God's family

In fact, Roger didn't think that only one orc could cause a devastating blow to the auction. After all, the orc had been injured, and the Thieves Guild was not a good character, so this auction would definitely have strict rules. Garrison system.It's a pity that he obviously underestimated the lethality of the berserk orcs, which made the situation exceed the original expectation.

Roger and the others, who stopped for a moment before leaving the house, saw bloodstains and corpses all the way as soon as they stepped out of the house.The rusty smell of blood permeated the entire corridor. The gorgeous wallpaper pasted on both sides of the corridor was stained with puddles of blood. Distorted corpses were piled up here and there, among them were the wounded who wailed in agony and were dying. The earth screamed for help, and in the distance came the wailing and screaming full of fear, like hell.

Roger's throat choked up, and he couldn't help but want to vomit. It was the first time he saw such a scene, he couldn't help taking a step back, and he didn't recover until he leaned against the warm body of Lacente behind him and was supported by him. Come on.

"The orc... is such a terrifying character?" Roger murmured, patted his forehead in shock, and finally began to regret, annoyed that he had released such a fierce beast.

Although the jewels that are regarded as life have been stolen, and he has become impoverished from a wealthy man in the future, Roger and the Thieves Guild do not have any bloody hatred, let alone the nobles who participated in the auction. It has caused such serious consequences, which is beyond Roger's expectation.

After all, Roger was still a human race, and the people who were killed were also human races, but the wounded were alien orcs. Roger felt that he probably did something wrong.

"The berserker is a creature that even the elves need to shy away from. It can be said that the orc is uniquely gifted in melee combat. Once it is close, the consequences will be serious." Different from the shock and empathy of Roger and Leon, Theodore, who is an elf, seemed much calmer. His blue eyes were full of deep thought and scrutiny, and he calmly thought about the reasons for this result, "Is this an underground or an indoor corridor? The area is narrow. , it is obviously not suitable for the beatings that humans are used to beating orcs, and two or three human warriors face-to-face with berserk orcs, obviously there is no chance of winning - what should we do next?"

"What should I do?! Of course it is to stop it! Even if our purpose is to disrupt this auction and lead the city lord Ain to appear, I can't just sit back and watch humans being slaughtered by orcs!" Leon gritted his teeth, gave Roger a reproachful look, pulled out the The sword chased after the blood.

Seeing Lacente and Theodore turn their gazes to him, Roger rubbed the space between his brows, sighed, and followed, "This time I didn't think carefully... It's the first time I really saw an orc, and I didn't Thinking that it would cause such serious consequences..."

"It's just what they did to themselves." Theodore's tone was flat, mixed with some dissatisfaction and sarcasm, obviously not looking down on the things humans did to the orcs, "They captured the orcs, and then made them bruised and bruised Resentment, when he was dying, he was reluctant to die, dragged out to you as a test product, in the final analysis, the culprit is also human beings."

"Shut up! This is a human thing, it's not up to you, an elf, to preach here!" Leon turned his head angrily, and growled. Obviously, he grew up in a knight family and has a full sense of self-esteem and honor. It is completely unacceptable for humans to be reprimanded by aliens in such a tone.

"I'm just stating the facts. Is it a characteristic of the human race to face the facts but still love face and would rather die than admit mistakes?" Theodore raised his exquisite chin slightly, adding a little bit of bluntness in his tone.Even though they seemed easy to get along with at ordinary times, the pride of the elves, especially the elves royal family, was at this moment. Theodore could not allow Leon to speak to him in such a tone.

"Okay, let's take a step back for now. I made a mistake this time. The most important thing now is to make up for it, not debate who is right and who is wrong!" Roger interjected with a headache, interrupting the relationship between the two. During the debate between them, on the way, they swept across a dying human warrior whose HP value had dropped to a critical point in the corridor, and threw a healing spell while walking past him.

Lacente has been by Roger's side all the time, and he didn't express any personal opinions. Roger took the time to glance at him, a little worried whether he would be dissatisfied with his ill-considered actions just now, but found that the other party still had a normal expression. It can no longer be normal, it seems that what happened has nothing to do with him.

