Leopard of another world
Chapter 21
The White Rose store was in chaos. Although the blood orcs stopped attacking, the customers still screamed and rushed to the exit. Many people fell down during the push and were trampled by countless feet. The ground was covered with blood, stumps and Falling sundries, masks falling in chaos, faces of panic mixed with despair are projected onto a huge screen through the eyes of bats in hidden corners.
"Ah, what a beautiful scene." Derek rubbed his forehead with his hands, and said gorgeously: "I'm almost intoxicated by it."
Alice smiled coquettishly and closed the fan, pointing to the corner of the screen: "Look who is that, Mrs. Shien! I couldn't believe my eyes, where did her always domineering signature expression go? Oh! I really do I want to draw her expression at this moment and paste it all over the streets and alleys of the capital!"
"Quiet."
A Nuo who was standing aside spoke indifferently, abruptly interrupting their sigh.
"Hey, Arnold, don't look like a dead person, don't you think it's wonderful?"
"I don't think His Majesty appreciates your noise."
Derek and Alice blinked, and looked at Lance who was sitting on the wide throne facing the screen at the same time. The expression of Lord Demon King was obviously not good at the moment. The appearance of being patient.
"Your Majesty, are you uncomfortable?"
Alice tentatively asked, but in exchange for a cold and icy look from the black panther lying at Lance's feet.
This time, no one dared to speak.
After a while, Lance opened his eyes. His eyes showed obvious fatigue, and he stood up slowly.
"That's it. Remember to bring the blood orc back later. As for the White Rose store, it's useless. Open the gate to let the group of nobles leave, and all the dark creatures stationed there will be withdrawn to Deknis."
After speaking, Lance took a silent step, and the panther immediately stood up and followed closely.
Alice and Derek looked at each other.
"Oh, did I hear you wrong? Your Majesty wants to let go of those nobles? What's the need for those dirty guys to stay?"
"Your Majesty just suddenly felt sympathy? Am I dreaming?"
Arnold looked at the two colleagues with exaggerated expressions that the sky was about to collapse, with a calm expression: "I just received news from Claude that a noble from a store sent a distress signal to the church, and the Holy Knight of Light is leading a group of Paladins are coming to the rescue, they're almost here."
The blood prince and the necromancer shut up at the same time, glanced at each other, and jumped up.
"What? Arnold, you damn elf, why didn't you say it earlier! Your Majesty spent so much time cultivating that blood orc, if something goes wrong at the last moment—oh! It's unimaginable!"
"Puff, puff", Derek and Alice disappeared into the air at the same time, Arnold watched them leave, sighed softly, and connected with Claude.
"Hey, Claude, the blood orcs will be picked up by two idiots. Your task is to hold back the Holy Knight of Light."
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Lance returned to the spacious bedroom and slid on the soft carpet against the bedpost. The panther immediately came up, buried his head in his arms, and rubbed gently.
Laughing silently, Lance hugged the panther's head and rested his chin on it.
"Thanks, I feel better."
The panther tilted its head, sticking out its tongue and licking his cheek comfortingly.
Lance pressed his mouth, watched for a while, and suddenly showed a self-deprecating smile: "Hey, little leopard, do you think I did something stupid just now? My subordinates must be laughing at me behind my back. A sudden burst of compassion."
The panther let out a breath from its nose, bared its sharp teeth, turned around and stood up.
Lance quickly hugged him: "Hey, hey! Don't go, I'm just saying, don't lose the subordinates I have cultivated so hard."
The black panther lay back reluctantly, his eyes full of disapproval.
Lance let out a "puchi" laugh. He rubbed the panther's head and said in a low voice while laughing, "I also felt that I was being stupid just now. I was not a good person. Pretending to be compassionate and kind is simply like a whore/ It’s as hypocritical as a woman saying she’s a virgin.”
The panther scratched Lance twice, obviously dissatisfied with his metaphor.
Lance dodged, and gradually put away his smile, revealing a trace of disappointment: "Sure enough, it's a long-standing habit that is hard to change. After experiencing the fate of being a good person, but still not being good, from now on...it won't happen. "
With a sigh, Lance tightened his arms and buried his head in the warm fur of the black panther: "Little leopard, don't move, hold me for a while, just for a while..."
