As an assistant to a very respected historian of the Orcs, Norman has been feeling a lot of pressure lately.

He sat behind a pile of straw, sighing in a daze.

In front of the farmland is the farmland, and there are working beast women, holding shovels in the soil, has turned out a few fields, first shovel the shovel into the ground, then step on it with its feet, and then lift it, lift the soil to the long, and then use the back of the spade to pat it strongly.

Alas. He sighed sadly, and the ears on his head fell listlessly, and his long tail wagged slowly to and fro.

The main reason for his grief was none other than his teacher, Babbitt, a scholar in the truest sense of the word. Babbitt has a textbook professionalism, and it is this that causes some trouble.

When studying the history of the orcs, the sworn enemy of the orcs, because he knew too much, Babbitt had a sense of identity beyond the race, and this sense of identity was almost beyond his identification with the orcs, which made Norman very uneasy, even if he didn't talk about this, the task that Babbitt gave him recently was very troublesome to him - he wanted him to go to human society and bring him some human things, and he also liked to use the way of releasing tasks in the game, and this time he got the character that Babbitt called "epic" Purple Quest: Bring a human man.

How is this possible! And even if it's a game, you can give up the task, right? As soon as he said that he was going to give up the task, Babbitt, as a teacher, rolled around on the ground like a child, howling and crying, what kind of fuss was going to be? And after he reluctantly agreed, he immediately stood up seriously and explained that it was a system bug?!

Alas, he sighed sadly again.

But no matter what, he still has to do it, Babbitt is his teacher, more like his father or grandfather, because he is an orphan and Babbitt has adopted and cared for him since he was a child. He is a common half-cat, with black ears and a long tail, probably inherited from the personality of a cat, and he is not so affectionate to Babbitt on the outside, but has always relied on him in his heart.

Let's go, we have to complete this task. He stood up, shook off the straw that was sticking to his body, then stomped his feet, bent down, and turned his limbs into beasts, then used his hind feet to run quickly towards human territory.

He ran fast, like a sturdy panther, his arched back was smooth, his black fur shiny in the sun, the grass on both sides of his body slanted backwards, and only his own wheezing and the sound of the wind came to his ears, and the cries of birds and beasts in the distant woods.

Animals like this feeling, the feeling of running, stretching their bodies in the natural light and wind, with only the front in their eyes, and no distractions in their minds, just running, running, exerting their whole body, and getting carried away.

Freedom is the characteristic of the beasts, whether it is physical or mental, they all pursue freedom, Norman runs, always feels happy in his heart, and his troubles and worries are gone with the wind.

With the teacher who liked the human way of life, he gradually rarely ran like an orc, so he gradually forgot how good it was, and he couldn't help but close his eyes and relax in this taste as he ran.

Wheezing, heartbeat, wind, friction, only these sounds kept expanding, expanding, and then disappearing like air in a fixed background, and only oneself ran in the white field that did not know what was ahead of me and behind me

"Knock !!"

He hit something his head, and then fell to the side by the reaction force, dizzy.

Norman was very fast, so this hit was also very bad, he covered his head, his brain was dizzy, and his left ear also hurt badly, making him worry if the cartilage was broken.

What is it that hit it, the nature of the beast clan did not make him look like a human, and the first reaction after receiving a sudden injury was to be stunned, or to sit in place and wail, he quickly covered the place where he hit and turned over a few times, and then crouched in the grass and barely opened his eyes.

But after seeing the situation ahead, he realized that his actions were really unnecessary.

Because in front of him was a human curled up on the ground with his stomach in his hands and humming.

Oh, it turned out to be just a human, and he thought it was something else?!

Mankind?!

Norman suddenly came to his senses.

Even if he has been running, Norman knows very well that there is still a long, long distance from the territory of humans, he looked around the death, indeed, this is still an endless grassland, but compared to just now, the sun on the horizon is a little westerly, and the human in front of him appeared here so suddenly, and there are no high-tech tools that human beings often use to travel.

This is really strange, he looked cautiously and observed, his left eye still couldn't open, his ears still hurt badly, he was injured so much, then the pain suffered by the other party would definitely not be small, especially the part he hit was very important to humans, ordinary humans should have not moved for a long time, so still alive hum?

