Heroic Spirit: I, Shinji, have tried my best.

"Huhuhu~"

This continent, dyed blood red by the flames of war, was bare because most of the plants were destroyed. The [elves] were exploited in the war, and their corpses turned into deadly [black ash, as if venting their anger...

At this moment, within a group of rocky peaks, several humanoid creatures with animal features were looking around vigilantly.

[Black and Gray] affected their sense of smell, but at least they still had strong eyesight, which allowed them to better spot enemies or avoid strong enemies...

“Sniff…”

"Hey, look over there...there's someone!"

A girl with wolf ears screamed, immediately attracting the attention of several other companions. Following the pair of green pupils, they gradually saw the figure walking out of the gray-white storm...

The man was wearing a black cloak and a skull mask on his face. Normally, this strange attire would make people alert.

However, after seeing the distinctive clothing, these orcs relaxed one by one, and even watched the other party slowly approaching with a teasing look.

"Those guys are here again..."

"You really don't give up!"

"…What a pathetic bunch of people. Perhaps their superiors didn't like them and deliberately abandoned them?"

"Hahahaha!"

"Da da da…"

The figure gradually approached, but the orcs' contemptuous words did not weaken at all, as if they were deliberately said in front of the other party.

One of the cat girls suddenly showed an enthusiastic attitude and came forward to greet them, which stunned several of their companions who were still saying bad things.

The furry ears, the wagging tail, and the warm smile on her face give her the first impression of a sweet little cat girl.

"Meow~"

"Da da…"

However, this harmless appearance was suddenly torn apart when the newcomer approached... The outstretched palm extended sharp claws, the gentle eyes turned into ferocious vertical pupils, and the sharp tiger fangs suddenly attacked the newcomer...

"Ouch!"

"..."

"..."

"Da da da…"

"Ah?"

The cat girl turned her head in confusion, her outstretched claws froze in mid-air, and a big question mark popped up on her head...

Because the other party didn't seem to be frightened by her sudden change of expression, but walked straight past as if he didn't see her.

"Eh? This shouldn't be the case? Why doesn't this trick work this time?"

The other companions also felt strange and stared at this [ghost] that seemed a little different.

"Ahem... wait a minute, you are the new one... that [Ghost], right? I warn you in advance, if you want to see our queen, you better lower your attitude, or you might end up like your predecessors... snap!"

A male orc stood in front of the masked man with a vicious look, and gestured at his neck exaggeratedly with his claws, as if he wanted to scare this cute [ghost] again.

The other party, who had been walking non-stop, finally stopped after hearing what he said.

The male orc, thinking that his intimidation was successful, looked at the cat girl with pride, then turned aside contentedly to make way.

After all, they were already familiar with this matter, and the other party did not pose any threat at all, so there was no need to search too much and they let him in directly.

The masked man tilted his head, glanced with the two black eyes on the mask, and then continued to walk inside.

This simple action did not attract much attention. Only the cat girl at the beginning noticed it. The strange thing was that when she met those dark eyes, she suddenly felt a palpitation.

…an illusion?

“Da…da…”

The footsteps faded away, and the guards outside returned to their posts again, as if what just happened was just a trivial episode...

In this group of stone peaks, people have built houses with wood. The overall style is Japanese. There are even some houses built between two stone peaks that don't even have stairs.

This is because the orcs can easily jump up with their jumping ability, or directly climb up with their claws. At the same time, the rugged and complex terrain is extremely beneficial to their flexible limbs. Once a battle occurs here, they can easily gain the advantage.

"Boom...boom..."

A pair of black boots that did not match the style of the environment stepped on the wooden floor. Although the sound was not loud, it still made a crisp sound.

With the orcs' hearing ability, they naturally heard this strange foreign noise.

As the masked man moved forward, many of the houses around him quietly opened a crack, and pairs of big, curious eyes and small ears that had not yet grown appeared from inside.

However, these little figures were immediately pulled away, and were replaced by pairs of eyes filled with teasing and mocking gazes...

"Da da da…"

The footsteps continued to an exquisite wooden door, and before anyone could knock on it, it was opened from the inside.

Looking around, there were many orcs sitting casually around, but the strange thing was that most of them were women... In addition, on the main seat at the top, sat a dignified and elegant female orc.

The big golden tail spread out in all directions, filling up the entire seat, and the female orc just propped up her head, sitting in her tail, quietly looking at the person coming...

"A new [Ghost]..."

"..."

Without answering, the masked man walked in, his muddy boots bringing dirt and a few snowflakes to the floor.

This action immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of several other orcs. They all frowned and bared their fangs at each other.

However, the queen-like orc on the seat seemed to be more rational. Not only did she not get angry over this little thing, but she took the initiative to change the subject:

"If your purpose is still to seek peace, then I still have the same request..."

"Snapped!"

A rolled-up scroll was thrown on the floor in front of the masked man, and then the strong female voice sounded again:

"…As long as you can get our fellow tribesmen to sign this and agree to join us, then I can cooperate with you on behalf of the [Werebeasts]."

Hearing this, the dark eyes on the skull mask raised their heads and looked at the female orc above. The female orc's attitude was significantly more relaxed than that of the other orcs. Apart from the arrogance that seemed to be inherent in her, there was nothing rude about her...

"..."

Still silent... This masked man has never spoken since he entered here. He slowly picked up the scroll on the ground and left without looking back.

The wooden door remained open, and everyone just watched the other person return in silence along the same path until they could no longer see each other...

“…Queen, that bastard was so rude, why didn’t you let us teach him a lesson? And why should we form an alliance with those guys who came from unknown sources?”

Behind the main seat, a little golden fox loli ran to the front angrily and expressed her dissatisfaction.

Of course, this may be the same idea that other people have.

Then the female orc sitting there slowly lowered her long legs, gently stroked her golden tail, and said softly:

"This is not a conflict... Although we beastmen have never had any internal strife, that is just a veneer of external threats. There are still many different characteristics within us that repel each other."

"Once the war eases, I'm afraid civil unrest or even division will occur immediately..."

"As for the other party who took the initiative to ask for peace, we don't have to agree, but we don't have to refuse either... After all, most of the radical factions that broke away are the main force of our beastmen. If the other party can really do something that even we find difficult to do, then it's okay to agree to them."

"On the contrary...even if we fail, it will have no impact on us."

“…So that’s how it is!”

"The Queen is wise!"

After some explanation, everyone finally understood the queen's good intentions and agreed with her.

However... this time, the nine-tailed fox girl who was the narrator became confused...

[Why do I feel like... this [ghost] seems a little different?]

She must have been worrying too much. After all, the other party's human identity had already been passed on from there. How big a thing could humans do?

……

"Da da da…"

The masked man left the rocky peaks again without saying a word, and slowly walked towards another gathering place of beastmen a few kilometers away. This time it was a cave...

There was no one guarding the entrance to the cave, so he walked in easily. He held the scroll in one hand under the black cloak... All he had to do next was get the other party to sign on it.

But what was different this time was that the other hand hidden under the cloak slowly placed on the hilt of the knife behind his waist...