Just when Lance was seeking comfort from the Black Panther, Evan, the holy knight of light in the capital, and Claude, the deputy head, led a team of holy knights to rush into the underground white rose store. Imagine that although the blood orcs stopped attacking humans, he released all the creatures imprisoned in cages and magic circles, and all kinds of alien creatures who had regained their freedom rushed to the fleeing crowd angrily, and began to fight again. A round of massacres, the blood was like a burst water pipe, spilling all over the ground, the strong smell of blood in the air and the fragments of human flesh all over the place made the stomachs of several paladins who rushed into the store twitch, almost Spit out everything you eat.
Evan picked up a few flaming demon wolves that tortured and killed humans casually. His blue eyes were as sharp as a knife out of its sheath. He swept around and settled in the far corner, watching indifferently what happened in the hall. On the orc.
The rapier was wrapped in a layer of faint golden light, and Evan strode forward, his surging fighting spirit exuding an astonishing aura, and his eyes were burning with fierce fighting intent.
Feeling his killing intent, the blood orc met his gaze forcefully, tightened his body, bent down slowly, and let out a low growl from his throat.
Evan's footsteps became faster and faster, his whole body turned into an afterimage, and he quickly approached the ready-to-go blood orc, but a person was faster than him, a gust of wind passed by, and Claude suddenly stood in front of him. The sword stabbed straight at the blood orc, fighting with the opponent into a ball.
"Evan, go support Alan, he is entangled by a few violent brown bears! I will solve it here!"
Evan paused slightly, looked back at his subordinate Alan who was a little embarrassed not far away, and nodded towards Claude.
"I leave it to you, be careful!"
When the blood orc saw Evan leaving, he roared and was about to rush forward, but was firmly blocked by Claude.
Looking at the blood orc who looked angry and full of fighting spirit, Claude smiled slightly, dodged his attack, quickly passed Lance's token in front of his eyes, and lowered his voice.
"Idiot, you have no chance of winning against Evan. Now, move to the far right corner with me, and someone will come to pick you up."
The blood orc's movements paused slightly, thoughts flashed across his eyes, and then he nodded his head undetectably, pretending to be fighting fiercely with Claude, and the two slowly moved towards the corner.
The dark atmosphere in the corner is gradually gathering, and Alice and Derek are coming.
When Claude and the blood orcs reached the corner, a door appeared faintly on the wall. Just as Claude breathed a sigh of relief, Evan's voice suddenly came from not far away.
"How about it! I'm back! Wait, what is that thing on the wall, Claude, stay away!"
Claude's expression froze, and from the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Evan who drew his sword and rushed towards the blood orc. Looking at the portal that was about to take shape, he gritted his teeth and roared at the blood orc: "Quick! Attack me!"
The blood orc punched Claude's chest without hesitation.
Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Claude's body flew backwards, and Evan jumped up to catch him. The huge momentum made him take a few steps back. In just a few seconds, the teleportation The door opened suddenly, and Derek leaned out half of his body, grabbed the blood orc, and dragged him into the transmission tunnel.
Alice pointed her head towards the holy knight of light and showed a provocative smile, reached out and closed the door, and the wall quickly returned to its original state.
"damn it!"
Evan slammed his fist on the pillar with an annoyed and angry expression.
Leaning against the wall, Claude swallowed the blood in his mouth and opened the spiritual link with his master.
"Master Arnold, the mission has been successfully completed."
The dark elf's indifferent voice came from his mind: "Good job, Claude."
Claude evoked a smile, his eyes darkened, and he fainted completely.
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When Lance stood by the magic pool in a daze at a pool of half-purple solution, Alice and Derek walked in with the blood orcs.
Lance turned around, looked gently at the tall orc covered in blood, and opened his arms with a smile.
"Welcome back."
The blood orc looked at him silently, pursed his lips tightly, and strode forward fiercely. One meter away from him, he knelt on the ground, crawled down, and pressed his forehead to the cold ground.
A string of strange and rhythmic foreign languages gradually sounded, echoing throughout the room.
That is the highest oath of allegiance the blood orcs swear.
