I'm not that kind of orc

Although I don't think Alsace will do anything and I don't think there is any need to worry about Angelica, but it is also the residence of the opposite sex after all. This girl and him are just meeting for the first time. What about sleeping at someone else's house?

However, the girl turned and cast a helpless look at me: "It's you, Brock, who should be careful."

What is she talking about?

"Okay, Mr. Bullock, please get up and wash up. The water has been prepared for you." Alsace interjected graciously, spreading his hands towards the washbasin on the shelf not far away with a smile on his face.

"Why two?" I raised my eyebrows.

There are two washbasins and washstands placed by the wall, and there is even an extra mirror.

"Oh, this one over here is mine." Alsace stood in front of the extra set of toiletry set as a matter of course.

"You... forget it." I sighed, got up and folded the quilt, walked to the washbasin, and began to wash up as usual.

I took the willow sticks and twisted them apart.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Arthas staring at me, and also picked up the willow sticks and broke them.

I tried to ignore him as much as I could, and started cleaning my teeth with a willow stick broken into a brush.

Arthas also began to brush his teeth.

After brushing my teeth, I picked up the gauze and washed my face.

Alsace also began to wash his face in unison.

After washing my face, I straightened my hair in front of the mirror.

Alsace also adjusted his long hair in front of the mirror, and glanced at me from time to time to confirm the progress.

Finally I got the file and started sharpening the fangs.

Arthas reached out too...and picked up nothing.

Arthas, who didn't prepare a file, looked at me blankly.

Two seconds passed, and he spoke, "Mr. Bullock."

"Huh?" I squinted.

"Lend me the file," he said solemnly.

"What do you want to polish?" I rolled my eyes, "If you don't have fangs, don't force it. It's meaningless to imitate this kind of thing. Don't do this again in the future!"

I remembered that he was still imitating the way I eat... This kid doesn't really think it's useful to imitate such trivial things, does he?

Then he and I sat down at the low table.

"Anyway, thank you for helping me prepare breakfast." I thanked Alsace.

It would be better if I didn't enter the room without authorization and sat on the edge of the bed——I thought to myself.

"You're welcome. There's still a lot of food left over from yesterday's preparation. It would be great if the two of you would help me out." Alsace smiled.

I picked up a large spoon and scooped up the soup in the cauldron: "What kind of soup is this? It's quite fragrant."

At a glance, you can see that there are pieces of meat, cut potatoes and grated onions inside. The white soup has a little consistency, which should be melted with cheese, and the spice powder is suspended in the soup. The scent that makes people move their index fingers.

Obviously a well-prepared dish.

"I didn't have time to make the rabbit meat soup yesterday. It's a local dish in the western part of Helgia, bordering the Sidian Forest." Alsace introduced, "I used the one that Miss Angelica ordered yesterday. Rabbit, and then I provided other ingredients and pot."

"Did you do it yourself, Your Highness?" I asked casually.

"No." Arthas shook his head.

"Yes, I, do it!" Angelica, who was sitting across from me, emphasized every word.

"You did?" I was a little surprised.

"Why are you surprised?" Angelica raised her eyebrows unhappily.

Ah, speaking of which, she used to live with her mother in the border village between Helgia and Saidian.

"No..." I hurriedly said vaguely, picked up the bowl of soup and took a sip, the milky aroma of cheese and the umami taste of rabbit meat spread in my mouth.

"What, how?" Angelica asked, looking a little nervous.

"It's delicious!" I nodded heavily, telling the truth.

"Oh, that's good." Angelica whispered with a nonchalant expression, and lowered her head.

But then I noticed that there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, and there was an unconcealable smugness in her eyes.

It turned out that she ran to get the rabbit yesterday because she wanted to do this.

"Okay, I've finished eating." She put down her bowl in a good mood, and then got up, "I will come again in the evening."

"You need to be more serious about tutoring, even if you don't get dismissed, it will be ugly if you fail again." I watched her, and at the same time reached out to fork the bacon on the table.

"Got it—" she said impatiently in a long voice, and reached out to pick up the book she brought yesterday.

When she walked to the door and grabbed the doorknob, she suddenly turned her head: "Brock."

For some reason, her expression was a little serious.

"what?"

"Training is training, you can take this opportunity...to do strange things." She said with staring eyes.

"You should tell him that!" I frowned, raised my fork and pointed at Alsace.

"Idiot..." Angelica sighed inexplicably again, opened the door and left.

Alsace and I were the only two left in the room.

