After the deal with the little girl, Al wanders around the orc tribe again. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info looked east, walked west, and before I knew it, I came to a secluded place with no tents. What caught my eye was a large group of small orcs sitting on the ground gathered together, and their immature and lively voices came to their ears, babbling and interesting.

An old orc walked among them, with a bone stick in his hand, and from time to time he gestured on the snow, how this word should be pronounced, how that word should be written. Occasionally, I saw one or two little orcs who couldn't bear their temperament, made some small moves or deserted, and beat them down with a stick without saying a word, and their subordinates were really merciless, only one at a time they could beat this little orc several times in a row, that is, this orc was solid in his bones, and it was no big deal after being beaten, with an oil bottle hanging on his mouth, and tears in the corners of his eyes obediently read the book, but he didn't dare to wander anymore.

Compared to the malnourished adults Al had seen at the camp, the little orcs looked full of vitality and showed no signs of hunger.

Al saw that this was not an orc school, and it was still taught the common language of humans, and he didn't disturb their classes. I found a place to hide far away and listened with relish.

This time, I heard that there was a problem, it turned out that this orc teacher was also half-baked and mistaken people's children. Whether it is pronunciation or writing, there are frequent mistakes, and it is also thought that the orcs have been trapped in this ice and snow for hundreds of years, and it is inevitable that there will be some cultural discontinuity. On the other hand, the fact that they were able to maintain the inheritance of culture in such a harsh situation has to be admired: amazing.

Al listened for a while, and said to Grusch beside him: "There are some problems with the pronunciation and writing taught by the teacher, why don't I go over and call it and try it?", Grusch looked at him in surprise, he didn't expect Al to have such a leisure to call a child, but in any case, Ell's proposal is only good for the orcs and not harmful, Grusch didn't hesitate much, and agreed.

He stepped forward and whispered to the old orc, who looked a little surprised, he glanced at Al but finally nodded in agreement, clapped his hands, and said to the little ones, "Now there is a new teacher who has come to give you a lecture, and they are all seated and obediently listening." ”

Al stepped forward, picked up the bone stick on the ground, wrote and drew on the snow, and began to teach in a thoughtful manner. The orcs whispered to each other, and the scene buzzed like a swarm of bees, drowning out Al's voice. Apparently, the little ones were very curious about Al, the new teacher, and their eyes were staring at Al, and they couldn't stop watching. The children, who were already bored, cheered up, but apparently, their minds were no longer focused on studying.

Suddenly, a child stood up and asked loudly: "Teacher, why do you look different from us?", everyone was quiet for a while, and this question was asked to everyone's hearts, this teacher looks like he has no fangs, he is also very white, and he is too short, is he really older than us?

Al was stunned for a moment, but seeing the clear eyes of these little guys, he still told the truth: "Well, in fact, I am different from everyone, I am a human being, and of course my appearance is different. ”

However, what Al didn't expect was that these originally clear and childlike eyes suddenly became full of aggression, and the little face that was smiling and moaning just now turned hideous in a blink of an eye, and it was like two people before Al answered.

"Humans are bad guys!", I don't know who shouted first, and then one after another shouted and cursed. The wild attack in the blood of the orcs, a few little orcs who were closer to El directly rushed towards Eyre, if it weren't for Al who had practiced martial arts, a few dodged and dodged, I am afraid that they would be thrown directly to the ground. The little guy who was far away was not idle, grabbed a handful of dirt and threw it at Al, and for a while a rain of dirt fell on Al's head, and the scene was spectacular.

Al couldn't do anything with the children, so he fled in embarrassment, but Grouchy and the teacher finally stopped the little orcs and saved Al from being hunted down.

Grouchy searched and finally found Al in a corner, and he still had some lingering feelings.

"Not chasing after you?" Al asked, and Grouchy nodded, and Al breathed a sigh of relief, the stance just now was really scary.

Al hesitated, but couldn't help but speak, "They are still young, why should they impose hatred on them who are innocent? When they grow up, they will never be able to regain their innocence and happiness now." Now they should always have a smile on their faces, not hatred and anger on their faces. ”

Grouchy sat down beside El and looked up at the towering mountains, a little melancholy, a little sad, like the sentimental poet of man.

"You scolded us orcs as invaders in your tent, and you acted like you were righteous and awe-inspiring, but how much do you know about us orcs?", after a moment of silence, Grouch spoke.

"Since I was born, all I have seen is this endless mountain range, and the color I have seen is only an endless amount of white. Sometimes you can get excited for a long time just by seeing a little bit of green. There was always a time when there was not enough food, and my father was too weak to hunt. As an elder of the tribe, he led by example and always received the minimum amount of food. Therefore, I always had not enough to eat, and when I was growing up, I was really hungry, so I secretly went to other tents to rub some food, and when my father found out, I was very beaten. ”

"My biggest wish at that time was to be able to eat well. ”

"Later, I could always hear the mournful funeral song, and as I grew up, I gradually understood the meaning of death, and I also knew that many old orcs were starved to death, and they preferred not to eat a bite of their own food in order to save the food of their younger generation, and finally they were so hungry that they were so thin that they slowly swallowed their last breath. This happens every day.

"So my wish became that all the orcs should have enough to eat. ”

"Later, I learned that apart from the place where I lived, the world was still very big, and this huge mountain range was not the whole world. And there really is a place in this world where all orcs can be fed. It's a pity that this place has been taken over by a group of enemies called humans. ”

"So my dream became to defeat humanity and seize a home where I could have enough to eat. ”

"This is my dream, and it is the dream of our generation of orcs. ”

"We want to do our best to build a better future for the next generation. But we failed, and we, as losers, can only impose our dreams on the next generation, let them fight hard, to fight. ”

"Innocence, happiness, and happiness in this snowy field, there is no room for this weakness. ”

"We want to survive, so everybody has to be a warrior, born as a warrior, grow as a warrior, and die as a warrior. ”

Listening to Grouchy's words, Al couldn't help but think of the boy scouts he had seen on the Earth Times news, taking up weapons with their immature hands, and doing murderous things at such a young age. They don't understand the preciousness of life, so they never cherish the lives of others, and they never cherish their own lives. At a young age, his hands were stained with blood.

No matter how noble the reason for fighting for it was, the blood stains on the little hands could no longer be washed away, so there was no smile on the childish face anymore.

The so-called adults were originally just blank paper, but I don't know when they were dyed with a black color that was so thick that they couldn't be dissolved, and slowly dyed the entire white paper, and then soaked in the next white paper.

One by one, from generation to generation.

Is this the price of growth?

So I don't want to grow up.