Roger withdrew his gaze in some confusion, and suddenly felt that all this was not as touching to Theodore, a foreigner, as far as Lacent was concerned—at any rate, he is also the prince of this country and the human royal family, isn't he?

Shaking off the weird feeling in his heart, Roger finally saw the orc after turning the corner of the corridor.

The orc with silver-gray fur seemed to be completely blinded by murder, and even forcibly tore apart the arm of a human warrior.In front of him, more than a dozen human warriors retreated steadily, completely frightened by the orcs who had no reason at all, and the corridor was narrow, there was no way for them to display their skills, and they even dragged each other and stepped on each other. .

Obviously, this group of human warriors were not only guards belonging to the Thieves Guild, but some of them were guards brought by the nobles from the clothing point of view. Even these people were dispatched, and it was obvious that the situation had reached the point where it was difficult to deal with it.

Lifting his staff, he wrapped the orc with a wooden spell, temporarily restraining his movements. Roger glanced at the several human warriors who were confronting the orc, and found that their strength was completely unable to compete with the orc, so he called out immediately. Shout out and tell them to move away.

The bound orc not only did not calm down, but became even more manic. The golden animal pupils turned towards Roger's direction, and saw the young mage holding up the staff, but he no longer had the concept of being merciful. Turned back to him.

"Huh? It doesn't feel so good..." The orc's murderous aura made Roger swallow. When he saw the orc abandoning his previous target and struggling to get rid of the entanglement of the vines and rushing towards him, Roger's His movements stiffened for a moment, and the smile on his face was slightly bitter.

"The inherent skills of mages and priests are to attract hatred. Opponents with a bit of IQ know that in a team, you must kill the priest first, and then kill the powerful but weak mage. You occupy both positions. If you don't kill you, you can kill it." Who?" Leon taunted, but went forward first, raised his long sword to block the sharp claws of the orc, and at the same time, Theodore, who stopped beside Roger, also bent his bow and set an arrow, aiming directly at the orc's One of the weaknesses, the eyes.

"...Although it is my goal to disrupt the auction, I always feel that I have created a small boss to push..." Roger laughed at himself, and waved his staff again, and the fireballs dragged the gorgeous tail flames , and rushed straight to the object he had cast the healing technique on just now, and the one who caught up with the fireball was Lyonte, who just happened to take his place after Leon was thrown away by the orc, stuck firmly Stop the orc and prevent him from getting close to Roger, whose skin is fragile and blood is thin and easy to push down.

With Roger and others attracting the attention of the orcs, the human fighters behind the orcs finally regained their strength. Most of them retreated cautiously to the rear. A few who were more confident in their abilities or bolder stayed behind. Get down, and gradually match the pace of Lacent and Leon to pinch the orcs back and forth.

Seeing that everyone was no longer as flustered and distracted as before, Roger finally started to play the role he should play - a junior fire mage, temporarily putting healing and wood spells aside.

If we were to fight alone, maybe no race would be the opponent of the orcs, but elves and even humans with the weakest single combat ability can always surpass the orcs because they know how to cooperate and use wisdom, not just Reckless on one's own strength.

The orcs were so powerful at the beginning. In addition to the poor individual combat power of human beings and the lack of superiority in the terrain, it was also because of the turmoil caused by their sudden changes, which made them unable to organize an effective confrontation immediately, and they were frightened by the bloodthirsty orcs. guts.And once they calmed down, with a unified pace and command, it would not be difficult to deal with even a hand-to-hand encounter with a berserk orc.

The scars on the orc's body gradually increased, and an arrow shot by Theodore was stuck in the left eye. Although the beast was still struggling, the orc's physical strength became weaker and weaker. Finally, Lacent seized the opportunity and raised the long sword. Until a big gash was cut in the lower left abdomen. If the orcs were not born with rough skin and thick flesh, the fur on their bodies was comparable to armor, they could have ripped open their stomachs immediately.

