[Comprehensive British and American] The world painting style is not right

Carol thinks Sherlock's words mean that she still has to accept a long time of ridicule, but she is very satisfied with Sherlock's loyalty, and she also saves her energy to deal with Spencer.

"Carol Ann, do you still remember how I taught you how to control the space?" Sherlock turned to look at her, and he reached out and knocked on the transparent wall, "Just as a practice for you."

Carol's eyes lit up, and she yelled at Spencer, "I don't seem to remember how to break this spell. Anyway, the orcs haven't come yet, so you stay inside and think about it first."

Spencer couldn't find an exit in the mirror space created by Sherlock, and he knocked desperately with his hands.Although he is a very capable killer, he is still helpless in front of the wizard.

Spencer curled his lips, this man is so possessive, so defensive, he can't even listen to a joke.The girl is also duplicity, she obviously likes it in her heart, but she wants to pretend she doesn't care.

These two people are really a match made in heaven, Spencer shook his head helplessly.Knowing nothing about spells, he stopped struggling and sat down comfortably inside.

After Spencer had been locked up for a while, Carol felt that he should have learned his lesson, and knocked on the wall, "How is the reflection?"

"The orcs are coming soon." Spencer wanted to get out of the mirror space quickly.

Carol recalled what Sherlock had said before, she stared at the space intently, imagining with her mind to shatter the space.Perhaps it was because her mind was really relaxed, after just a few seconds, the transparent wall quickly disappeared.

Spencer was unprepared and fell to the ground all at once.He put his hands on the hard rocky ground, supported himself to stand up, and muttered, "I really admire you couple, and you still don't forget to show your affection at the critical moment."

"What did you say?" Spencer's voice was too low for Carol to hear clearly for a moment.

"When the orcs come, show me some seriousness!" Spencer deliberately amplified his voice, yelling at Carol's ear, and she quickly covered her ears.

"Didn't I tell you not to scare her?" Sherlock pulled Carol back and scolded Spencer slightly.

"I..." Spencer was speechless, "She would be frightened even with a louder voice? Is she really so unfazed?"

Sherlock shook his head, "You don't understand what happens to her when she's frightened."

"I really don't know." Spencer curled his lips and muttered secretly by himself, "Isn't it cheaper for you after being frightened?"

Sherlock glanced at Spencer, not sure if he had heard that sentence at all.Then, the few of them sat near the cliff in peace, as if what happened just now was an episode before the crisis.

As time went by, the sun grew brighter, pouring down on the suspended ceiling, making people dizzy.They squinted their eyes and waited, but they didn't dare to relax their vigilance, always paying attention to the movement at the bottom of the valley.

Spencer rubbed his eyes, and his shoulders were a little sore after sitting for a long time. He was standing up and preparing to move his body, and a sound came to his ears in the next second.

It was a burst of extremely chaotic footsteps, it sounded like the steps were very irregular, but it was like bursts of thunder coming from far and near, as if they were about to rush into the valley. There must be a large number of people to make such a sound.

Spencer looked at the two people around him, but didn't meet their eyes, because he only saw Sherlock and Carol look at each other.He could only make a soft sound, indicating that he knew it, "Here we come."

The group of half-orcs rode their mounts, followed the scent, and stopped before reaching the valley.The unique scent of werewolf blood still faintly lingered in the air, as if to remind them that Spencer was in this valley.

"Will there be an ambush?" A half-orc couldn't help becoming suspicious when he saw that the valley was surrounded by mountains on three sides, leaving only one exit.

"Ambush?" Okto, the deputy leader of the half-orcs, suddenly laughed. "Spencer is alone, and even the leader of the wolf tribe will not help him. He must be desperate now."

Okto is an ambitious half-orc who is unwilling to be subordinate to others.Regarding Spencer's killing of the orc leader, he was actually very grateful in his heart.However, nothing can compare to establishing prestige in front of his subordinates.

This time, as long as it takes Spencer's head, it will be recognized by other orcs.At the same time, it will also have the qualifications to become a leader.The Spencers are weak alone, and the possibility of their victory is almost [-]%.

Of course there will be no accidents, Okdo looked at the valley silently, the sun was pouring down, and its figure looked tall and majestic.This is the place where it will become the leader of the orcs, fulfilling its long-cherished wish for many years.

Okto raised his hand suddenly, waved forward, and shouted, "Let's go!"

