1:421 Dance to the Ritual (2)

The leopard people at the festival didn't pay much attention to the two foreign boys, as other orc races occasionally came here to participate in the festivities, such as the tiger and cat people who were close to the leopard people.

"It's so hilarious! it's a shame that they're so happy on a ghost day with a howling north wind!" said Al, looking at the dancing leopards in the field.

It was a fun dance with a particularly sharp twist on the waist and buttocks, especially for the sexy leopard woman. If it weren't for Al's broken left leg, he would have planned to join the big cats (especially the big sisters) and dance together.

Bedi understood Al's intentions, and looked disdainful: "You should be tired after walking for so long, let's find a place to rest." "I'm not tired, I--I'm sorry, it's hurting!" "I'm sorry, did I step on you?" Bediwell sneered, "Come on, my feet hurt so much that I can't walk, find a place to rest." Al couldn't stand Bedi's coercion, so he nodded obediently.

They had just found a bench to sit on in the venue of the festival when there was a sudden buzz in the distance.

"What's going on?" Albert looked curiously.

It seems to be a cruise. Dozens of leopard men escorted the way, and dozens of priest-like personnel were neatly arranged in the middle.

They came in such a grand way, each with torches in hand, that it was hard to believe that this was a wild and dark area.

No. And that's not the point. At the tail of the procession, there is a ten-** sedan chair, carried by ten young and strong male leopard people, and it is slowly and steadily entering the square.

Although the sedan chair is also made of wood, it is finely carved and decorated with red yarn and flowers, which looks very gorgeous.

"That should be the High Priest. "Eldau.

There seemed to be a person sitting in the rectangular compartment in the middle of the sedan car, but it was blocked by a red veil, and Bediwell could not see what the person looked like.

"The High Priest is a great man, isn't he?" Bediville had an idea, "If you can convince him, the three Hackett brothers will listen to the High Priest and stop the war, right?" He didn't know the internal structure of the Leopard Race, nor how much power the [High Priest] actually had.

He knew a more basic problem: the High Priest, who was so closely guarded by the leopards, could not have allowed Bedeville to approach easily!

Following the procession, the sedan finally came to the middle of the square. In this way, the leopards carrying the sedan chair lowered the sedan chair and circled the inner layer, the other priests also turned their backs to the sedan chair and circled the middle layer, and the guards put their hands on the hilt of their swords at their waists and circled again. The three circles inside and outside the sedan chair are strictly protected, which shows the importance of the high priest's position.

After the procession had settled down, the high priest stepped out of the sedan chair and began to read the prayers of the festival. Bediwell did not understand the language of the Glick people, so he looked at Albert expectantly, seeking Albert's translation.

The tiger boy sighed, "I don't understand it either, the translation is very poor, don't laugh at me." He translated. The High Priest said nothing more than words of blessing, to the effect that this year would be prosperous and that everyone would be able to live a better life without being ravaged by weather, frost and hunger.

Bediwell looked carefully at the red-clad high priest:

The high priest is not very tall, but he is considered a thin type. His entire body was almost covered by a red robe, and even his face was covered by a light red veil that ran down the brim of his hat. It was indeed not an easy task for such a mysterious high priest to get close to him.

The more he thought about it, the more Bedivel cared about the high priest's true face.

"Huh, huh?" Albert exclaimed.

There were also many orcs in the audience who exclaimed, and Bediwell knew that something was wrong: "El, what's the matter, what did the High Priest say?" "Bedi, you will never believe this. Albert said, "The high priest was also opposed to war against mankind. He had just been admonishing those present that war with humanity would bring only death and sorrow, and that it was not worth it. "For the first time in the days since Bedivil arrived in the territory of the Glicks, there was hope.

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and some people kept questioning the words of the high priest.

However, the high priest began to say something that surprised the audience even more.

"What is he talking about?" Bediwell saw the audience begin to look over to him.

"You won't believe it. Albert grabbed his cane and stood up, "The High Priest knows what we told the three Hackett brothers the day before yesterday. He wants us to testify before everyone. "Al, translate for me. Bedivir also stood up, "—I am Bedivir of the Eskimo. I testify that all that the High Priest said is true.

The massacre in Egypt ten years ago was indeed a conspiracy orchestrated by the Romani (fox people), and the culprits for the death of 3,571 orcs who had migrated to Africa were not humans, but foxes!" There were many voices of opposition among those present, who threw stones at Bediwell, and the curses in their mouths did not even need Albert's translation, and Bedi could guess what it meant.

"Die, human lackey. "You're full of nonsense, you're saying things that are biased in favor of humans, who would believe this kind of nonsense?!" A stone smashed into Bedeville's forehead, and the sharp stone cut a bloody mark on the werewolf boy's forehead.

"Bedi, let's get out of here!" Albert shouted as he reached out to protect himself and Bedi's forehead.

"No, I'm not going to run away anymore. "Bediville is stubborn.

He couldn't run and there was no need to run away.

Some people think he's lying, he's speaking for humanity, and that's what these guys think. Bediveltan had no guilt in his heart, and he was able to face these accusations without any reason, knowing that what he said was true.

Al on the side didn't think so. Bediwell was naïve. Even if what Bediwell said was true, there were still many people on this shijie who didn't want to believe it.

What they want is not [facts], but [to live a more haode life].

People are selfish. They always take advantage of their favorable opinions, and on the contrary, they prefer to be blinded rather than believe.

This is the root of human inferiority. Even with the addition of the genes of the beasts, the orcs are still largely human, and their inferiority still does not change.

After thousands of years, they still live in a cruel and barbaric age, just a bunch of beasts in the cloak of [civilization].

"Quiet!" Just as Albert was at a loss, the high priest suddenly shouted, stopping the commotion in the venue.