in the end. But I have never brought a child, so I came here to ask you."

"...Suddenly I really want to beat you up." The Queen suddenly lowered her voice and spoke in a displeased tone.

"Eh? Why?" I was at a loss.

Even if you don't want to, you can't be so unhappy, right?

"Speaking of which, what's the matter with this little guy? The reaction is exactly the same as those animals who saw my real deity." The queen pointed to Quirrell again.

"Animal?" When I was reminded like this, I suddenly realized something.

Quirrell, who has the power of synthetic beasts, is similar to animals in many ways.I'm afraid... Like wild animals, he has a keen intuition far beyond ordinary people.In terms of the strength of animals, dragons should be at the top level.

Just like antelopes are afraid of wolves, and wolves are afraid of brown bears, animals will instinctively fear those who are stronger than themselves.He probably sensed that the queen was some kind of extremely powerful existence, so he was instinctively afraid.

"I don't mind if I just take time to play with the children. But the boy is afraid that I will be like this, so I'm afraid it won't work?" The queen waved her hand at me.

Indeed, asking the Queen to help watch him while I'm away is likely to cause him emotional instability and increase the probability of accidents.

"That's right, I'm sorry to disturb you." I had no choice but to lead Quirrell away.

... Shouldn't it be better to deal with it alone?

Originally, I wanted to find someone to help share it, but now I have spent so much time in vain.

I looked at Quirrell and thought to myself.

Although I don't have the experience of taking care of this kind of little ghost, I feel very uneasy, but there is always a first time in everything, and you won't know if you can do it if you don't try it.

Anyway, they are all men, so it is not inconvenient to eat and live with him by his side.

OK, let's do that first.

So I put aside the idea of ​​asking for help for the time being.

"Do you want to eat?" I asked Quirrell, looking down.

Quirrell widened his eyes when he heard my question, and then nodded abruptly.

"Okay, let's eat." I led him to the canteen of the fortress.

A small plate of fried meatballs drenched in fruit vinegar, a stew of sirloin and wild vegetables boiled in a large pot, potatoes roasted over charcoal with salt, and a large plate of coarse bread almost filled the table.

The food allocated to Quirrell in the fortress is only the amount of an ordinary child, but the one given to me is close to three times that of a human soldier-after all, the gap in food intake lies here.

Although it was only something that the army's back kitchen made in batches to fill the stomach, Quirrell opened his eyes expectantly when he saw the table full of food.

"Okay, let's eat." I said to him.

As a result, he started grabbing things and stuffing them into his mouth. It was okay when he took potatoes and bread. When I saw him grabbing fried meatballs and making his hands full of oil, I felt something was wrong, so I reminded him : "Eat that with a fork."

"Fork?" He looked over his mouth full of food and asked vaguely.

Haven't even used the cutlery?

"That's it." So I had to pick up the cutlery to demonstrate to him, fork a meatball and feed it into his mouth.

After eating, Quirrell looked at his own cutlery, picked it up clumsily, and imitated me to fork the meatballs on the plate, but the fork was not stable, and the meatballs slipped off the plate and fell to the floor.

As a result, he leaned down without hesitation, picked up the meatball on the ground with a fork, and stuffed it into his mouth before I could react.

"Hey!" I was surprised by his behavior.

"What's wrong?" He asked while chewing on the meatballs he picked up from the ground, showing no abnormality at all.

At this moment, I realized that his eating habits are almost the same as those of animals.

He doesn't know how to live as a "human being".

In short, he has almost no ability to take care of himself... No, it should be said that he has no such concept at all.

Taking care of him may be more difficult than I imagined...

In the evening, my premonition was confirmed.

"This, how do I use it?" When I took the towel that was assigned to him, he asked me holding up the towel.

"You, don't you know how to take a bath?" I asked tentatively.

"Bath?" He tilted his head again.

Sure enough... I realized it when I picked him up. To be honest, he was smelly at the time, and his half-length hair was covered with clay slabs. After Roland hypnotized him and probed him with spells, I beat him. Two buckets of water scoured him up and down with soft brushes and soap bars.

His own living habits in this regard are also the same as those of wild beasts. The cleansing of their bodies is not a concept. They seldom let their fur get wet. They only lick their fur and even clean themselves with mud and sand.

In the end, before he learned how to bathe himself, he even had to help him bathe...

Forget it, they are all men anyway, so there is no inconvenience.

"Okay, take off your clothes and come to this basin." I poured the water I brought into the wooden basin, glanced at him, and added, "Hey, don't tear your clothes off. Take off all your clothes!"

This guy actually wants to tear off the clothes on his body with brute force. It seems that he doesn't even know how to put on and take off his clothes.In desperation, I could only go over to help him undress.

Having said that, it feels like his hair has grown a bit, and it also feels a little thinner than when I grabbed him to wash it yesterday... Is it my illusion?

I asked him to straighten his arms up and take off his shirt all at once.

"It's like this, take off your pants and try it yourself." I motioned him to learn by himself.

"Okay." He followed suit and took off his pants.

Seeing him stripped naked, I suddenly frowned.

Um?Why does this guy's body feel different from what he saw yesterday?Especially... I looked down.

For a moment I felt my mind was empty.

Um?Girl, girl! ?