I'm not that kind of orc

"What are you doing with that thing?" I couldn't help but give her a blank look, "However, ma'am, I do have a request."

"What request?"

"This forest, can I be allowed to enter?" I pointed to the small forest behind the tree house.

"Yes, yes, but the girls' dormitory is not over there." She tilted her head, pretending to be puzzled.

"..."

"Don't be so serious!" She laughed. "This forest is an unused area of ​​the college. There are no facilities and no elves live in it. Only wild animals come and go. What are you doing there?"

"Actually, if possible, I would like to hunt in it." I scratched my head embarrassedly, "Because the quota given to me by the college cafeteria...is a bit small for me."

"Indeed, the food rations are based on the standards of humans and elves, which may not be enough for you." Dean Roland nodded, "Just tell me about this kind of thing, and I will let the other side Increase your quota."

"No, no, you don't need to be so troublesome. I can understand the fixed quota. If you give too much ration to prisoners of war like me, it may cause dissatisfaction. Moreover, it's not just a matter of portion. You see, your meals are all vegetarian, although the taste is not good. Not bad, but a bit…”

"Oh, I remembered!" Dean Roland suddenly realized, "You orcs mainly eat meat."

"Yeah, so I'd like to hunt and cook here myself if I can."

"In that case, I can give you approval."

"Is it really possible?" I was overjoyed, "I thought I would be rejected. I heard that you elves are strictly forbidden to kill."

"This is the misunderstanding of us by the outside world. We just don't advocate meaningless killing. We advocate nature, but hunting is also a part of nature. In fact, there are elves who will hunt. We almost only eat vegetarian food, just because we Our sense of smell and taste are a bit different from those of other races, and meat is not particularly attractive to us." Roland explained to me.

"So it is."

It seems that elves are not the only ones who have misunderstood other races.

"You don't have to go to class in the afternoon, I'll give you time to tidy up your room."

"Is that okay?"

After all, I couldn't keep up with the teaching of this college.

"It's okay, don't forget that your ultimate purpose of coming here is to change your prejudices, not to really graduate from here." Roland shrugged, "You know, it takes 30 years for our college to graduate from enrollment."

"That's too long!" In my mind, I was about to enter my old age, sitting in a group of elves and listening to the class.

"So you don't need to pay too much attention to your studies here. Well, don't worry about it so much, go in and take a look at your new home."

"it is good."

I walked over and opened the door, and what I saw in front of me was an ordinary single-room dormitory, with windows on three sides, and the lighting and ventilation were quite good, but there was only one bed and a cabinet inside, which made the whole room look a bit empty.

If you have tools behind the house, you can get some wood and build a table and chairs here.

Having learned the lesson of either kicking through the threshold or almost bumping my head, I deliberately lowered my head when I stepped into the door this time.

This action drew my attention to something that appeared out of nowhere on the floor behind the door.

I leaned over and picked it up: "A letter?"

It was a pink envelope with an elegant fragrance.

(Changes have been added, sorry again for the question of repeating chapters in the morning)

20

"It was delivered here on purpose. Could it be..." Roland behind me narrowed his eyes, "Quick! Open it and have a look!"

"Why are you so excited..." I said as I opened the envelope, took out the letter inside and unfolded it.

It is written in common characters, with beautiful fonts.

"Dear, Classmate Bullock, I have something to tell you.

Please come to the open space behind the school building at sunset after school.

Now I can't suppress this feeling anymore.

I'll always be there waiting for you, see you soon. "

There is no signature below.

This is indeed...

"Hey, see or leave, the current students are really bold." Roland shouted at the side, and then glanced at me with a smile on his face, "So, what are you going to do, student Bullock?"

"I've made an appointment on purpose, so there's no reason not to meet up." I replied without hesitation.

"Oh, you can be more frank if you feel happy. There's no need to pretend to be so calm." She narrowed her eyes and her tone was full of teasing.

"No, there's nothing exciting about this." I shifted my gaze back to the letter, and then nodded, "Although I'm really happy, I didn't expect to receive it here, and I miss it a bit. "

"Eh? Why do you look so proficient?" Roland showed a surprised expression.

"Because I often received it when I was studying in my school."

I'm not bragging, when I was still training in the tribal school, I would receive this kind of letter every now and then, sometimes in the desk, sometimes in the locker, the most exaggerated Once, when I was still squatting in the toilet, the other party stuffed me in from underneath.Of course, there are quite a few people who invite directly in person.