"Finally I can start special training under your guidance, Mr. Bullock. I've been looking forward to this day." Alsace started the conversation, excitedly tapping the edge of the bowl with a spoon.

"It's not a big deal for the training content, Your Highness—"

"Ah, Mr. Bullock." He suddenly raised his hand to interrupt me, "Since I will be training under your hands in the future, you don't have to be so polite when you talk to me, just be as normal as when you just woke up , I think that's better."

I just realized that every time he did something that gave me a headache, I would unknowingly stress him out.

? "Oh, well..." I agreed casually, paying attention to my wording, and I also felt that it was quite cumbersome.

"Also, please call me by my name directly in the future." He patted his chest lightly with his eyes shining.

"Let me get used to it." I waved my hand and picked up the topic that was interrupted just now, "Your Highness, you have also been trained as a warrior before, I guess our training content should be different from yours. Not much, you'd better not expect too much."

"As long as you are with Mr. Bullock, I think everything is meaningful." He said with shining eyes.

"Yes, is it?" Sure enough, I still don't quite get used to his attentive attitude.

"Then what are we going to do first?" He looked impatient.

"Take a short break after eating, and then do a warm-up first."

"warm up?"

"It's not a big deal, it's just a jog." I thought for a while, "Just run around the edge of the woods next to me, after all, there is no suitable place here."

"Running, it's really the same as the daily morning exercise of our knights. But the distance is surprisingly short, the perimeter of the woods... feels like only a few kilometers." Alsace looked out the window .

"There is no need for too much intensity on the first day. I haven't trained according to the previous standard for a long time after I came here. It is necessary to adapt..."

"That's right." Alsace nodded.

"...so just run ten laps casually." I said casually, putting a fork of bacon into my mouth.

jingle-

The spoon in Arthas' hand slipped and fell to the ground.

Two Rabbits Walking Side by Side (5)

"Hoo hoo hoo..." I stood on the open space in front of the dormitory, panting heavily, gradually adjusted my breathing, and raised my hand to wipe off the sweat around my eyes.

Then I lowered my head: "I said... are you still alive, Your Highness?"

Alsace, lying flat on the ground, tremblingly raised a hand, and struggled to utter a voice from his throat: "Are my... two legs... still there?"

"It's on your body well." I replied.

"Really..." He put his hand down and remained motionless.

I turned to look at the sun which had reached the middle of the sky.

I didn't expect it to take so long just for a warm-up.

The main reason is that Alsace ran too slowly in the last few laps. In fact, after only five laps, he had already started to show signs of exhaustion, which made me have to slow down a little to cooperate with him.

No, perhaps it should be said that he was able to run the entire distance, but it is a surprising thing—once again, I have a deep understanding of the physical strength gap between us orcs and other races.

"Your Highness." I looked at him for a while and said, "I think it's still too late for you to give up."

Alsace, who was still lying dead, trembled instantly, as if the word "giving up" was a needle that suddenly stuck in his body.

"Don't underestimate it..." He said slowly and tried his best to stand up, and then let out a roar, "The future king of Helgia!"

This reaction took me a little by surprise.

Huh.You're quite persistent, this kid.

I twitched the corner of my mouth, bent down and reached out to him: "Okay, come on, grab it."

He looked at my hand in surprise, his expression became a little complicated.

"No need, I can get up by myself, and I have the self-esteem of a paladin!" He turned his face away and whispered.

"Your half-dead appearance doesn't look like you can get up by yourself. Just treat it as support between comrades in arms. Self-esteem should not be something that should be in such trivial matters." I persuaded him.

He hesitated for a while, and finally said "Okay" in a low voice, and put his hand in mine with a little shyness.

Why are you blushing! ?

Alsace's reaction made me shudder.

Although he tried his best to deny the fact that he likes the same sex yesterday, it really...is still not believable...

But at this point, I can only pull him up, and I hold his hand tightly.Unlike the first time they met and pulled him up, this time, he wasn't wearing gauntlets.After I grabbed it, I realized that his fingers were unexpectedly thin and the joints were extremely soft.However, the texture of the palm is quite rough, and there is a calloused touch-apparently he didn't just say that he had received rigorous training.

I pulled him up vigorously, and he seemed to want to cooperate with me to prop up his body with his legs, but those two limp legs were obviously not very responsive, and my pulling felt like dragging a dead snake , actually directly lifted him up.

The moment his foot touched the ground, he stepped on it to support his body, and I let go of my hand.