Shura of the Beastman

Frey Forest is the largest forest in the area under the jurisdiction of the Serudenir family. The ferocious beasts in it range from the third level to the eighth level. Many famous schools will let students come here to practice, so this place is also called Forest of experience.

A team of four was walking in the southeast of the forest, a non-orc walked in the middle, and the other three orcs were in a triangular formation to protect the non-orcs.

"Which teacher came up with such a boring question? He wants a hundred pairs of third-level blast wolf eyes, does he have some kind of collection addiction???" The words of complaint naturally came from the non-orc's mouth, and the gentle face wrinkled In a group, dissatisfaction is almost about to materialize.

"Gerry, it will be collected in about two days, please be patient." The simple-looking orc behind him hurriedly walked up to him and comforted him.

"It's so boring!" Gerry glared at the people around him, and seeing that the other person was still smiling silly and indifferent, he felt annoyed, and stretched out his hand to grab the orc's strong arm fiercely.

"Gerry, be careful of hurting your hands." The victim had thick skin and thick flesh, and didn't feel anything at all, and in turn worried that the assailant would hurt himself.

On the left side of the front, an orc with dark green hair listened to the conversation between the two, couldn't help laughing, turned his head with a teasing expression, winked at the simple and honest orc, and said, "Ask, with Gerry's temper Are you sure you can bear it? Before you can make an oath in front of the beast god, there is still time to repent!"

"Hodell! What do you mean! Believe it or not, I'll go back and tell Uncle Seyasi that you bullied me!" Gerry immediately frowned and said angrily.

The honest orc named Asker said quickly, "Hodell, don't talk nonsense, Gerry is fine, that's what I like about him."

"Who cares about your liking!" A certain awkward child blushed, but the words he yelled were obviously lacking in confidence.

"Okay, okay, not rare, not rare, don't be angry."

"You idiot!"

Hoddle rolled his eyes at the sky, really didn't want to say he knew this idiot couple, but who told Gerry to be his cousin?No longer paying attention to the two who became tired of being together, Hoddle turned his attention back to the good brother who had been silent in front and didn't know what he was thinking.

He took two quick steps, stretched out his hand and strangled the man's neck, "Hey, dear Bratch, what are you thinking about? Are you still thinking about the little cutie I saw in Begermi?" ?”

Blatche has a very special white hair, handsome features but stern, and he will feel as cold as a snowstorm when he stares at him. He doesn't comment on Hoddle's words, and he doesn't even give alms. Ignore and walk straight ahead.

But Gerry heard it very sharply in the back, and hurried to the two of them, and said gossipingly: "What what? What are you talking about? What is the cutie I saw in Begelmi? Brother, you finally Have you met a non-orc that fascinates you?"

"That's right, when our Big Iceberg Brac was in Begelmi..." Hodell's greatest joy was watching someone change his face, and he was about to spare no effort to publicize someone's "love history", but was caught Someone interrupted coldly.

"Hodell, are you bored?" Blatche's piercing tone and the obvious warning in his brown eyes made Hoddle shut up with a sense of crisis.

"Uh... I didn't say anything, just pretend I didn't say anything." Alas, the force value is not high enough for others, so I really feel aggrieved!

"Hodler, tell me, don't be afraid of my brother, if he dares to beat you, I will block you, just tell me!" Gerry's curiosity has been fully aroused, and he must know the ins and outs of everything.

Hoddle secretly groaned, Blatche’s threats were so obvious, even if he told Gerry that Uncle Gen Wright knew, then Blatche would be so annoyed by his father that he would change his face. It's cool, but if he dares to say it, he will probably be beaten for several months and can't get out of bed. Based on the balance of the two, whether to say it or not to say it is really a question!

At this moment, a burst of wolf howling suddenly sounded not far ahead, and the expressions of the three orcs changed, and they immediately entered a state of alert. Asker stepped forward and pulled Gerry into his arms for protection.

"There is a smell of Gale Wolves ahead, and there are quite a few of them." Hoddle's nose moved, and the smell in the air would bring a lot of useful information.

"The smell of blood, there is fighting." Bratch nodded, and suddenly frowned, "There is also the smell of non-orcs! Asker, please protect Gerry, let's go and have a look."

