At present, although the general order in the city has been maintained, and entertainment activities such as smashing, looting, and burning have been vigorously suppressed, all kinds of discontent have been piling up and brewing.

If they want to make big news, Orgar's best bet is to try a wave of proselytizing behavior, corrupting them from within, or repeating the steps they had taken to destroy the defenses and apply them to the city.

But for him, that kind of thing can at most cut a wave of leeks!

And with a large amount of hatred points, it will inevitably bring in a lot of wild bosses, in case they detect something and affect their [Mixed Eating and Waiting for Death Poisoning Scheme] for experiments, he will lose blood.

After all, that thing is not only a sustainable benefit, but also related to his future layout, and the value of it is far from being compensated for by a city's leeks.

So he resisted his desire to die, and wandered around again.

It didn't take long for him to make a new discovery.

A faint and familiar smell was captured by his sense of smell.

It had been a while since the owner of that smell had last met him, but Orga, who had paid attention to the other party before, still clearly captured the smell.

After following the smell and turning around a few streets, a figure appeared in his eyes.

It was a slender female elf about two meters tall.

The other party was dressed in a white gold-rimmed robe, as if he was about to buy some kind of street food.

And a large number of male passers-by were attracted by her charm, although they pretended to be serious, but secretly peeped at each other.

A lewd appearance with a thief's heart but no thief's guts.

'I wonder what her name is......

Olga, who was supposed to recall the other party's name instantly, had some indigestion in his head due to the recent influx of knowledge, so the brain circuit reaction suddenly slowed down, and his memory decreased for a while.

'Alison?'

After a few seconds, Olga found the other person's information from the memories of one of the souls she had absorbed before.

When he was in that line of defense, excluding the combined mental attack of the enemy, this female elf was the only one who actually inflicted injuries on him.

It almost blew his head out.

Fortunately, his skull is relatively hard, so he just blew out his face and leaked some brains by the way.

Although the main reason for this is that the bow in her hand is relatively high-end, capable of piercing his exoskeleton.

But just talking about hard power, this female elf is also a very strong kind among the demigods in this world.

At least it was far better than the other demigod who was there at the time, the dark elf.

In Orga's opinion, it could only be regarded as a small incidental gift, and if Alison hadn't dragged him, he would have solved it a long time ago.

At this moment, after recalling the general information, Orga found a lot of information about Alison from other looted memories.

Among them, the original owner of a memory fragment, because he is Allison's little fan brother, so he knows quite a lot of information.

A relative of the elven clan [God of Radiance], the best high elf in the Elthera Elven Kingdom in the past three thousand years, and the current awarder of the honorary title [Flower of Light]......

Thinking back to the other party's dozens of titles, Olga was a little sour.

Just listening to it, it makes me feel quite handsome.

He was so awesome that no one gave him a nickname, which suddenly made him feel that his treasure was covered with dust.

But after sour for a fraction of a second, he still chose to forgive those guys who didn't know the goods, after all, most of them hung up, and they were killed by their own hands.

'Huh?'

As Olga approached, she felt the pedestrians around her, especially the female part, constantly looking at her as her gaze was parted, and Allison looked in the direction of the passers-by.

After looking at Olga's appearance for a while, Alison immediately remembered that she had seen each other inside the defense line, but at that time, the monster had already rushed into the defense line, so she had nothing to do with the other party.

And looking at the other party's face, she recalled what one of her relatives had said to her not long ago.

She opened her lips and asked softly, "Are you Orga?"

"You know me?"

Hearing her call out her name, Orga's expression did not change, and she tilted her head and asked a little curiously, "I remember that we should have never communicated, right?"

Am I still famous?

Faced with her calling her by her name, Orga was also a little puzzled.

I was able to know her information, all by reading other people's memories.

"I am an acquaintance of Goeran, and she seems to like you very much, so when I went to see her not long ago, she told me about you, and your physical features are easy to recognize. ”

What she didn't say was that the biggest reason why she remembered Orga was because when Golan described Orga's appearance, the sense of déjà vu that made her so familiar caught her attention.

In addition, there is another point that Golan once told her that although Olga seems to be very cold and peaceful, and does not look like a dangerous person in life, he is basically in a state of not causing trouble, but he is actually a very irritable and ruthless type, very patient for many things, and completely impatient for many things, once he chooses someone to offend him and arouses his disgust, he will directly choose to kill him, the kind that leaves no room at all.

It belongs to an existence with an extremely contradictory personality.

His heart is not accepting others at all, and this is the main reason why Golan obviously likes Olga very much, but he still hesitates.

She could feel Olga's love for herself, not for her lover, but for her favorite toy......

He remembered that Golan had told him that he had witnessed Orgar pinching a chicken, severing the neck of a legendary powerhouse who had offended him with one hand.

Alison silently felt the dangerous aura on Orga's body, and she couldn't see the details of Orgadi, combined with Goran's information, and made this evaluation in her heart: "This is a dangerous person who is not a threat most of the time, but sometimes very dangerous. ’

I didn't know that Golan knew herself so well in her heart, let alone that she would communicate this kind of thing with Alison, although she noticed the caution in the other party's eyes, but after listening to her words and judging that it was not a lie, she didn't think deeply about anything, just smiled casually:

"I see, I thought I was going to be famous. ”

Then he made a very standard gesture at Alison, which was a ritual gesture used by the elves to say hello.

And Alison saw his move, and after being stunned, she also gave a salute in return.

'Very polite, I don't see that it will be a very irritable type......

After returning the salute, Alison's expression softened slightly: "I don't know if you remember, this is not the first time we have met, we used to meet in the Golili Line a few years ago. ”

"Of course I remember, but the situation was urgent, so I didn't communicate with you. ”

Olga replied with a smile.

After poisoning and finishing things, I was ready to run away, so the situation was indeed urgent.

Alison nodded, agreeing with Orgar's statement, and asked another question she was interested in: "I don't know where you come from? ”

In the face of her inquiry, Orga also told the truth:

"I'm an orphan with no relatives, and my hometown is a red river bank with no plants.

Childhood was spent in a place called the Wailing Forest.

When I became an adult, except for the occasional hunting, I basically mixed in a city built by the strong, which was a good area, the scenery was suitable, not to mention that the residents were very welcoming, but the location was too remote, I guess you hadn't heard of it.

I only recently teleported to this area through the teleportation array, and I wanted to come over and see if I could get something out of it. ”

After finding out that Olga was telling the truth by some means, Allison nodded: "I see, it's far away, no wonder I haven't heard ......"

In response, Orga suggested nonchalantly, "This is not a good place to talk, and since you and Golan are friends, shall I give you a drink?"

"Thank you for your hospitality. ”

After a slight hesitation, Alison did not refuse, and nodded slightly.