Orc Tyrant

On the Night Veil, in a closed cabin, two wolverines were fighting fiercely on a fighting platform.

This is one of the many arenas in a wide fitness room, which is full of dummy, weights and training mats, and weapons are arranged on the walls.

Since the end of the sailing era, the sailors have stopped jumping training and fighting training. These fitness rooms are more of a place for recreation and even venting. The sailors are fighting on the boxing ring, and there are fierce spectators below. Is to make them rare in the long days of leaving Hong Kong

Pastime.

But with the rise of Oak, everything is changing.

Sailor knives, daggers, clubs and even spears are all placed in a conspicuous position. They have replaced the boxing gloves of the past and have become the daily life of sailors.

The sailors often ridicule that they are at the same level by Okla, so they are destined to be defeated by the rich experience of the opponent. This sounds quite pessimistic, but the officers know that even though they try to master the deck combat skills again, they are still the same. Can't really confront those monsters head-on.

More often, these trainings are just to remind them that the enemy has more dangerous methods of attack besides artillery shells.

It seems that even a simple training method means a duel for these wizards who are good at close fighting. With a rain of swords and swords, they seem to be dead.

Holding a huge decapitation sword, shirtless, wearing crimson training pants and black leather boots, their muscular bodies are covered with terrible scars and long jagged scars.

Roaring, they rested for a while, and then began to circle each other in this sunken cabin.

"It's terrible."

Soros sat in a seat at the back of the auditorium, overlooking the contest, commented.

"They are wolverines, combative warriors."

The deputy captain sat next to him and said softly:

"This is what they look like when they are angry, and if used properly, their anger will be a useful tool."

"Yes, but they are still wizards."

Soros replied, his expression very stern.

"I don't feel comfortable having them on board."

"I have to agree with the captain, sir."

The gunner who was standing next to Soros watching the show added.

This burly sailor is the largest among the crew, so it is not surprising that his huge body matches his status as a heavy weapon expert. Others besides him are also nearby, mixed with interest and fear. Watching this savage performance with eyesight.

The next words of the gunner catered to his captain's ideas.

"Do we absolutely need to bring them?"

He asked, looking back from watching the fight back to his captain.

"This is a matter for the navy. What does it matter to the wizards?"

"Zeduo, don't think so narrowly that we don't need their help."

The deputy captain corrected the burly sailor who had glanced at him.

"We are humans: all of us, even if we have differences, they paid a lot when faced with the huge threat of alien races. I have read the battlefield books about the battles of Aswan. They are very brave. If we To give up unity out of pride, this is the moment when the common destiny of mankind is torn apart."

When his deputy captain finished speaking, Gunner Zedo stared at the floor, ashamed of his selfish remarks.

"You may need to take a break, Zedo."

The deputy captain said, this is not a request.

Then the tall sailor stood up and left the gym.

"I agree with you, Stkellen, of course I agree with you."

Soros said as soon as Zedo left.

"But I still feel worried about the wizard appearing on the ship."

"It's not your first contact with them, are you?"

The deputy captain questioned and said:

"The sages in the Tower of Tides are also wizards, do you despise them so much too?"

"of course not."

Soros shook his head and replied:

"I have fought side by side with the sages of the Tower of Tides. I understand their courage and glory. They have their own spiritual way. Yes, but the difference is that they have a noble spirit. More wizards are just simple Indulging in witchcraft, they wield their power for the simple joy of it."

The deputy captain was silent, because this was indeed the truth.

"Didn't you discover that we are relying more and more on the power of witchcraft. In the past, they were just one of the cornerstones of the Republic, but now..."

"The situation is forced, we need their strength."

The deputy captain's words were unassuming, and Soros was of course aware of it, and he sighed.

"When all of us are increasingly inseparable from those supernatural forces, is it good or bad?"

"I don't want to hear more about this. You have forgotten your identity, Captain Soros."

Suddenly, a voice rang in the ears of the two of them, but they did not see the person making the sound, and Wei Jia could still hear the conversation between them in a place several floors away from them.

"I apologize, ma'am."

Soros replied after a shocked silence.

"I just want to say that I don't agree with the ways and behaviors of certain wizards."

Then, the captain turned around and continued to watch the battle.

The deputy captain followed his commander's gaze closely. He knew their commander very well. At this moment, he seemed to finally understand where the other party's worries came from.

"I don't agree."

Then he confessed in a low voice, watching one of the participants almost lost his arm due to a violent slash with his opponent's sword.

Vega is equipped with twenty wizards on the Night Veil, and apparently the Admiralty has made up its mind to make the most of them.

The Wizarding Association has also brought a large number of wizards. They will accompany the first fleet to attack and assist in all aspects of combat. Each large ship has a configuration.

"What is bothering you, sir?"

After a few minutes, their brief dispute was quickly forgotten, and Soros finally turned his back to the fighting wolverine, making sure he had seen enough.

"The message from Asmetro is pressing on my heart."

Soross admitted:

"Ok's mode of action is disturbing, I don't know what that means... They seem to have a leader who knows us very well."

"Sir!"

A voice intervened before the deputy captain responded. This is the first mate. He should be on deck.

The two officers turned to face him at the same time, seeing each other's faces sweating profusely. Obviously, there was a very urgent matter.

"Order from the flagship, the whole ship is ready, set sail in three hours!"

At the same time, a siren sounded higher than a while outside the cabin, and the warden's action began...