I, the retired legend, were forced to go ashore

Ada says it won't hurt because she has no conscience at all.

The leader also saw the orc kid, coughed a few times in embarrassment, and saw that the girl's face did not show the slightest bit of shame after being exposed, so he could only whisper: "Young lady has good eyesight..."

"It's okay, I can see this kind of wound at a glance." Ada glanced at her companions triumphantly.

See, as long as I'm not embarrassed, it's someone else who is embarrassed.

Shen Ying quietly moved her butt to the side, pretending not to know her friend, and chatted with Mu Ren.

"Cough, well, let's get back to business."

The leader felt that he had coughed more often than in the last month, so he hurriedly stopped chatting, for fear that his life would be shortened due to illness.

"I would like to ask Miss, do you have any channels to transport the oversized weapons used by the orcs to the extreme north?"

Oversized weapons are a general term for weapons that are one model larger than large weapons.

Generally speaking, the big swords and axes used by humans can only be regarded as one-handed weapons in the hands of orcs. This is not in line with the fighting habits of orcs. Only a large sword can satisfy them.

But this kind of equipment cannot pass the inspection of various checkpoints in the human world at all, and even procurement, manufacturing, smuggling, etc., are easy to be reported by people - providing weapons to orcs is basically an enemy of all human beings .

In short, although the profit of smuggling weapons is large, the risk is several times higher than that of smuggling daily necessities and food, so naturally no one dares to do it.

But this seemingly young lady, a magic master, was able to boast that she could deliver weapons to the orcs?

Could it be that she has some special relationship?

Ada laughed: "Haha, who knows, maybe there is?"

She didn't dare to make a real promise, and she hasn't written a word about this matter yet.

At the same time, I was thankful in my heart, thanks to the fact that I did not rush back to look for the Messiah, but actually investigated it first.

No, I got another little knowledge: the orcs need oversized weapons!

She had been planning to transport some equipment such as big swords and epees. If the first smuggling failed because of such a trivial matter, it would be a blow to the enthusiasm of the royal family.

"Well, I just don't know if your channel is appropriate or not," the leader reminded with a kind look on his face, "This thing is very risky, without a solid background, it is easy to be caught."

Ada chuckled: "Don't worry, I will be the only one to catch others, and others will never catch me."

There was a cold and imperceptible chill in her eyes.

Once the Extreme North Involvement Project is officially launched, these smugglers who sell food to the orcs must be completely eliminated!

Make sure that if the orcs want to eat enough, they must either attach themselves to the White Harbor royal family or rob other tribes.

The leader didn't know that he had lured wolves into the house, and the business was on the verge of ending. Hearing the girl's explanation, he just nodded casually and didn't explore too much.

In his opinion, this kind of arms smuggling business is really difficult to do, and if you participate rashly, it is easy to get yourself involved.

It's better to wait for these people to really manage the channels, and then try to get a share of the pie.

At the same time, he was also very puzzled when he saw the orc's tall body sitting at the end of the fire pit, shy and unwilling to raise his head.

How can a mixed race have anything to do with humans?

"Okay, be quiet!"

The old orc's voice sounded on a small platform in the longhouse, where a row of wooden tables and chairs were placed, showing the special identity of the person sitting here.

However, there is only one old orc sitting here for the time being.

"Everyone be quiet!"

After the old orc emphasized again, the tumultuous atmosphere in the longhouse gradually became silent, and everyone looked up at the old chief who guided everyone with wisdom.

The old orc raised the bone cup as a signal, and the female orcs holding the jars immediately poured the milky white liquid with a slight fishy smell into the clay bowls in front of everyone.

Then the orcs who were seated took their bowls and stood up one after another, and Ada and others also stood up.

"Follow me." The smuggling leader whispered to several people.

The old orc yelled a bunch of words that everyone couldn't understand, and finally pointed at the group of guests.

The old orcs in the audience also looked at them.

