Fall asleep in the fog and wake up in the dark.

Eli sighed and got up from the cramped single bed, there was no reading material in the prison, everyone went back to the cell early to sleep, he didn't know what time it was, so he walked outside, and there was a faint light at the other end of the passage.

Taking a few steps forward, he heard a murmuring voice...... It was the sound of the TV in the break room, which worked from 7 p.m. to the early hours of the morning, but no one ever looked at it...... No matter how boring prison life is, no one will pay attention to TV that is forever locked in the official channel...... Some people may want to see it, but if you want to live well in this prison full of thorns, you must at least pretend to be anti-authoritarian.

Some notorious terrorist has blown up a fringe planet...... Listen to the pompous accent on the TV, this is the mouthpiece of the Empire, the evening news of UNN TV.

Eli was surprised that he had only slept for an hour, but soon he discovered something even more surprising - the strange-behaving girl was actually standing in front of the TV in the empty lounge.

The star-studded Minotaur Chieftain Band is performing a condolence performance at an Imperial garrison...... The girl with long pale pink hair waved happily at the three-meter-tall minotaur drummer on the TV, not noticing that someone was watching her behind her, but staring at the TV screen hanging high above the ceiling.

Eli was no longer going to pay attention to this strange girl who had been sentenced to death...... But this scene is too weird. She should have been the most reactionary in this prison, and now she will be in front of the official television station.

Is it fear that destroys the spirit?

Eli leaned silently against the wall. began to observe the girl with his back to him, and the cookie-cutter boring evening news soon came to an end, but the girl had no intention of leaving, and after a long advertisement, she appeared on the screen with vulgar songs and pompous expressions.

The bloody drama at eight o'clock began.

The girl let out a small sigh of oh oh, and even hummed the idiot's opening song - this was her purpose.

Aren't the audience groups of the eight o'clock dog blood dramas all retired aunts! At least let me watch animation or brain-dead idol dramas!

The retired marine-turned-male protagonist suffers from a series of midlife crises. I found out that my two daughters were not biological. And the prisoner turned out to be his younger brother who died on the battlefield many years ago to save him!

"Wow!"

The girl made a surprised voice, she was completely absorbed in the plot!

The male protagonist roars silently in the rainy night, and between family affection, life-saving grace and cuckold anger, there is no place for him in the world.

"Ahhhhh

The girl covered her mouth with her hands and made a voice of unknown meaning, not knowing whether she was sympathetic or abusing the poor middle-aged marine.

When the two episodes of the eight-o'clock bloody drama ended, she hummed the ending song again...... I didn't even let go of the preview of the next episode, and when the ad started again, the girl stood up lightly and planned to leave. She saw Eli leaning against the wall with an embarrassed face, smiled faintly, and prepared to return to her cell.

"What's going on in your head?"

Although he had already planned to ignore the strange girl, Eli couldn't help but ask...... It's too weird for a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl to watch the eight o'clock stall!

"Don't be judgmental about other people's love. "Maybe it's just having a good time. Loria's words were a little more than usual: "Isn't a life where you only worry about the trivial things of life happy?"

Eli was speechless, there were no differences of faith, no shadow of ruin, no life-and-death war, and no people hurting each other for the sake of an ethereal call.

As Loria said, isn't that happiness?

"Go to bed early, there's still a lot to do tomorrow. ”

Loria waved her hand and left, leaving the more inexplicable Eli in the empty break room with the vacuum cleaner ad.

……

Despite the fact that it has come to a new era, it can be in the remote areas of Nagrand. Prejudice against humans remained, and when she arrived at this closed, ancient village, the orcs around her looked at her with distrust...... They all knew who she was, so no one dared to stop her.

The emaciated orc boy just watched her approach him step by step, not even hearing the anxious cries of his family.

"You're singing so well. The long-haired human girl handed him a disc that shimmered beautifully in the sun, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Go to the trial of the Juggernaut and become a new generation of Samuro." ”

"Who are you?"

"Orc names...... Prophet, Octavia. ”

…… Zamuro left half of his cigarette butt on the ground, crushing the fire with his boots, and as he queued up to get through the security check at Guò prison, he reminisced about his old days.

He really lived in a crazy age, and humans had become prophets of the orcs, and what was even more terrifying was that no one was surprised by this...... No, after all, no one knows if the prophet is human or not...... But it's not an orc.

Just before him, the dwarf Arkanish piloted a heavy fighter jet and checked the city, and Chief Lepi, who was carrying a stone axe almost the size of him, was unhindered.

"Sir...... Please take the stuff off your back......"

The human inspector, who looked like a bunny in front of Samuro, said in a voice full of fear.

"Huh?"

Samuro, who was pondering whether a person living to a six-figure age would automatically become a prophet, did not hear clearly.

The inspector pointed to the large sword with a wide blade on Samuro's back, and said with difficulty, "Sir...... Prison rules do not allow ...... Forehead....... ”

"Hey!" Zamuro, who felt offended, grabbed the inspector by the collar, pointed at Akanesh and Chief Repi, who had already walked to the front, and shouted: "Are you looking for fault! Why don't you care about the big killer with two heavy machine guns and the heavy weapons that can dismantle the tank at once!"

The lead singer of the Minotaur Chieftain has been called Samuro for generations, and to become Samuro, you must first be as proficient in killing as you are at singing...... How could the Sword Master of the Warsong Clan leave his other half of his life!

The inspector said timidly: "But those are the props of the concert......

"My sword is also a prop!"

"However, the prison stipulates that you cannot bring controlled knives into the prison...... Heavy machine guns and axes are not counted ......"

"Ah, what is this! You say, what is this!"

"Stop arguing, Samuro. Signicius, the blood elf, the guitarist with a magic bomb big enough to raze the entire prison, walked past Samuro, "Put away your bad temper, this is someone's territory." ”

"Tsk!"

Samuro had no choice but to untie his sword.

Although there are still many doubts...... But a prophet is a prophet...... For every second she spent in the human prison, the glory of the Warsong Clan was diminished. (To be continued.) (520。 ))

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