In Discord, the entire world is made up of not only many human kingdoms, but also the dark underworld, the snowy Bracada, the inaccessible forests, and the mysterious lava caves...... All kinds of things, as long as they are suitable for the existence of life, in most cases, there are traces of the activities of various intelligent beings. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Orcs?

As she stared at Miss Mage, Glo couldn't help but think of the name—in the records of the Kingdom Library, "orcs" didn't just refer to the continent's primitive humanoid sapient race with green skin and large fangs that were adept at using axes. Thousands of years ago, before the Elantra Kingdom was built, during the period of the unified dynasty of the continent controlled by the Elantra people, those green-skinned barbarians had long since disappeared under the continuous conquest of human knights. The "orcs" he is associated with in his mind refer to some of the humans in the game who carry the blood of beasts.

Because of the influence of bloodline, they still have some special physical characteristics, and correspondingly, they also have special abilities that are different. It's just that in order not to be regarded as an alien, these things are usually hidden - in the history of the original Elantra Kingdom, the sudden overthrow of the royal family is inseparable from a famous vixen, and the vixen mentioned here is not an emotional synonym, but the true identity of the woman.

Now, she must have been an ordinary, beautiful girl, living an ordinary and happy life in the countryside of the kingdom somewhere: at the end of October in 553, the kingdom's majesty, Harriman XI, was in the prime of life, and one of his princes was probably still studying at the Kingdom Academy of Arts in Elva.

However, Ladia's anomalies don't look like the abilities of the fox orc line, but is she an orc, and what kind of bloodline is she? Glo had no way of judging for a moment - the soothsayers of beggars and liars wandered around the continent, their business included divination, word reading, and palmistry, but they never seemed to have heard of the ear.

Glo's gaze froze for a few moments, but he hadn't found a suitable reason to pull Miss Mage's hair, and it was undoubtedly rude to make such a frivolous move. He smiled and said nothing, plucking a stalk of dry grass from Ladya's shoulder that was sticking to the ends of her hair in an affectionate gesture, and dangling it in front of her eyes.

On the raised arm, a small piece of flesh was quietly pinched by someone.

Although Glo was curious about Ladia's identity, it was not very urgent and important, and he quickly put his mind at ease. When everyone had cleaned up by the stream, he took a step and walked in the direction where the smoke had risen.

The sky was getting late little by little, and the evening clouds filled half the sky, and the last rays of the day were refracted in the white clouds containing moisture, showing a gaudy and almost enchanting orange red, and the moon could be seen faintly at the other end of the dim sky, and scattered clouds floated in the sky, and the wisps of thin lines seemed to cover the moonlight with a thin veil of lightness.

It's a sunny autumn day in the Northland.

Miss Lena walked close to Glo on the banks of the stream, and she looked warily at Radia, who seemed to have something in her mouth, and when Glo turned her head to the side, Miss Mage playfully stuck out her tongue; While Cody and Lars, two knights of noble origin, each carried a dead wolf, Alyssa tied her hair into a simple high ponytail after the stream had been cleaned up, and her seemingly brisk steps fell behind the line with the priest Winnie, and remained silent.

Passing through a trail in the forest, the party of adventurers had reached the back of the cyan mountains.

Here the stream turns a sharp bend, and the water makes small white sprays in front of a small wooden waterwheel, and beside the endless fields after harvesting, in which several rough scarecrows stand in the distance, and a few simple adobe masonry houses with sturdy thatched roofs, with a beam under the eaves, and some dried strips of meat hung from ropes, and in an open space in front of the house, there are some vegetable roots that have been dried and dehydrated for storage......

Glo stopped, this was the most common village scenery in Northland Nogo, and in his childhood memories of this body, it was no different from the warm home he once had.

Suddenly a complex emotion suddenly drilled into his heart inexplicably - the scene in front of him seemed to pull his soul into a silent black and white world, and he saw his former home, his former relatives......

But he knew that he could not go back, and reason reminded him that he was no longer the wild boy of the old peasant family, and that in the Sixth Eta War, if the nobles had lost their reputation, wealth, and power, the commoners had lost their peace and their loved ones.

How could he feel a little uncomfortable - the soul that took over this body was a rational and calm otaku, and this sorrow welled up in his heart, and he closed his eyes, but it was as if he saw the scene of his own youth: the rangers of the Tasias brandished their swords and flaunted their might in the village, plundering, committing murder, and unbridled ugly evils, and a few thin children huddled in fear in the bushes of the nearby mountain forest, until the miscellaneous people were gone; Soon after, the legionnaires of the kingdom and the private soldiers of the nobles arrived, and the simple-hearted peasants and innocent children began to cheer, but the bastards treated them no better than the Tasyas. He still deeply remembers that those shameful fellows, in the name of collecting war materials from the lords, snatched away the little food and clothing that the farmers had secretly hidden, and those who resisted because they were unwilling were simply cut off by a sword...... Red blood gushed out from the section of the neck, and the head rolled to the side like a stone, but the lifeless eyes remained wide open.

The winter of those years was not easy, and for the umpteenth time, the former Glo thought he could no longer hold it - in fact, he finally stopped breathing one winter night, in the weakness of cold and hunger.

Sadness! Grievance! Unwilling! Hate!

This was the thought of the boy before he was alive, and the pain of another soul in his body filled his whole mind - the otaku somewhat understood, the so-called "commoners provide for the nobles, and the nobles protect the commoners", the so-called rights and obligations of the nobles stipulated in the "Elantra Code", and the so-called honor of the kingdom, all of them are just a bunch of bullshit!

After coming to this world, he experienced such a strong emotion in his heart for the first time.

Glo took a deep breath to calm down, and he opened his eyes again, but at that moment, a prompt sounded in the system.