The king looked at the passionate orcs around him and shrugged his shoulders.

Xiaobai was still pretending to be a griffin in place, so he made a frightened gesture and hissed uneasily, imitating it vividly.

The orc raised a hand, and the excited orcs fell silent.

King: "Wow, you can train orcs so forbidden, and you don't seem to use lich spells, you can do it, orcs!" ”

The half-orc smiled and asked rhetorically, "You rode alone into battle, but you didn't know that I was a half-orc, why didn't I believe it?" ”

"Ah, my bad problem, not too important information, or my preconceived information, I don't take much time to memorize, this time it's like this, I preconceived that the overlord of the orcs should be big and green, so I ......"

Wang smiled apologetically.

What he said was true, this was really the information he ignored, maybe someone mentioned it when the information was compiled before, and he left it behind.

Wang: "You're an orc, that's fine." At least one of your parents is human. Have you ever lived in human society? ”

In fact, there is only one task for the mage: to attract the attention of the orcs, whether he starts a fight or chats with the orc overlord, and the result is no different, and it has the effect of delaying time and distracting attention.

The orc said coldly: "I have lived in the human world for eighteen years, and for the first seven years I served the fighting slaves in the gladiatorial arena, providing them with food, bandaging, scrubbing their bodies, and throwing the poor worms who were crippled but survived the 'judgment' of the audience out of the colosseum dormitory to fend for themselves. ”

The so-called gladiatorial trial is that after the victory or defeat of the gladiatorial battle is decided, the audience decides whether the loser lives or dies. Thumb up is alive, thumb down means dead.

In fact, when it is actually executed, there will be no number of people with their thumbs up, and at that time, you can roughly judge whether the audience is cheering or boosing.

But even if they survived, the defeated slaves were almost dead. The Colosseum does not feed idlers, nor does it use healing scrolls or healing potions to heal the disabled.

Once disabled, the best luck is to stay and work as a coolie in the gladiatorial arena.

The orc continued, "When I was eight years old, the owner of the Colosseum gave me a dagger to participate in that kind of group brawl. All I had was a dagger and a loincloth. But I survived time and time again. ”

Wang: "Oh, then you must have played enough of the prize money and redeemed yourself!" ”

The orc laughed, "You really believe the stories in the poems of those bards!" There is no such thing at all, the fate of gladiatorial slaves is to fight to the death in the gladiatorial arena, even if you win all the games, it is impossible to be ransomed.

"Rather, as you age, the boss of the arena will start to think about a glorious, dramatic death. After all, an old man doesn't want a gladiatorial arena. ”

Wang: "Oh, and then? ”

The orc came back to his senses at this time: "You are going to listen to my stories about the past in the heavy rain?" What the hell are you here for? Didn't you say you were looking for me? Go ahead! ”

Wang: "I'm here to tell you something, about the spell 'Orim's Soul Focus'. ”

The king noticed that one of the necromancers had raised his head, and looking at his position, it was supposed to be the head of the large camp of necromancers.

The orc frowned suspiciously: "What kind of spell is this?" ”

"It's the spell that the lich intended you to help cast. You know that explanation, right? This spell drains souls, not just spells. It actually works on the entire region, draining the souls of all sapient beings in the area. ”

This is a lie! This is indeed a spell that precisely extracts souls within the ritual range limited by the spell. However, Wang temporarily patted his brain, feeling that the knowledge of the Nine Rings spell was so rare in this plane, and the knowledge of the legendary spell was even rarer.

Moreover, the body of the lich who studied this spell has been killed, and the current apprentices do not necessarily understand the nature of this spell. Even if you understand - this thing has to be convincing, right, the words of the nine-ring mage who can kill the lich are naturally more convincing than the words of the apprentice of the killed lich.

However, the effect of this sentence is even better than Wang imagined.

The orc turned to the necromancer hiding in his hooded robes, "This is not the same as promised!" ”

Necromancer: "He—he's bewitching the crowd!" ”

The orc lifted the necromancer's hood, exposing him to the pouring rain from the neck up. Even Wang, who is not good at reading human expressions, can see that this person is very weak-hearted.

Orc: "Fuck! Do you think you can fool me? Your teacher is just a skeleton, so the observation skills I have honed in human society are useless to it, but you are different! You wolf-hearted fellow! ”

The king watched from the sidelines and thought, "Wow, this won't solve this problem, will it?" If I knew I was going to do a bunch of things like this, wouldn't it be nice to just do it.

