Chapter 2 Such a big man is still cute

Regner pulled out the long sword on his back, this sword was picked up in a cave in the frozen snowy mountains two years ago, and Ragner didn't care too much at the time, just picked it up and used it casually. But Willless stumbled upon the sword and said it was a good weapon for Regner to use.

This sword was originally bright and sharp, but with the killing of the past two years, the sword body slowly became dim, but the gem on the hilt became a little darker. Regner gave the sword a name based on this trait, called Swallowing Light.

It is worth mentioning that although the Light Swallowing Sword has become dim, its sharpness is still better than it was at the beginning, so Regner has also been very easy to use in the past two years.

Regner holds the Light-Swallowing Sword in his right hand and the Flaming Blade in his left. Because the dagger always emits a striking magical glow, Regner never used it during stealth assassinations, and only used it in head-on combat.

The six orcs roared out of the tent, roaring in anger at the sight of the four companions who had fallen to the ground and the two blood-red tents.

Ragnar slowly adjusted his breathing, and after making sure he was in perfect condition, his form burst out of the ground.

Devouring unleashed the orc's furious axe blow in a very skillful way, and then Regnar swung the flaming blade in his left hand, taking out the first orc in an instant.

The other five orcs swarmed up with their weapons, and they could see that this human was strong, but the warriors of the great Earth-Shaking Hammer would not be afraid of any strong enemy.

Although the enemy killed one enemy in an instant before they had time to react, the siege of the remaining five orcs was still very threatening. Faced with five furious orcs, Ragnar suddenly turned into a flat boat in the stormy seas.

Ragner carefully dodged orc attacks, occasionally seizing on a mistake from his opponent to launch a sharp counterattack.

He didn't use any other tools in this battle, and if he used smoke bombs or chose to retreat to fight guerrillas, he could easily take out these five opponents.

But Regner is also a person who knows what to do, and Malloret deliberately woke up the remaining six orcs in order to train Ragnar's ability to fight head-on. The six orcs say too much, say a lot less, as long as Regner takes it seriously, he will definitely be able to kill all his opponents without danger. Similarly, if Regner had been negligent, it was not impossible for him to be killed on the spot.

Therefore, although Regner was a little dissatisfied with Malolet's blind mixing, he still honestly fought the six orcs according to Marolet's arrangement.

Regner coped carefully, trying not to show any flaws. It didn't take long for an orc to lose his patience, and he raised his mace in his hand and smashed it down furiously.

Ragnar dodged his attack lightly, then took advantage of the orc's overexertion and unsteady center of gravity to burst his speed and chop off his head before anyone could react.

The death of an orc eased the pressure on Regner. But he still didn't let up, and held his body steadily, and it wasn't long before another orc made a mistake because of impulse. Ragnar, of course, would not let go of this opportunity, and he took out an orc again.

The battle was much easier after that, and Regner calmly took out all of his opponents. After inspecting the battlefield to make sure that no enemy was alive, he walked into the third tent.

The huge tent exuded the unique body odor of orcs, and Regner couldn't help but frown.

He slowly observed with the light of the Flaming Blade, and finally found a human in a corner.

It was a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in a hunter's suit made of beast furs, but the furs had become tattered, revealing the middle-aged man's scarred body.

Regner briefly examined the middle-aged man, and after making sure that he was still alive, Ragner knew that it should be the human that Malloret had spoken.

Probably because of the torment of the orcs, the middle-aged man was unconscious at this time. Regner didn't mean to wake him up. In order to prevent the middle-aged man from waking up and a possible sneak attack, he found a rope from the tent, tied the middle-aged man's hands and feet firmly, and then carried him on his back.

Regner didn't go back to Malloret, and now that the old fellow's mission had been accomplished, he wished to stay away from the old psychopath.

When Regner returned to the camp, it was already early in the morning, and the orange-red sun slowly rose from the east, and the sunlight shone on this already desolate land, adding a bit of vastness and grandeur to the land.

Kordak was still living tightly in his blanket, and the first sunshine could not bring him any warmth. He looked at Regner, who was walking in the distance, and waved his hand to signal that everything was normal.

"It's finally done, I'm exhausted, I don't want to run anymore today. Regner placed the middle-aged man on the ground, then threw out a package containing forty orc ears.

Kordaq counted them and said in surprise, "Okay, just go out for a walk this night and earn two hundred gold coins?" ”

"Hey, that's just enough money to fix your equipment. Regner waved his hand in a triumphant manner. After two years of training, the overall strength of the Cordak team has risen by more than one level, so now it is not too important to one or two hundred gold coins, but the harvest of this night is indeed not small, and it is not enough to repair equipment as Regner said.