From beginning to end, Lance looked at the blood orc with a smile, without any expression.
When the hoarse syllable finally disappeared, Lance stepped forward, pinched the blood orc's chin, and raised his face.
Two lines of blood and tears ran across the blood orc's cheeks and dripped onto the floor.
Lance showed a satisfied look: "Since you have sworn your allegiance to me with your soul, then I have a license to keep all your feelings and memories. Next, walk into the magic pool, and you will be reborn."
The blood orc stood up without hesitation and stepped into the magic pool.
The purple liquid boiled violently and quickly submerged him. After a long time, when the boiling pool returned to calm again, the blood orc walked out of the magic pool, and his whole body seemed to be transformed, becoming deeper and more oppressive.
He respectfully knelt in front of Lance on one knee, his short silver hair covered his face, and he lowered his silver tail and ears docilely, expressing the highest respect.
Lance stroked his fluffy ears, and said softly: "Give you the name 'Simon', and may you restore the bloody orcs of Deknis to their former splendor."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"Hey, welcome to join us, Simon." Derek was in high spirits, looking at Lance with anticipation: "Can we have a welcome party to celebrate the newcomers, Your Majesty? To be honest, there are too few decent events in Deknis gone."
"Oh, if you wish, of course I won't stop..."
Before the last word could be uttered, the ground suddenly trembled violently. Lance was unsteady and almost fell to the ground. The rumbling sound came from a very far away place, and the subordinates looked around blankly, obviously completely indifferent to the sudden situation No brains.
After a long time, the vibration gradually weakened. Lance looked out through the window and found that the originally fiery red sky was covered by dark gray clouds at some point, and countless huge burning stones fell from the clouds. It fell and hit the land of Deknis, a huge cloud of smoke and dust rose up, and the enchantment covering the Temple of Demons emitted a faint black light under the impact of the stones, constantly flickering.
"What happened?" Lance frowned.
The door was slammed open, and the butler Kevin, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, walked in quickly. His face was pale, with bright red blood on the corner of his mouth, and he stopped in front of Lance, bowing deeply.
"Your Majesty, the bad news is that the time to throw the soul of the holy knight of light into the magic pool has been shortened to two years."
"what?"
Lance looked at Kevin in astonishment, his eyes widened in disbelief.
"Ah, what a beautiful scene." Derek rubbed his forehead with his hands, and said gorgeously: "I'm almost intoxicated by it."
Alice smiled coquettishly and closed the fan, pointing to the corner of the screen: "Look who is that, Mrs. Shien! I couldn't believe my eyes, where did her always domineering signature expression go? Oh! I really do I want to draw her expression at this moment and paste it all over the streets and alleys of the capital!"
"Quiet."
A Nuo who was standing aside spoke indifferently, abruptly interrupting their sigh.
"Hey, Arnold, don't look like a dead person, don't you think it's wonderful?"
"I don't think His Majesty appreciates your noise."
Derek and Alice blinked, and looked at Lance who was sitting on the wide throne facing the screen at the same time. The expression of Lord Demon King was obviously not good at the moment. The appearance of being patient.
"Your Majesty, are you uncomfortable?"
Alice tentatively asked, but in exchange for a cold and icy look from the black panther lying at Lance's feet.
This time, no one dared to speak.
After a while, Lance opened his eyes. His eyes showed obvious fatigue, and he stood up slowly.
"That's it. Remember to bring the blood orc back later. As for the White Rose store, it's useless. Open the gate to let the group of nobles leave, and all the dark creatures stationed there will be withdrawn to Deknis."
After speaking, Lance took a silent step, and the panther immediately stood up and followed closely.
Alice and Derek looked at each other.
"Oh, did I hear you wrong? Your Majesty wants to let go of those nobles? What's the need for those dirty guys to stay?"
"Your Majesty just suddenly felt sympathy? Am I dreaming?"
Arnold looked at the two colleagues with exaggerated expressions that the sky was about to collapse, with a calm expression: "I just received news from Claude that a noble from a store sent a distress signal to the church, and the Holy Knight of Light is leading a group of Paladins are coming to the rescue, they're almost here."
The blood prince and the necromancer shut up at the same time, glanced at each other, and jumped up.