This is called anti-intrigues!

Hey, wait a minute, can I use this experience to charm humans?

**

While the king was pondering, the White Tiger camp on the southwest side of Minos.

The masters of the Shadow Thieves have already begun to act.

It turned out that the leader of the shadow thieves actually didn't tell the truth in front of the king, and they actually found quite a lot of necromancers who were relatively easy to sneak attack because of their personal personality problems, and they were completely sure that the sneak attack would be successful.

Relying on the sneak attack of the shadow thief alone can actually solve a third or even more of the necromancer.

It's just that if someone catches the meaning, the shadow thief can kill more.

The necromancer captain of the White Tiger Camp was copying scrolls under the tent's rain lamp, and he didn't notice that someone had crept out from behind the tapestry on the inside of the tent.

This man came behind the mage, first cut the bag of the mage's spell casting material bag with a delicate technique, held the bag in his hand and pinched it.

That's right, there's a wood carving in the bag, and the trigger spell should be on this wood carving.

As long as the wood carving leaves the mage, the trigger will not be activated.

The visitor tiptoed to place the bag of spellcasting materials on the necromancer's bed, and then reached for the dagger.

The next moment, the necromancer's mouth was gagged, and the dagger stabbed into his chest.

The blood that spurted out spurted out a diagonal scratch directly on the tent.

After completing the assassination, the Shadow Thief quietly found his way out of the tent, and no one noticed the whole time.

**

At the same time, the questioning of the orc overlord in the camp continued.

"You're scheming against us! Damn necromancer! The orc roared, his fangs not long, but that didn't diminish his might when he roared.

The necromancer hurriedly defended: "I didn't! We've always been honest! It's this guy, he's gossing to confuse the crowd! I'm going to confront him face to face! It soon becomes clear that he simply does not possess such knowledge! ”

Wang was thinking about it at this time, thinking about how to use the experience he had gained now to charm humans, Xiaobai patted his head with his wings.

Wang: "Huh? What is it? ”

The necromancer pointed at him, "I'm going to compete with you!" ”

Wang: "Than what?" Ratio cast speed? Or do we duel? ”

Necromancer: "Than knowledge!" ”

Wang: "Then you have the wrong choice." I'm not good at practice, but I've never been afraid of people if I only know it on paper! Come on, are you asking each other's questions? ”

Necromancer: "That's right! I'll do it first, the Banshee's Howl ...... damage."

Wang: "Let's start with the nearest one. What is the difference between time stop and time block? ”

The necromancer was stunned: "What? This? ”

Wang: "You can't answer it, so let me change the question, will the effect of the heroic prayer and salvation banquet be wasted?" ”

The necromancer was stunned in place, and it rained heavily, and he was drenched in the rain for a long time before he could hold back a sentence: "Isn't the salvation banquet the magic of the Nine Rings?" Isn't there something wrong with the magic of the question? ”

"You're a necromancer, and the priest of the good god will come up and attack you when he sees you, shouldn't you be familiar with the priest's magic?" Wang asked rhetorically.

The necromancer opened his mouth wide: "I...... I don't even have enough time to learn spells! Magic! And isn't magic all obtained by perceiving divine graces? ”

Wang: "Yes, that's how priests get their magic. As mages, we can learn about magic as much as we know about arcane. In fact, the mage tower I am in has been experimenting with trying to reproduce magic with arcane techniques, and there were many professors in the tower who were busy with this when I was a baby, and they are still busy. ”

The necromancer's mouth opened in an O-shape: "You guys...... You're so much bolder than we are! Didn't God send an angel to slaughter you? ”

The king shrugged: "Because our mage tower is not within the authority of the gods." Do you want to continue? ”

"No need." The orc overlord said this, and then slashed into the necromancer's back with the great axe in his hand.

The necromancer turned his head and pointed at the orc, "You guy! ”

Orcs: "We orcs, to the bright and the unscrupulous, to the despicable. Since your teacher is calculating us, you can't blame us. ”

Necromancer: "My teacher! It won't be back in a few months! It's not a good idea to offend him! ”

The orc grinned, baring his fangs: "According to you, now that we are a mage who is much stronger than your teacher, we can survive the current situation, we can survive from your teacher's bone claws, and we can send your teacher away again." ”

With that, the orc pulled out the great axe, and then immediately chopped off another axe, this time directly chopping off the necromancer's head.

