For DeRoru Lanteriso Frostwolf, the past five years have probably been the best time except for being forced to leave his hometown.

No...

Maybe excluding the factors of longing and family affection, I'm afraid it's better than living in my hometown.

The orc tribe is a typical patriarchal society, and all kinds of goods are extremely scarce, so women are regarded as precious possessions at best, and slaves at worst.

In addition to being proud of their combat prowess, possessions, and territorial reach, male orcs are also proud of the number of females they possess and the number of male offspring they have.

His mother was a slave, but fortunately he was born with a good talent, and at the rite of passage he attacked and killed a baby wyvern on the roof of the world, so that he stood out from his many brothers and was given the surname of Randreso Frostwolf by his father, saying that he could meet one of his not too excessive requests.

But when he asked his father to dismiss his mother's slavery, he was flatly refused.

Disillusioned, Droro seeks clarification from the shaman (orc priest), who tells him that the orc system is based on force and honor, and that wealth can also be used by the powerful, and that if he wants to change his mother's fate, he must gain more military exploits or find something with extraordinary power for his father.

The beast god Geush was martial and did not allow any sign of peace to appear among his followers. It is the orcs who believe in Him who believe that in order to survive, they must conquer as much land as possible, making them enemies to all creatures that inhabit their vicinity.

But in the north there are the intractable glacial giants, and in the south are the human nations that have become more and more powerful over the years.

And the war... It's never as simple as hunting.

War... Always accompanied by blood and fire, death is naturally commonplace.

DeRoru is one of the few orcs who like to think, he knows that he hunted a wyvern by extreme luck, and he does not think that at his age he can rely on his bravery to ensure that he can return alive from the battlefield, especially against the humans in the south.

It was through a caravan with a certain caravan that traveled between the surface and the dark region that he learned about the rich mineral deposits of the dark region, and he exchanged the wealth he had accumulated over the years for the opportunity to go to the dark region with his peers, he said goodbye to his mother, and took his eight closest brothers to embark on this long journey destined to have no return...

They went in search of wealth, and eventually they did see the rich mineral deposits of the Shadows.

They were sold directly to the drow elves of Gerthhorn by the dastardly human caravans...

And then lived a life with the company of ore day and day...

There's nothing to say about the boring experience that followed, and his foolish choice killed several of his brothers one after another, either by the damned Drow for magic experiments or by falling ill and dying of illness in the days and nights of ore mining.

After surviving the first few years, Derollo seized the opportunity to escape down the sewers with a group of long-planned gray dwarves to the exile of the Drow Elves, Zeellandia, a small gathering place ruled by the Gray Dwarf fugitive slave organization.

The days that followed were indeed better, there was no overseer who whipped them day and day to do things, but they still had to pay two hundred pounds of ore a day as a tax to survive here, but fortunately for their strong orcs, the tax of only two hundred pounds a day was not too much of a burden for them, and they could even exchange the excess ore for something other than food...

Because once discovered, there is a high chance that he will lose this job.

He can't afford to lose his job, he still has eight children to raise...

Yes... Ridiculous.

The drow elves he once hated gave birth to eight children for him, though he didn't know which one was his own, or none of them were his own...

But so what, in their perennial tribe of orcs, it was all too common for the young men to go out early in the morning and return in the evening, and at this time, the other brothers were obliged to take over the responsibility of raising their wives and children.

This is also a tradition that their orcs have survived.

And most importantly... He's in love with the Drow Technician!

It was she, when she was most desperate and confused, who warmed herself with her slender body, and let herself go back to that not easy childhood in the midnight dream, back to her mother's arms...

Eventually, however, bad luck came, and as his condition worsened, he was carried out by the old dwarf Tiger when he went to work that day.

He was beaten up and lost his job.

Just when he was at his most desperate, the gnoll named Hogg appeared, and in the midst of everyone's eyes on the joke, he opened a mining company.

With the last glimmer of hope, De Rorou and the others applied for the job.

The gnoll boss was unexpectedly crisp, and saw his hidden ailment at a glance, and suggested that it would be best to cut it off so that he could be hired.

Oh, yes... Since the problem can't be solved, then it's okay to solve the root cause of the problem, anyway, if you don't cut it, sooner or later you won't be able to use it...

This gnoll man is so wise!

DeRorou, who had an epiphany in an instant, tore that thing off without saying a word, although it hurt a little, but as long as he can live, get a job, and continue to raise his eight children, this pain is nothing!

The boss of the gnoll man also praised his pleasure greatly, and gave him a job happily, and kindly asked the Kou Tao fishman to give him some medicine.

