Frost-blooded orcs

Twelve days later, the group finally arrived in the Tamriel Mountains. During these twelve days, they have dodged countless unearned encounters with the help of this humanoid self-propelled advanced radar, and they have been walking the shortest distance, using spells to ride for sixteen hours every day.

I have to say that taking Sumez Matra out for a trip is really like spending money to find a large size to bring a new person in an online game. On several occasions, when he was attacked, the other side had already been killed by him with magic before he could rush to the side of the carriage. Except that you need to give him most of the loot later, and it's usually not easy to get along with, there are no big drawbacks.

On the way, Xi Xiangyu also used an animal messenger to deliver the book copied by Sumesmart to the traveling scholar.

Leach sighed heartily after reading the happy meeting of the book.

"No wonder you have to ask someone else to copy a book, you write like an abstract painting. ”

"I've only been in this world for half a year, and I can't be proficient in everything I have to learn so much, and it's normal for my calligraphy to be poor. 」

Finally, they reached their destination within half a month.

At this time, they were heading to the supply depot at the foot of the mountain, an orc tribe, under the guidance of the happy encounter.

"Leach. 」

"What's wrong?"

Happy to meet for no reason, called the half-elf who was enduring the pain in the butt and hurried to be able to rest.

And when the half-elf Leach turned his head, an arrow flashed from the side of his head, and he was caught in his hand.

"I'll keep this arrow, it looks like it can be used on a crossbow (whispering). Maybe your elven bloodline is hateful again, this is an orc tribe. 」

"Hehe, I'm just a half-elf, this also pulls hatred? No wonder people say that half-elf inherited the shortcomings of their parents. ”

Realizing that he had been targeted, Leach hurriedly stopped his horse and stared warily in the direction of the tribe. Not long after, a group of orc warriors came from the distant tribe with unkind faces.

Dressed in studded armor and armed with great axes or scimitars, these orcs had beast-like heads, covered in grayish-white fur, wolf-like ears, and crimson cat-like pupils.

"How do they look different from the orcs in the school, aren't all black fur? and don't have cat-like pupils. Could it be that the orcs of the north have evolved protective fur and eyes that greatly improve their vision?"

"No, house cats, these are frost-blooded orcs with white dragon blood, orcs and dragon blood subspecies. ”

Leach, who knows more about Gorantia and the Northlands, explains the origin of the Frostblood Orcs to Joy Encounter.

Frost-blooded orcs hail from the bitter cold of the north and are among the most violent warriors. Their origins can be traced back to the barbarian hunters who both revered and hunted the white dragon. In ancient times, certain primitive orc tribes regarded the white dragon as the supreme victim of the harsh autumn frost of their homeland, and were highly valued due to the scarcity of other goods. Whenever the scouts spotted a white dragon, the tribe's fiercest warriors would gather for a hunting expedition lasting weeks or months, after which they would return home with the dragon's corpse...... Or never look back. The victorious warriors perform a ritual in which they drink the blood of the white dragon they killed, a process that has changed their genetics to some extent has continued for generations, and the essence of the creatures they hunt has deeply influenced them. Gradually, some orcs and half-orcs transformed into these frost-blooded orcs.

The Frostblood Orcs still live in the north today, but they have merged with the rest of civilization as marginal people of civilization...... They are no longer the barbarians of ancient times.

As Leach explained, Sumesmart's face became worse and worse, and when she noticed this, she decided to say something.

"I see, it's not a dragon hybrid. In the legends of the earth, dragons are a race that is very sincere in giving birth to offspring with different races. I thought it was the same here, it turned out to be the result of killing the dragon and drinking the dragon's blood. 」

Sumesmart and Leach said that in fact, in Gorantia, dragons are also a race that is not ashamed, but Leach is afraid to say it in front of dragons. And Sumei Smart was not good at stabbing his face, so his complexion became worse and worse.

Happy to meet but continued to talk as if he didn't know.

"Then it seems that this is also the case with kobolds, dragonmen, lizardmen, drakemons, etc. By the way, the book says that the white dragon is the stupidest of all the real dragons, and the white dragon who has not reached a certain age is just a powerful beast, so he was killed to produce the frost-blooded orc. What about other dragons? For example, did the red dragon produce any subspecies of dragon blood, fire-blooded halflings, fire-blooded spirits?"

「...... Fire-blooded dwarves?"

It wasn't until the mention of the fire-blooded dwarves that Sumeismart finally couldn't bear it anymore, but it was inconvenient to make a move against the joyful encounter, so he had to turn back into a dragon form and fly towards the approaching group of frost-blooded orcs.

"Hey, hey, hey, you've just said something pretty damn. ”

Concentrate:

Fireblood Dwarves

All the dwarves dig into the layers to build their homes, but few dig as deep as the ancient fire-blooded clans. These dwarves are especially fond of using dormant volcanoes as entrances to their homes, and they follow the trails and tunnels of volcanoes in search of more likely pathways to the depths of the world. Unfortunately, this led them to encounter a nest of terrifying red dragons. Out of anger at this disturbance, the greedy red dragon enslaved the entire dwarven clan. The dwarves now do hard labor for dragons, not for the love of beauty and creation, and dig for gold and gems.

Over time, the Dwarves of the Fireblood Clan began to look different from their kind. No one knows if it's because of a hybrid with a dragon, a natural mutation, or the effects of magic? In any case, the result is a peculiar branch of the dwarves: highly adapted to the heat - and fighting dragons.

The Fireblood Clan won their freedom a long time ago, but the hatred of the Red Dragons (and by extension, the entire evil dragons) still burns in their souls. The descendants of these dwarves intermarried with other dwarven families, spreading this lineage to many clans. As a result, any dwarf parent in modern times could give birth to a fire-blooded dwarf.

Fireblood Dwarves look very much like normal dwarves, but they have dark reddish-brown skin, most of them bald, and only the sparsest beards - they are too close to the flames deep beneath their homes in the volcanic terrain to burn off excess hair.