Deep Shadow was a little worried.This is a matter of racial etiquette, but she has traveled the continent and doesn't know any information about orcs.

But the boss had a plan in his mind, and poured part of the bowl of white liquid on the firewood burning in the fire pit, and the flames sprang up all of a sudden, and by the light of the fire, he drank the remaining liquid in one gulp.

The other smugglers also followed suit.

Deep Shadow was hesitant to drink it. Ada leaned over and comforted him kindly: "I know a liquid similar to this, and there are countless tadpoles in it~"

Tadpole?Uh... The elf's face instantly changed color.

Ada, who had bullied her lover, was as satisfied as if she had completed another important task, and drank the remaining liquid in her bowl in one gulp.

How could the orcs, who already paid great attention to details, provide them with bad things?

What's more, didn't the slave traders who knew the situation here also drank it?

"Don't worry, it's just sour wine made from milk and some reeds." The leader quickly explained.

Shen Ying turned his head to look, and found that Mu Ren was sipping and smacking his mouth at the same time, with endless aftertaste.

Knowing that she had been fooled by her friend again, she drank the milk wine angrily, and then glared viciously at Ada, who thought she had succeeded in a trick, and had a playful smile on her face.

Just wait, I have to pump milk for you tonight!

So Ada's treachery really succeeded, and she laughed even more cheerfully.

The old orc on the pedestal saw that the guests drank the wine brewed by his own tribe, smiled all over his face, raised his hands and yelled something, and then the rest of the orcs also yelled.

Then the group toasted and drank freely, the voices of the people re-emerged, and the banquet officially began.

Chapter 293. Orc Customs

Orc banquets are hot, rough, and savage.

Milk wine is a precious product here, and the supply is limited, only the first bowl, but this does not prevent the orcs from eating it, running from fire pit to fire pit, picking off other people's baked food with bone knives to taste, laughing, and even rushing to eat it. Da here pointing.

Occasionally, when two people talked about the intimate place, they met to fight with bare hands under the totem outside the longhouse, and soon came back with bruises and swollen faces, shoulders shoulders and backs, and continued to eat meat.

"Well, it's not cold in here."

Ada had already taken off her padded jacket and was nibbling on the sourdough bread she was carrying.

I thought that the longhouse's four-sided ventilated structure would make this meal uncomfortable, but because of the burning fire pit and the gathering of blood-boiling orcs, the temperature was unexpectedly high.

Occasionally, a cold wind carrying a little snowflakes blows on the face through the gap, which feels very refreshing.

"It's not cold. I have participated in many tribal banquets, and their customs are almost the same."

The smuggling leader cut off a small piece of bloodhound meat with the dagger he carried with him and stuffed it into his mouth. After being briefly amazed by the beautiful figure of the girl under the padded clothes, he pointed to the bloody hound that had been roasted and asked Said: "Aren't you going to eat?"

"Forget it, dog meat is something I still..."

Ada reluctantly shook her head, showing full resistance.

And the few strips of marinated meat that Shenying grilled by the fire pit tasted pretty good too.

"That's really a pity, the bloodhound meat is very tough and chewy." The leader said, and cut off a large piece of meat, stuck it with a dagger, and slowly grilled it in front of him.

The blood on the meat mixed with fat dripped on the firewood, and white smoke came out.

Ada also happily took a bite of the bacon baked by her lover, thinking that this is the best delicacy in the world.

She suddenly asked curiously: "By the way, those orcs have been pointing at us, what do they mean?"

It is better to inquire about some strange customs in advance, so as not to be caught off guard later.

The leader nodded casually: "Oh, it's nothing, just according to the custom, you will fight with the orcs with bare hands a few times later, which symbolizes that the host and the guest have already fought together."

"Eh? Are we going to fight them? Can't use weapons yet?" Ada looked down at her slim figure except for a certain place, and at the tall and mighty ones with thicker arms than her own. The orcs, do you think those orcs are too shameless?

