Orc Knight

Blair turned into a beast shape, and quietly lay beside Ivan. Ivan leaned on Blair's soft fur, slightly closed his eyes, and seemed to be taking a nap.

Blair looked at the forest not far away that was still stirring from time to time, and suddenly whispered, "I think Circus must be very sad."

Ivan said lightly, "This is his choice, and he has to bear the consequences."

Blair drooped his head, feeling quite depressed, "Ivan...is this the patriarch?"

Ivan was silent for a long time. He thought of his wonderful father in the distant time and space, and slowly nodded, "The patriarch has to bear a lot of things. Speaking of it...you are the second son of your clan, and you need to be separated to do it alone. A tribe?"

Blair tilted his head and thought for a while, "Father hasn't said it yet! But... our tribe's population is indeed quite large, and the Rohan Valley is not very big..."

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his old man had forced him out for a trial, especially in the prairie. Blair's intuition kept jumping and jumping - there was a problem!

His originally rather majestic face was wrinkled into a ball, "My old man won't really let me go out alone, will he?"

Ivan casually stroked the hair on Blair's body, shrugged, "I haven't seen your father, but... are there any winged tigers in the northern grassland?"

"Of course, the winged tigers on the entire grassland first originated in the northern grassland. According to legend, our grassland winged tigers climbed many towering peaks, and finally migrated to the northern part of the grassland, where they slowly multiplied. Then it slowly spread to the entire grassland."

Blair recalled what his old man said, and said, "Because we migrated through the mountains, the branch that has been guarding the northern prairie settled on the northernmost mountain of the northern prairie. The impact of the famine in the northern prairie on them It shouldn't be that big."

Ivan narrowed his eyes slightly, actually... guarding the gate of the grassland...

"Then shall we go there and have a look?"

"Of course we have to go." Blair said seriously, "When every Kuga comes to the North Grassland, if it's not a particularly urgent situation, it will go to Yishan Mountain."

"Wing Mountain?"

"Well, according to legend, the last mountain our ancestors climbed was named Mount Yi."

Ivan took a deep breath, and let every descendant Maverick look up to the arduous migration road of the ancestors?What a visionary group.

"Then let's go in a few days!"

Blair was taken aback, "That Circus..."

Ivan was silent for a long time, and then said lightly, "He... probably won't live long."

Blair was stunned. He stared blankly at the indifferent Ivan, as if meeting Ivan for the first time, "Why...you say that?"

Ivan shook his head, "It's up to you to think about it yourself, and if you figure it out, tell me about it, and...I think that instead of thinking about these things, you might as well think about how to comfort Gretel!"

"Gretel?"

"Ah, presumably... the one with the most complicated mood is Gretel."

Ivan thought of that day, when the wide river separated Gretel from his group, those gray-backed wolves called and howled affectionately.

It is also the wolf clan, comparing what the blood wolf clan did to Sersis and the gray back wolf clan, Gretel...can he really abandon everything with peace of mind and stop being the patriarch?

Thinking of the unpredictable leader of the Phantom Fox Clan... The corner of Ivan's mouth twitched, and he glanced at Blair, who was still confused. Well, let's take it as an enlightenment political lesson for Blair.

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After a night of turmoil, the dust settled in the early morning of the next day.

In other words, the leader of the Phantom Fox Clan has been preparing for so long, and everything is logical.

When Blair saw Gretel, he froze for a moment.

It was just one night, and Gretel's whole aura became so gloomy, so...sorrowful.

He looked at Blair quietly, and finally turned his gaze to Ivan, "Siss is dead, and all the half-orcs in the Blood Wolf Clan have been included in the Phantom Fox Clan, becoming the bearers of the Phantom Fox Clan, orcs... ...The aggressive blood wolves were all confused by the spiritual illusion of the Phantom Fox Clan, so...they killed themselves, leaving no one behind."

