"Your Excellency the Baroque Shaman, your prestige has long been passed on to our White Deer Clan. I admire your merits and outstanding wisdom. Caius, the Grand Chief of the White Deer Clan, said, but his expression was still haughty. It's like saying: despite all your heroic exploits, I will surpass you.

"High Chief Caius, I think you will be able to impress the venerable High Priest, and you must be a worthy warrior. Baroque replied with a smile, his expression still gentle and kind—of course, when Baroque was not angry, even in the face of his sworn enemy.

"Hehe, okay, you are all good boys, the future of the beasts, there is no need to praise each other, sit down. The high priest was obviously in a good mood, and beckoned the two to sit down on the blanket of animal skins spread on the ground.

The old orc's life was amazingly simple, and he didn't have a servant around him to take care of his life. In front of a fire pit, throw a few pieces of wood and burn, and the house quickly warmed up. Water boiled in a deep-bottomed pot on the shelf, and a wooden cup was poured into Baroque and Caius with a wooden spoon. All this was done by the High Priest of Radaman himself. Even if Baroque wanted to take over, he was stopped by the old orc waving his hand. Put two balls of grass into their wooden cups, and immediately, the hot water emits a rich fragrance of leaves...... Maybe this is orc tea, right?

The old orc was so skillful and accustomed to doing everything by himself, obviously he was not pretentious, and at that moment, whether it was Baroque or Caius, they looked at each other, and they saw shock and deep respect in each other's eyes. A high priest with incomparable power and majesty, but living a simple life, willing to be respected, can be respected by others.

"It was my happiest day in decades, and I want to thank both of you for the relief and joy you have brought me. The high priest smiled and raised the wooden cup, and Baroque and Caius hurriedly returned the salute with the wooden cup, both of them a little puzzled, not knowing what they had done to make the high priest happy.

"Hehe, Baroque. The grassland of the horse farm is still rich in water and grass, and the scenery is picturesque?...... It's been so long since it was robbed by humans. But now I'm relieved, because you led the warriors of the Frostwolf Tribe to reclaim that territory. Maybe next year I'll be a guest in the Madi grassland. I wonder if you're going to welcome me as an old fellow?"

Baroque hurriedly stood up and said sincerely: "Your Excellency High Priest, that is the honor of all the clansmen of our Frostwolf Great Tribe. I think if I go back and announce this to my people, everyone will be looking forward to next year from now on. ”

"Sit down, sit down and say. The High Priest of the Radaman waved his hand for Baroque to sit down. Nodding and not saying anything, he looked back at Caius, the Great Chief of the White Deer Clan: "Caius, I want to congratulate you on your succession as the Great Chief of the White Deer Clan. And you're doing amazing this fall. The liquidation of the four elite legions of the human Caplin Empire did not cause substantial damage to the orcs, and they suffered heavy losses, and finally had to retreat in advance. Your father and grandfather must be very proud of you, right? Hehe, I'm happy for you, you're a worthy warrior. ”

"Your Excellency High Priest, I am honored to make you happy. But I still have some regrets about the final result. If...... If I could have had more shamanic sacrifices in the Valley of Miracles in my legion, I don't think the results would have been so mediocre. Perhaps I will also be like Lord Baroque, who destroyed the Two-Headed Eagle Legion of Audria, and almost destroyed the Crown Bucks Legion. Caius said with a respectful expression, but there was a hint of complaint in his words, which everyone could hear. Baroque was somewhat unexpected............ It turned out that Caius had come to the Valley of Miracles for the same purpose as himself, to complain to the high priest and make demands by the way.

"Haha, is the little one complaining about us?" said the High Priest of Radaman with a happy smile, his expression completely different from the depth of his imaginary majesty. Very cheerful and kind, even with a bit of a naughty temper. But it was even more beloved by Baroque and Caius. Baroque couldn't help but interject: "High Priest, what the Great Chief of Caius said is right. In the fall, if the Brendan Shaman had arrived a day earlier, we would have been able to destroy the crown stag once and for all. And they will not be allowed to escape by the wrong three thousand light horsemen. The number of shamans in our legions is still too small. ”

"Well, I can see it! You two little ones came to visit me fake, and it's true that you complained to me for favors?" said the high priest of Radaman with a feigned displeasure, "Then let's talk about it honestly." First of all, Caius. How long has it been since you White Deer Clan have spoken out to the Valley of Miracles?Your great-grandfather was so arrogant and careless that all the elite of the tribe were destroyed by the Odria Empire, and your great-grandfather was also killed in battle. This has been going on for nearly a hundred years. You blame the shamanic elders for all your sins, believing that we did not send people to rescue in time for the disastrous consequences. Even...... Some people in the White Deer Clan are still maliciously attacking the Shaman Elders, thinking that the Shamans are afraid that the White Deer Clan at that time is too powerful, so they will not save them. Caius...... In the name of the spirit of the ancestors, do you really think that as a messenger of the spirit of the totem, the shaman sacrifice would do such a thing? If there is such an evil deed, then I am not worthy to live for a long time, and all shamanic sacrifices will be punished by the spirit of the ancestors. ”