His bestiality had not yet been lifted, and he walked around like a cat with his body down. Judging by the smell, there were indeed no other creatures nearby except this human, and he looked up again, and his surroundings were still unchanged, the grass, the wind, the sun, and the jagged silhouette of the forest in the distance were still the same.

Is it really just this human?, though suspicious, Norman walked over, and the human stopped humming and sat up with his stomach clutched.

Norman was about to pass over and was startled by his sudden move, arching his back like a cat and making a threatening sound from his mouth.

The man heard the voice and looked up in a trance:

"Cats?"

He was very good-looking, and it was a familiar good-looking, as if he were the human stars that the teacher had shown him, very handsome.

Norman narrowed his eyes, "Who are you?"

The man seemed to be knocked stupid, and he didn't react very quickly: "Ah, I'm K7293." ”

"What's that name?"

"Here's my number. ”

"And what about your name?"

“K7293。 ”

Norman's vigilance lowered, and he leaned over, intentionally or unintentionally showing his sharp claws to the other party: "My name is Norman, why are you here?"

K7293 looked up confused: "I don't know what I seem to have forgotten about being hit?"

"It's not good for me just now, but you can don't rely on me for this!" Norman blew his hair, he clearly remembered that Babbitt once told him how cunning humans are, and that they often frame each other, and one of them is a very bad and long-standing way is fraud, and the situation he encountered is a very famous one, called touching porcelain.

K7293: "I seem to have forgotten something important." He looked at Norman's face and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember it for a while, especially the ears and tail, which were so abrupt, but what was it that he couldn't remember?

Norman: "Why are you staring at me?!"

"Your ears are on your head. ”

"Of course, I'm an orc!" Norman said, suddenly thinking that the relationship between humans and orcs is an enemy, and he suddenly became a little more wary.

It's true, I mess with Babbitt every day, so that I don't have any vigilance against humans, even he is still like this, I really don't know if Babbitt will be as affectionate as his own people when he meets humans

Wait, isn't this human in front of him just able to complete the character that Babbitt handed over to him?!

K7293's eyes lit up as he watched Norman, and he reflexively retreated.

Norman grabbed him at once: "Humans and orcs are obviously enemies, why don't you hide when you see me, I can easily kill you!"

Is the enemy himself and he an enemy? I always feel that the word enemy is very close to what comes to mind, but it is just a little bit worse and I can't think of it.

"I'm a little dizzy. ”

"Why are you still dizzy? The human body is really fragile" Norman said, feeling that his current consciousness is a good opportunity, and his mind is constantly thinking about how to bring people back, but he is not a person who can hide his thoughts, and his expression is all on his face.

K9327 looked at him and rolled his eyes, "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking about how to bring you back, wow, I actually said it!"

K9327: "Bring back the orcs?"

He vaguely felt that this thing was very good.

"Yes. ”

Norman was racking his brains about how to round the field, and when he heard his answer, he raised his head and raised his tail: "Really? Would you like to go back with me?"

He nodded, and thought about it again, "But here," he said, gesturing to his abdomen, "There's still a problem, I'm going to rest for a while." ”

Norman sat down: "It's okay, it's still early, it's not very far from the orcs here, I'll just carry you back when the time comes!"

K9327: "Carry me?"

"yes, though I haven't run away with something on my back in a long time. ”

He looked at the ears on Norman's head, "Did you run on four legs?"

"yes. It feels good to run. ”

"Is it good?"

"Yes, whether you are chasing the wind or running against the wind, it is very comfortable to carry you back, you are running against the wind, after all, it is the south wind now. Norman lifted his hand and spread his fingers, and an invisible wind passed through his fingers like some overly gentle liquid.

K9327 also followed his example and raised his hand, his fingers were very slender, beautiful and like his face, the bones were distinct, the sun had tilted a lot, and the palm of the hand was a warm orange.

The same color is warm, and the ears that he has always cared about, the black and shiny fur edges are orange shiny, very beautiful, not fluffy, but satin-like.

"Can I touch your ears?" he said.