Ivan raised his eyebrows, "The rest of the little blood wolves will become subordinates of the Phantom Fox Clan, acting as protectors or something..."

Gretel's tone was still calm, but there was a trace of anger mixed with the calm, "Did you know the ending a long time ago?"

Ivan said flatly, "I thought it was obvious." He walked slowly to Gretel, "Sersis' determination is good, but he doesn't have strong force, so he is doomed not to gain the true power of the tribe. support, and he should not rely on the Meihu Clan to become the patriarch."

"But he's not an orc!" Gretel's voice was sharp and emotional, "He worked so hard...all this shouldn't have happened to him in the first place! Why did he have to be sacrificed in the end!?"

Ivan pursed his lips slightly. If he wants to protect, he is doomed to sacrifice. He can’t protect anything by just saying beautiful words. How beautiful the words of their temple are, how hard it is for the knights of the Knights Templar, and the darkness and distortion in the tribunal. How deep.

Just like... himself.

Ivan turned sideways slightly, and said in a low voice, "It's very simple, Cersis is working in the wrong direction."

"If I were Circus, the first thing I would do after I got the support of the Demon Fox Clan was to send those radical blood wolves out to fight the Lion Clan. Rest and recuperate." Ivan's expression was very light, pale to pale, "Since I have abandoned the dignity of the wolf clan, and I still guard the last bit of pride, I will naturally leave nothing in the end."

"Even life."

Ivan walked slowly to Gretel, his voice was soft and hoarse, with the morning drunk, "Gretter, the matter of Circus is a warning to you, don't forget your tribe, and don't forget Although White helps you manage the gray back wolf clan, he is still the patriarch of the white wolf clan."

Gretel reflexively wanted to refute, but Ivan looked at him firmly and said, "The Blood Wolf Clan and the Charm Fox Clan were also allies in the first place."

"You'd better prepare early."

Gretel's heart went cold for a moment.

Ivan’s words at this moment overlap with what the Phantom Fox Clan patriarch said to him alone last night. The similar language and the same content have never made Grete feel that he abandoned the tribe himself at this moment... It’s a failure = =

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The patriarch of the Phantom Fox clan combed his colorful hair, listening to Tees' report, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Since the containment of the half-orcs of the blood wolf clan has been completed, have those little blood wolves been arranged?"

"Well, all the memories are erased with mental power, and we will rearrange the teaching."

"That's good," the leader of the Meihu clan stood up slowly, "Grete... Where's the leader of the Gray Back Wolf Clan?"

Tees said, "The expression doesn't look very good, he's talking to the Mavericks and Orcs over there." After a pause, "Patriarch, since we've all attacked the blood wolves, why do we still keep the gray-backed wolves?" Patriarch?"

The patriarch of the Meihu clan chuckled, "It's okay for that winged tiger to be stupid, but the half-orcs beside him... It's not simple, and the blood wolf clan has nothing to do with him, so he won't care about it, but if we If Rhett makes a move... that's not necessarily the case."

Tees remembered that the man named Ivan during the riots yesterday, so cleanly got rid of their siege, changed from passive to active, not only directly figured out what happened from a high altitude, but also seemed to not care at all Leaving, in the end, it made them feel nervous, and they stared closely all night without closing their eyes...

Moreover, that half-orc is also immune to their mental power! !

Thinking of this, Bayer on the side said cautiously, "Then what should we do?"

The head of the Meihu Clan shook his head, walked slowly to the window, and lightly picked off the flowers wrapped around the window. The beautiful and tender flowers were still covered with morning dew, and the head of the Meihu Clan gently crushed the petals little by little. Broken, and finally thrown away, the smile is elegant and gorgeous.

"It's okay, don't provoke him."

The head of the Meihu Clan raised his mouth, "If I read correctly last night, he is the same type of person as I am, so I, Zhexi, will meet him personally."

"By the way... let's see if this big tiger of the winged tiger clan has the demeanor of the uncrowned king of the grassland!"