blood contract

During this period, the lives of the half-demon beasts in West City were deeply imprinted in their hearts. While they were envious and yearning, hatred also existed.

"Chief, I don't agree."

"I don't agree either."

"me too."

……

More than half of the dozen orcs expressed their disagreement, while the rest remained silent.

Those who are silent are ambiguous and contradictory. Although there is hatred in their hearts, they think more about the younger members of the clan. If things go on like this, it will be detrimental to the growth of the younger members of the clan, and there is no talk of development and growth.

After a while,

One of them slowly loosened his clenched fists and raised his hand, "I...agree with the leader's decision."

"Ilich, do you know what you are talking about? Are you being fed ecstasy by Senecabu and the others?" shouted a single-horse half-demon orc.

Before anyone else could say anything, three more half-demon orcs raised their hands in agreement.

"You...have you forgotten the pain that humans and monster beasts have brought to us?"

"How could I forget!" Irich roared through gritted teeth, clenching his fists secretly.

Thinking back to the past, his face became a little ferocious and distorted.

"Then why did you..."

"Hey!"

Irich smiled sadly and slowly released his fists, "It doesn't matter what happens to us, whether we die like wild dogs, but we have to think about the younger generation of our clan... There are many talented people among them, but it's a pity that they lack resources. But it has been impossible to break through..."

Having said this, he paused and saw a look of reluctance similar to his own on everyone's faces, and then said: "The leader's choice is just for the future of the Red Beast Tide. Although the human race is not trustworthy, this guy Ushiro seems to be still If we can cooperate, why don't we use his financial resources and influence to strengthen ourselves."

Everyone looked at each other, lowered their heads and started talking among themselves.

"...Illich, what you said makes sense. If you don't do it for us old guys, it's worth enduring the humiliation for the younger members of our clan."

"But that doesn't mean our leader has been that guy's follower in vain..."

"That's right. No matter what happens, we must be treated as equals."

……

Everyone began to talk about it.

Yue Yin on the side sighed softly, there is nothing wrong with the eight characters, what is the use of arguing about it now!

In the discussion among the half-demon orcs, the few half-demon orcs who objected at the beginning gradually became more relaxed.

Suddenly, a half-demon orc said: "What is the use of our agreement? It cannot represent the decision of the majority of the Red Beast Tide..."

He paused and said worriedly: "What if, if something happens, wouldn't it be worth the loss? That's not the original intention of being together."

That's true. Isn't it that the half-demon beasts of the Red Beast Tide gather together and work hard to live a free and beautiful life without slavery! However, there are still many half-demon orcs in the tribe who harbor deep hostility and hatred towards the human race.

Everyone fell into silence again.

If this matter is indeed not resolved, everything you say will be in vain.

At this time, Xia Xiayan said: "I am here today just to prepare everyone mentally. No matter what you think, I will give everyone an explanation.

When the time comes, those who are willing to follow me will follow me, and those who are unwilling to follow, I will never force others to do so. "

After saying that, he glanced at Yue Yin beside him and stepped outside the house.

Now there's only one last thing left.

For Xia Xiayan, Lingling is a bit unpredictable. Her pure and translucent eyes, like bright mirrors, sometimes seemed deep and mysterious, as if they were hiding endless secrets and unknowns.

She was inevitably worried about how she would treat the red beast tide if they were handed over to her. After all, there are many people with bounties on them. If they are handed over to the human race or the monster beast race, they can get a large bounty.

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"Haah, haah..."

A torrent of training sounds echoed in the teaching field, and a chilling air gathered in the sky.

The sergeants were wearing armor and holding weapons, and they were training uniformly on the training ground, sweating like rain.

Lingling was leisurely crossing his legs, drinking tea while testing the strength of the soldiers. Looking at the soldiers and generals who showed strong physical fitness, they couldn't help but nod with satisfaction. Compared with the previous combat power, the progress can be said to be several levels higher.

"Is that person the master of the Yuling Sect?" A tall, square-faced, stout man asked his fellow soldiers.

"Yes. Our chief instructor." While replying, the fellow soldier took a deep look at this person.

"Oh, is he very powerful?" The square-faced man said with contempt and disdain.

He felt like he could kill a pretty boy with a second-level cultivation level with just one slap. I'm afraid that getting this position is also through family connections, right? He has seen this kind of thing a lot.

The fellow soldier looked at his unconvinced expression and asked with a sneer: "You're new here, right?"

"Yes, I entered the camp yesterday." The man with the square face did not sense the true meaning of his smile.

"Oh, no wonder," the fellow soldier nodded. Most people had this expression when they saw Yu Shilang, and he understood.

"What's your name?"

"Fang Xiao."

For a moment, the soldier thought of something, with a hint of joking in his eyes, and asked: "Do you want to challenge the big man next to him?"

"Well!" The square-faced man looked at Lu Shi next to Ushiro, narrowed his eyes and said, "Can you challenge the little... ahem, chief instructor?"

I almost called him a pretty boy.

"Hey, you're so brave." The soldier was surprised and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth and give a thumbs up.

Then he raised his hand without hesitation and said loudly: "Report."

"Say" Lu Shi's domineering and majestic voice sounded in the teaching field.

"This person wants to challenge the head coach."

As soon as these words came out, everyone became interested and looked at the tall man with a square face. Sympathy and pity could not help but appear in their eyes.

Fang Xiao was a little panicked, but recovered in an instant. He straightened his body and said, "Yes."

Lu Shiyi was not happy to hear this, and rubbed his big hands on his chest, "Boy, you are so brave. You will have to beat me before you win."

The usual way to deal with this kind of thing is to have thirty military sticks waiting on you.

But today, for some reason, Lingling became interested.

"Slow down. Lu Shi, let me do it." He said, putting down the tea cup in his hand.

She wanted to test how far her physical body's resistance ability had reached by practicing the puffing cloud breathing method.

Everyone was shocked and surprised, their faces flashed with excitement, now they were in for a good show. There was a commotion all of a sudden, and everyone was as excited as if they were getting married.

The voice transmission began to shout: "The bet has been placed, the bet has been placed, the hand is too slow."

"I'll do it, I'll do it. I'll bet the head coach to win, five hundred spirit crystals."

"I also bet on the head coach to win, three hundred spirit crystals."

"Me too, three hundred spirit crystals."

"..."

One by one, they generously spent their monthly salary to place bets.

"No one bets on that guy to win?"

The soldiers shook their heads and looked at the person opening the deal as if to say: Do you think I look like a fool?

"Tch, I'm betting on the head coach to win this game."

"Then let's bet on how long this kid can last under the head coach?"

"to make."

"I bet three breaths."

"I'll bet one breath."

"A quarter of an hour."

"Two quarters of an hour."

Everyone began to place bets.

The seemingly quiet and solemn teaching field was actually in a state of turmoil.