"Oh? That means you were very popular in your school before?" She seemed to be interested.

"Popular? Well...you can put it that way." I nodded affirmatively, "After all, I was the strongest male student of my age at the time."

"Then what was your reply to those?"

"Of course I accept them all."

"All!?" Roland's eyes widened, he looked me up and down as if he was meeting me for the first time, and he was stunned for a while before speaking again, "You...surprisingly quite capable."

"Of course." I smiled smugly.

Roland stared at me for a while with a smile, and then said, "Student Brock."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Although I said before that you can't force girls or female teachers here, if it's a relationship between two people, there is no problem. Rather, it will bring the relationship between the two races closer. "

"Ah? Why are you saying this all of a sudden?" I was at a loss.

"So, are you planning to refuse no matter what?"

"No, no, it depends on the situation. The other party has already offered it. If the conditions are acceptable, I have no reason to refuse." I turned around and went out, and walked to the back of the house, "But before that, I still have to Just make some preparations."

"So formal?"

"This kind of thing must be taken seriously. This is also the respect for the other party who took the initiative to invite."

"What a gentleman." Dean Roland smiled and gave me a thumbs up. "Then, I wish you a successful start, Brock."

"Oh, thank you." I froze for a moment, then nodded subconsciously, "I would like to borrow your good words."

Why is she so excited about this kind of thing?

21

At sunset, I put the things I had prepared into the cloth bag and carried them to the empty sand behind the school building.

The other party is already waiting here, but, unlike what I thought, there is not only one elf standing there.

"So it was you?" I recognized the other party.

With long golden hair and that malicious smile, the one who asked me out was the female student Feilan who had a dispute with Princess Alisa in the morning.

The servants No. [-], [-], and [-] also stood behind her.

"Yo, it's really here." She raised one corner of her mouth.

The three followers behind him also sneered.

"Oh my god, this orc who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth really thought he would receive a love letter..."

"Seeing that he is still carrying a bag, shouldn't he be carrying a gift?"

"It's so funny...lol."

Um?What are these guys talking about?

"I'm really sorry to disappoint you. The letter I sent you is a letter of war!" Feilan looked at me with sharp eyes, "I don't know what kind of evil that guy Roland has, but Let you, a lowly species, come into this place. I heard that you made a big splash on the first day you came here, let me teach you well now, this academy can only have one leader..." She Suddenly, he raised his hand and stretched out his thumb to compare himself, "It's me, Feilan!"

"Sister Feilan, come on!"

"Kill that orc!"

"Let him figure out where he stands!"

Followers No. [-], [-], and [-] responded behind.

"I don't understand what you want to express? Anyway, that letter is indeed a letter of war, isn't it?" I really have no interest in this kind of inexplicable pre-war dialogue, so I just went straight to the point, "Then don't dawdle, I will can not wait anymore."

"Ah?" For some reason, she froze for a moment, as if she didn't react.

"I think I accepted no less than [-] challenges in the tribe's academy, and I have never lost. I really didn't expect to have the opportunity to receive the challenge letter in the school of the elves. I thought that only us orcs had after-school orders. The tradition of picking is really nostalgic."

At that time, I was the strongest trainee fighter among the students of my age. When I was studying in the academy, other students who coveted the title of "Strongest Warrior" kept looking for me to compete with each other.

It's just that our challenge letter is not as formal as she wrote. Basically, the most used sentence is "If you have the ability, don't leave after school."

I put down the cloth bag on my back and took out the results that I had spent all afternoon.

"Hurry up, my big stick is already hungry and thirsty!"

I took out the stick that was cut very smoothly, and pounded it hard on the sand. There was a loud noise, and the sand flew up immediately.

"Come on, let's have a good fight!" I shouted to the four female elves who all turned pale for some reason.

Feilan who stood there froze for a long time before she finally came to her senses: "I said..." She licked her lips, "You thought it was a letter of war from the beginning?"

"Of course, is there any other possibility besides the letter of gauntlet to quietly deliver the invitation letter with big words?"

In the tribe of orcs, an open and fair duel is a sacred and important thing.

She shifted her gaze to the stick in my hand again: "Then what does this thing in your hand... mean?"

"As you can see, it is a weapon for dueling."

Generally speaking, if you want to be singled out, you should bring your own guy.

"Well, it's just a competition..." She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "There's no need to risk your life, right?"

"Death? What are you talking about? This is just a very common and safe training weapon."