The confrontation between Blackstone Fort and the Duke of Ceylon left little room for manoeuvre. Karrick understands this truth better than anyone else, and no trick or secret can compare to real hard power.

"Sorry, we don't need to know anything more!" came Karrick's eerie voice.

"No, don't. Squirrel screamed, "I don't want to die, sir!" I tell you, I tell you all, Duke of Ceylon, he ...... He eats people!"

"Cannibalism?" Karrick was shocked, and then mocked, "Don't think that making something alarmist will save your life." ”

"No, I swear, I promise. What I'm saying is true. The gray squirrel has long since abandoned all principles: "The Duke of Ceylon, for the sake of eternal youth, has been secretly feeding on people!"

"You think I'm going to believe you?"

"No, don't. Listen to me, the news is not so easy to know. But I assure you, the Duke of Ceylon is even more terrible than you think. ”

Karrick's eyes narrowed, the Duke of Ceylon's black material may have a key role at some point. As for whether what the gray squirrel said was true or false, he still had doubts.

"Lies will only make you die faster. Karrick asked fiercely, "Tell me everything you know." You know, you can't leave here, but maybe there's a chance to get out of the barrel. ”

"I say, I say it all!"

......

"Hi, I think I'm much better. "On the edge of the Dawn Forest, in a simple stone house, Leah was dressed and struggling to move. Although she could still feel the pain in her ribs, the eagerness to return home made her a little unbearable.

The nameless hunter with green hair, with a whetstone in his hand, bowed his head to polish the tip of the bronze arrow, and did not lift his head: "I think it is time for me to leave." ”

"You're leaving?" Leah rolled over and got out of bed, pulling her cloak over and draping it over her. In the past two days of recuperation, the nameless hunter spits out words like gold, and rarely communicates with her.

"Yes. The nameless hunter wiped the sweat from his face, raised his head and looked at Leah quietly, "The orcs are coming to migrate. ”

"Orcs, migrate?" Liya was a little surprised: "After the autumn crackdown, I'm afraid the orcs will be even more cowered in the dense forest, right? ”

"Hehe......" the slightly sarcastic voice came, "It seems that you don't know much about orcs. You've met the orc centurion, right? The scars on your body, tell me. ”

After all, Ria was on her first expedition, and her understanding of orcs was limited to her father's explanation. After the fiasco, he was even more disheartened.

"You aristocrats, you are really self-righteous. The Nameless Hunter's hand rubbed the sharpened tip of the arrow, sensing the sharpness: "You think you have defeated the orcs? No—you're wrong, it's not you who drove the orcs to the deepest depths. Instead, the orcs took the initiative to shrink to the deepest depths. ”

"What do you want to express?" Leah had always felt that this nameless hunter was not simple.

"Orcs are much more powerful than you think. They are brave, cruel, and not afraid of life and death. Do you know why they didn't wipe you out? They live in harsh conditions, and the number of orcs who die in childbirth and orc children who die in infancy is greater than you can imagine. This is the reason why orcs have not been able to grow and develop. ”

The Nameless Hunter raised his head, his eyes full of cold light: "If they had overcome these difficulties, your country would have perished long ago. Please forgive me for what I said. ”

"No, there's nothing to forgive. You saved my life. Lia shook her head slowly: "I heard my father say that it is indeed as you say. Poor environment, so that their children have a low survival rate. Otherwise, we really can't resist. ”

"In addition to this, there is one most important reason. The Nameless Hunter began to sharpen another arrow intently: "Thirty-two years ago, an orc khan named Ryder Thirsty Blood unified the orc tribes. His story is legendary, his bravery is unquestionable, and the united orc tribe has swept through the forest. As for human beings, they can only retreat one after another, and they have no power to fight back. ”

"Friend, you don't look like you're thirty-two, are you?" Leah frowned and stared at her, "My father went through that war. But in the end, we won, didn't we? A forest fire drove them deep into the forest, and they didn't reappear for more than a decade. ”

"Leah, is that right?" the Nameless Hunter stopped his movements, his bright eyes undisguised mockery, "No, you're wrong, it's not the fire. It was their Khan, who was summoned by the gods and threw himself into the arms of the gods, that the united tribe became a plate of scattered sand, allowing you to take advantage of it. ”

Leah's expression was very solemn: "Who are you?"

"You don't need to know. The nameless hunter didn't care, one could even say with ease: "Just some friendly advice." From next spring, you will face another terrible war. And - the loser should be you. ”

"Why?"

"I'm getting out of here. The Nameless Hunter didn't answer Leah's question head-on: "The appearance of the orc centurion says it all. They have endured long enough and amassed enough strength. And you will once again be caught in the whirlpool of war. ”

Liya frowned, confusion in her eyes, "I don't quite understand. ”

"You'll understand. The Nameless Hunter stretched, "When a new Khan appears in the orc tribe again, or when the gods they worship awaken." Your cities will burn in the fire, and your people will weep in blood. ”

"The Holy Spirit will bless us. ”

"Holy Spirit?hahaha......" The Nameless Hunter laughed unscrupulously, "With all due respect, the Holy Spirit is nothing more than a tool to fool people. In the face of the furious beast tide, everything you have will be crushed to pieces. ”

"That's why you're leaving?" Leah was still a little puzzled, "The autumn harvest is over, and winter is coming. Orcs, what else can be done?"

"You don't know anything about orcs. The Nameless Hunter put all the polished feathered arrows into his sword pouch and stood up: "When the gods of the orcs awaken, the scattered sands reunited in the shouts of the great khan. They will spread like a disease, and the orc centurion will be the banner, and their race will take advantage of your slack time to migrate step by step. Then, when spring comes, sweep over all that is over you. "Top starters

"You're saying that larger, more orcs, will migrate?"

The psychological shadow that the orc centurion brought to Leah came to mind, and as a child, she witnessed the last beast tide - a huge wave swept from the black mist forest at sunset.