Quickly wear something to save you

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"Sares, the Diya tribe has a bonfire feast at night." Tru opened the curtain and saw that Sares was kneeling on the bed with his back facing him, his big furry tail was shaking slowly, and he heard the sound The beast's ears trembled, and he hurriedly put something into the box. This box he had seen before was the treasure box where Sares put his personal valuables.

"Suspicion? What?"

"It's nothing, you can go at night." Sares's gray animal ears stood upright, but he locked the box and pushed it into the inner side of the bed as if nothing had happened, and then folded the quilt on top of it.

Tru stared straight at the box where the corners could no longer be seen: "..." Can you stop acting like you are defending some great treasure?It's not that I haven't seen the contents of that box, what's with this expression that if I poke my head to look, I'm going to eat me...

"What bonfire feast?" Sareth moved his position just to block Tru's sight, his pupils staring at Tru slowly tightened into a vertical line, his face was stern, but the big fluffy tail behind him Quietly cover the position of the treasure chest that has already been stacked with a layer of bedding, presenting a kind of guard and vigilance in a calm manner.

"Well... a pair of orcs from the Diya tribe formed a bond." Seeing his friend's aggressive beast appearance, Tru had no choice but to suppress his curiosity and forcibly peel his eyes away from that direction. , found a seat and sat down, poured a bowl of water from the kettle on the table and drank it, "Let's go together."

"I dont go."

"Aren't you going again? Are you my good brother? It's your intention to save them, and it's your intention to unify and form an alliance. In the end, if you don't want to take the position of the chief, let me sit. Now this kind of general affairs is all over. It's on my head...although there is a lot of wine, it's still a bit of a headache." Tru complained.

No one knows that most of what they did in the north was Sareth's idea. As good brothers, it must be obligatory to help him, although Tru's character prefers a free and vast jungle life, he can run around the world, chasing the wind wantonly The life he wants is what he wants, not living in one place for a long time, and most of what he does every day is to manage things in the tribe.He was not persecuted by the demihumans, and he didn't see the nobles' insidious means. At this time, Truu still retained his open and frank personality, and he was not so eager to fight for the top. Maybe it was making a fortune in tribal wars in the north and then reselling it for a small fortune, living a life of profligacy, and then moving to other places where there were conflicts to make money.

"I think you're actually enjoying it." Sares hooked his lips, with a smile in his eyes, went to the cabinet and took out a jar, opened the seal, lifted the jar, walked to Tru, and put the bowl in front of him. Leaning to the side, poured out the water in the bowl, then lifted the jar and poured the clear wine into it, "To my good brother, toast to the early stepping down of the nobleman of the Slaval family. After filling his own bowl, he casually touched the bowl in front of Tru and poured it into his mouth, and drank it clean after a few breaths.

"Come on, you are doing this again. I want fine wine and people. You have to go with me." Trudeau also grinned. Sares often used this trick, which aroused his heart The hidden unwillingness and ambition easily pushed him out to socialize.

"I don't like to join in the fun, you know." Sares showed a hint of helplessness.

"Go, you don't like to join in the fun and you are making such a big commotion in the north. Wouldn't it be better for us to go together? Don't tell me that you also want to trample those nobles under your feet. It's me, not you, who was kicked out by the person you love." About this In fact, Dian Truu really doesn’t understand. Since the trip to Songli, he feels that his good buddy has changed a little. He used to look like he didn’t care about anything. There is no place to be together, this time it is an unprecedented proposal to participate in the power dispute here.Say he fell in love with power, but he is not interested in the first characters in the tribe at all.He only signaled himself to do what he wanted on some important decisions.

"..." Sares paused with his hand raising the bowl, covered his eyes and slowly drank the wine before saying in a low voice, "If you want to get something, you need something to rely on,...you don't want Samir ."

When Tru heard the words, he withdrew his smile. He thought he had forgotten, but when he was mentioned, a shy and handsome face with a smile would appear in his mind.I was kicked out by the other party's family with disdain and contempt, not because he was just a wandering orc with nothing, and they didn't like him at all.It's just that recently I've suppressed this feeling of humiliation and powerlessness in my heart, and I don't want to contact noble demihumans anymore. "I need to argue, but what are you doing for?" He didn't believe that Sares was doing it for him.

"Me?...Probably, I don't think there will be that day." Sares sneered, "I believe... If you want something, you must have the strength to hold it in your hands, otherwise, you won't be able to grasp it , just let him come and go in your life and you can't do anything about it. It feels... well, damn it."

"..." Hearing the words, Tru always felt that Sares meant something, but he couldn't think of anything he didn't know, maybe it was something before meeting Sares?Seeing that Sares was drinking heavily but didn't intend to continue talking, he suppressed the doubts in his heart, and silently followed Sares to drink bowl after bowl, and then...he passed out drunk and was sent to After returning to his chief's residence, he was already on his way to the Diya tribe when he woke up, surrounded by subordinate orcs who went together, and there was no half figure of Sareth.

"Sarles!!!" With a low growl, Tru rubbed his face helplessly, and said bitterly, "I was put on by you again, and I will never listen to your nonsense next time." Trudeau, who has been with him for a long time, feels that Sares is definitely a black inner substance, and now he doesn't know whether the gloomy atmosphere at that time was real or Sares did it on purpose.

Whether Tru is willing or not, he can only go alone, who told him that he is now the chief of the alliance, and he is a must-have guest in the northern orc tribe.

The bond among the orcs is actually a kind of self-sale. Before the alien humans came to this planet, the orcs were divided into males and females. After the transformation, the orcs derived from them are all hermaphrodites. The combination of orcs and orcs, If one party has more androgen, there is a certain chance that the other party will give birth to the next generation, but they can only be orcs, and there is absolutely no possibility of giving birth to demihumans.

This way of reproduction is regarded as a primitive, outdated, and retrograde civilization in this world today, so very few orcs do this.Most orcs still take pride in combining with demihumans and aim to give birth to demihumans.

It's just that the ratio of demihumans to orcs is not coordinated, and even half of the orcs in a remote tribe may not get the chance to reproduce with demihumans in their lifetime.However, as orcs, the genes of the orc race account for a greater proportion. When the breeding season comes, they will always have physical turmoil, so this self-selling bond has continued, even in some tribes where demihumans are scarce. It has been advocated, which greatly relieves the physiological needs of orcs, and also relieves the pressure of reproduction.

This kind of bond is contemptible in central towns or large tribes, especially the nobles who ridiculed it.However, the orc tribes in the north where demihumans are scarce are still very common and blessed.On this day, there happened to be a pair of orcs in the Diya tribe who held this bonding bonfire for their union.

The bonfire will be divided into two parts, one part is a bonding ceremony held by two orcs, exchanging the teeth and bones of the strongest prey they hunted, then drinking the red spider wine mixed with the other party's blood (with aphrodisiac effect), and finally a duel, losing The other party must be female this night.This link is the most lively link in the first half of the bonfire meeting, and the second half is a blind date banquet in disguise.

Seeing the strong and sturdy orcs swinging their dark and shiny waists and hips, exposing their strong and bulging chest muscles, Toru drank his wine and wondered whether he should find someone to drag Sares over. The good brother is not young Yes, I'm afraid he'll be choked up.

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Big mouthfuls of meat and big bowls of wine... plus the brawny men dancing around the campfire wearing loincloths and showing their chest muscles... Sigh... Squeeze