Kordaq laughed and hammered Regner: "Look at your cow." By the way, who is this?"

Regner looked at the middle-aged man and shook his head: "I don't know, I saw it when I attacked that orc camp." I've been in a coma until now, and this will wake me up?"

"Done. Kordaq took out the kettle behind him and sprinkled the cold water on the middle-aged man's face.

The middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes when he saw two curious humans.

"!@%#!@¥#%," the middle-aged man said vigilantly.

Regner and Kordaq looked at each other.

"How does this guy speak orc?"

"How do I know?"

"Didn't you bring that back?"

"I just found him, right?"

The middle-aged man also seemed to realize that something was wrong, and then stammered and continued, "You guys...... Who is it?"

"Yo, can you speak human language, I thought it was an orc-trained spy!" Kordaq smiled.

The middle-aged man thought for a moment, and then became furious: "Bastard......! Just...... It's an orc...... Spy!"

Kordaq was slightly angry. He was just joking with this middle-aged man, and it didn't matter if the middle-aged man didn't know how to tease, he turned his face and scolded himself directly, did he talk to his life-saving benefactor like this?

"Can't you make us suspicious of your own strange manners and birdish words?" said Kordak.

"I ...... Just for a long time...... Didn't say...... Lingua franca...... Rusty...... That's it," the middle-aged man stammered.

"That'...... I also...... Just casually...... Just talk. Kordak learned to speak as a middle-aged man in a strange way.

The middle-aged man's face was red from anger, but because his hands and feet were trapped, he couldn't make any movements.

Kordak patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder: "I said, old boy, we are also the ones who saved your life, shouldn't you report yourself to a family and introduce you to us?"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly: "I didn't ask you...... Save me, let me go back. ”

Kordak also got up, jumping to his feet and shouting, "Hey, you old boy, you can't go in! In order to raise the bar with me, the more you speak, the more you speak! Do you really think that Lao Tzu will not dare to throw you back to the orcs? I warn you that you will have no place to cry when the time comes. ”

"Boss, boss, don't be impulsive, impulsiveness is the devil. Didn't we just know him? We can't compete at this time, right, being angry is not good for our health. Regner hurried to the side to dissuade the eager Kordak.

The middle-aged man glared at Kordak, then closed his eyes and stopped talking, looking like he was going to kill and listen.

Kordaq saw that the middle-aged man had a stinky and hard temper, and he didn't bother to deal with it anymore.

Regner saw that the boss and the middle-aged man quarreled inexplicably, and he was also a little amused in his heart. He put on a harmless and innocent smile and said to the middle-aged man:

"Hello uncle, I saved you last night, I wonder if you can tell me where you came from?"

"What is my origin, what does it matter to you?" the middle-aged lingua franca had completely slipped away.

The corners of Regner's mouth twitched, and then he said to him patiently with a more innocent smile: "This...... Uncle, you see, we saved you, right, now that we know your identity, we think how to arrange you in the future, right?"

"You and he are the same thing. The middle-aged man pointed at Kordak, and then sneered and made up for it: "Aren't you ashamed of being so cute when you're such a big man?"

"Poof!" Kordak, who was drinking water, squirted out at the middle-aged man's words, and then coughed frantically while twitching his body and laughing hard.

"~ groove!" Regner took out his flaming blade with red eyes, and he said as he waved it: "Old boy, you are really a stone in a pit, how can you say that it is useless to you? And when did I sell cute? You see that you have a scruffy beard and pretend to be mature, do I say you? It's time for me to shave you? Let me shave you, right? Let me tell you that I have at least a hundred orc lives on this knife, and if I accidentally miss it in a while, will I add another human life to it?"

Kordak on the side saw Regner's angry appearance, he had already thrown away the kettle, hugged his stomach and laughed, and almost rolled on the ground.

"Oh, what's the noise in the early morning? Don't let people sleep?" said Vera, sleepy-eyed, out of the tent.

Kordak held back a smile and said to Vera: "Besides, Xiao Lei saved a human last night, but this old boy didn't eat oil and salt, and didn't say anything." ”

"Huh, and such strange people?" Vera rubbed her eyes, "I see ......"

"Wei ...... Vera?" The middle-aged man shuddered when he heard Vera's voice, and he looked at Vera for a long time before his voice trembled.

Vera also trembled when she heard the middle-aged man's voice, which had been with her for more than ten years and had been deeply engraved in her memory. With a hint of anticipation, a hint of caution, as if she were confronted with a fragile soap bubble, she finally turned her head to look at the source of the sound.

"Father...... Father ......" Vera stammered, and the next moment her tears slowly flowed from her eyes.

"Father, father, father?!" Regna and Cordak stuttered even more than Vera.