Orc Tyrant

Quelsana didn't agree with Beruf's statement. She shook her head and said softly:

"But the actions of the Gough Corps are abnormal, and I believe you have also found out, as well as those large-scale attacks on civilians."

"He is that virtue, I have arranged it myself."

"No, it's more than that, and I know Glak enough, so I know you don't believe that it's just that."

"Is it?"

Beruf straightened up and asked with a growl:

"Do you think you know Glak so well?"

"Know enough, my lord."

Quelsana replied firmly.

"Enough! Glak doesn't look so brainless and savage, it's just a mask of him, he has a very heavy mind, not everyone can see this, but it is so...you know. "

"Is it?"

"It's all gone, there is no need to be angry for a muscular monster."

As soon as Camille said this, Beruf's expression suddenly relaxed, and he turned his gaze to one side, but it was still difficult to conceal the anger in his chest.

That grumpy Glak has always been a trouble. What he is best at is daring to express his thoughts without shame, saying things that are unpleasant but unavoidable.

More importantly, it was Guk who blessed him.

"A recorder I know was killed, Mina. She has been following Lame Luo."

Quelsana continued, unwilling to give up because of Beruf’s silence.

"She, like me, is recording everything that happened in Tyre under your rule. She was angry at the massacre on the nineteenth farm, so she wrote it... She was angry with many things, and from Not afraid to discuss those things, now she is dead, and it’s not

only one. "

"Not just her? Who else?"

"Rol, that unbearably noisy little guy, they said that she is closer to the guard leader Charkin than anyone else, and now she is no longer there, I don't think she is going back to the plateau of flames."

Beruf's eyelids twitched. He knew that Quelsana was talking about a recorder next to the guard leader. She was an annoying spirit, and it was hard to imagine how a guy like Charkin could endure her.

On the other hand, most of these recorders are controlled by Camille with various means. They are also the eyes and ears of Beruf, monitoring the movements of the leaders of various warlords at any time.

Now, one such eye is blind, and at this moment, it is very interesting.

"I remember her, but you should be careful when you speak. You have to express clearly what you are suggesting."

Quelsana was not suppressed by Beruf's gaze.

"I think the recorders are being murdered."

Quelsana is a skinny harpy, but now she is facing a warlord of Ork without any fear, saying something that warlord didn’t like to hear, and Camille has never known herself like this. I am proud of this person.

Having said that, Quelsana stopped, giving Beruf enough time to refute what she had claimed, and remind him that some unimaginable storm was brewing in the darkness.

But after a minute, Beruf said nothing.

Quelsana's mood suddenly became heavy.

"I have read countless similar scenarios."

She deserves to continue.

"For example, in the chronicles, the first thing those tyrants did was to kill everyone who questioned their tyranny. Listen to what I said, the fall of the monarchy started when the voice of doubt disappeared. The same thing is happening here now."

"Your words are out of the ordinary, Gerak's bird, we never have any sovereign power, even if we have... I shouldn't be here."

Beruf said slowly in a rare calm tone:

"We are now in a war. There are already enough enemies. You don't need to find new ones... This is very dangerous to you. You won't like what you find in the end. I don't want to see you all die. Here, this is not a good thing for anyone."

"Now you are preaching to me, Master Beruf."

Quelsana sighed.

"Too many things have changed. For example, you are no longer just a fighter, right?"

"And you're not just a bird anymore?"

"I think so, a recorder should faithfully record everything he witnessed, right? No loopholes in it, no rumors, but there are... other things."

"whats the matter?"

"Quelsana."

Camille suddenly stepped in with a warning tone, but the other party did not intend to stop.

"Okay, Camille, I know what I saw."

"What do you see?"

Beruf continued to ask.

"lie."

Quelsana replied in a low voice.

"One day Gerak found a creature in the wilderness, a creature from the void... somehow, that thing like a ray has the ability to resurrect human corpses. That's my fault. That's... that's witchcraft. Ruck should have killed it, but when he found this

After the creature came from the direction of humans, he let it go. "

"how come?"

"I don't have any reasonable explanation for this part."

"Well, what do you think happened?"

Quelsana looked at Camille, it was obvious that the other party wanted him to stop saying anything, but she went on.

"When you defeat your enemy, you use your gun, but Grak doesn't like guns. He thinks that thing is too inefficient. I...I think he intends to use this creature."

"What do you use it for?"

"Kill all the humans in Tyre..."

