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The fear of the enemy, the adoration of the compatriots, the admiration of the elders, the admiration of the girl...... There is also awe, jealousy, envy, infatuation...... Sava has long been accustomed to living calmly in all kinds of eyes.

But for the first time, he saw hatred in the eyes of his fellow orcs.

The water in the valley bottom world is very scarce, and the few meager water sources are just enough to meet the most basic needs of the valley bottom orcs, and even cleaning the body is a great luxury.

So, when the fire engulfed the entire village, the orcs who were lucky enough to survive had no water source to fight the fire except for their own tears.

When the dilapidated wooden houses were engulfed in flames, and when many relatives were killed in the explosion, the orcs couldn't help but have a strong hatred for the tiger people who caused all this to happen.

Such a look made Sava very uncomfortable, but he had no remorse for all this happening.

As soon as he shot down the last mech, he dragged his exhausted body after a hard battle into the burning village, into the dilapidated house where he had lived for months.

After violently tearing open the collapsed house, he found Monica, who was thickly wrapped, under the cot.

'Maybe it's a bit heavy...... Savoy thought apologetically, the huge explosion and the cries of the orcs failed to wake the sleeping pigman girl......

After putting Monica in a safe place, Sava participates in the rescue of the village. At least twenty orcs had been rescued from a desperate situation by his own hands, and for this, his beautiful long hair and hair were almost burned to the ground, making his tiger stripes stand out.

But none of this was forgiven by the Orcs at the bottom of the valley.

Sava felt he had something to say.

Clearing his throat, the tigerman's majestic gaze scanned the orcs present.

"I know, you hate me. The tiger man was silent for a moment, raised his head, and his eyes were blazing: "You think that I should not provoke humans and bring disaster to you." But I want you to remember who you are, who you are—orcs born of this glory!!"

The eyes of the orcs at the bottom of the valley were a little fluttering, but the tigerman's voice became louder and louder: "In the entire Blue Star Continent, hundreds of races and billions of living beings are all subservient to the orcs! This is the precious wealth that the great ancestors finally gave to our descendants through bloody battles! We are naturally brave, fearless, naturally proud, and inherit glory! No one can look down on us, even if the giant clan is taller than us, in front of the orcs, they can only bend down to prove their obedience!"

"And you. Savoy's voice deepened: "I don't know what you've been through, how much you've suffered, but I see you surrender to humanity. You toiled day and night for a meager ration, but you never rose up to take back your lost dignity from humanity! You are not worthy to be called orcs. ”

"I know that you are afraid of human force. Because you have lost the ancient heritage, the orcs' warfare and spells, you know nothing! But I want to ask, is that why you succumb to them?" asked Savoie, almost snarling.

"Yes! That's why we succumb to them!" a familiar voice came from behind, and Sava looked at him in surprise, Monica the pig-man had woken up at some point, and was standing behind him at the moment, her nostrils fanning out, and she was extremely emotional.

Monica looked into the tigerman's eyes without fear and said loudly: "We were born, right at the bottom of this valley! We have to dig up kyanite in exchange for survival rations! If anyone tries to escape, the next day, we will see their corpses, thrown from the sky, falling to pieces! Like my brother!"

Tears flowed from Monica's eyes, and on the dirty little chubby face, two furrows were washed: "What honor, what pride, what bravery you said, we don't know, we only know that every few days, someone is starved to death." If they resist, many people will be killed. ”

Sava turned and took a step forward, forced his eyes to look at Monica, and roared lowly, but the voice shook the valley: "A brave death is more dignified than a humble life!"

Monica, who has always been timid, looked at each other without timidity: "That's your choice! We have seen enough of death, we would rather live humblely!"

"Yes, why do you choose for us!" "We just want to live quietly, what honor, we don't understand." "It's impossible for us to defeat humans, why should we die blindly?" Encouraged by Monica, more and more orcs retorted, and their voices became louder and louder: "You want to be a hero, you are good, why are you dragging us to death?" "Do you know how many people died just now? They could have all lived!" "It's you who brought the disaster here!" "You killed four people, and those three canine people, and the humans will definitely kill us all!"

"Shut up, you all!" Surprisingly, it was not the tall and strong tiger man who shouted this sentence, but the dirty and ugly Monica.

Monica rushed up like an angry little tiger, stood in front of the tiger man, and faced the anger of the orcs at the bottom of the valley instead of him: "Why do you say he? He is so strong, but he never oppresses anyone, and he only takes a small amount of food every day! How can he eat enough when he is so big, and he still has wounds on his body!"

Monica's eyes widened, and she looked at everyone angrily: "Four powerful mechas, he can be defeated by himself, he is so powerful, but he would rather go hungry than touch your food! Because he said, we are all his compatriots! His Savoyard force is never used to bully his compatriots! Have you ever seen such an orc?"

Everyone looked at each other, and no one could speak.

Monica turned around and looked at Savoa, her ugly little face overflowing with tenderness: "He must be from a different world than us! In his world, orcs are by no means humble like us, so his choice is not wrong!"

Monica's voice became smaller, she quietly looked at Savoy's heroic face, and said to him: "And we, have always lived in such a world, have been living in such a humble life, we blame you, and it is not wrong." ”

Monica looked at Sava affectionately, but her steps retreated step by step, until she retreated to the group of orcs at the bottom of the valley: "Savoy, you go! You are different orcs from us! I know that this towering cliff can't trap you at all, you go, go back to your world, to live a dignified and glorious life, the world at the bottom of the valley does not belong to you." ”

Savoy's brow, which had been tightly locked, suddenly relaxed.

When this fierce tiger man laughed, it was like a butterfly in spring, perched on the tip of the tiger's nose.

Sava smiled: "If I guessed correctly, Monica, my world, is now gone." In today's world, both here and outside the valley, orcs have lost their glory and dignity. But Monica, I tell you, and you fellow citizens, that orcs are not born a glorious race, but the blood and battles of our ancestors that let glory shine on all orcs. ”

As he spoke, Savoa's expression became serious: "I think I can understand your choice now, yes, you are not wrong. But what I want to tell you is that if we don't shed blood and fight today, then our descendants will live in humbling and pitiful life forever and ever. Since the glory of my ancestors can no longer protect you and me, then my choice is to exchange my blood for the glory of future generations, to become the ancestor who gives them glory. ”

A canine man cautiously interjected: "We know you're strong, Savoy, but you're only one human, and humans are ...... You can't defeat theirs, you can't overcome. ”

Sava smiled proudly and said slowly: "We orcs have an old adage, you probably don't know, today I tell you - 'Even if you teach ten thousand blades, you should also fight back!'"

Sava took two steps forward, rubbed Monica's messy hair, smiled warmly, and turned away: "Come with me, find glory again, or stay here and live quietly." Whatever you want. ”

After saying this, Sava had already walked a dozen paces away, several young orcs looked at each other, and took cautious steps, and after a few steps, their steps began to become steady, and they walked faster and faster, like Sava chasing.

More orcs stayed where they were.

"Savoy!" a scream sounded, and Savoy stopped, but didn't look back. "Savoy!" Monica's tears welled up in her eyes, "Have you always thought I'm ugly?"

Sava turned his head and looked at Monica from afar, earnestly, slowly, harder, more seriously, and shook his head.

"Ahh