The cannon of rebirth, your uncle's ashes

"It's actually from the Mosang orc tribe..."

"Why, is that orc tribe famous?"

"Yes, my home is in a town near the prairie. The Mosang orc tribe is the most powerful orc tribe among them. It is said that the orc tribe once declined and almost reached a desperate situation, but the Mosang tribe, which was only a small tribe at that time, rectified The prairie, and then the orc tribe survived and became stronger, and the surname Mosang is synonymous with a well-deserved king among the orcs!"

"Hey... so powerful..."

"Then why is this person still in Class E... so strange..."

For a while, the classroom was full of whispers again, and even the other people who didn't know anything about it before looked at Dalton Mosan gradually became awed.

"Your name is Dalton Mosang? Well, if I remember correctly... there seems to be a classmate of the orc race in our class, also surnamed Mosan~" Miha turned slightly sideways, looked up at the The domineering orc boy in the distance, with a slight smile on his face, couldn't see the slightest bit of dissatisfaction at being interrupted so roughly, on the contrary, he showed a clear gesture of goodwill.

Dalton, who was still swaying with his legs crossed, just snorted coldly, and raised his chin more proudly.

"Hmph, that bastard Kuzhe is in Class A, I don't need you to tell me! Hey, that elf over there, where is the momentum of beating me up a few days ago? Why is he so useless and silent now! Hmph, Could it really be a soft-legged shrimp without it!"

Miha, who was clearly rejected and ignored, had a bad look on his face, but then he looked at Igor who was sitting beside him with his head down and couldn't see his expression with great concern, and taught with a heavy face, "Is this true?" Is that right?! Eagle, you...how can you hit your classmates casually! You will have to live and study together in the next three years, and maybe you will have various contacts after graduation. How can you..."

"I'm happy." Igor still only spit out such simple words, compared to Miha who has been persuading him gently and patiently, in the eyes of others, it is simply an extreme counterexample.

And Miha, who has been persuading him from the sidelines, flashed a trace of obvious disappointment, as if he was a helpless elder brother to his rebellious younger brother. His rippling eyes touched the hearts of many people around him, and they were filled with condemnation All eyes turned to Eagle.

"Igor, you... sorry, student Mosang, Igor actually hit you. If I knew it before, I would definitely stop him. Please forgive him for offending you..."

"Let me tell you, you belong to the human race." The orc boy who had been proudly watching the situation below suddenly interrupted Miha's words with his fingers.

"Eh?" Miha was taken aback for a moment, but still nodded, "Yes...I'm a human race..."

"Oh? Then why do you, a mere human race, apologize to me on behalf of an elf?" The sarcasm on Dalton Mosang's face became more and more obvious, "You are really arrogant!"

The classroom fell silent instantly, and all eyes were cast on these two people.

"Say, what I'm talking about is... Although the race is different, I have always regarded Igor as my own younger brother. The city of Forest is too far away from here. Iger has just entered adulthood, so it is inevitable that Iger always Treat him like a child... Igor, Orend and I are not by your side, you have to pay more attention to everything, don't always be so self-willed..." He sighed lightly, Miha mixed Turning to everyone in the classroom with a look of relief and disappointment, he bowed deeply, "I'm sorry everyone, although Igor himself has to be responsible for himself, but...his first experience in the world, his aptitude is...just mediocre, if he offends me, , I hope everyone will forgive me! I'm sorry, classmate Mosang, I have caused you trouble... Igel, hurry up and apologize to classmate Mosang."

Seeing Miha's sincere words and deeds, everyone couldn't help but look at Igor who didn't say a word.

"Apologize?" Igor seemed to have heard the funniest joke. With pure doubts in his blue eyes, he looked up at Miha's worried face, and then looked at the person behind Miha who was also staring at him. ,"What it is?"

"Hey, you trash! If the adults in Class A don't teach you, they think highly of you. You guys are too arrogant!" Finally, someone stood up because he couldn't see the eyes, and the red afro was very bright, " Boy, even an elf should understand the difference between strength and weakness! A guy with no future like you should get out early..."