Since then, he has been a member of Hoag Mining.

He had thought that his life would get back on track because he got a job.

Unexpectedly, just one day later, Hoag Mining issued the "Didi Miner Employment Incentive Policy".

Deloru could feel that with the introduction of this incentive policy, the miners of the entire Zeellandia were squeezed out for a while.

And he soon realized the dividends from it, with the strong physique of the orcs, coupled with the sincere cooperation of the two brothers, they soon won the appreciation of the upper echelons of Hogg Mining with the mining volume far exceeding that of other teams.

And the more material and substantial rewards also allowed the three orc brothers to live a happy life unimaginable to ordinary people.

Every day, I eat fragrant rat meat, and gradually there is fresh fish!

A month later, all three of them were in leather armor!

No one in all of Zeellandia looked down on him anymore, Drow's wife looked at him with adoration every day, and every miner who met him enthusiastically called him a brother!

He has more and more children!

He was so happy, and he loved this kind of reward policy that you get as much as you give, and you love this kind of life that is worth looking forward to every day.

But soon he realized that his definition of a happy life was still too narrow.

As the railroad tracks and steam-powered mules gradually spread to every corner of the West Mine, they only need to separate the gravel from the steam-powered mine mules from the raw ore, and then carry the raw ore to the nearest rail minecart station, where a special gray dwarf will help him weigh the ore collected and collect it onto the minecart, and then issue a paper card called the 'Hogg Mining General Ticket'.

Through these universal scrolls, he can exchange for many kinds of good things, all kinds of cooked food, good leather armor, weapons made by the gray dwarves, and even energy potions from the city of Gelthorne, but unfortunately, he can no longer use them.

Fortunately, when he found out that he didn't have it, he lost some of it, but he gained more.

He found that his flexibility and agility had improved dramatically, and he had more energy to think about.

Like what... He seemed to have a chance to return to the surface, to the Horde.

But he was not in a hurry to leave, he felt that the customs and rules of his tribe were very problematic, and he fought endlessly every year, but he was still short of materials.

One day, looking at the miners who were talking and laughing back and forth, he realized.

They are orcs and do not produce.

Therefore, it is determined that they can only fight by force, and maintain the survival of the tribe by robbing others of their fruits.

And this way of survival seems to be advocated by the beast god Guush, and his actions seem to be determined by his priesthood.

Can he make the beast god change his priesthood?

No...

So... He went back, as if nothing could be changed.

At the same time, a bold idea appeared in his mind, perhaps... It is only through force that one can change one's own clan.

He was also taken aback by his own idea.

Let's think about some good things, the 13th layer of the mine has been opened, and it is an unbeatable exposed bonanza layer!

Almost everyone went to the 13-story mine with the mentality of picking up money.

The three Delorou brothers were no exception, and at the same time, he finally made the decision that he had been waiting for for a long time.

"Brothers, I'm going to save up enough property in the 13th floor mining area, so I'll ask Manager Tiger to exchange a magic item from Gerthorne City, and... Return to the surface tribe alone, redeem my mother, and bring her back to Zeelandia with you. I may not be able to change the Frostwolf Clan, but I can make my mother live happily ever after with us, and compared to the tribe, Zelandia is like heaven. ”

After saying this, the three of them went to the deepest part of the 13th floor of the mining area, which was not yet covered by the railroad tracks.

'Bang'

As his pickaxe fell, an entire rock wall smashed down, revealing a half of his huge face...

At the same time, he seemed to hear some kind of call from the underworld.

'Droro, my child...'

"Mother!" DeRoru exclaimed, when countless complicated images flooded his mind...

"Ahh!!h

......

"Don't be afraid, you are all miners of Hoag Mining, and as the chairman of Hoag Mining, I have the obligation and responsibility to ensure the safety of my employees. Tell me, what happened to you when you were mining at Layer 13? By the way, I don't know your name yet. ”

Levi's voice woke DeLoru from memories and haunting nightmares.

"Derollo, DeRoru Lanteriso Frostwolf. After introducing himself, DeRorou began to talk about the horrors he had encountered.

"Boss, at that moment, I seemed to see the stars fall... I saw my brother and mother die tragically in front of me... See... I myself was crushed into meat sauce by a great force..."

"Boss! Can I not join the army! I'm just an ordinary miner! I don't want to die! I still have more than sixty children to raise!!" This ruthless fierce man who had never changed his face from the palace with his bare hands actually hugged Levi's thighs and cried bitterly.

"......" Levi.