Chapter 1: The Beginning of It All
Everything happens from a cloud of dust.
At that time, Raymond was lying on the hillside, staring at the sky in distraction.
The scorching sun of the afternoon shone on the earth, and the strong sunlight pierced Raymond's eyes slightly, and he couldn't help but raise his right hand, as if he wanted to block the dazzling light through his fingers, and seemed to want to grasp the white clouds in the sky in his hands.
At that moment, he saw the dust rising in the wilderness in the distance.
Raymond's eyebrows were raised, his eyes narrowed slightly, whenever he had doubts in his heart, or when he was thinking, this was his habitual behavior. Then, he rolled over and sat up.
At this time, it can be seen that he is a young man with flaxen hair, about 20 years old, with a well-proportioned and strong figure, not handsome, but a pair of slightly slender eyes, coupled with the natural slightly raised corners of the lips, the whole person gives people an optimistic and hearty feeling. And if you look closely, you can also find that he has a pair of rare black eyes in his eyes.
There was no wind at this time, and it was clear that the large cloud of dust was caused by something else, and with a vague sound, the smoke and dust were moving rapidly in this direction.
After staring intently for a moment, Raymond Young snapped his fingers: "Bath." β
There was no answer, and he was a little strange, and he couldn't help but raise his voice and call again, but there was silence all around the hillside, and there was no response.
"I knewβ" Raymond said, looking around, finally fixing on a bush not far away.
Taking out two fragments of fire magic crystal ore from his arms, Raymond wiped the fragments against each other, and with a flick of his fingers, the two fragments flew into the bushes with a red light.
In a moment, a boom was heard, and a flame rose from the bushes. At the same time, accompanied by a scream of "meow", a white shadow jumped out of it like a cat with its tail stepped on, and the speed was amazing.
But if you look closely, it's a cat that jumps out of the bushes... Uh, a cat-like humanoid creature to be exact.
She had a slender body and slender limbs, short hairs as white as snow covered her whole body like satin, and the towering part of her chest showed the characteristics of her female surname, her face was similar to that of a human, but it had the characteristics of a cat, and her big eyes were yellow and blue, shining like jewels.
Dressed in a rudimentary leather armor and shorts, with a pair of short-handled scimitars hanging from her waist, Catwoman's whole body is in a state of tension because of the fright, like a taut spring, maintaining a subtle beauty between extreme stillness and extreme movement.
At this time, if there are well-informed people around, they will recognize that this is a typical cat people among the orcs. Although they are not as well-known as the four orcs, they are natural scouts, and with their exceptional talents, qualified cat-people warriors have a good strength comparable to that of mid- to high-ranking thieves.
It's just that, unlike most cat people who always maintain a calm and quiet demeanor, this cat woman named Baster is frizzy, or much more lively. At this moment, she was jumping and beating the flames on the tip of her tail desperately, and her other hand did not forget to hold the scimitar on her waist tightly.
However, just looking at her bright but still confused gold and silver eyes, you know that this catwoman is still in a daze. Sure enough, it wasn't until she saw Raymond who was smiling evilly in front of her that she came back to her senses: "Meow, young master, why are you burning me?"
"Huh!?, you're embarrassed to say. Before the words fell, he was glared back viciously by Raymond: "As my attendant, I actually fell asleep on the side, how many times have you said this is the first time?"
Hearing this, Catwoman's wide open mouth froze, but she quickly said unwillingly: "How can you blame me, every time you run out, you sit there and get distracted, I'm so bored." β
As she spoke, she still had time to yawn: "People almost ate the trout in the Kester River just now, and the young master should be late if you want to set the fire." I've dreamed ten times to get a fish of that kind once, it's a pity. β
It seemed that he had long been accustomed to her surname Ge, who didn't know whether it was confused or tired, and Raymond hated iron and said: "I'm so shabby even dreaming, God knows how I picked you in the first place." β
"Meow, isn't it because people are good and well-behaved?"
"How could it be. Raymond scoffed: "It's just that in a large group of yellow cats, black cats and flower cats, your white hair is really eye-catching, and your patriarch has been strongly recommending it, so I think it's about the same, so I nodded." β
As he spoke, he rubbed the bridge of his nose with some distress: "But if you think about it, I'm just picking a handsome servant, Patriarch Katie is too enthusiastic, like selling something that is difficult to sell." And I took you away, why are the other cat people so happy, could it be that you..."
"Woo... Young master, how can you say that. Catwoman's eyes immediately filled with watery tears of grievance: "The patriarch can say that I am a rare genius scout in the clan." β
"The genius sleeping monkey is about the same. Raymond muttered, and then patted Catwoman's cute head: "Okay, okay, I'm just talking, anyway, I'm a guy who doesn't like my kind, and it's just right for you to follow me." So even if you're greedy and lazy, I won't give you back. β
As if she hadn't heard the sarcasm in Raymond's words, Barste burst into tears and laughed. Then, as if she remembered something, she looked up and said, "By the way, young master, why did you wake me up? Are you going back to eat? I'm so hungry, I want to eat fish for dinner..."
