"I promise you,? Sub-orcs need friends more than enemies." A faint voice broke the deadlock in the conversation between the two parties.

Jia Jialu came in from outside the camp, his brows and eyes were tired, and he looked down at the chiefs and elders of the five major clans with deep eyes.

He put on a fur military uniform worn by the previous king, and wore a crown of black horns that had been finely polished. All eyes were on this pair of extraordinary black horns.This was the first time Gargaru appeared in front of them wearing the pair of horns.

Private Evan, who had treated the wound, followed behind him, with his head slightly lowered, with a respectful attitude.

"King?" Balget was slightly stunned. He found that the boy was carrying everyone behind his back, and quietly awakened the king's blood!

He opened his dry lips, and looked at the boy for a while, but couldn't say anything, and finally he could only sigh silently.

"Welcome to my king." Balget let out a roar full of desperation from his withered throat, and bowed to the young king with his head on.

"Welcome my king."

Following Balget's movements, the old bodies in the tent lowered their proud heads, and prostrated themselves on the ground in the direction of Gargaru.

Kaisen glanced around a large area kneeling on the ground,? At this moment, only he and Jiagaru remained standing in the tent.

Kaisen was a little hesitant to salute like a boy like everyone else. Logically speaking, their Scarlet Vanguard was originally under the jurisdiction of the Orc Alliance, and the king of the orcs was naturally their king.

"Your willpower is not inferior to his,? Don't back down, we are in the upper hand." Sean's voice came over,? Kaisen held the hilt of the sword at his waist, and straightened his back again and looked at the young man in front of him.

"So you have found your own home?" Jia Jialu said quietly, "No wonder the hand holding the sword is so steady."

"It's thanks to the things you told me, which made me see my true heart." Kaisen closed his eyes slightly, and said these words himself, "There is nothing wrong with saving the sub-orc people, but I will Use my own method. So from now on, I will no longer be confused, whether it is human beings or sub-orcs, I will use actions to redefine this boundary."

"Well, it's the same for me. You cut off my escape route. This is probably a mutual fulfillment." Gagaru nodded slightly, and stretched out his hand to Kaisen.

"Hello, Kaisen. On behalf of the sub-orcs, I welcome you and your god to the exiled lands. From this day forward, we are unwavering allies."

"It's a great honor." After being signaled, Kaisen held the thin and pale hand.

They succeeded, and the Orc Alliance actually accepted their terms.Kaisen was a little dazed, and the whole negotiation was unimaginable in retrospect.

He never thought that one day he would be able to lead the Scarlet Vanguard to the same height as the five major clans and become an existence similar to the "sixth largest clan".

"This is the respect you deserve." The man's congratulations came to his ears together with applause, his voice was still flat and watery, as if the current ending was under his control.

Kaisen had never seen a man who could be so bold and calm. He even guessed that the other party might be drinking tea and playing chess in a luxurious room at this moment.

It was the first time he met such a mysterious person, even if he didn't show up in person, he could still guide everyone's every move, like the most exquisite puppeteer in the world.

Kaisen followed Evan and Chief Zadgar to leave, and the clan meeting within the alliance could be said to have broken up unhappy.

Old faces with complex expressions left the tent with crutches. Balget stayed at the end and slowly lowered the closed door curtain: "In just half a day, the Alliance has experienced two fatal crises of dominance. My old bone I can't stand your tossing like this anymore."

"About awakening the king's blood, why didn't you discuss it with me first?" He turned around and his tone of reproach became helpless.

There was no one else in the camp, so Jiajialu took off the exaggerated black-horned crown and put it aside, the whole person's majesty and aura also dissipated, as if he had become the boy who loved to count birds in the forest again.

"I'm sorry, Balget." Gagaru lowered his head slightly, with a look of guilt for doing something wrong and waiting for criticism from his elders.

He was brought up by Balget, and compared to the previous king, his private relationship with Balget is more like a father and son.

Balget stared at Gagaru who was sitting upright. Due to his early arrival in the world, after so many years, the young man's figure is still frighteningly thin.

He often worries about whether such a thin body can carry the fate of the orcs. It is not until today that his worries have been completely put to an end.

"What did you say to Kaisen? Why did you avoid us?" Balget asked slowly, "What made you change your mind and accept the king's blood?"

"I want to give Kaisen the chance to awaken the king's blood." Jia Jialu pursed his lips, "I choose to avoid it because if you and the other chiefs know, they will definitely prevent me from doing so."

"Of course. No one wants to see their grown-up child die before them."

Balget's voice was hoarse, "I should have talked to you many times about the body. If you don't awaken the royal blood, you may not live for a few years."

"I was born very weak, and I couldn't raise it well. In fact, it's normal to live soon. I thought about it when I was very young."

Gagaru said softly, "If you are destined to be a burden to others when you are alive, at least you must choose a greater way when you die."