The last paw was swung down, and Leon dodged it lightly. The orc no longer had the strength to fight, and his body swayed along with the force of the swiping, but he couldn't stand still.In the end, the orc raised his head, his thick neck with blue veins exposed, he pulled out the arrow stuck in his left eye, and roared with blood gushing out, the voice like a bell was full of hatred, pain and unwillingness to face the end , the shock made everyone's ears hurt, and they took a step back involuntarily.When the roar stopped, the orc also fell face down on the ground without moving.

The orc fell to the ground, and everyone stopped moving, and slowly put down the weapons in their hands.The roar echoed in the corridor, and waves of echoes spread far away, making it even more quiet at this moment.When the echo could no longer be heard, the crowd let out a burst of cheers as if awakened, cheering for defeating a powerful enemy and cheering for the rest of their lives.

Leon put the long sword back into the scabbard, smiled and high-fived each other with the soldiers who fought together, hooking shoulders together like a close friend; Theodore put the bow and arrow behind his back, with a calm smile, and elegantly sorted out his own reasons. The long blond hair, which was somewhat messy during the battle, tied the ribbons that bound the hair again; while Roger looked at the orc lying on the ground in a daze, still maintaining the posture of holding the staff, not yet from the end of the hero. recovered from the tragic roar.

"What's the matter?" The elf, who was tidying up his appearance and was very concerned about his appearance, noticed Roger's strangeness and asked sideways.

"...It's okay, I just feel a little uncomfortable." Roger shook his head and put down his staff, but his eyes were still fixed on the orc. There was a touch of apology in the red eyes, which looked a little dim.

"The priests of most races just stay in the temples and altars, and are unwilling to walk around because they are too compassionate." Theodore's voice is soft, full of approval and persuasion, crystal clear like a gurgling stream, "the essence of life The passing away is always worth mourning, but this is also the law of nature, whether it is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, whether it is to enjoy the end of life or die suddenly, it is all about returning to the source of life."

"I killed them, whether it's this orc or the humans killed by orcs, this is not a good feeling." Roger frowned a little irritably, and tightened his hand holding the staff.

"It's not you." He raised his hand, put it on Roger's soft white hair, and rubbed it, the elf's blue eyes were full of kindness and comfort, "Everything is connected to each other, you It's just a part of it. You are responsible, and everyone present, even those who died, are also responsible. There is no need to blame everything on yourself. Moreover, all of this is just God's guidance. In the interlocking chain of fate, it is also something that is destined to happen long ago, and since it happened, there is no need to regret it, it is enough to learn the lesson."

"...Why do I feel that you are more like a magic stick than me—no, like a priest?" Roger felt a little relieved. He is born with egoism, and it is instinct to relieve himself and let himself put aside his troubles.

"I was educated in the temple of the elves since I was a child. It's just what I heard." Theodore smiled. "I was raised by the priests of the elves."

... No wonder this guy became respectful and weird when he talked about priests.Roger nodded, and out of the corner of his eyes, he saw that Lycent was walking towards the fallen orc with a long sword in his hand, and quickly called out, "Wait a minute, be careful! He's not dead yet!"

"I know." Lacente turned his head, his black eyes were silent, and there was still slight doubt, "So I want to kill him."

"..." Roger choked, not knowing for a moment whether he should continue to stop.

"Be merciful with the sword, be merciful with the sword!" Before Roger could figure out whether he wanted the orcs dead or alive, a flattering voice broke in.Several people wearing uniforms similar to those of the guides who brought Roger and others into the auction walked over quickly, and one of them, who seemed to be the leader, raised his hand to stop the spear that Nexant was about to swing down. Long Jian, with a commercial smile on his face, begged, "We took a lot of effort to get this orc, this... since it is not dead, there is still a glimmer of hope... this time we It's been a huge loss..."

Lacent blinked, turned to look at Roger, and asked for his opinion. After seeing him nodding slightly, he put down his long sword, turned around and walked to Roger's side.

"Thank you for your generous help and solved the big trouble for us!" He waved his hand and asked the people around him to drag the dying orc down. It is really extraordinary strength, our president hopes to meet you and thank you in person.”

"I see." After exchanging glances with Leon and the others, Roger nodded, raised the same polite smile, and followed behind him after the man made a "please" gesture.

I don't know if this time, through the president of the Thieves Union, I can meet the city lord Ain smoothly.