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Chapter 156 Father's Story (2)
After a piece was played, Kerke looked at the orc sitting on the ground with some trepidation. He didn't think much about it while playing it. It was only after the piece was over that he remembered that this piece was the one that determined his fate. Whether he could survive today , It depends on whether the orc is satisfied.

After waiting for a long time, the green-skinned orc didn't respond at all. He kept staring at Kerke with no expression on his face.

"Excuse me, are you satisfied with my performance?"

Really impatient to wait, Kerke mustered up the courage to ask in a low voice.

"Oh, I'm fascinated, your song is very nice, can you tell me its name?"

The green-skinned orc came to his senses, he stood up and asked Kerke.

"I don't know the name of this piece. I just heard people on the border often play this piece. I like it very much, so I learned it."

"I also like this song very much. Its sound is much better than the noisy drums of our orcs."

"I'm glad you like it, thank you!"

Hearing the orc's praise, Krk bowed excitedly, it's always nice to be appreciated.

"Okay, I am very satisfied with your song, I will fulfill my promise now, you can go."

The green-skinned orc waved his hand, indicating that Kerke could leave.

Can you really leave?Kerke couldn't believe the result. He met an orc, and after he finished playing a piece of music, he actually got his life back.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Kerke kept bowing to express his thanks. When he turned to leave, the voice of the green-skinned orc suddenly came.

"If it's possible, can you come here and play for me tomorrow?"

The words of the green-skinned orc made Kerke stunned for a moment, will he come tomorrow?Kerke's first reaction was that he would only agree to this request unless he was crazy. He managed to escape once. What if he came back tomorrow and lost his life?After all, he can't always please others.

"I have a very good friend. He is a guy who likes human music very much. I think he will be very happy if he has the opportunity to hear you play."

Kerke stood there, a little embarrassed, he didn't know how to answer, if he said it, he wouldn't have the courage to take such a big risk, if he didn't, he was afraid that he would annoy this orc on the spot, after all, he has not yet Leave, his life is still in the hands of the orc.

"I won't force you. If you don't want to, you can tell me directly. No matter what, the orcs will fulfill their promises."

"terribly sorry!"

Kerke bowed deeply to the green-skinned orc. He was not brave, he was afraid of death, and at the same time he didn't want to lie.

"I see, let's go, what a pity, such a nice song."

The green-skinned orc sighed and turned around.

Seeing the orc's disappointed back, Kerke couldn't bear it.

"If you and your friends don't kill me, I can come and play for you."

Impulsively, Kerke yelled out, and he regretted it as soon as he said the words. He didn't know which string he had made a mistake, and he would say something that didn't fit his character.

"If I kill you, I won't be able to hear such a beautiful song, cowardly boy."

The green-skinned orc stopped walking, didn't look back, and just waved his hand.

"I will wait for you here tomorrow, human boy, I fulfilled my promise, and I hope you can fulfill yours."

After the orc left, Krk felt like he was in a dream. His adventure today was too unreal. When Krk returned that night, he had insomnia. Although he promised the orc , but he still struggled for a long time on the issue of whether to go or not.

……

The next day, at the same place and at the same time, Kerke kept his promise and went to the place where he met the orc. There is also a werewolf.

"Hello, human."

This werewolf gave Kerke a strange feeling. He spoke fluent human language, and didn't have a strong accent like the green-skinned orc. If he closed his eyes, Kerke would never be able to guess that it was a werewolf.

"He taught me your language. Rogge is an anthropomorphic person. I think you should have a lot of words in common." The green-skinned orc introduced Rogge to Kerke.

"Humanity? Is there such a thing among the orcs?"

Kerke was very surprised in his heart. He reached out and held the hand extended by the werewolf. It seemed that he was indeed a human being, and he was so familiar with human etiquette.

"Hope we can be friends!"

friend?Hearing what Rogge said, Kerke was quite frightened. Can humans and orcs become friends?How is this possible!

"Don't be surprised. Humans and orcs are not natural enemies. Since hatred can be passed down from generation to generation, so can kindness."

Kerke had a hard time understanding what Rogge said. It was not okay to be friends with orcs. He could imagine the consequences of his doing so. He would be regarded as a traitor, go to a military court, be tied to the stake and accept everyone's punishment. cast aside.

Kerke glanced at Roque in embarrassment, but did not respond to his words.

Rogge didn't care either, he sat on the ground with the green orc.

"You can start your performance. I want to hear the piece you played yesterday."

"it is good!"

Kerke bowed to Rogge, then took out the flute pinned to his waist and played.

A piece of music was played quickly, but Rogge didn't seem to be enjoying himself.

"I will play other pieces, do you want to hear it?"

"No, if you can, can you play this piece again?"

"Blow it again?"

Kerke didn't expect the two orcs to have such a soft spot for this song.

"Yes, blow it again!"

"Ok."

Kerke continued to play the piece, and he didn't know how many times he played it, but he kept repeating it, and the two orcs kept listening with relish.

……

In the following days, this kind of performance in the forest became a common occurrence. Kerke did not expect that he would have such a connection with two orcs in the forest. At first it felt a little unbelievable, but after a long time, Kerke really enjoyed his time with them, they talked about everything, like real friends.

Kerke thought that the three of them would always get along so carefree...

Until one day, at the place where they met, only Roger was sitting there waiting for him.

……

The green-skinned orc died, on the battlefield, by the sword of a human soldier.

The war took his life and he never came.

(End of this chapter)