Wang: "Wait a minute, although I used a counter-strategy, was it too decisive for you to kill your allies so simply?" ”

Orc: "I've never trusted these necromancers. Never. ”

As he spoke, the orc generals behind him swept away all the necromancers who were trying to resist in the chaos.

Wang: "Well, then my purpose has been accomplished." Actually, we're the Salvation Squad, you know? ”

"I know that the leader of the Shadow Thieves has kindly sent us a report on your mission."

Wang frowned: "The head of the shadow thief? I grass, their hands ......"

Orc: "Only the report of the mission of the Salvation Squad, he didn't reveal anything related to the city defense. ”

Wang: "Oh, that's right. You know, our mission is important, right? In fact, we intend to ignore the siege of Minoan, and just set out downstream, following the current clue to a state called Yi Songzo in the River Basin.

"But I heard that the lich was planning to use Orem's soul focus, so I couldn't help it, so I made this decision."

The orc stared at the king suspiciously: "Really? ”

Wang: "Really. Now that your cooperation with the necromancers has been shattered, it is estimated that Orim's soul focus will not be able to be used, and we can go and continue to besiege your city. ”

The orcs stared at the king, as if estimating how believable his expression was.

He spoke, "What prompted my decision to kill the necromancers was my constant vigilance against them, Klosh's panic when you revealed the truth, and finally my instincts. My instincts have saved me many times.

"When I was a gladiator in Langdon City......"

"Random City!" Wang exclaimed, "Wait a minute, Langdon City does have a gladiatorial arena, but it is in the port area created by the Chamber of Commerce, not in the main city. You've been a gladiator in Random City for eighteen years? ”

The orc nodded, "That's right. Then that day, a new slave appeared. He's an orc, strong, strong. He despised me like any other human, but when I won him in a duel, he immediately changed his mind.

"The world of orcs is very simple, whoever can knock him down is the strongest, and the strong will be respected. So I began to yearn for the world of orcs.

So I ran away with this guy. My instincts told me that I should run with him.

"I delayed a lot of time to get him, and in the end, the escape process did not go well, and only this new friend of mine ran out. And I, as a defective slave, was sentenced to be hanged. ”

King: "Wait a minute, escaped orcs, you will be hanged...... Later, did this orc ride a huge orc wolf and carry 22 knives on his back to rob the prisoner car to save you? ”

The orc nodded.

Wang: "But according to the legend of Langdon, this rescue failed!" ”

The orc laughed: "It failed, but it didn't fail either. At the last moment, he broke the lock on the cage of the prisoner car. Then I jumped on the wolf he brought. By that time, the time for slowness had passed, and I rode the wolf all the way.

"The wolf knew the way back to the grassland, so I came back. If I hadn't listened to my instincts and brought this helper, it might have ......"

Wang: "Maybe you just ran away." ”

Orc: "And then you don't know the way, and you are attacked by an evil human while asking for directions?" ”

Wang: "It's also possible. ”

Orc: "You're right. But when my instincts tell me what to do, I usually listen. My instinct just told me that I should kill all the necromancers. In fact, some tribes have long been displeased with them. ”

The orc paused and said, "Now, my instincts tell me that I shouldn't trust you. Although I can't see through your disguise......"

Of course, you can't see through it, because there is no disguise, and Wang's emotional intelligence is not high enough for him to disguise his thoughts.

The orc wiped the blood from the axe as he continued, "I can't see through your disguise, but my gut tells me you're not telling the truth. ”

Wang spread his hands: "How come, I really came to tell you the bad news, and then I was ready to leave." You see, we work together happily and make friends! Sending someone to join the Salvation Team now can greatly improve the impression of orcs among the human nations......"

When it was too late, there was a big explosion in the center of the school yard, and the entire land was sprayed upwards like a huge mud vortex.

Many arrays of orcs were swept up in the middle and thrown high into the sky.

Wang was speechless, and then changed his face in one go: "That's right! I'm here to lure the enemy! Hahahaha, the wooden-headed orcs were fooled, right? ”

The orcs roared, "Shaman! ”

The orcs behind him, draped in white sacrificial robes, spread their hands and chanted ancient incantations.

Power from ancestors and spirits descended on the orcs.

His form swelled dramatically, and was shrouded in a red, bloodthirsty glow.

The orc overlord, who had just been gently talking about the past, snarled with his mouth.

(End of chapter)