"I said you..." Igor finally closed the notebook in his hand, stuffed it into the drawer, and then stood up slowly, "It's really noisy!"

"What! How dare you call me noisy!" Afro slapped the table angrily and looked at Igor fiercely, but he was still completely ignored.

"Also, Miha Ai Siqi, it's better for you to come here less often. The turbid air in Class E is probably not suitable for an elite like you to breathe~" The smile on his face became stronger, and Igor leaned slightly towards Miha He swung his upper body, and the thin voice reached Miha's ears, "It's just a servant, and finally jumped onto the dragon gate next to Orend, if you don't cherish it, you will fall~ Well, although sooner or later I'll pull you down too, you know—"

"A little servant like you is just a dispensable toy for Orend."

Ignoring Miha's stiff body, Igor stood up with a smile on his face, walked around the vacant seat, and walked to the back door with a leisurely look, then turned his head thoughtfully to look at the angry Afro , "Speaking of which, what's your name... well, it's nothing important, in order to thank you for running slower than me in the last class, I guess I'll give you a piece of advice--beauty deceives people .”

Turning around, the expression on his face instantly turned cold. Igor walked out of the classroom, and the sound of footsteps in the corridor gradually faded away.

The purple eyes of the orc boy Dalton Mozan who was still leaning on the stool slackly swept over the people with different complexions in the classroom.

"A bunch of ignorant fools."

In the next second, he ignored Miha who seemed to have something to say. He stood up and jumped up from the stool, allowing the young man behind him to tidy up his slightly wrinkled clothes. Walked out through the back door.

Immediately, only Miha was left in the center of the waves in the classroom just now.

Maybe it's because the two people just spoke too indifferently. Even after they left, the people in the classroom didn't seem too relaxed. He also opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

"Then...then I'll go first too. Excuse me...if Igor does something, you can come to Class A and look for Miha Ai Siqi." With an inexplicable loss on his face, Miha With a forced smile, he slowly walked down the steps and left through the front door.

"Wait!...Master Ai Siqi..." After leaving Class E a few steps, someone chased him from behind, Miha turned his head, and saw that the Afro was running towards him with a little embarrassment.

"You were just... from Class E..."

"Ah... I'm Lunde from Ye Jiacheng!" the afro said loudly.

"Lund... what can I do for you?"

"Ah...Actually, it's nothing...just..." The explosive head scratched his messy head, his face was blushing inexplicably, his eyes dodged for a while, and he stammered, "It's just...please, Please don't mind what happened just now! They are just envious of your strength! Please... just do what you want, I will support you no matter what!"

"Thank you." The surprise on Miha's face flashed across, and then he raised his lips slightly, looking at the afro who comforted himself, and the gentle smile made the other person feel a little surprised, "Oh, yes, I just want to ask classmate Lund about something, after all, maybe you will know better... is that okay?"

"Please, please tell me! If I can help Lord Ai Siqi, I will know everything!"

"That's really great. Then, you know what happened when Igor beat Mosang classmate, can you tell me in detail? After all, Igor is my friend. Although I'm a bit willful and rebellious, I still I'm worried about him..."

"Ah, no problem, I happened to be there, the thing is..."

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Class A refers to the class of excellent students with A qualifications in the entrance examination results. Basically, if those who enter Class A practice hard in the next three years, they can get the entry certificate of the inner courtyard and enter the higher class that only belongs to the magic warrior. The level of the temple.

However, this does not mean that Class A is a dull class that only focuses on cultivation. On the contrary, because of the most outstanding talents, the relationship between people becomes more and more complicated.

Miha stood at the door and looked at the back of Orend sitting by the front window, a trace of comfort and loneliness flashed across his face.

Several people standing at the back table looked at each other, their eyes flickered slightly, then stood up and walked towards this side.

"boom--"

"Hey, commoner, don't you walk with a road watch! We are the elite of the empire, can you afford to pay for damage!"

"Sorry... I didn't mean to..."

"Hmph! If you said it wasn't intentional, it wasn't intentional!"

