With the defeat of the Wizards' Guild, and the secrets of the existence of the underground world, they were suddenly exposed in front of the mainstream world of human beings, and the mainstream world of human beings was suddenly surprised to find that the Orc Empire was actually strong and completely trembling. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In addition, the steel collar, which was once unnoticed in the countryside, now produces a variety of specialty commodities, which have become the most sought-after goods in the mainstream of human beings, and the gold coins that flow into the steel collar every day are like the Doma River flowing backwards, flowing into the pockets of those orcs in an endless stream.

So now, almost no one calls those steel-collared orcs as smirks like hillbillies and dirt buns, but instead calls nouveau riche and the like are placed on the heads of the orcs by humans who are a little sour in their hearts.

After all, in the mainstream world of human beings, there are still not many projects that can still be confident in front of orcs, such as literature, which needs to be accumulated for a long time to be brilliant, and still maintain a high-minded attitude.

That's why Baron Tours is so dismissive of the delicate collection of poems signed by Modo, because even a book of poems made entirely of pure gold pages is still a valuable piece of rubbish if its contents are all unsightly rubbish.

It was with this confidence that Baron Tours opened this book of poems with the mentality of reading jokes, and it was a flowing flower-style letter, even though the Baron knew very well that it was the handwriting of the hating little dwarf.

I have to admit in my heart that this little dwarf, who is known as a butcher in Veney City, is indeed very beautiful, and even as a clerk of the town hall, he seems to be a little worse compared to him who has been dealing with words for a long time.

"Maybe it's not so bullshit, at least judging by the beautiful fonts, this little dwarf isn't so useless. Baron Tours thought in his heart, just this beautiful hand, he successfully reversed some of the prejudices he had against the little dwarf.

Then, with some anticipation, the Baron looked at it carefully, and the first poem on the title page of the poetry collection was resolutely a stinky little dwarf, known as the original "Ten Commandments" by the chick Kelly.

At first, this format, which is very different from the current style of the mainstream human world, made the eyes of Lord Baron Tours light up, and then after he muttered two sentences, it was like a thunderbolt piercing the sky, and it struck the softest place in the Baron's heart at once.

At this moment, Lord Baron Tours was not in his own room, simply reading such a short poem, but a middle-aged sensual man reminiscing and interpreting the love, hatred and hatred that he had spent half of his life.

As if enchanted, Lord Baron Tours unconsciously read this love poem repeatedly, and this somewhat cold late night, Lord Baron was in his study, with tears streaming down his face......

I don't know how long it took, but Baron Tours, who finally came back to his senses, carefully closed the poetry book in his hand, and the thin poetry book in his hand was like the most precious treasure in the world.

Then the Baron gently wiped the tears that remained from the corners of his eyes, and sighed heavily, in fact it took almost half a night, and Baron Tours had only just finished reading the short poem on the title page.

There are still dozens of pages left in the thin collection of poems, and there should be dozens of poems left unread, but the Baron de Tours is not going to read any more today.

Of course, this is not that the Baron does not look down on this collection of poems of the little dwarf, and does not put it in his heart at all; in fact, he attaches unprecedented importance to this collection of poems, and he feels that if he does not use the best attitude and mood to read this great collection of poems, then it is the greatest crime against literature and art!

Although Baron Tours did not read the dozens of poems that followed, just by virtue of the "Ten Commandments" on the title page, this appetizer before the feast, the Baron was sure that the little dwarf Master Modo was a great writer who had not been in a lifetime.

What savage orcs, what barbarians with muscles in their brains, nouveau riche on the Blackstone Wilderness, these labels that were previously put on the little dwarf's head by the Baron's own hands are now quickly torn off by the Baron.

That's right, but in the short half of the night, Lord Baron's ass began to be a little crooked, and at this time, he really felt that although the Orc Empire was located on the edge of the continent, it was indeed a little avoided, but it was also a hot land full of literature and poetry......

It was already late in the morning, but Lord Tours did not feel a trace of sleep, and his heart was full of irrepressible excitement, so that Lord Baron felt hungry.

Fortunately, the old butler who had followed him for many years obviously knew his master's living habits, and he sent warm milk and snacks in a very timely manner, and then did not retreat in time as usual, but stood aside a little and stopped, obviously holding back the way things were going.

"Is there anything embarrassing about old Ferry? We are all family, and we can be honest about anything. "The Baron, who was enjoying the supper, was in a very good mood at this time, so the tone of his mouth was also rare and warm.

The old butler Ferry cautiously spoke: "There is something I think I still need to report to you, sir, it is about Miss Matley!"

The middle-aged Baron has two sons and one woman, a total of three children, but compared with the two lazy and lazy sons, the Baron prefers the well-behaved little daughter, and now hearing that it is the precious daughter, it suddenly makes the Baron Tours nervous.

He hurriedly asked, "What the hell is going on, what happened?"

"Nothing happened. Old Ferry hurriedly explained, his face was incredibly strange: "Actually, I just know that the young lady has this idea, as far as I know, she plans to meet with several other noble ladies to go to the Iron Collar of the Orc Empire to meet the greatest writer in her mind, Master Modo." “

The Baron was relieved when he heard this, but then he had a little headache, he used to be a literary young man, and he obviously knew the lethality of these terrible love poems to those literary girls, but the precious daughter was a stubborn little girl......

In the end, the Baron decided to come back early tomorrow to talk to his precious daughter, and in any case let the precious daughter dispel this crazy thought.

However, this did not prevent Baron Tours from making another decision, and he finished the snacks on his plate in three or two bites, and picked up a blank piece of stationery.

As the president of the Veney City Literary Research Association, Baron Tours also has another identity, one of the senior judges of the world's largest literary award, the San Giulnault Literary Prize, and he believes that this year's top award is not the book "Morning Flowers and Sunset" by Master Modo, then it is the biggest joke of the San Giuliao Literary Award, the whole time.