Chapter 149: Werewolf Camp

(Ask for tickets, ask for collections, and there will be a change at night...... ）

The foul-mouthed werewolves at the head of the city laughed wildly, and some of them could not bear it, and slammed their hard heads against the thick fence, making a terrible noise, and venting their hearts with pleasure.

Aren't orcs just mongrels? and they're authentic, unadulterated hybrids!

Lear stopped the Silver Wolf Rider and looked coldly at what was happening in front of him, the leader of the Half-Orc Wolf Rider, His Excellency Wolf Sword, didn't seem to have a high status among the orcs!

Smith's face turned pale suddenly, and his pupils gradually filled with a trace of blood, and a fellow knight hurriedly pulled his leather robe, and Smith slowly calmed down: "Us, be careful what you say! This honored guest of mine is a powerful magician, you have nothing to offend me, if you offend the friend of the High Priest of Morhan, I am afraid that my father will inevitably punish you......"

Lear was stunned for a moment, he didn't know any werewolf high priest, and in a blink of an eye he smiled, it turned out that the half-werewolf was pulling the banner to make a tiger skin, using himself to scare the rude werewolf.

The werewolf, named "Us", stood out from the crowd and looked Lear up and down, when suddenly his eyes narrowed into a thin slit.

"Silver Wolf King, this magician wearing a magician's robe and no magician's badge is actually riding a silver wolf king! Is it really a powerful magician?" he was thinking to himself when he saw Lear slowly take out a golden shiny magician's badge and put it on his chest!

The black magician badge with eight silver stars! It turned out to be an eighth-level great magician!

Orc Uss immediately piled up a smile, even if he is not a friend of the high priest, an eighth-level magician is not something he can afford to provoke, the strong are respected wherever they go, especially neutral magicians, not only are they respected in the human world, but also have a lot of travel around, looking for magic materials, ascetic magicians will come to the orc world, and even the elven world is, they will be warmly welcomed.

Especially in the orc country, there is a shortage of magical alchemists, and among the orc nobles, medical treatment, and some precious magic potions, magic items are more popular.

Lear was surprised to see that this Erth orc, a complete orc, was almost a giant wolf nearly two meters tall except for the fact that his limbs were standing upright! But he was wearing a set of well-made and heavy full-body steel plate armor, and a sturdy fully enclosed battle helmet, and if you put down the armor, you wouldn't be able to tell that he was a werewolf at all!

"Venerable Grand Mage, I, Prince Erth, welcome you on behalf of our werewolf tribe, hehehe......" Orc Uss said with a hypocritical smile, pretending to imitate the coquettish posture of the human nobles.

Lear couldn't help but laugh and said, "I'm just passing by here, and I'll ......leave as soon as I see my old friend," said the werewolf "Prince", who didn't care about his pretentious behavior, and urged the silver wolf to walk inside the gate.

With the concerted efforts of dozens of werewolves, the huge and heavy wooden door inlaid with iron sheets was rolled open. Lear didn't understand why the orcs had built the gate so strong and heavy, because the wooden fence was easier to breach than the gate, and the enemy wouldn't be so strong, so he would attack the strong gate!

Looking at Lear, who was surrounded by thirteen knights and galloped into the werewolf camp, the wolf prince Erth's face was cloudy, and his younger brother, the half-beast werewolf Sword, seemed to have found a powerful helper!

However, even with the support of a powerful magician, a half-orc mongrel can compete with him! The power of the wolf clan will eventually fall into his own pocket. Uh-huh, let's find a few beautiful wolf women to vent our anger later!Ace gradually stretched his brow, every time he saw his younger brother, he was very unhappy.

"Sword, does the werewolf prince seem to be very unimpressed with you?" said Lear as he walked, surrounded by patches of dilapidated animal skin tents that emitted an indescribable stench, and groups of little werewolves frolicking between the tents, many of which ran around bare-chested in the cold of early spring.

Orcs have far more endurance for the environment than humans.

"That's my brother, Wolf Erth!" Sword said sullenly, "He is afraid that I will compete for the throne, and he always spares no effort to suppress me on all occasions, and my force is not as strong as his......!"

Lear laughed inwardly, it seems that not only in human society has the right to fight, but also among the seemingly rude and savage orcs!

After a few turns in the werewolf camp, Sword finally led Lear to a remote corner, in front of a dilapidated animal skin tent.

"My lord, this is my tent, rest for a while, and I will go and report to the high priest, who I think will receive you soon. The half-werewolf said.

"Forget it, Sword. I'm not here to see your high priest, I'll just take a look at it and leave......" Leardaw, he originally wanted to replenish the werewolf camp with some fresh water and food, but when he saw the situation of the werewolf camp, he suddenly lost interest, and if others dared to give him the werewolf food, he might not dare to eat it.

"No, no, my lord, you must meet the high priest, maybe you will have an extraordinary harvest! You must know that every year, a human trade group will come here to buy demonic beast skins, crystal nuclei and rare medicinal materials, and then bring some salt, food and weapons, this year the business group has not yet come, there must be something good......

Lear's heart moved, if he can shop for Taobao here, maybe he will have a good harvest!

Swor led the wolves to turn around, and Lear had to stay and look around, and he was surprised to find that Vord's tent, although dilapidated, was not as dirty as the other orcs' tents, and the ground was clean, as if someone had cleaned it up regularly, and the thick animal skin mattress was also very dry, and there was no smell at all. On a crude wooden table in the innermost part of the tent, there was also a thick book on mankind, and Lear looked at it to see that it was a dilapidated "Compendium of Famous War Cases in the General History of the Continental War".

He laughed out loud, Swod was not only a half-orc, but also a cultured half-orc, a half-orc who aspired to be a general!

While he was stunned, the tent door moved, and the half-werewolf Sword entered, followed by a woman with a haggard face!

"My lord, the High Priest has a ......," Sword said respectfully. He seemed to notice Lear's startled gaze......