The collar was pulled up fiercely, and the tight restraint made Miha a little suffocated, but he didn't dare to make the slightest sound.

Miha knows that these people are targeting him, and all the evasions and calls for help are completely useless. This can be seen from the people around them who hang their heads as if they didn’t hear or see anything. out.

Sure enough, Orend was unwilling to join either of the Imperial Alliance and the Alliance of City Lords, and he was still hated.

You can't attract Orend's attention, otherwise Orend will probably do something too impulsive for yourself. Although you will be very pleased that Orend cares about you, it's better not to have such a bad thing happen.

To lurk, like a wild wolf waiting for its prey to relax its vigilance in the night, all the grievances, all the pain, all the humiliation——

When the day Orend spreads his wings and flies high, he will get them all back!

Miha's expression was slightly restrained, and he still said in a low voice:

"Sorry... I'll pay attention next time..."

And such a weak appearance obviously made this group of people particularly happy, "You boring wimp, get out!"

Due to the huge thrust, his body took a few steps back unconsciously, and hit the corner of the table, even Miha couldn't help but take a breath.

Probably, it has been bruised.

Rubbing the place where he was knocked down through his clothes, Miha regained his usual peace and walked towards Orend in the front row.

"Well, you're back, Miha~" Orende felt a familiar breath, and immediately showed an incomparably bright smile on his face, "I'm sorry, Miha, because I was stared at by those two gangs. That's why... Igor can only entrust you to take care of him."

Feeling the concern for Igor in Orend's words, Miha felt bluntly uncomfortable, and recalled Igel's words just now in his mind, but he still tried his best to maintain the original appearance, "We must Obviously I am the one to apologize. If I can be stronger, I won’t have to let Orend confront them alone, and I will be happy if I can help. By the way, how is the trial going? How is it?"

"The number of people is not enough...Recently, because I refused to be recruited by them, no matter who it is, they are very resistant to me, and some people from Class B and C are not willing to form a team with us... If it is really impossible, call Eagle together?"

"Igor?!"

The selection competition is an important competition system held by the Outer Court every year. Students of all three grades can participate in groups of three. The group that wins No.1 can directly enter the Inner Court to study regardless of their grade. It can be said that they can quickly obtain the best learning resources. Therefore, the arrangements for team formation will be cautious. Although Orend was isolated by those forces because of his refusal to win over, why did he suddenly mention that Igor from Class E should form a team together? Woolen cloth?Isn't this too sudden? !Could it be that there is something else that I don't know?

Thinking of what I heard today, Igel beat Mosang's second heir.Such speed and strength, although I have not seen it with my own eyes, but it seems to be really powerful...

Could it be that Eagle deliberately concealed his strength? !

Orend also clearly knows?

In fact, this is Miha's misunderstanding.The reason Orend thought of Eagle was entirely because of the original plot.After Iger learned that Orend was going to participate in the competition but there was one less person, he also decided to join. In desperation, Orend agreed. He didn't intend to grab this sweetness from the two major forces, but In the end, the three actually won the championship from the mutual slaughter of the two major forces, and entered the inner court logically.

Countless thoughts swirled in his mind, and Miha, who was unwilling, decided to pretend that he didn't know anything.

"Iger's words...forget it, after all, Igor is assigned to Class E...Although I don't want to say that, but if Igel is forced to participate in that kind of competition, if something happens You know, the game doesn't care about casualties."

"Okay then... No wonder you are worried, his strength is really not very good, then let me think about it..." Orend waved his hand, but he had other plans in his heart.Obviously, the victory can only be won by relying on the luck of the protagonist and the strength of Miha and himself. It probably doesn't matter whether a half-baked guy like Iger comes or not. Well, it might be easier to win with a better person.

And from Orend's words, Miha, who seemed to be unaware of Iger's abnormal strength, also quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to look for a suitable match partner with Orend.

Just like that, before everyone realized it, the butterfly outside the window had quietly fluttered its wings.

The boulder of fate has already begun to crumble.