When the four of them arrived, they saw dozens of Galewolves lying on the ground, with an ice pick stuck in their jaws, bleeding all over the ground, and in the middle of this cruel scene stood a black-haired, black-eyed man. The young man's delicate face was calm and unwavering, and it was completely impossible to tell that he had just experienced a unilateral massacre.

The third-order Gale Wolf has dark fur, green eyes, and is about one meter long, but it is extremely fast and uses the wind as an attack weapon. Its individual strength is not very good, but it usually haunts groups, so it is difficult to single out wolves. It is a very awesome thing, and it is even more surprising that the one who singled out this group of wolves is a non-orc.

When Blatche saw the boy for the first time, his pupils shrank almost inaudibly. The person who had been appearing in his mind recently was so close in front of him, which made him a little at a loss, but his cold face for many years was completely can not tell.

"Did he do this all by himself? It's too powerful. Is he really a non-orc?" Gerry, who was a little pale from the smell of blood, leaned against Asker and looked at the teenager who was looking at them. exclaimed softly.

The atmosphere was a bit dignified because of the confrontation between the two sides. Blatche was struggling in his heart on how to speak so as not to make the boy feel conflicted, but the person opposite opened his mouth first.

"Did I steal your prey?" The clear voice was neither soft nor sweet, but it made people feel very comfortable.

"No, of course not." Blatche froze for a moment, then immediately shook his head in denial.

"So, are you going to snatch my prey?" The boy continued to ask expressionlessly.

The answer this time was that the person opposite shook his head even more vigorously.

"No, no, no, I think you misunderstood, we have no malicious intentions." Blatche said eagerly, not to mention that he would never do such a disgusting thing as snatching non-orc prey, and furthermore, based on his treatment of the boy With that little thought, I just want to hunt a lot of animals to gain favor!

"Yes, yes, we just smelled the smell of blood and non-orcs. We thought something happened and wanted to come over to help." Hodell also said at this time. He was also shocked when he first saw the boy. , I didn't expect to see the little cutie whom my good brother liked in such a situation. It's just that my good brother's bad words don't seem to make a good impression.

The young man nodded, suddenly a look of "Oh no!" appeared on his face, he turned around and ran away without saying a word, the speed was so fast that Blatche only had time to shout behind him.

"Your prey!"

"No more!"

"Wait..." Blatche watched the boy disappear in front of his eyes, with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

Hoddle stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder as a comfort.

"Wow! That kid must be a magician! I don't know what level it is, third level? Fourth level? But he doesn't look very old!" Gerry yelled, making the atmosphere lively.

Blatche cast a glance at this little brother, and then thought of the calm young man just now, it can't be compared, it can't be compared!

And the boy who ran back quickly was naturally Ivan who came out to hunt.

He and Shura had been in this forest for five days, fighting with wild beasts of different levels in different places every day, and agreed that one of them would prepare three meals a day, with a clear division of labor.

He had already hunted a wild boar and was about to go back, but because of the bloody smell from the hunt, he attracted a group of Galewind wolves.He didn't expect to meet someone later, so he delayed for a while, thinking of the worried expression on Shura's face if he went back a little later, he ran back immediately.

After running at top speed for a while, a figure loomed on the opposite side. Ivan smiled helplessly and stopped slowly.

The next moment, he was hugged by someone.

"You're late." Shura lowered his head dissatisfiedly, then sniffed his neck, and frowned, "The smell of Gale Wolf and the strong smell of blood, didn't you say that we ate wild boar today? Why are there wolves?" the taste of?"

Ivan sighed, "When I came back, I met a few Galewind wolves, and I solved them easily. It was really just a matter of convenience, not on purpose. Shura, you know my strength, and I'm not that weak. We came out this time to Experience, instead of letting me accept your protection blindly. Do you understand?"

Shura pursed his lips, touched his face, and said very seriously: "I understand. I know you are not an ordinary non-orc who is weak and needs protection, and I have never thought about not letting you fight, but the premise is that you In my line of sight, once you leave me, I can't help worrying, this has nothing to do with your own strength, even if you are a ninth-level magician today, as long as I can't see you, I will worry, this is something I can't Controlling, who told you that you are too important to me?" He didn't want to break his wings, so when he was away, the orcs should be responsible for all the daily life of the non-orcs, but he accepted his proposal of division of labor and cooperation, but he was worried that it was absolutely inevitable.

