Pirate: My villain's identity is exposed

Facing the surrounding Orc tribe warriors, Beidema wanted to let go of his singing voice for the first time, but Sherlock stopped him.

Sherlock looked at the gray-haired elder:

"You don't want your granddaughter to become a breeding machine, right?"

The elder and the forest girl were stunned for a moment at the same time.

How would he know?

The Mori girl and the elder did not declare their relationship in front of Sherlock and others.

They are indeed grandfather and grandson.

But this does not make the elders more tolerant to the forest girl. The law was enacted for the purpose of enforcement.

If he lets Mori Girl go, there will be more captains who fail to do their duty, and the tribe's race will not be able to continue.

"Mori girl, is that what you said?"

The elder immediately thought that his granddaughter had told Sherlock.

Mori shook her head.

"Drive these outsiders out!"

The high priest said angrily. The soldiers were about to take action, but were stopped by the instructor.

But Modo stretched out his strong arm and blocked the orc warrior's sharp knife.

"The Mori girl has the blood of a warrior. She is suitable to join the city defense department. Why not give her a chance and let her lead people to seize the dragon crystal."

The elder hesitated. Giving birth was extremely exhausting. Coupled with the special characteristics of half-orcs, a warrior would generally only have 1 or 2 offspring in his lifetime.

But women in the reproduction department are different. They spend their entire lives giving birth to offspring, which also results in them having no strength to fight.

The high priest was furious;

"But Modo, do you know what you are doing?"

"I know."

But Modo’s square face was extremely serious.

"I just think that if the beast god stops being angry and becomes gentler in temperament, it will be more powerful for our entire tribe."

The elder's eyes fell on the Mori girl.

Mori girl still buried her head and said nothing, as if she could accept any punishment.

This is what the elder hates about her most. She has been like this since she was a child. Obedience and rationality have occupied her brain, leaving her without any innocence or arrogance of her peers.

He never relied on the family's strength. If it were Lira, he should be trying every means to shirk responsibility at this moment.

"it is good."

The elder said, "I agree with the outsider's suggestion. After all, he actually has the ability to compete with the beast god. If we disagree, it may cause unnecessary conflicts."

He waved the staff in his hand, looked at the high priest beside him, and lowered his voice and said,

"It's time for the future of our orcs to be returned to our own hands. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"You don't know what you're doing!"

The high priest turned away angrily.

The status of the high priest is higher than that of the elders, but the elder's family has a vital position in the tribe and controls more than half of the tribe's army.

Coupled with the support of the instructors, even if the high priest objects, it will have no practical significance unless it passes the "court meeting".

All senior executives meet to make decisions.

"If you believe in the Beast God, I have to remind you that this is also the deal between the Beast God and me."

Shylock's voice reached the ears of the high priest leisurely. She was the only one who heard this voice. It was conveyed by Shylock through his mind.

Among the 500 laws that Sherlock has mastered, thought transmission belongs to the illusion type of laws.

He can easily block everyone and only communicate with one person.

The high priest was stunned and looked at Sherlock sideways, with a hint of fear in his cold eyes.

The high priest who originally planned to open the court meeting had to give up.

"Mori Girl, if you can complete the mission, you will not be allowed to go to the Reproduction Department. You and your team members will have a chance to reproduce freely, and then join the City Defense Department."

The elder said calmly, observing Mori Girl's expression at all times.

Mori Girl just nodded: "Yes."

The elder shook his head and said: "I will give you 20 people as supplements, but you must know that stealing dragon crystal is very dangerous, and the tribe will not send more people to participate."

"As ordered."

Mori's face remained calm, showing no joy, until the elder left.

Instructor Komodo patted Mori Girl on the shoulder.

"Have a night's rest, reorganize yourself, and set off again. The dragon's lair is not easy to break into."

Mori girl got up, nodded, and cast a grateful look at the instructor.

The instructor touched his square face, smiled and said to Sherlock and others: "Let's go, I will take you to rest."

Following Komodo, he walked out of the high-rise building and came to the wooden bungalows surrounding the ranch.

These bungalows are lined up next to each other and look like they are beginning to take shape.

Each house is 6 meters high. After all, an orc is 3 meters tall.

If the house is built too low, they can't even get through the door.

But Modo was not as serious as his face. On the contrary, he was a very talkative person with a very hot temper. All the students who greeted him along the way were inevitably scolded by him.

It's very similar to the scene where Sherlock was always yelled at by the instructor when he was learning to get a driver's license.

"Your name is Sherlock, right?"

But Modo asked.

"kindness."

Sherlock responded calmly.

"I didn't expect that you are so small that you can fight with the beast god. Whenever you have time, fight with me."

Ke Moduo said excitedly.

Hey, hey, can you not add the word "so short"?

Sherlock wiped the sweat from his forehead. He felt that his height of 2 meters was considered outstanding in his previous life. Unfortunately, in the pirate world, everyone who is 2 meters tall is a dwarf.

Forget it, this world is originally the world of dwarfs. Even if it is not the world of dwarfs, it will become so in the future.

Sherlock comforted himself.

"No time."

Sherlock replied indifferently, not giving the tall, square-faced man any face.

But Modo's bad temper came up immediately. He swung his fists and wanted to take the initiative to teach him a lesson, but was stopped by Mori Nu.

"Instructor, fighting the beast god, he was also injured."

"Ah, hahaha, that's it. You told me earlier. That's why you rejected me. It doesn't matter. Let's discuss it again after you recover from your injury."

But Modo smiled, and the smile lines on his face were like a blooming hibiscus flower, which was a sign of lack of collagen.

Pipithia knelt on Sherlock's shoulders.

"Are you really planning to let Mori and the others go to the dragon's lair?"

Sherlock nodded: "Yes, they live here, have been neighbors with the dragon clan for a long time, and often rob for cultivation resources. They should be more familiar with dragon crystal than me."

"Not to save people?"

Pipisia blinked suspiciously.

"Rescue?"

Sherlock shook his head, "Everyone just takes what they need. Mori Girl and the others are not willing to join the breeding department, but I need some bait."

"That's it."

Pipicia touched her chin, feeling that Sherlock's dark side was back again.

After Komodo's arrangement, Sherlock, Herring, Pipicia, Tihana, Beidema, Kom, and Roca all moved into spacious and simple bungalows.

Mori and others also live nearby.

This bungalow is actually the dormitory of this generation of adult half-orcs, so it is now vacant.

Next to the pasture is a wide open-air training ground.

Sherlock opened the window and could see the young half-orcs running on the training field. Their speed was far less than that of adult half-orcs, but compared to humans, they were fast enough.