"What? Arnold, you damn elf, why didn't you say it earlier! Your Majesty spent so much time cultivating that blood orc, if something goes wrong at the last moment—oh! It's unimaginable!"
"Puff, puff", Derek and Alice disappeared into the air at the same time, Arnold watched them leave, sighed softly, and connected with Claude.
"Hey, Claude, the blood orcs will be picked up by two idiots. Your task is to hold back the Holy Knight of Light."
---------------------------------------------------------------------
Lance returned to the spacious bedroom and slid on the soft carpet against the bedpost. The panther immediately came up, buried his head in his arms, and rubbed gently.
Laughing silently, Lance hugged the panther's head and rested his chin on it.
"Thanks, I feel better."
The panther tilted its head, sticking out its tongue and licking his cheek comfortingly.
Lance pressed his mouth, watched for a while, and suddenly showed a self-deprecating smile: "Hey, little leopard, do you think I did something stupid just now? My subordinates must be laughing at me behind my back. A sudden burst of compassion."
The panther let out a breath from its nose, bared its sharp teeth, turned around and stood up.
Lance quickly hugged him: "Hey, hey! Don't go, I'm just saying, don't lose the subordinates I have cultivated so hard."
The black panther lay back reluctantly, his eyes full of disapproval.
Lance let out a "puchi" laugh. He rubbed the panther's head and said in a low voice while laughing, "I also felt that I was being stupid just now. I was not a good person. Pretending to be compassionate and kind is simply like a whore/ It’s as hypocritical as a woman saying she’s a virgin.”
The panther scratched Lance twice, obviously dissatisfied with his metaphor.
Lance dodged, and gradually put away his smile, revealing a trace of disappointment: "Sure enough, it's a long-standing habit that is hard to change. After experiencing the fate of being a good person, but still not being good, from now on...it won't happen. "
With a sigh, Lance tightened his arms and buried his head in the warm fur of the black panther: "Little leopard, don't move, hold me for a while, just for a while..."
Just when Lance was seeking comfort from the Black Panther, Evan, the holy knight of light in the capital, and Claude, the deputy head, led a team of holy knights to rush into the underground white rose store. Imagine that although the blood orcs stopped attacking humans, he released all the creatures imprisoned in cages and magic circles, and all kinds of alien creatures who had regained their freedom rushed to the fleeing crowd angrily, and began to fight again. A round of massacres, the blood was like a burst water pipe, spilling all over the ground, the strong smell of blood in the air and the fragments of human flesh all over the place made the stomachs of several paladins who rushed into the store twitch, almost Spit out everything you eat.
Evan picked up a few flaming demon wolves that tortured and killed humans casually. His blue eyes were as sharp as a knife out of its sheath. He swept around and settled in the far corner, watching indifferently what happened in the hall. On the orc.
The rapier was wrapped in a layer of faint golden light, and Evan strode forward, his surging fighting spirit exuding an astonishing aura, and his eyes were burning with fierce fighting intent.
Feeling his killing intent, the blood orc met his gaze forcefully, tightened his body, bent down slowly, and let out a low growl from his throat.
Evan's footsteps became faster and faster, his whole body turned into an afterimage, and he quickly approached the ready-to-go blood orc, but a person was faster than him, a gust of wind passed by, and Claude suddenly stood in front of him. The sword stabbed straight at the blood orc, fighting with the opponent into a ball.
"Evan, go support Alan, he is entangled by a few violent brown bears! I will solve it here!"
Evan paused slightly, looked back at his subordinate Alan who was a little embarrassed not far away, and nodded towards Claude.
"I leave it to you, be careful!"
When the blood orc saw Evan leaving, he roared and was about to rush forward, but was firmly blocked by Claude.
Looking at the blood orc who looked angry and full of fighting spirit, Claude smiled slightly, dodged his attack, quickly passed Lance's token in front of his eyes, and lowered his voice.
"Idiot, you have no chance of winning against Evan. Now, move to the far right corner with me, and someone will come to pick you up."
The blood orc's movements paused slightly, thoughts flashed across his eyes, and then he nodded his head undetectably, pretending to be fighting fiercely with Claude, and the two slowly moved towards the corner.