Because it's so important, I wish he could be in front of me every second, so that I can feel at ease.

"Okay then, we will act together in the future." It should have made him disgusted by being too clingy, but because it was Shura, it only made him feel moved and moved by that cherishment.

Probably as long as you like that person, you will only think that he is good in whatever he does.

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The weather in the forest can change as it says, it can be sunny one moment, and it can be raining heavily the next moment.

Unfortunately, the four of Brac became drowned chickens.

"There seems to be a

Cave, let's go in and hide from the rain. "Hodell pointed to the front and suggested.

"There seems to be someone." Asker put his arms around Gerry, shielding him from the rain as much as possible. He also saw the cave in front of him, but there seemed to be a faint fire.

Bratch's heart skipped a beat, and with some expectation, he led the three of them forward without saying a word.

Shura, who was grilling meat in the cave, suddenly sat up straight and looked at the entrance of the cave very vigilantly.

When the four of them came in, what they saw was the boy they saw not long ago was biting a chicken leg, eating deliciously, and beside him was an orc boy with black lines all over his face, his dark golden eyes looked at them all. It's defense.

"Ah! We meet again." Gerry, who is a bit off-line and familiar with himself, didn't have so many scruples, and greeted Ivan happily. If it wasn't for Asker who pulled him, he would probably rush in front of him went.

Ivan swallowed the meat in his mouth, and nodded politely to the four of them, "Hello."

"I'm sorry to bother you, but it suddenly rained outside. We just want to find a place to hide for the night. Is it convenient?" Blatche looked at Ivan and explained seriously.

It's just that his focused eyes made Shura frowned, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"We're just sheltering from the rain, the place is big enough, you can do whatever you want." It's not their place, so there's nothing inconvenient about it.

Blatche thanked again, and started a fire with the others on the other side, but looked in Ivan's direction unconsciously.

"They are?" Shura caught someone's unbridled gaze from the corner of his eye, with anger in his eyes, he used the excuse of flipping the barbecue to change places with Ivan, blocking that gaze.

Ivan didn't notice his narrow-mindedness, and talked to him about the chance encounter while gnawing on the chicken leg.

Seeing that he didn't have any special feelings for these people, Shura didn't say anything more, but secretly decided not to let the white-haired guy take the opportunity to get close to his Ivan.

Hoddle naturally noticed the wandering eyes of his good brother from time to time, rolled his eyes, and while he was focusing on Ivan, he waved to Gerry, and whispered the whole story in such a low voice, which attracted Gerry There is a sudden realization and a knowing smile.

Since my elder brother's heart has sprouted, as a good younger brother, it is only natural that he has to do his part to make sense.

So Gerry walked over to Ivan and the others arrogantly, thinking, non-orcs and non-orcs are always easier to communicate with, right?

"Is there something wrong?" Ivan raised his eyes and looked at the person coming, and asked coldly and alienated.

Gerry is indeed a familiar one, so he sat next to him without saying a word, and said with a smile: "We can see each other twice a day, which proves that we are very destined! Let's get to know each other! My name is Gerry Gyllenkama. Serudenier, the one with the white hair is my own brother, Brac; the one with the dark green hair is my cousin, Seder Elvis Serudenier; the one with the silly smile The guy is my prospective mate, Asker Balder Serudenir. What about you?"

Ivan stared speechlessly at the long list of people in front of him who were not panting, but they had already introduced themselves in this way, so he had no choice but to speak out of politeness: "Ivan Kars, he is Asura Karls S."

"Eh? Is your father, Abba, a nomadic husband and wife?" Why is there no suffix for the surnames of the five major families? (You can go to Chapter 5 for children’s shoes that don’t remember the meaning of the name. In other words, a string of names is really suspected of making up the number of words! Cover your face~~~)

"We came to Misty Town." Misty Town is under the joint jurisdiction of the five major families, not exclusive to a certain family, so people born there will not have the surnames of the five major families as suffixes.

"Oh~~~" Gerry expressed his understanding, "Are you two brothers? You look so young, you must not be an adult yet? Why does your father trust you to leave home? Misty Town is so far away from Frey Forest! Are you also here to practice?"

In other words, this is too familiar, right?Ivan frowned slightly, and before he could speak, a deep voice sounded, and Shura was on guard.

