Orc Tyrant

Varus panicked boredly.

Finally passed the checkpoint on the first floor, then the third floor, the eighteenth floor, and finally the first floor dedicated to the mayor’s administrative office.

He was repeatedly subjected to strict security checks by guards wearing luxurious blue armor, and was also required to disarm. Varus understood that if he refused to give up his guns, he would definitely be blocked by the door, so he reluctantly Handed over the weapon, they even took his helmet-to "ensure safety", of course.

He was instructed to come to a small alcove, where he waited for the receptionist in the mayor's office.

This is the aisle space connecting the two large corridors. Dozens of other lovers and civil servants are already sitting here dull-eyed. Varus chose a seat on the other side of the aisle alcove.

Several hours have passed since then, and his whole body is exhausted to death.

On the other side of one of the large cloisters, there was a magnificent staircase facing the alcove, and Varus stared at the stairs boredly.

The strong guards block there to prevent anyone from going upstairs, and even those who are a little closer can not help retreating after seeing those guards.

At the top of the stairs are a pair of heavy double doors, and another group of guards, holding long rifles in their hands, stand on the spot with all their concentration, their faces full of gritty.

They must be as boring as themselves, Varus thought.

If it wasn't for the uniform he was wearing, he probably wouldn't even have the treatment of sitting here.

He is currently the guard of a certain baron in Taiyang. This baron is a relative of the mayor. He takes care of the business there and transfers the property there before Oak arrives. Of course, he will soon lose it. news.

It wasn't that he took away his belongings and ran away-he did have this plan, but he encountered a group of Oker predators halfway through.

If nothing else, the Baron and his family, including the guards, will be the decorations dragged behind the motorcycle.

Then a force intervened.

Until now, Varus couldn't believe it, "they" actually had such a plan.

When Taiyang City fell, he and his family hid in the cellar, hoping to escape the catastrophe, but the beasts with keen sense of smell still found them.

Originally he thought he was going to die.

But those big guys in gray iron armor appeared. There were seven or eight of them. Varus couldn't remember all the names, because they all sounded like some kind of grunt, he only remembered that guy.

That guy who can speak human language is called...Kundra Ka.

"You have to do something for us."

He said that at the time, the knife in his hand was no more than inches away from Varus's wife and daughter.

So he has no choice, even if he wants to be a traitor to humans, even if he was just a small clerk in the past, even if—

He has no choice!

Warming himself again in his mind, Varus took a deep breath and stopped thinking about things that were not helpful for the moment.

He must wait, because he is not the only one, at least one person is carrying the same fate as him, and the time is earlier.

Now he must wait until the person finds himself before he can put those things in.

With a click, Varus raised his head. He saw that the door opened briefly and a man walked out. The guards only glanced at him when the man lifted the corner of the red robe and walked downstairs quickly.

A priest thought so when Varus saw the Kaimon sacred talisman on his chest.

The man looked flustered, quickly walked to the bottom of the stairs and looked left and right frantically.

A man who Varus hadn’t noticed came forward to meet him. The priest began to talk to him without a word. The second man hissed at him. Varus recognized that he had left earlier. To the same room.

Varus immediately determined that he didn't like him. He seemed to be another arrogant and nosy aristocrat.

After the two men left in a hurry, Varus sighed, as if the person he was waiting for hadn't appeared yet.

"Va—Ruth?"

Suddenly, a voice rang behind him, and he immediately jumped up with a very vigilant heart, and held the dagger hidden at his waist with his hands.

This action immediately attracted the attention of most people in the room, and even the guards outside the door began to look inside.

But when they saw the person behind Varus, they immediately looked away, pretending to see nothing.

"take it easy."

The man patted Varus on the shoulder, and the spy immediately understood what he turned around.

The mayor’s close servant stood behind him with a smile on his face, his hands hidden in his sleeves, he seemed to be nearly thirty years old, his hair was neatly combed and oiled, and a gray gown made him look like Is a scholar.

"Varus?"

He asked again.

"Yes it is."

Varus nodded, but he was still not sure.

"The captain of Baron Sabra?"

"Yes it is."

"Then I didn't find the wrong person, come with me."

Varus hesitated for a moment, and then followed the opponent's footsteps.

The two passed through the corridor, walked through the passage, turned into a small remote door, and entered another quiet path.

This seems to be a secret passage. No one else can be seen at all, and no one knows where it leads. During this process, the man in front of Varus remained silent, and he maintained the highest alert.

Until the two came to a closed wooden door, the mayor's servant suddenly stopped and turned around.

"Who do you think has the biggest fist?"

At this moment, although it was unbelievable, Varus was sure that there was no doubt that he was the one he was waiting for.

"Of course... the greener the fist, the bigger the fist."

"well."

The servant took off the smile on his face, turned around blankly, and opened the wooden door with both hands.

"I have everything you need."

Inside is a warehouse, surrounded by piled sacks, and a dilapidated wooden table in the middle, with a map on it.

Varus stepped forward, took a look, and confirmed that this was a detailed map of Salt Lake City's sewer network, and the mayor's residence was also specially marked with a red dot.

"There is still an hour before the meeting ends. They will have another meeting tomorrow evening. Don't stay here for too long. Franky may see you later."

Having said this, the servant disappeared from the door. Varus thought for a while, then rolled the area and stuffed it into his arms.

Now he is going to another place, and put the map there within an hour, then someone should come to take it away, and his mission is complete.

As for what will happen in the future, he can't take care of it. He just wants to keep his family alive, nothing more.