He couldn't hold back his anger and curiosity, and ran to Newcastle despite his father's objections.

When he saw Aaron's groveling appearance under the banter of the three orcs, Cruz almost exploded his lungs, and this guy in front of him was nothing but that stinky skin was prettier than his own.

Fragile fluctuations in strength, weak spirit and soul, weak physique, oh my God, this guy is not even qualified to be his opponent's servant, and he can make Kournikova throw himself into his arms......

Cruz, like other members of the orc royal family, is a Beamon beast, but he is the same as most teenagers Beamon, who has been constantly influenced by humans for thousands of years, and gradually accepts the beauty of humans.

Generally speaking, after a Beamon giant beast enters adulthood, the worst strength can reach the realm of the holy realm, and even the gods are afraid of three points, which is the power that the main beast god gives to his spokesperson.

Cruz looked at Aaron, who was surrounded by three young men and ridiculed, with a trace of resentment and cunning on his face, he had come all the way to Newcastle, if he didn't leave something, it would be too inconsistent with his character, Cruz glanced at the female companion who came with him, and the female companion took the arm of His Royal Highness the prince and walked towards Aaron.

Among the orcs^H race, Beamon is the most easily stimulated race, and once provoked, they tend to act recklessly and impulsively, if it were not for the fact that they were born to be the spokesmen of the beast gods, it is questionable whether this race can reproduce to this day.

In addition to Cruz, there are several other people who have been paying attention to Aaron's every move since the beginning of the wedding, one is Kournikova's sister Aimee, and the other is Ferreira, the patriarch of the Greedy Wolf Clan.

"Ferreira, you seem to be interested in this weak human!" O'Hara, the elder of the Greedy Wolf Clan, wondered as he observed his patriarch for a night.

"Oh, one of our secret allies in the Aragon Empire, remember!" Ferreira gently turned the wine glass in his hand, his wolf-like eyes motionless as he looked at a few frolicking young men in the distance.

"Luo ......" O'Hara blurted out, but then he cut off the words that were about to be spoken, and after carefully looking at the guests who were blessing the county lord on the left and right, he was puzzled: "Of course I remember." Although I haven't had much contact with him in the past six years, how can I forget it? You know, that old boy is getting stronger and stronger now, and his power is getting stronger and stronger, which will be a great help for us in the future!"

"Yes, it's him, but it's not like our clan has nothing to do with him, it's just that we've moved from the light to the dark!" Ferreira smiled.

"Ahh......h But Ferreira, what connection can he have with this kid!" O'Hara, who has a golden tenth-level combat power, is a good hand at fighting, but he doesn't know anything about anything outside of battle, so it's no wonder that Ferreira would tell him such a confidential matter.

"Heh, some time ago, the merchant group from the east brought a message to our secret stronghold in Syria, and the people of the stronghold at that time only regarded it as a farce and didn't take it seriously, but now it seems that this farce is interesting!" Ferreira looked at Aaron in the distance and said slowly.

"What news!" O'Hara wondered, wondering how the bridegroom could not see anything great about him.

"It is said that a guy with the same name as this new highness murdered the young son of a marquis, and then fled to our allies, kidnapped one of his men, and fled to Syria......" Ferreira looked at Aaron with other meanings.

"Ferreira, do you suspect that the man is the guy in front of you!" O'Hara wondered.

Although most of what Ferreira said was in line with the new highness, how could this groveling guy in front of him be connected to the guy in Ferreira's mouth.

"Maybe!" Ferreira shook his head a few times, tilted his head and drank a glass of strong wine.

His keen sense of smell made him smell a little strange from these fragmentary news, if the news from the ally merchant group was that the human named Aaron was the guy in front of him, then this young man's city was too deep, and the orcs of Newcastle only had a negative evaluation of him, and he now had the latest news in his hands, if he could use it, maybe he could ............ in the near future

Prince Cruz's sudden appearance suddenly made the faces of the four young people in the conversation change suddenly, Valencia, Shervi and Amu naturally had no good feelings for Burundian orcs as half-orcs.

Turning the heavy pages of history, it is not difficult for the orcs to see that when their cousins orcs came to the main continent plane from the dark gate millions of years ago, their situation was probably worse than the current half-orcs, after countless years of development, they finally grew stronger, but the grown orcs disdained their close relatives and half-orcs, and suppressed blows everywhere, unceremoniously said that although humans are cunning, compared to orcs, humans are much more approachable, even if they are hypocritical.

As for Aaron's face changing, it stems from the fact that as soon as Cruz appeared, his eyes full of jealousy and murder have been locked on his body, needless to say, the big guy in front of him is coming at him, and the root of the problem must be the same as the three next to him, starting from Kournikova, but looking at his outfit and the royal aura exuded from his body, it is not comparable to ordinary people.

"Congratulations, your Excellency is now Arsenal... Oh no, it's His Royal Highness Newcastle, I am your closest brother in Newcastle, please allow me to give you a small gift at this time, please accept it!"

As soon as Cruz's words fell, the female companion on the side came up with a very delicate wooden box, and Alun took the exquisite wooden box in a daze before he even knew who the other party was, and weighed it in his hand and felt gentle, and he didn't know what kind of gift it was.

I wanted to open it and take a look, but now it's in the wedding, and I don't know the etiquette of the orcs, whether it's proper to do this, and I was stunned for a while, not knowing whether it was better to open it or put it away.