"Your Excellency, all preparations are complete, and you can act on the day of the festival. ”

In the middle of the night, at Haken's residence, the voice of the werewolf Verona rang out from some inconspicuous corner.

It is a small stone room with a closed door, no windows, and no extra furniture or decorations, and it is clear at first glance that it is a place for private activities. At this moment, in addition to Haken and Verona, there were several lion people and Beamon people in the stone room, all of whom had solemn expressions on their faces and did not say a word.

There were a few torches lit in the dark stone chamber, and the flickering light of the flames dragged the shadows of the orcs to the ground, as if it were a direct reflection of their inner uneasiness compared to the bodies that all sat still.

Verona's majestic gaze slowly swept over the restless orcs, and finally fell on a leonin: "Kenan, what is your decision?"

The lion man named Kenan hurriedly said, "We have decided that the lion army that came to Fangs City this time will follow His Excellency Haken to the death. ”

Verona looked at Haken with satisfaction, and then said, "Are everyone reliable? ”

Kenan nodded: "Please rest assured, the warriors who came this time are all cronies I have cultivated, and there is no problem in terms of loyalty." ”

As he spoke, he said tentatively, "So, about your promise..."

Verona said: "You lion people have been allies of our werewolf clan for generations, and the former patriarch Osman is my closest friend. However, since he was killed by Armada, the current patriarch was seduced by the woman and broke his covenant. Fortunately, there are still sober people like you in the lion-people, as long as you help Lord Haken ascend to the throne, the next patriarch will be yours. ”

Hearing him say this, several lion people all exchanged excited looks, and Kenan said even more excitedly: "There are many people in our lion clan who have long been dissatisfied with this. This time the patriarch led the army to the border to defend against the barbarians, it is the best opportunity, not that I boast, with my prestige in the clan, the lion people will once again become the most reliable partners of the werewolf clan. ”

After a few more words of comfort to the overjoyed lions, Verona glanced at Haken. The latter understood, and immediately said to a Beamon man: "Elder Curt, what about you?"

The elder of the Bimeng clan, who was questioned by Haken, hurriedly said: "There are also many people in our clan who are dissatisfied with Your Majesty... No, Armada has been around for a long time, and everyone misses the glory of His Majesty Urrol. So, we have decided to follow in the bloodline of His Majesty Uror and return the glory of the Orc King to you. ”

The elders of the Beamon tribe, represented by Curt, also expressed their stance one after another, saying that they would assist Haken on the throne. The support of these bigwigs, who represent half of the forces in the clan, made Haken's heart bloom, and he was so happy that his whole ugly face almost shone out.

Unlike Haken, who is immersed in the fantasy of sitting on the throne, Verona always remains calm. He said to Curt, "Elder Curt, how is that crucial matter going?"

Curt said proudly: "Don't worry, everything has been arranged." Hehe, I can't wait to see what kind of expression that woman will use to face this on the night of the festival. ”

"It's just that we really don't need to control all the gates beforehand, what if Amada runs away when he arrives?"

Verona said, "No, Fangs City is still under Armada's control after all, and making a rash move will only make her vigilant. But don't worry, I've got everything planned, I'll try to divert some of the Minotaur forces on the night of the festival, and then take advantage of the chaos to send a team of wolf cavalry to capture the gates, and I won't let her escape. ”

At this time, Kenan, who got carried away, walked over, put one hand on Verona's shoulder, and interjected: "Your Excellency Verona, with our troops, as long as we are surprised, we can definitely take the entire Fangs City in one fell swoop, so why bother with such effort?"

Glancing coldly at the lion's hand on his shoulder, Verona said quietly: "You are right, but our action this time is not only to oust Armada from power, but also to establish the rule of His Excellency Haken. Therefore, it is necessary to make the ignorant people understand the meaning of this, and the best way to do that is to enlighten them through Philis. I say that, do you understand?"

"Huh... Haha, Your Excellency Verona, who is known for his resourcefulness, with you, we will definitely succeed this time. Kennan blushed and withdrew his hand in disdain.

"That's right, only His Excellency Haken can lead the Beamons, no, the entire orc race. Elder Curt said excitedly, "As for Raymond, he is just a freak who has nothing to do with orcs, and God knows how Armada could have given birth to such an heir." ”

"Yes, he's not an orc at all. ”

"We will never recognize such a prince, that is the curse of Philis. ”

The other Beamon elders also cursed, and when he heard Raymond's name, Haken was already full of anger.

When she heard Elder Curt say that only Haken could lead the Orcs, Verona's eyes flashed with imperceptible mockery.

However, the scheming werewolf did not show the slightest abnormality on the surface, and he comforted: "Your Excellency, please don't be angry, after the night of the festival, Raymond will only be an insignificant little character, you can do whatever you like, at your disposal." ”

Haken's eyes were red, and he said in a hateful voice: "Verona, you don't have to persuade me. Maybe you all think that I'm because Raymond occupies the place that rightfully belongs to me, that's why I hate that guy so much. The reason I really hate that guy though, is only because of the way he looks. ”

"What do you say, eyes?" Verona was slightly taken aback.

"That's right, it's the eyes. Haken gritted his teeth and said, "Since I was a child, that guy looked at me like he was looking at something insignificant. Although I could crush him with just one hand, I couldn't change the way he looked at me with that angry look, because I could clearly know that it wasn't posturing, but that he really didn't take me seriously. ”

The more he spoke, the anger in Haken's eyes burned: "I can't see what he is thinking, but I know that it is something completely different from us orcs, and it doesn't matter what he looks like, but only this, I can't stand it for a moment." Because he's always reminding me that this guy who calls me my cousin isn't an orc at all!"

"So, why does he stand on our land with the title of prince!!"

In the midst of the roar, Haken's body, which was extremely angry, swelled rapidly, and there was a tendency to turn into a Beamon beast when he lost his mind.

Several Bimeng clan elders were startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to hug him: "Your Highness Haken, please calm down." You're the king of the northern wastelands, so there's no need to be mad at that kind of thing. ”

Over there, because of Haken's madness, there was chaos in the stone chamber. At this time, the lion Kenan approached Verona with a flattering smile: "Haken is so impulsive, I began to wonder if he was really capable of being the orc king." ”

Verona said quietly and indifferently: "On this point, you had better not doubt that the name of His Excellency Haken's righteousness will be our most powerful weapon. ”

"Of course, of course. Kennan nodded repeatedly.

Then, he glanced at Verona and said with a smile: "However, we have already decided that the lion clan will only look forward to you. ”

Obviously, this cunning lion man has faintly seen something from the relationship between Haken and Verona.

Verona didn't say anything to him, and he watched the farce in the stone chamber with a cold eye, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

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