"Gerry, I'm so rude." Blatche, who didn't know when he came over, scolded his younger brother lightly, and then looked at Ivan apologetically, "I'm sorry, but his mouth just can't be idle."

"Brother!" Is this crossing the river and tearing down the bridge?Do you mean throw it away?

"It's okay." Ivan shook his head. He actually doesn't hate this person named Gerry. It can be seen that he is a child who grew up in love. Simple and straightforward, such a person is very good.

Blatche was silent for a while, and suddenly handed the thing in his hand to Ivan.

Shura narrowed his eyes, and his face was almost ferocious.

Ivan felt the change in his mood, and reached out his hand to cover the back of his hand to comfort him very naturally. His brows and eyes softened a little, but the eyes he looked at Blatche were very bloodthirsty.

"This is?"

"Your prey, 35 Galewolves, have been skinned and deboned." Blatche said with a straight face, and Gerry almost wanted to jump up and whip him!Is there anyone who talks to non-orcs like this?The voice is gentle, isn't it?A gentle expression would kill you?So angry! !

"35 Galewind wolves?" Shura immediately blushed when he heard this number, isn't there only a few?

Ivan rubbed his nose, gave him a look of "I will explain to you later", and then said to Bratche, "No, these are of no use to me."

"No, this is yours after all." Blatche insisted that good orcs should not take advantage of non-orcs.

Ivan still refused, but Shura on the side reached out and took it.

"Since it's yours, don't give it to others." Shura pointedly said.

Blatche froze for a moment, and confronted Shura expressionlessly, the confrontation between the males was going on silently.

"Then can I buy the eyes of the Gale Wolf from you? Because this is the topic of our experience." Brach looked back at Ivan and asked in a gentler tone than usual.

"Okay, you can trade according to the market price." Ivan didn't object. Originally, they could take this thing directly without giving him, but they didn't expect to insist on this. He seemed to be a very serious person.

After paying the corresponding coins, Blatche grabbed Gerry who still wanted to strike up a conversation, nodded politely to the two of them, and then went back to the other side.

Ivan turned his head and met Shura, who was clearly looking unhappy. He leaned over to hold his hand, and shook it gently, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I apologize, I'm just afraid that you will worry."

"You lied to me that there are only a few wolves, and it's a pack of wolves!" Shura pursed his lips, stared at him accusingly, and vividly drew out his guilt.

"It was really an accident. I didn't expect the wolves to get together there. You know that once you provoke an animal like a wolf, it will never die, so I cleaned it up. I promise there will be no next time, Forgive me, okay?"

Shura didn't speak, but turned his head sullenly.

Ivan felt a little amused by his childish behavior, leaned his head and kissed him lightly on the face, "There really won't be a next time, forgive me?"

This kind of tactic is really hard to resist, Shura hugged him silently, lowered his head and kissed his forehead, and said in a deep voice, "You can't lie to me again."

"it is good."

The cave was not too big, and the voices of the two were not too loud, but it was enough for an orc with keen five senses to hear clearly.

Such a gentle tone, half coquettish and half admitting mistakes, made people's hearts go cold.

"So gentle, non-orcs will admit their mistakes to orcs, Gerry, are you ashamed?" Hodell looked enviously, and immediately looked at his cousin with contempt.

Gerry was so angry that his face turned pale for a while, and before he roared, Asker had already glared at Hoddle, hugged Gerry and said: "My Gerry is also very gentle, there is no one better than him !"

Gerry was stunned for a moment, and it was rare that he didn't speak awkwardly, but Hong Lian buried his head in Asker's arms, causing him to smirk.

Idiot couple!Hoddle complained from the bottom of his heart, and then looked at his expressionless brother with some concern.

"Little cutie has a master." He deliberately lowered his voice.

Bratch pursed his lips, and looked up at the two people who were close in shape on the other side. His brown eyes were deep and deep, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

It wasn't until he received a clear warning from a certain pair of dark golden eyes that he silently withdrew his gaze.

That night in Begelmi came back to his mind again, the young man biting a flower petal and squinting his eyes after a glimpse, shocked his heart in an instant.

Is there a master?Bratch lowered his head, his face under the firelight flickered, and the corners of his lips curled up almost inaudibly.