Raymond: You......
He could only press Catwoman's head and turn her neck to the side where the dust was rising: "Anyway, you have been with me for so many days, and I just see that you only sleep and have an appetite that is so good that it is different from ordinary people." Since you're so confident, go figure out what's going on over there. β
Barstet noticed the billowing smoke and dust in the wilderness in the distance, and her expression instantly became silent. Instead of going to investigate at Raymond's request, she took two steps forward and tilted her head, her pink nose twitching slightly, her ears erect.
After a moment, she turned her head: "It's nothing to look at, it's a wolf cavalry." β
"What?" Raymond was stunned, "How do you know?"
"If you smell it, you will know, the body odor of the wolf warrior can spread far away. Baste looked like he took it for granted: "And when the wolf warrior runs, the sound of the foot pads on the soles of the feet is also very unique, I can't hear it wrong." β
After a pause, she closed her eyes and listened for a moment: "There are a lot of them, maybe more than 2,000... Well, this is the first time I've used the patriarch's method, so I'm not sure the exact number. As she spoke, she scratched her head in some confusion.
Raymond glanced at her in disbelief, then looked at the blurred dust in the distance. Taste, how can there be a sound? It's just a few noises that you can't almost hear.
"Hey, you don't want to run away because you're comfortable, do you?" he stared at Catwoman suspiciously.
Baste felt aggrieved: "Really, I won't lie to the young master." At the speed of the wolf warriors, they will soon pass here. β
As she spoke, she raised her head again and said pitifully, "By the way, young master, I still want to eat fish at night." β
Seeing Catwoman almost drooling, Raymond suddenly felt a little headache: "Uh... If that's what you say, no problem. β
"Meow!" said Bath, cheering with joy, and without glancing at the dust, she lay down on her back, curled up and rolled around on the ground with excitement, as if the taste of dinner had arrived.
Not bothering to pay attention to the gluttonous cat, Raymond looked into the distance. After a while, with a louder and louder rumbling sound, large black dots appeared in his field of vision.
Bath was right, it was indeed a silent wolf cavalry galloping through the wilderness.
Thousands of huge wolf warriors ran at the same time, and the sound of their claws hitting the ground merged into a deafening rumbling sound, which instantly filled Raymond's eardrums from far and near. The wolf cavalry on the back of the wolf was dirty, and his hair and leather armor were covered with dust, but no one reached out to wipe it, only a pair of burning eyes stared intently ahead.
The wolves came very quickly, and soon galloped under the hillside where Raymond was. Except for the sound of the wolf running, all the wolf cavalry were silent, just silently following the companions in front, and occasionally a few noticed Raymond on the hillside, but they only threw a cold glance, and the next moment they disappeared into the billowing dust rising from the sky. The whole force was like an unstoppable torrent, silent and full of murderous intent.
In a matter of moments, the group of wolf cavalry was gone, and soon became a large group of black spots in Raymond's vision again. Only the undispersed smoke and dust from the hillside, and the countless stumbling footprints deep in the dirt, showed that one of the most terrible armies of the orcs had just passed through here.
"I'm right, you're going to give me fish for dinner. β
It wasn't until the wolf cavalry had been gone for a long time that Raymond was still stunned in the direction in which they had disappeared, and was half loud before he was awakened by Bathter's triumphant voice.
Looking at the gluttonous cat at his feet, Raymond patted her head to indicate that he knew, and then said to himself: "How can there be so many wolf cavalry, what are they going to do?"
"That's in the direction of Fangs City, and the God of War Festival is going to be held recently, so they may be there to protect the city. Barste guessed.
The God of War Festival is a sacrifice to the gods worshiped by the orcs, and the god of war, Philis, is also the most important festival of the orcs. At that time, Fangs City was home to almost all the big names among the orcs, and the garrison was usually increased several times as a precaution.
"Well, probably. Raymond nodded.
It's just that he always felt a little uneasy in his heart, after all, so many wolf cavalry are really a force to be reckoned with. Especially as I saw just now, the opponent's tense whole body, which seemed to be ready to fight at any time, didn't look like it was just going to perform an ordinary defense mission.
Moreover, 20 years ago, it was the rebellion of the werewolf clan that caused the orcs to be greatly damaged, although under the wrist of his mother, the werewolf clan had been subjugated, but...
Suddenly, Raymond suddenly noticed Baste, crouched at his feet, looking up at him with his head tilted, looking at him with a puzzled face, obviously wondering why he was still distracted.
He couldn't help but knock his forehead with self-deprecation, forget it, what do you want to do so much, those guys of the same clan who only like to use brute force, don't you hate it the most is that you always look thoughtful.
Thinking of this, Raymond looked up to the sky and stretched comfortably: "Okay, let's go back." As a reward just now, you can eat as much fish as you want tonight. β
"Meow, that's great!"
With Bathter's cheers, the two walked down the hill in the direction of Fangs.
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