Orc Tyrant

"I remember you fought a battle with Jin Ya on the water. He must really want to see you again."

Roroshanik glanced at Liya, but the other party didn't speak, so he moved around in the chair, resetting his chin slightly, as if biting his tongue.

"There seems to be such a thing."

He said, with obvious reluctance.

"Yes, at that time, there was an unexpected conflict. I think both of us should forget it."

"So how did you find me?

"No comment."

Guk raised an eyebrow, not to encourage but to order it to continue.

"It's also an accident. I'm afraid that you can't understand and I'm angry because of it."

Ur sneered at the implicit insult, but Guk seemed to be smiling.

After a while, he smiled no more.

"Explain to me what you want to do with me."

Hearing Guk's words, another messenger leaned forward.

His body is human, but it is weirdly wavy and lumpy, as if he is wearing some kind of human-like carapace under that blue-gray robe.

The messenger did not introduce himself, but said straightforwardly:

"We are the owners of this world before the long night. When the garrison troops in the star area are withdrawn to defend the key star area, we become vulnerable targets, so we can only leave the surface of the star area and let the world fall. In the hands of monsters and alien races."

"At this time we have to resolve the ancient hatred."

Another agreed:

"We have been watching this planet in orbit, knowing everything that is happening on it, but there are still many things beyond our expectations."

Rorosanike suddenly reminded them:

"This is not the time to tell history."

"As the only sane and rational Ok, I don't think it would be a big deal to talk to Your Excellency Guk."

Hearing these words, Ur wanted to beat that girl severely, although he didn't know why he had this idea.

"Well, business."

The fourth messenger preached in a harsh whisper.

"We began to appear a large number of death variants in the areas where we were fighting with those alien lackeys. They were not driven by some kind of virus or bacteria, but controlled by witchcraft. We and the other party have already moved from the original war zone. Withdrawal, but the pollution is still spreading. We have reason to believe that this is a new cult power on the rise."

The sharp emphasis on the term "cult" is obvious.

"There are tens of thousands of cults in this world, and blood worship is the most dangerous one, but it does not mean that the others are irrelevant. For example, the declining brotherhood we just discovered, they existed even earlier than blood worship. Teach, and..."

Rorosannick was silent for a few seconds, seeming to be thinking about something, but he continued.

"This declining force seems to have begun to penetrate into our organization. Although this is still our confidential matter, I think it would be better for both parties to be honest at this time."

As soon as he said this, the messenger who had just spoken broke out under the blue-gray robe, but immediately fell into silence, only the exposed mechanical appendages twitched occasionally.

"You didn't answer my lord's question, maybe these trivial things can be left until the end of the meeting,"

Liya glanced at several deformed figures indifferently.

"Don't test the patience of my lord."

Once again, Guk showed a brief smile, or smirk.

"I agree."

Roroshanik nodded, and all the messengers were quiet.

"You are here to form an alliance with our lord?"

Liya asked, but the other party didn't answer immediately, so she continued.

"You claim to end all hostilities on both sides, but you don't acknowledge that hostilities have taken place on both sides. This seems contradictory."

Except for Rorosannik, the other envoys looked down at the table, as if they could not give an answer that could meet the requirements.

"This is not a contradiction."

It was Rorosannick who came forward to answer.

"Oh?"

Guk moved his shoulders and included the other person within his arm's distance. This is a dangerous signal. Anyone who knows him or Ouke knows that once they can't get a satisfactory answer, the speaker will definitely end up very badly. awful.

The messengers of the trust council were also aware of it, and they became a little restless, only Rorosannik still smiling. .

"We started observing the Ork race a long, long time ago. We know you far better than others. Your Excellency Guk is an exception, but it's just you, your subordinates, and the hundreds of millions. Remember Ok, in the model we built, they are all the same creatures, and you all have one thing in common, that is, you will challenge all the creatures you encounter, so the decision on whether to be hostile or not is not on our side. It’s that your race has had a natural hostility against all civilizations from the day it was born."

Roroshanik paused for a moment, and after discovering that Guk did not move, he continued:

"So our previous hostility was not a deliberate conflict of interest, but now we hope to get peace and friendship from you, even if it is only temporary."

To Liya's surprise, Guk seemed to be satisfied with the answer.

"Then what do you want from us?"

Liya noticed the look in Gu Ke's eyes, raised her eyes and said.

Rorosannick took out something similar to a scepter from his waist and placed it on the table in front of him.

The scepter was about one meter long and looked like a shepherd's staff, with a beautifully crafted sun adorned with jewels on the top, which made a heavy thump on the table paint when it fell.

"This is a certificate of ownership of the planet N-114-514 issued by the Federation of Mankind, which declares that the Trust Council is the legal owner of the planet."

"A fart can hold a stick and make a claim."

Guk waved his hand, and the surrounding Okers burst into laughter. The laughter made the tent tremble.

"We want to regain the world we used to have, and you want more wars and stronger opponents. Our interests overlap more than we disagree."

As soon as this remark came out, Gu Ke immediately raised his hand and fell into contemplation. All Ok was silent.

Just as he was thinking about something blankly, Liya whispered something in his ear, and Gu Ke seemed to notice something, because his eyes flickered for a moment.

Afterwards, Overlord Ouke removed his hands from his chin, and then sat back in his chair.

"You said more wars, more opponents, haha, aren't you."

"Do not."

Roroshanik shook his head.

"We are too weak and you can easily attack us. This is definitely not a false statement, nor is it self-deprecating, but a conclusion we reached after precise analysis of the data."

"Oh, that's more interesting, you claim to know us, don't you know that we love to ravage the weak?"

"But you, Lord Guk, must be eager for a stronger opponent, don't you."

Rorosannick's words made Guk's eyes flicker a few more times.

"So, where are the more wars you are referring to?"