"Well, only after going through this, the orcs will think you are their own people, and the old chief over there can discuss business matters with you."

The leader pointed to the old orc on the pedestal who was tasting wine alone, and continued: "I also came here like this back then."

The old orc seemed to sense Ada's gaze, and nodded to her with a smile.

"Can you stop fighting?" Deep Shadow really disliked fighting with these muscular orcs.

"Unfortunately, haha, you can't. If you don't fight, you will be considered as despising them and you will be kicked out."

The leader spread his hands, smiled for a while, and then said in relief: "But don't worry, it's not your turn to fight, just let that half-orc fight."

chop chop?The second girl turned her head to look at the half-orc who was eating with a mouth full of oil.

The half-orc raised his head and looked at them in astonishment when he heard the topic suddenly turn to himself.

"No, it's not good, Chop Chop is only eight years old..." There was a voice from next to him: "I mean, shouldn't a child help us get ahead?"

Golden Eyes shook his palm, and at the same time comforted the orc with his eyes.

The scene became silent for a while.

Then the girl shouted in astonishment: "Wait for me! Is this fucking eight years old!?"

She couldn't believe it when she looked at the big green fat mound that was several heads taller than herself.

"Ah, doesn't it look like it?" Golden Eyes raised his eyebrows, and gestured with his hands: "Back then when my eldest sister and I picked him up, he was only this old, and it's been eight years..."

The half-elf sighed all over his face.

Ogres grow faster than humans, that's normal.

Ada was in astonishment, hiding a trace of admiration.

Eight years ago, Stonetalon Mountain hadn't even been built at that time, right?

How noble it must be for two precarious hybrids to raise a baby ogre.

The baby ate a lot more than either of them.

No wonder when Mu Ren was besieged on the mountain before, when he heard the news that Chop Chop had been captured, he immediately lost his mind and rushed out. Did she treat this ogre as her own child?

If the same thing happened to Triss, she would do the same.

However, thinking of this, Ada suddenly realized that someone had disappeared, and hurriedly asked, "Where is the curtain blade?"

"it's here……"

Golden Eyes turned sideways with some shame, revealing the lioness who was holding his arm firmly behind him, drooling while sleeping.

"Eldest sister's drinking capacity...this..."

He explained awkwardly.

"Hahahaha, the lion man who pours out his mouth, it's so interesting," Ada slapped her thigh and laughed wildly: "She met me a few years ago, and now she is probably a drunkard, hahaha er——"

The girl's laughter stopped suddenly, followed by a silence.

"In this way, aren't the three of us the only ones who can go up to the challenge?" Deep Shadow reminded weakly.

Goldeneye is determined to show his manliness.

He lifted the curtain blade on his arm to prevent her from falling into the fire pit, and then volunteered: "I'll go later, how can you two ladies—"

"you?"

Before he could finish his sentence, Ada interrupted him.

The girl looked at the half-elf who was as skinny as the real elves, and said contemptuously: "Bare-handed, fighting with orcs, just rely on you, like a little chicken? Huh, I can hold you with one hand. "

After finishing speaking, he still didn't forget to cast a sideways glance at the half-elf: "Oh, Le Se."

"Hey! Who do you look down on!" Golden Eye was angry.

No matter what, I have intermediate strength, right?

"I don't necessarily lose if I go up, unlike you, you... hmph!"

He only said the beginning of the sentence, and then swallowed the rest.

The half-elf wanted to ridicule that the girl was just a weak little girl, but after thinking about how she defeated the lion-man earlier, she decided not to talk too much.

But let alone, after swallowing this grievance, it really isn't as annoying as before.

The leader who was watching the play came over to say peace: "Hey, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose, the important thing is to dare to go up and fight, and you can't let the water go."

"No, no, if you can win, it's better to win." Ada glanced at Mu Ren who was drunk and asleep: "We have other plans."

She also has to help the lioness complete the ultimate involution plan of the Stonetalon Slave Pit.