"Brother Rogge, this is the youngest, is it okay?" Rosea Farah asked.

Her voice also changed, soft and glutinous, exactly like a shy little girl.

"That's it." Rog looked at the little girl in front of him and remembered how she looked when he first met Orfina, and couldn't help but touch Lota Farah's head.

"Wow!" A loud scream came from the side, and Orfina inserted herself between the two of them like a gust of wind, pointing at the door of Rosea Farra's head and saying, "You, you, you actually made this kind of trick to seduce my brother, it's so shameless!" ”

Rosefara turned her head sideways and squeezed her eyes, and when she turned her head again, her eyes were full of tears, her mouth was deflated, and her shoulders shrugged and sobbed silently.

Orfina was deceived by her little girl's image, and suddenly felt that she had committed a crime, and her tone immediately softened, "Don't cry, I won't talk about you." ”

Rogge took the opportunity to explain: "I have to take little Farah to the orc camp to lay the spatial mark, and when she becomes smaller, I can use the Thousand Transformations Box and the Sword Concealment Technique to hide." ”

"Hmm...... That's right. Orfina smiled apologetically at Loya Farra, "I'm sorry to scare you." But how can your brain become stupid when your body becomes smaller? ”

Rosefara quickly hid behind Rogge and poked out her little head to look at Orfina warily, like she was looking at a bad woman who often bullied her.

Orfina pouted, "Brother, don't look at her since she was a child, she is much older than us combined!" ”

Loya Falla blinked, pretending not to understand.

Orfina was a little relieved, if she had said that Loya Farah was stupid and old, she would have jumped up and attacked with "stupid", and maybe she would have to fight. There's no reaction now, is it true that my intelligence has become lower with my size?

However, at the moment of the big event, Orfina didn't have time or wanted to pursue it, so she instructed Rogge: "Brother, you have to be careful, if you are exposed, run away quickly." ”

"Got it."

Rosefarah opened her mouth to say something, but held back, trying to play the little fool who had lowered her wisdom.

Orfina stood on tiptoe and pecked at the corner of Rogge's lips, pretending to glance at Rosea Farah inadvertently, "Then you go, be honest with your hands, you can't bully fools." ”

"Got it." Rogge smiled and rubbed the girl's head.

Orfina continued to attend to her, and as soon as she left, Loya Farah stretched out her arms to Rogge, "Brother Rogge, hug." ”

Rogge was amused, half-squatted down and said, "Okay, little Farah, I don't know if you've become stupid?" ”

Ofina and Rosea Farra's mutual acting skills Rogge saw it in his eyes, and not a single detail was left behind, it can only be said that the girl is a natural actor, and these two girls can win the best performance award in the Holy Land of Evoking Spirits.

"Hee-hee." Rosea Farah smiled slyly, "Isn't that cute, you like it more?" ”

The eyes of the little girl-like girl rippled with water, which made Rogge speechless for a while.

Roya Farah sighed softly.

- Am I too anxious? But I can't help but see you two kissing each other.

"Brother Rogge, it's time for us to go." The girl hid the affection in her eyes and said softly.

"Hmm." Rogge picked up Roda Falla, her little one, and it was effortless to pick up.

The box of changes activated, and with the black smoke covering, Rogge hugged the girl in his arms tighter.

Rosefarah was even more direct, wrapping around Rogge tightly like an octopus, stretching her neck and whispering in his ear what she couldn't say just now: "Brother Rogge, don't be afraid, I will protect you." ”

The girl was very close to him, very close, and the hot and moist breath sprayed in his ears and on the side of his face, making his heart flutter. Coupled with the delicate touch of the delicate lips on the side face, the special body fragrance that is different from that of human beings, and the soft body clinging to him in his arms, Rogge's eyes appeared blurred for a moment.

It seems that Loya Farah has transformed from a babbling girl into a leprechaun!

Rogge suddenly pinched his waist, exchanging the pain for sobriety, pressed Rosefara's little head against his chest, and then concentrated on releasing the sword concealment technique to wrap the two of them together.

"Little Farah, we're leaving."

"Okay."

Rogge slowly rose into the air, concentrating on concealment.

The strong man above the camp was replaced, and at this time the distance was closer, and Rog could see clearly that it was an orc woman.

She crossed her arms over her chest, her eyes scanning her surroundings indifferently, and she carried two oddly shaped short knives behind her back.

Rogge recognized her at a glance, one of the seven gods of war of the Orc Alliance, "Cold Front Twin Blades" Shiva.

Rogge couldn't help but slow down even more, because Shiva was an assassin, although she was not an assassination type but a frontal combat type, her perception must be stronger than that of other classes of martial saints.

Sensing that Rogge was cautious, Rosefara stopped making small movements, stopped rubbing her body in a slight increment, and honestly stuck to Rogge's body, ready to protect him at all times.

Rog approached the camp at a speed not much faster than he could walk, and whenever Shiva's gaze swept him, he stopped and waited, and his gaze passed on his way.