The orcs were in high spirits, their hearts filled with rage.For a werewolf who killed the leader, he should be cut into pieces, not to mention he killed other half-orcs on the way to escape.

They ran into the valley, and the sound of their footsteps echoed in the valley.They scoured the valley floor, however, and found no trace, let alone of Spencer himself.

"It's impossible!" Okdo narrowed his eyes, and with a slight twitch of his nose, he could catch the werewolf smell in the air.Hateful selfish and ferocious werewolves, this is the most familiar smell.

"Spencer is still here!" Okedo yelled at the orcs, "Keep looking!"

"You don't need to look for it anymore." A somewhat lazy voice came from the huge valley.All the orcs followed the sound, and when they looked up, they found a man standing on the top of the cliff.

"Are you looking for me?" Spencer asked with feigned curiosity, "I've been here all this time."

The cliff is extremely steep, just looking at it makes people shudder, and they don't know what method Spencer used to climb it.His contented look seemed to come from a trap.

"Spencer, are you not running?" The half-orc Okdo's eyes were slightly fierce.

"Stop running, I'm tired." Spencer smiled, "It's no use standing there one by one and attacking me, come up and catch me if you have the ability."

A few orcs tried to climb, but couldn't find a foothold on the cliff, and quickly slid down.However, this seems to be the only way to the top of the cliff.They had nothing to do with Spencer except to stamp their feet angrily.

"Give up so easily?" Spencer taunted the orcs, then turned to look at Sherlock, "You want me to speak harshly at them, so we'll just stand here and watch?"

"Lock them all up like just now." Seeing that Sherlock was still silent, Spencer anxiously gave him some advice, "Aren't you wizards?"

"Carol Ann, I'll give you homework for your debut." Sherlock ignored Spencer, but turned to Carol and asked, "How do you think the orcs should be dealt with?"

Spencer is so helpless that he doesn't know what to say. He likes to show affection when he is nervous. Can this person's bad habits be corrected? Is this the time to do this?

The smell of a group of orcs was really smoky, Carol rubbed her nose, "They can't be imprisoned, they should be controlled."

"Control? Good idea, what are you going to do?" Sherlock guided Carol.

Carol smiled at Sherlock and drew out her wand, which she hadn't used since taming Smaug, she thought.She yelled, "Let Smaug go!"

Immediately Smaug ran out from the tip of his wand, and stood on the ground with his head held high.Although it knows that this girl is already its "master", it still does not change its arrogant nature, and glances at the three people in front of it coldly, "What's the matter?"

"Sherlock, listen. Its voice is really similar to yours!" Carol got excited and poked Sherlock with her elbow, laughing loudly.Then, she only received a look of contempt from Sherlock.

Sherlock didn't speak, but Smaug thought about it, his deep voice sounded slightly disdainful, "Can his mouth breathe fire?"

Smaug's lips parted slightly, and it looked like he was about to show the flames in his stomach, Carol quickly reached out to stop it, "Your voice is even better! Don't breathe fire!"

Carol resolved this small crisis, but felt her body being pulled, and she fell into Sherlock's arms.Sherlock's breathing tapped against her ear, "It sounds better?"

Carol's ears were itchy, but she couldn't reach out to scratch them. She swallowed nervously, "I..."

"That's enough!" Spencer interrupted Carol. He was really annoyed by these two people, pointing to the group of orcs at the bottom of the valley, "Can we wait until we finish dealing with them?"

One sentence brought back Carol's emotions. She quickly stood up, pretending to be nonchalant, "Smaug, now is your chance to show yourself."

"Oh?" The arrogant Smaug didn't even want to give Carol a look, "What's the matter?"

"Go and scare the orcs in the valley," Carol quickly added the next part of the sentence seeing that Smaug was already flying in the air, "be careful not to burn them!"

Smaug spread his wings, and the huge wings blocked the sunlight above the valley, and the orcs at the bottom of the valley only felt that the sky darkened instantly.They looked up and found a huge dragon hovering in the air, and they immediately exclaimed.

"That's..." the deputy leader, Okdo, was taken aback. He had heard the legend about the dragon, which was clearly like the Smaug who occupied the lonely mountain.Seeing the red belly of the dragon, Okdo suddenly thought of something, and shouted at his subordinates, "Run! It will breathe fire!"

As soon as the words fell, before the half-orcs had time to escape, a hot red flame appeared at the only entrance of the valley, blocking their way.The voice from the legend was low and cold, "Want to run?"