The dark atmosphere in the corner is gradually gathering, and Alice and Derek are coming.
When Claude and the blood orcs reached the corner, a door appeared faintly on the wall. Just as Claude breathed a sigh of relief, Evan's voice suddenly came from not far away.
"How about it! I'm back! Wait, what is that thing on the wall, Claude, stay away!"
Claude's expression froze, and from the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Evan who drew his sword and rushed towards the blood orc. Looking at the portal that was about to take shape, he gritted his teeth and roared at the blood orc: "Quick! Attack me!"
The blood orc punched Claude's chest without hesitation.
Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Claude's body flew backwards, and Evan jumped up to catch him. The huge momentum made him take a few steps back. In just a few seconds, the teleportation The door opened suddenly, and Derek leaned out half of his body, grabbed the blood orc, and dragged him into the transmission tunnel.
Alice pointed her head towards the holy knight of light and showed a provocative smile, reached out and closed the door, and the wall quickly returned to its original state.
"damn it!"
Evan slammed his fist on the pillar with an annoyed and angry expression.
Leaning against the wall, Claude swallowed the blood in his mouth and opened the spiritual link with his master.
"Master Arnold, the mission has been successfully completed."
The dark elf's indifferent voice came from his mind: "Good job, Claude."
Claude evoked a smile, his eyes darkened, and he fainted completely.
-------------------------------------------------- ----------------
When Lance stood by the magic pool in a daze at a pool of half-purple solution, Alice and Derek walked in with the blood orcs.
Lance turned around, looked gently at the tall orc covered in blood, and opened his arms with a smile.
"Welcome back."
The blood orc looked at him silently, pursed his lips tightly, and strode forward fiercely. One meter away from him, he knelt on the ground, crawled down, and pressed his forehead to the cold ground.
A string of strange and rhythmic foreign languages gradually sounded, echoing throughout the room.
That is the highest oath of allegiance the blood orcs swear.
From beginning to end, Lance looked at the blood orc with a smile, without any expression.
When the hoarse syllable finally disappeared, Lance stepped forward, pinched the blood orc's chin, and raised his face.
Two lines of blood and tears ran across the blood orc's cheeks and dripped onto the floor.
Lance showed a satisfied look: "Since you have sworn your allegiance to me with your soul, then I have a license to keep all your feelings and memories. Next, walk into the magic pool, and you will be reborn."
The blood orc stood up without hesitation and stepped into the magic pool.
The purple liquid boiled violently and quickly submerged him. After a long time, when the boiling pool returned to calm again, the blood orc walked out of the magic pool, and his whole body seemed to be transformed, becoming deeper and more oppressive.
He respectfully knelt in front of Lance on one knee, his short silver hair covered his face, and he lowered his silver tail and ears docilely, expressing the highest respect.
Lance stroked his fluffy ears, and said softly: "Give you the name 'Simon', and may you restore the bloody orcs of Deknis to their former splendor."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"Hey, welcome to join us, Simon." Derek was in high spirits, looking at Lance with anticipation: "Can we have a welcome party to celebrate the newcomers, Your Majesty? To be honest, there are too few decent events in Deknis gone."
"Oh, if you wish, of course I won't stop..."
Before the last word could be uttered, the ground suddenly trembled violently. Lance was unsteady and almost fell to the ground. The rumbling sound came from a very far away place, and the subordinates looked around blankly, obviously completely indifferent to the sudden situation No brains.
After a long time, the vibration gradually weakened. Lance looked out through the window and found that the originally fiery red sky was covered by dark gray clouds at some point, and countless huge burning stones fell from the clouds. It fell and hit the land of Deknis, a huge cloud of smoke and dust rose up, and the enchantment covering the Temple of Demons emitted a faint black light under the impact of the stones, constantly flickering.
"What happened?" Lance frowned.
The door was slammed open, and the butler Kevin, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, walked in quickly. His face was pale, with bright red blood on the corner of his mouth, and he stopped in front of Lance, bowing deeply.
"Your Majesty, the bad news is that the time to throw the soul of the holy knight of light into the magic pool has been shortened to two years."
"what?"
Lance looked at Kevin in astonishment, his eyes widened in disbelief.
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