Orc Predator

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Cedric said, bowed slightly to Desaivin to apologize, then raised his feet and walked in the direction of Ah Liu.

"It seems that that is Augustine's sweetheart." Deseven said with a light smile, and took another sip of his wine. Wenton Longte next to him patted him on the shoulder to signal him not to drink too much. Desavin turned his head and smiled softly at his partner: "It's okay, Wenton, today is the Prayer Day."

Drummond followed Desaivin's line of sight, but saw the figure of Rice next to Ah Liu in the crowd, and suddenly became angry, and rushed over in a few steps in a hurry, fearing that Cedric would overtake him.

"..." Cedric was really too lazy to argue with him.

At the same time, Desaivin finally put down the wine glass in his hand, looked at the figure of Drummond and said slowly: "You said... the little guy in Drummond's family misunderstood something?"

"Yeah." Wenton looked at his female with a doting smile.

The guards: "..." Didn't it be your intention to misunderstand Mr. Desavin?

"Tsk, what an idiot." Deseven said to himself, and then let out a long and meaningful sigh. Vinton looked up at Drummond, thinking that this guy's life might not be too easy in the future.

The natural females around were whispering, and the male orcs were looking at him intentionally or unintentionally. Everyone was guessing Ah Liu's identity. Indeed, on such a grand festival, wearing plain clothes on such an occasion, but presenting a black invitation card that symbolizes the highest status, it is impossible not to attract attention.

In the crowd not far from him, Les was wearing an extremely gorgeous deep purple dress that matched the color of his hair, with gold thread trimming and rubies adorning it. The overly rich and bright colors on him perfectly set off the non-beastman and life. With a dazzling temperament, every move makes people unable to take their eyes off - this is probably one of the factors that attract everyone's attention.

"A six."

A familiar voice sounded, he turned his head, and Cedric's smiling face came into view. Behind the silver-haired orc stood a black-haired orc. Both of them were wearing well-fitting black dresses, and the fabric was tightly attached to their broad shoulders. With a narrow and powerful waist, it looks perfect, showing the charm of a male orc without a doubt.

Sure enough, no matter how you look at it, you look like a playboy.

Ah Liu's eyes drifted past Cedric lightly, then landed on the altar in the middle of the hall and never looked at him again, as if the person in front of him didn't exist. Les quickly noticed this side, looked at Ah Liu thoughtfully, and then at the helpless silver-haired orc, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. Drummond breathed a sigh of relief first, then turned around and walked to Rice very naturally, put on a smile that he thought was handsome, and began to court the purple-haired non-orc graciously.

"Do you want to eat something first? Or something to drink?" Cedric asked with a smile behind Ah Liu, seeing that Ah Liu's eyes fell on a plate of light blue transparent things, he quickly introduced: "That's Northern Snow. Do you want to try the ice fruit that can only be found in the Earth Forest?"

"Hello, Mr. Francis." Ah Liu ignored Cedric, his eyes fell on the blond orc who was picking food across the table, and he spoke first.

"Hello, Six...sir." Francis didn't expect that Six would take the initiative to talk to him, and replied with some surprise, but it feels strange to add the honorific title to the name of non-orc.

"Is Cecil in the lounge?" Ah Liu asked lightly, and Cedric next to him frowned and looked at the blond-haired orc.

"Yes, but why do you know..." A trace of surprise flashed in Francis' eyes. This time, Cecil begged him for a long time before he agreed to secretly bring non-orcs to the banquet until the end of the ritual. told anyone.

"The food you took was divided into two halves, and half of them are favorites of non-orcs. They are easy to digest, and you even picked out the sweet pickles." Ah Liu replied lightly, "This is Cecil's taste."

"Good observation." Francis smiled. "Do you want to see him now?"

Ah Liu nodded, stretched out his hand to take two ice fruits and ate them as he walked. Just as he reached the bottom of the stairs, the three of them heard a commotion from upstairs. After judging the direction of the sound, Francis' expression changed immediately.

The lounge on the second floor is spacious and comfortable. The side facing the hall is full of floor-to-ceiling crystal windows made of special materials. You can clearly see the outside world from the inside, but you can't see the scene inside at all from the outside. Cecil was leaning against the cushioned bench by the window, covered with a fairly thick blanket, with various medicine bottles in his hand—even though he left the hospital, it was obvious that Francis was not worried about his physical condition . But Cecil was already very happy to leave the ward to attend the banquet. His slightly shining eyes scanned every corner of the hall through the crystal window, or searched for familiar faces among the well-dressed crowd.

Different from the hustle and bustle downstairs, the second floor has always maintained a quiet atmosphere, which invisibly amplifies the approaching footsteps outside the door.

"Sorry, sir, the second floor is temporarily closed." A few seconds later, the waiter's polite voice sounded.

Cecil withdrew his attention and paid attention to the movement outside the door.

"I remember that this is the common room." The orc's rough voice sounded a bit vague, obviously he had drunk a lot of wine.

"Yes, sir, but due to some special circumstances, the lounge will not be open to the public until the end of the ritual."

"Inexplicable rules... Get out of the way!" The orc was obviously impatient, and said in a rough tone.

"Sorry sir, there really can't be—"

The sound of pushing and shoving and the waiter's cry of pain sounded outside the door, and then the door of the lounge was kicked open with a "bang". Outside the door was a strong orc with red hair. His impatient expression immediately turned into astonishment after seeing Cecil.

"Natural female?" The orc quickly came to his senses, the alcohol was gone, his eyes turned around on Cecil's face, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. There are very few natural females in the Augustine Continent, and 80% of the orcs will choose to transform females to marry. The red-haired orc's own fiancée was a fairly beautiful remodeled female, but now there was a very beautiful natural female in front of him. Judging from the sweet smell emanating from her body, this was still an unowned natural female.

"Sir, please immediately—" Before the waiter finished speaking, the red-haired orc pushed him away angrily, and at the same time closed the door of the lounge, and locked it behind him.

Cecil lowered his eyes slightly, remained silent, his face was calm, but his hands under the quilt couldn't help but clenched tightly.