"So you are going to give up the chance to awaken the king's blood?" Balget frowned.

"The main reason is that Cousin Kaisen is more suitable, and I want to express a little apology to... his dead mother."

Gagaru was slightly distracted, and muttered to himself, "When she accosted me in the woods that day, I shouldn't have turned around and ran away."

"Your heart is too fragile, and you always like to attribute your faults to yourself."

Balget walked up to the boy and sat down, "I have always taught you that you are unique, but you always forget this."

"Because everyone is unique. I am such a sensitive person, and I cannot become the king who is good at killing and making decisions in your mind."

Jia Jialu smiled bitterly, "After all, I can even distinguish every bird I've seen, so I don't have the guts to make a decision that puts everyone at risk."

Balget was silent again, he watched Gargaru grow up and even knew himself better than the boy.

This child who bears the king's life and inherits the king's blood is good at everything, the only shortcoming is that he has a heart as soft as a flower bud.

"Then why did you wake up the king's blood alone?" Balget looked at the boy with a headache, "Haven't you been resisting?"

"Because I have no way out. Kaisen said, he doesn't want to become king." Gagaru shrugged, "If he doesn't do it, it will be me. Of course, I won't use the ability of king blood casually." of."

The sides of Bargett's ears jumped up and down. After all, the incomparably noble throne of being above all peoples has become a trouble that cannot be shirked and can only be accepted in the young man's mouth.

He was angry and helpless. The carefully cultivated saplings just didn't grow in the direction he wanted. What could he do, he couldn't uproot them and plant them again.

"And it's a good thing to live longer, even if it's used to count birds." Gagaru grinned, as if he was amused by his own words.

"It's exactly like your father." The wooden crutch hit Jiajialu's head, and Balget stood up staggeringly, as if he didn't want to talk to the unambitious fool in front of him.

In another camp of the Orc Alliance, Chief Zadgar looked at Kaisen who was in a daze like a stone statue.

"Don't worry, although Balget is an old fox, he will not disobey the king's will."

Zadgar patted the young man on the shoulder, "Compared to Reg Tut, he's a decent old guy."

"Drink some goat's milk." Evan said.

"Thank you..." Kaisen took the water bottle that Evan handed over. Zadega thought he was worried about Balget's attitude, but in fact he had a straight face, and was really just in a daze.

"But I'm also curious, who is the messenger of the gods you mentioned?" Zadgar asked, "You must not have been deceived by some god."

"I don't know, maybe." Kaisen paused, "but he is a very reliable person."

"Reliable? This word doesn't go well with magic stick." Evan raised his eyebrows.

"He can think ahead of everything, and is always as calm as a bystander. He will help you see your heart clearly, and then tell you how to realize it step by step. No matter how unbelievable, as long as you make mistakes according to his words, you will definitely be able to achieve it... ..."

"You're exaggerating, it sounds like an omnipotent god." Zadgar laughed.

Evan and Zadegar didn't quite believe what Kaysen was describing.In the cognition of ordinary suborcs, fists are the capital of speech. They prefer to chase more powerful power. They are calm and thoughtful, and they are not convincing at all. It sounds like pie in the sky.

Kaisen didn't explain, it was a mechanically precise layout, and Evan and Zadgar hadn't had a chance to see the man controlling the overall situation.

He thought that if one day, a man really appeared in a hostile scene defenseless, it might not mean that you can gain the upper hand by relying on strength, but that you have no chance to shake your fist in front of him.

Zadgar sat down cross-legged: "It sounds like your envoy is a very thoughtful person. Does he want to dominate the future battle of the sub-orcs?"

"We..." Kaisen finished, and Zadegar continued.

"Actually, I quite appreciate your current strategic arrangement. Anyway, it's better than sitting here and waiting to die."

Zadga said, "My support alone is not enough. Everyone else is on the side of Barghett. It is not easy for you to gain a real voice in the league."

"If it doesn't work, just use fists to solve the problem with sub-orcs." Kaisen thought for a while and said.

"Hey, buddy, you don't want to fight with the other four major clans alone." Evan was dumbfounded.

"I also have accomplices." The "Oracle Medal" lit up, and Kaisen suddenly spoke.

The low sound of the horn came from outside the camp, and Zadgar rushed out immediately. It was a warning for the orc soldiers to remind each other when they found the enemy.

"What the hell is going on? Could it be that Saint Via's army is coming?! Why is there no movement at all?"

Zadegar roared, his eyes widened, and he was horrified to find that all the soldiers patrolling outside were lying on the ground like dead bodies, motionless.

Not far away, more than a dozen people in black cloaks walked towards him quietly, as if ghosts were passing through.

感谢在2021-03-17?23:44:13-2021-03-18?23:00:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

16021023? 1 pieces;

Yintu? 20 bottles;

Xieyang? 9 bottles;

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