The villain lord: Both the player and the protagonist want to kill me Xi Wei Jinshi

After listening to the Beastmaster's speculation, all the orcs in the king's tent showed enlightenment on their faces. In fact, their friction with the Winter Empire has never stopped, but at that time the Winter Empire was still called the Cologne Empire.

Almost three or four months ago.

The Bloodfang Tribe was wiped out by a group of mysterious troops from Chenguang Town. The entire Bloodfang Legion had no survivors, not even the little orcs. Orc soldiers harassed the border fortress of Heihe Territory.

Before there was an order from the Beastmaster.

They will not launch a large-scale offensive.

But the human villages outside the border were basically destroyed, and the human beings in the villages were either killed or captured and used as slaves.

"So, this is revenge from the Winter Empire?"

Pelo's Dreadhammer scratched his chin.

"It may be revenge, or it may be just a kind of targeting... Come and show me the information on Winter City!" The Beastmaster waved his hand, and immediately two orc soldiers turned and left. After a while, they He came back with a pile of cowhide.

Orcs do not have the convenient recording tools that humans do.

There are no such things as parchment scrolls and parchment paper.

They do have sheepskin.

But they prefer to use shade-dried cowhide.

Kurkle took a breath, blowing away the dust on the cowhide, and then turned over the cowhide, where some information was recorded crookedly in orcish characters.

Due to the obvious physical characteristics of orcs, it is difficult for them to mix into human society, so most of this information comes from adventurers hunted on the border and the human caravans they plundered by orcs.

After watching for a while, Kurkle raised his head.

"The king of the Winter Empire is just a champion knight, nothing to be afraid of!" He said to the orcs around him: "So now we have to come up with a plan, whether to send soldiers to bring back the Tears of the Sea God, or to fight with An Dao After the cooperation of the Andor Empire, the whole country will attack the Winter Empire, and I think the king of Andorra will be happy to carve up this fertile land."

"Your Majesty, I am willing to take back the Tears of the Sea God!"

Pate the lion orc stood up.

He lost the sea god and the like, and now is the time to make up for it. Besides, isn't that human king also a champion knight?Pate didn't think he was weaker than a champion knight.

"You alone are not enough to execute the beheading plan on the Winter King, and you have to spend time to find out the whereabouts of the Sea God's Tears."

Kurkler shook his head, his eyes fell on Bart, and said: "Bart, you and Pater are equal in strength, you two should go together, this should be safe, but how do you mix into human society? It's a difficult problem to solve."

Bart opened his mouth.

He didn't really want to go at all.

Although Winter King is only a champion knight, he is a king after all, and he has an army. If they are discovered, they may be piled to death by the army.

Those defensive devices are no joke.

But now that the Beastmaster has made the decision for him, what else can he say?

"Your Majesty, this problem is very easy to solve." Layton smiled gracefully, and took out a potion bottle from the space ring, which contained some purple liquid medicine. He showed the potion to Kurkel and introduced: "This is The potion imported from Saint-Souvenir Lille can transform any creature into a human form and last for one day."

"Is it Su Wenlier, who is called the country of potions?" the Beastmaster asked.

"That's right, Your Majesty, you are really well-informed."

Layton complimented, and said: "However, it has a side effect, that is, every time a bottle is used, the user will lose a week of sexual desire, and this negative effect can be superimposed."

Bart and Pete were stunned when they heard the words.

Let's say they're going to stay in Winter Empire for a month.

Wouldn't that be thirty weeks of loss of libido.

That's been almost a year.

It's scary to think about not being able to lift it for a year!

"...this side effect is really... surprising..."

Kurkle smacked his mouth with a strange expression.

In the culture of the orcs, apart from the fact that big fists are the last word, there is also strong fertility, which is also the last word. A strong representative in that aspect can increase more high-quality population for the orcs, and of course it will be respected by other orcs. If you can't do that, you will definitely be ridiculed by other orcs.

but……

"We orcs don't fear the pain of losing our libido! Are you right, Pate, Bart?"

Pate was just about to say forget it.

But seeing the fierce eyes of the beast king, thinking about the second prince who had been castrated before, the polite refusal finally turned into a sentence, "Yes, Your Majesty!"

"What about you, Bart! What do you think?"

Kurkel turned around.

"Uh...Your Majesty, I think this matter can be discussed..." Bart was struggling for the last time.

One year can not open branches and leaves.

Might as well kill him.

Besides, what if they have been lurking in the Winter Empire for a longer time?

That's more than just a year.

"Oh? What to discuss?"

Kurkelepi smiled and said: "Do you want to continue to live as a male? I think the second prince must really hope that there are orcs who can empathize with him!"

Fuck empathy!

Bart thought viciously, he didn't want to be castrated.

"Your Majesty, I have figured it out. I will carry out the mission with Pate and bring back the Tears of the Sea God and the head of the King of Winter!"

"That's right, it's what my orc warrior should look like." Kurkler nodded in satisfaction, and he turned to ask Layton: "Friends from the Southern Continent, how much of this potion can you produce?"

Layton smiled slightly, raised his chin slightly, and said richly: "We have everything we need, and it's not a problem to arm a legion. Please don't doubt how many spare supplies a young master of a family will carry when he goes out."

The corners of Kurkler's eyes twitched.

so rich...

I really want to snatch this mage...

The plundering gene in his blood was stimulating Kurkel's brain.

But he knew there was no point in doing so.

Since the opponent dared to come in front of him, he had already prepared for various measures. Before knowing the opponent's hole cards, it would be very stupid to attack blindly.

"That's really great." Kurkle took a deep breath, and grinned at the corner of his mouth: "Bart, Pate, you go to your respective tribes to pick a hundred warriors to cooperate with your operation this time, friends from the Southern Continent Potions will be provided for you."

"I'll go with them."

Layton said again, "I also want to find that mysterious thief, peel off his soul, and let him know the price of teasing our Southern Continent mages."

For Layton's proposal.

Of course Kurkler would not refuse.

This mage can also better provide potions for the orc soldiers if he goes with him.

"I will pay for all the potions."

Kurkler promised so.

"I just need the friendship of the orcs." Layton smiled and shook his head, "But now, I want to replace me with us, that is, me and the family behind me."

Kurkler: "Deal!"

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