After two hours, Rog finally reached the top of the camp, and then he found himself crawling at a crawling pace.

It is said that the Nalan Empire is still martial, but it was actually forced out by the Orc Alliance in hundreds of years.

The "folk customs" of the orcs are even more fierce, except for the invasion of the empire, the conflict between the various tribes has never been broken, even if there is a fierce presence like the great chief Grull, it can't be changed.

Therefore, the Orc Alliance is more chaotic than the Empire, with more battles and more strong people.

The chiefs of the eight most powerful tribes of the orcs are Gruel and the Seven Gods of War, and the chiefs of the rest of the tribes, large and small, are all strong at the level of the Martial King, because the tribes without the chieftains of the Martial King level have disappeared into the conflict.

There are all strong people below, and Rogge at this moment is like a lamb who has strayed into the wolves, but fortunately, the wolves have not discovered him yet.

Next to the siege equipment alone, there was a Martial Saint, guarded by three Martial Kings, and it was not easy to get close.

Besides, it's moving too slowly.

The camp stretches to Cartagena, which is very large, and the fire points planned by Rogge are far apart, and I am afraid that the "climb" will not be able to complete the preliminary plan for a whole day.

There is also an unsolvable problem, the consumption of the sword concealment technique is larger than the recovery amount of the potion, and it is impossible to climb all day.

What to do? Rogge's brain was spinning rapidly, was he really going to break in the most difficult step?

As Rogge was thinking, Shiva's gaze swept again, and the boy felt the delicate body in his arms tighten, as if he was ...... Ready to go.

Rogge's heart was alarmed, and this time Shiva did not skip them, but stared in the direction of the two, and the double knife was slowly unsheathed.

It's been discovered!

Rogge was about to flee, but dismissed the idea in time.

The reason is very simple, if Shiva finds them, will she slowly draw her knife? Didn't you rush over while loudly reminding the strong men in the camp?

Sure enough, Shiva stared at the two of them and said, "Gnison, why don't you guard the great shaman of Dessa, what are you doing to me?" ”

Shiva speaks orc, and Rog can understand it.

Gunnison? Isn't that Gruul's brother?

Rog flashed a flash of realization, slowly turned his head sideways, and saw an orc male approaching.

He was a large man even among the generally tall and strong orcs, and his muscles could be described as criss-crossed, making him look like a beast of prey.

It turned out that Shiva was not staring at him, but Gnison behind him.

Gnison looked Shiva up and down lightly, and said with a smile: "Shiva, how can the old man Desar be as good-looking as you?" Yesterday wasn't too much fun, so why don't we find a place to do it? ”

"Hehe, Gnison, you're just a useful tool in my eyes, don't think that if you go to the old lady's bed, you really treat me as your belongings, you don't deserve it!"

"Ah, yes, yes, yes." Gnison nodded like a scoundrel, "But Shiva, my tool should be pretty good, right?" You were happy yesterday, weren't you? His voice was hoarse. Do you use it now? ”

"Gnison, do you think you won't be able to make tools in the future?" Shiva said indifferently.

"Tsk, I just like your cold look, it's delicious!"

"Whoosh!" A throwing knife shot out, and Gnison grinned and grabbed it with one hand, allowing the sharp blade to cut through his palm.

"Hahaha, I also like the way you fight and make trouble if you don't agree with each other!" Gnison laughed, "You're done fighting, you're going to have to make me another tool!" ”

Shiva didn't answer, and with both swords, he fought with Gnison.

Just as the two began to talk, Rogge had quietly landed in the camp.

Rogge once again sighed that the concealment ability of the Sword Concealment Technique and the Thousand Transformation Demon Box was not even exposed under the noses of the two saint-level powerhouses.

This Gnison is really good enough, can he not annoy Shiva when he is "on duty", can he not annoy her?

However, looking at his calm appearance under Shiva's fierce attack, I am afraid that his strength is still above Shiva.

"Hell Blade" Gnison really lives up to his name.

Shiva is not a vegetarian either, and her moves are all aimed at the point, she doesn't keep her hands at all, and she takes good care of Gnison's crotch.

Gnison had to put up a twelve-point effort to avoid losing the capital that had become a tool.

The fight between the two saint-level powerhouses was not small, attracting the onlookers of the orcs, and soon a large number of orc warriors gathered densely on the ground, roaring and shouting, so lively.

More than a dozen Martial King-level chieftains and the other three of the Seven War Gods also came to join in the fun, looking at their gearing up, it seemed that they wanted to go up and fight by themselves.

A fight between "lovers" quickly turned into a grand "bonding event", which is probably only possible in the Orc Alliance.

Rogge witnessed this transformation and was ecstatic.

The orc army is not as disciplined as the imperial army, and excitement means chaos, and this chaos should not be over for a while.

It's the perfect time to start a fire to help them light the fuse of passion!