MTL - Orc Predator-~ ☆Chapter get acquainted
A month later, Augustine East Woods.
"Go!" The dark-skinned orc yanked the iron chain in his hand, and the female non-orc, whose hands were tightly bound, cried out in pain, and immediately staggered, almost falling to the ground. A delicate face was already covered with sweat and mud, showing deep fatigue, obviously exhausted.
"Take it easy, this can be sold for money!" Another red-haired orc hurriedly said to his companion while stopping his movements, for fear that he would hurt the female.
"It's just a remodel, it's not that delicate." The first orc didn't care, but he still relaxed his movements a little. After all, this is a female, right?
"I want to drink water!" A soft and savage voice suddenly sounded. The person who spoke was also a non-orc, who was sitting leisurely in a crude animal skin cart. Although his hands and feet were also bound by iron chains, the treatment was incomparable. How many times better is the other. This female has brilliant long golden hair, bright red eyes, and a delicate and beautiful face like a porcelain doll. His figure looked thinner and thinner than the non-beast man who was chained, and his skin was more delicate. All the characteristics showed that this was a precious natural female.
"Yes, yes, my little ancestor." The red-haired orc quickly responded, untied the water bottle from his body, and handed it over. The non-orc took it politely, raised his head and took a few sips before returning the kettle impatiently.
"I said, when will you rest? I'm almost starving to death!" the non-orc asked, looking very bored.
"Go a little further and you'll see a cave. Let's rest there." The red-haired orc glanced greedily at the female's fair neck, hands and feet, secretly swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, but suppressed his desire and did not act presumptuously. Answered honestly. The rarity of Augustine's natural female determines their high value. This time, they all point to this natural female to make a fortune. As long as he doesn't run away, the other two orcs are almost obedient.
Feeling the orc's eyes sweeping over his body, Phil closed his eyes and pretended to rest, trying his best to suppress the fear and nausea in his heart. From the moment he was kidnapped, he knew that the more it was like this, the more he couldn't Panicked, pretending to be submissive, he had no chance of escape until the two damned orcs relaxed their vigilance. Thinking about the distance he has traveled since he was caught, he should be far away from the fifteenth district. I guess Adolf has gone crazy looking for him... The tall orc who always dotes on him appears in front of his eyes, and the corners of his eyes feel a little moist. If he could go back, he would never leave Adolf for half a step.
"Excuse me, do you know the way to the sixty-eighth district?" The car stopped suddenly, and then a voice as cold as ice and snow sounded, which was different from the roughness of orcs, and was very pleasant. This is... natural female! Gotta get him out of here! Phil suddenly opened his eyes wide and eagerly wanted to sit up, but found that his body had been held down by the red-haired orc and he couldn't move at all, his mouth was tightly covered, and he couldn't make a sound.
"Section 68..." the dark-skinned orc said slowly, his eyes surveyed this strangely dressed non-orc from top to bottom. He was dressed in rattan and leaves, except for a pair of cold His eyes can't see anything at all, is he playing hide and seek with someone? It's just a natural female, that's right, I didn't expect to deliver it to the door by myself. Such pure and beautiful black eyes are quite rare, and they should be able to sell for a high price. The little abacus in his heart was crackling, and the orc raised his hand and pointed in a random direction, "Go there and you will be there..." Taking advantage of the moment when the non-orc looked in the direction of his finger, the orc immediately took a step forward, and quickly moved away with one hand. The neck of the Lefe orc, with the other hand holding a handkerchief sprinkled with a strong drug, and he was about to use it to cover the opponent's mouth and nose.
The non-orc turned around suddenly, and the orc was taken aback by his quick movements. A flash of snow flashed in front of his eyes, and a "click" sounded like a broken sound echoed in his mind. There was a chill on his neck, and then he felt himself flying out. , After rolling twice on the ground, he saw his headless body still in a standing position.
The blood sprayed out from the body that was getting colder and splashed on the knife. The non-orc gave a soft "tsk", holding the knife in one hand, his eyes swept over the corpse on the ground, and then fell on the animal skin cart The low air pressure around the red-haired orc indicated that he was not in a good mood at the moment. He raised his foot and walked slowly towards the animal skin cart.
Cut off the orc's head with one blow, still a natural female. The red-haired orc felt a hallucination in front of his eyes, but seeing the natural female's movements, he immediately reacted, pulled up the helpless Phil, held the female's slender neck with his big hand, and threatened: "Stop, put down!" knife, or I'll kill him."
Due to suffocation, the beautiful blonde creature's face immediately wrinkled into a ball, and while struggling in the orc's hands, it whimpered in pain, which made people's hearts soften involuntarily. Sure enough, the non-orc stood where the red-haired orc expected, with a blank expression but no next move. The red-haired orc waited for a while, then said impatiently: "Put the knife—"
At the same time as he spoke, the non-orc man on the other side quickly leaned over and raised his hand, the movement was so fast that it was impossible to see clearly. Phil only heard a "whoosh", the silver light almost brushed his ears, and then there was a muffled "puchi" sound close to his ear, the warm liquid poured over his head and face, and the **** smell tangled in his nostrils . "Plop", the orc fell down, and the shackles on his neck were loosened. Phil watched in a daze as the non-orc in rattan approached, and pulled out the scimitar from the mouth of the corpse beside him, trembling all over his body. I dare not move.
Never, never have I been in such close contact with death!
The non-orc looked down at Phil, who was limp all over, and gave an impatient "tsk", and swiped his knife to cut off the iron chains that bound him. The scimitar was specially made, sharp and strong, Slicing common metal is no different to it than slicing bread. He turned over and jumped out of the car, cut off the chains on the same pale modified female, then shook off the blood from the knife and put it into the sheath, ready to leave.
"Wait...wait a minute!" Seeing the figure of the other party leaving, Phil shouted quickly. A natural female like him who has no self-protection ability staying in the forest is bound to die. Although he is afraid, he can only survive by following the other party. "I If you know how to get to District 68, I can take you there."
The non-orc man stopped, seemed to think about it for a moment, then turned his head and gave him a slight nod, then strode towards the forest again. This means agreeing, Phil guessed, and quickly ran two steps to keep up with the opponent's footsteps. The free reformed female glanced at the two orc corpses, hesitated for a moment, and followed behind them.