Caius was a little frightened, he didn't expect the High Priest to say so frankly: "High Priest, we have never doubted you, maybe you were in deep meditation in retreat back then, and it was not you who made the decision to save the White Deer Clan. ”

"No sacrifice would make such a sinful decision, Caius, and it seems that you have not let go of your doubts. The High Priest of Radaman shook his head gloomily, suddenly stopped the topic, and turned back to Baroque and asked, "Baroque, what about you? Stepping into the Valley of Miracles for the first time in two years, are you resenting the decay and incompetence of the Valley of Miracles? Or are you worried that your interests will be taken away by the Shamanic Elders?"

Baroque was stunned, he really didn't expect the old orc, who had just been amiable, to speak so aggressively at this time, leaving him and Caius speechless. Although the High Priest spoke what was in their hearts, it was impossible to say such a thing in the presence of the venerable Radama.

"I value both of you very much, and I have a hunch that you will be the hope for the orcs to thrive again. I know the purpose of your coming here, and I will be satisfied with all of them, because you have no selfish intentions, but for the sake of the entire beast clan. But before I can do that, I must dispel your doubts. The high priest stood up: "Come with me, and I will take you to a place." ”

Baroque and Caius hurriedly walked over to support the emaciated old orc, and Radamane forcefully pushed them away and walked deeper into the cavern on his own.

The depth of this cave is staggering, and it seems that there is no end to the path that follows behind the high priest of Radaman. Even if the orcs were able to see at night, it would be dark enough. They didn't know how far they had walked, but at last they came out of another cave, and there was a top-secret place, a valley within a valley, the size of three or four football fields, and the rock floor and stone walls had been carved out to make it look like an open open temple. There were a lot of orcs gathered here, each talking about it, and when they saw the high priest appear, they saluted. There were a few familiar faces among them, the Siro Shaman also came, the blue-robed great shaman Brendan, and the black-robed great shaman Parisia, all looking at Baroque and smiling, making Baroque inexplicable and faintly uneasy...... It's as if I've done something wrong. Glancing sideways at Caius, he noticed that he was also confused.

The High Priest walked in with Baroque and Caius, and they stood on a stone platform in the middle, surrounded by all the orcs. There were hundreds of them, all dressed in shamanic robes, and the five old orcs led by them were the chief elders of the Shaman Elders' Council, and there was no trace of the Great Shaman of Orum.

"Today, we have two young guests, the pride of our orcs, and they will lead the future of our race. But...... I don't think we should continue to be silent, but we need to dispel their doubts. High Priest Radaman said slowly, "First of all, it's time to tell Caius, the Grand Chief of the White Deer Clan, why the Valley of Miracles didn't lend a helping hand to his clan back then. ”

"Caius, I know this best. A very old orc elder spoke: "Back then, the Valley of Miracles was suddenly attacked by the Phantom Armor Warriors of the Apocalypse Holy See, and your great-ancestor originally received an order from the Shaman Elders to gather troops and march here to rescue. At that time, the army of the Adria Empire had not yet discovered the settlement of your White Deer Clan, so you could have retreated in advance. But your great-grandfather thinks he can wipe out the human legions, and then it's not too late to support the Valley of Miracles. He led the warriors of the White Deer Clan to launch a fierce attack on the Adria army, but the humans saw through his anxiety and dragged him steadily, dragging your army into the quagmire little by little, and the increase in casualties made your great-ancestor lose his mind. Endlessly urging a crazy attack, but it just fell into the calculations of humans...... In the end, instead of repelling the human army, he completely trapped himself in it. At that time, our casualties in the Valley of Miracles were even more serious than yours, and it was not easy to let the people of the Apocalypse Sect retreat, and they were already greatly injured. However, the high priest immediately sent all the shamans and orc warriors who were capable of fighting to rescue the White Deer Clan, which was in danger of extinction. Unfortunately, although the tribes behind you were saved, your great-grandfather and his most elite army were wiped out. Over the years, the High Priest of Radaman has not blamed you for being ridiculed by your White Deer clan in every way, and even for neglecting not coming to the Valley of Miracles to participate in the sacred ritual of sacrificing ancestors for many years. Telling you the truth today is not to blame you, but to let you know that the Valley of Miracles has never forgotten any of the orc tribes. ”

Caius's face was filled with incredible shock, and in the sacred temple where the ancestors were worshipped, it was impossible for the priests to lie. So...... For nearly a hundred years, the Valley of Miracles has been suffering from grievances, ridicule and hostility from the White Deer Clan?

Who's wrong?

The High Priest looked at Baroque and made Baroque's heart beat a little faster -- am I wrong? )