"This is impossible!"

Beruf stood up with a bang, and the towel he was wearing fell to the ground.

"He may be a lunatic, but he is by no means a neuropathy. What good is it for him to have corpses all over the city? And there are still moving corpses!"

"in case……"

Quelsana lowered her head, covered her face with her long hair, and said quietly:

"He wasn't the one who gave the order?"

"I... I don't believe it."

Upon hearing this, Beruf also understood what the other party was suggesting, and suddenly sat back down on the sofa and shook his head.

"Believe, dear?"

Camille shook his head with a pale smile.

"Perhaps'believe' itself is the biggest lie... Long ago, ancient philosophers tried to explain the stars in the sky and the world around them. One of them proposed that the universe was packed in huge glass spheres, and Manipulating a huge machine, this

This explained the movement of the stars. People laughed at him, saying that such a machine would be so big and so noisy that everyone should be able to hear it, and the philosopher simply replied that each of us is one. We were surrounded by this huge hustle and bustle since we were born.

I'm used to the sound, so I can't hear it at all. "

Beruf did not speak after listening, and the two harpies could only remain silent, and the solidified atmosphere lasted for ten minutes.

"I guessed it from the attitude of that **** Charkin."

Finally, Beruf took a deep breath and said,

"He also obeyed the order."

"The key is when the order was issued. Was it a few days ago or a few weeks ago?"

"It doesn't matter."

Beruf's words were calm and firm.

"Then we must do something, we must figure out what has changed in Tyre, and stop it... We can resist it, my dear, we have you, we have a huge army, and we have no reason— "

What interrupted Camille was the sound of the door being knocked open and the heavy footsteps of metal on the metal.

Quelsana realized that it was a huge Ouke before the unbelievable huge shadow enveloped her.

She turned around and saw Gerak in scarlet armor standing behind her, his face covered with clouds, and anger seemed to be flowing from him.

"My bird."

He said word by word:

"You really love flying around."

"I invited her to come."

Beruf stood up and talked to Grak as equals. Camille couldn't imagine the courage needed to confront such a butcher.

"Maybe you still don't understand my temper, Beruf."

Grak's hoarse and low voice was like lava rolling before the eruption of a volcano, and the corners of his eyes began to twitch habitually. Quelsana knew that it was a sign that the other party was about to lose control of his anger.

"My things, don't touch them, my boy, don't try to use them. You should understand this. I can't allow any exceptions."

"Then I just said, you shouldn't come to this place, and you don't deserve to come, this is my territory, if you let you go, you have to go."

Beruf and Grak stood facing each other, their fangs almost sticking to each other, and for a moment that made her dizzy, Quelsana felt that Grak was about to shoot at Beruf.

"We are all working for the boss, Grak."

Beruf was the first to speak with a tight voice.

"Without those shrimps and birds, the war would not go so smoothly."

"Xia Mi and Birds can't fight, they can only ask and complain. When this war is over, they will decorate my cart with bones. Until then, they are not part of the war."

"You are wrong, and you know you are wrong, the boss arranged for us to be here, certainly not for us to fight blindly."

"Boss?"

Glak waved his hand in the direction of the door.

"He is far from here."

The twelve Gough Legion boys walked into the training room. Their bodies were unusually tall and their muscles were extremely developed, far surpassing the Blood Axe Legion boys who subsequently poured into him.

"Follow me!"

After confirming that no one intervened anymore, Grak stepped forward.

Quelsana tried to avoid him, but he moved quickly and was strong, and in the blink of an eye he grabbed her by the collar and dragged her towards the door.

"Let go... let me go! I will go by myself!"

Beruf saw Camille's eyes, but he couldn't act unless he really fought with Grak.

But with everything he knows today, he can't be sure if Charkin and Lame are still on his side if he really started.

"Master Beruf."

Quelsana shouted as she was escorted out of the training room:

"If you want to know more, just think about why the second Aswan War failed!"

She crossed the shadows and saw Beruf, who was like a beast in captivity, ready to go.

As the door of the training room slammed shut, Quelsana stopped struggling, and Grak let go.

"Annoying, it hurts to death!"

Quelsana rubbed her shoulders, glared at Grak, the other side shrugged, and then grabbed her right hand and took her to the shoulder.

"Don't... don't kill me!"

Then the harpy screamed again, and then she almost screamed all the way until she left the palace and the screams gradually stopped.