MTL - Orc Predator-~ ☆Chapter steadfast and rebellious

Tenth district.

the weather is nice today.

Les opened the window and sighed at the blue sky outside the window. He took a deep breath and suddenly felt a little stuffy in the room. He wanted to go out for a walk, but unexpectedly, he opened the door and immediately a gust of cold wind swept over, blowing off a few leaves. He couldn't help but froze, and tightened the cloak on his body.

It would be great if it wasn't so cold, since they are all natural females, why is that guy Ah Liu not afraid of the cold at all? Such a weak physique is really troublesome. As he was thinking about walking, he suddenly heard a strange voice in his ear.

"Les? What are you doing out there?"

Les was a little surprised. Turning around, he saw Joe Drummond staring at him not far from the door. After realizing it, he followed him closely and took off his coat to cover him. body.

But at present, there is only one thought in Rice's mind, and that is - shouldn't this guy leave yesterday? ! Why are you still here! Probably his thoughts showed on his face, Joe raised his hand and scratched his head, and explained with a reddish face: "Well, although I was a little sad yesterday, I won't give up so easily!" Cui Lu His eyes were fixed on the non-orc, with a confident look inside, he grinned: "Anyway, I am still your guardian."

"Drummond, I thought you knew that as the heir of your family, it is impossible to follow me and become my partner." Rice said lightly, "I don't think the J clan can allow their patriarch to abandon you." The orcs whose own clan surnames recognized the surnames of other clans. And the tradition of the Longte clan, I believe you are very clear."

"But I don't think my family will object to my pursuit of the smartest and most beautiful natural female in the Augustine Continent as a partner." Joe looked at Les and said stubbornly, as if he didn't understand what he meant at all.

Les couldn't help but let out a long sigh and rubbed his forehead. Therefore, people who are not on the same line as their intelligence level are simply the most difficult thing in the world.

Joe Drummond scratched his head with a bright smile on his face, moved his lips and was about to say something, when he suddenly restrained his expression and raised his head to look at the forest behind Rice. There, a brown-red-haired jiao just got out of the forest and was running towards him in a hurry.

Meanwhile, in Cecil's ward.

"The blue one should be eaten once a day in the morning and evening, the red one should be eaten in the morning, noon and evening every day, and the green one should be eaten when you feel unwell, and you should call the doctor immediately after that. Don't be naughty when the doctor comes for examination every day, saying You must be obedient to everything, and you can't make inexplicable conditions and requirements." Francis lifted the medicine bottles on the tray one by one and instructed them in a childlike tone, and the original white bottles were now covered with colorful stickers. It's like this ward re-pasted with oil paintings.

"When will Angus come back?" Cecil didn't listen to him carefully. The boy blinked and looked at the blond orc pitifully. For some reason, he always felt that the orcs were becoming estranged from him recently, as if they would abandon him one day.

"Just going to the Ninth District for rescue, I think I'll be back soon." Francis looked away as if nothing had happened, and sighed softly in his heart. Even if he wasn't around, Norquero would probably take good care of the boy. Moreover, judging from Cecil's recovery state, he should have left the medical area when he came back.

The nearly ten years of companionship and protection have come to an end, almost, it's time to let him go and let him find his own world.

Francis involuntarily squeezed and loosened the medicine bottle, but there was no wave on his face, with a gentle smile like sunshine all the time.

"Won't it get hurt?" Seemingly oblivious to the orc's emotional changes, Cecil continued to blink and ask while acting cute. Under the quilt, out of sight of Francis, the boy secretly clutched the hem of his clothes.

"It's okay." Francis pretended to smile relaxedly, and seeing a trace of worry on the face of the non-orc, he couldn't help but joked: "If I get injured, I will also lie in this ward for a while. , then don't bother to drive me out."

"Absolutely, absolutely will be kicked out!" Cecil folded his hands on his chest with a proud look, "It seems that you have to work hard not to get hurt!"

A helpless smile appeared on Francis's face, and he patted the non-orc's head again, and then slightly messed up his smooth dark blue hair. After so many days of cultivation, the little guy is much fatter than before. Just as a smile appeared on the corner of the orc's mouth, he suddenly realized what he was doing, and withdrew his hand in a panic.

"Ah! You are actually bullying a lovely natural female!" Cecil yelled and flicked aside the long hair that blocked his eyes, but before he could finish the work, he heard the door of the ward close gently sound. He stopped immediately, then relaxed his body, allowing himself to fall backwards on the bed, his head sunk deep into the soft pillow.

Why, leave me?

A day later, District 9.

The whole building is pitch black, and just looking at the exterior, it can only be regarded as ordinary, without any aesthetic feeling at all. It is so bold and unrestrained, and there is a strong masculinity from every corner.

The black beast raced across the street and took human form at the building's door.

"Father." Quickly walking into the hall, Joe Drummond saluted the middle-aged man sitting on the chair respectfully. Old Drummond raised his head, his hair was still thick and black and shiny, under a pair of green eyes very similar to Joe's, those eyes were looking at his eldest son with a bit of dissatisfaction.

"Where have you been these days, I don't want to pursue it." Old Drummond said first, "But starting today, you must stay here. In the next month, we will have many guests."

"But I—" Joe froze for a moment, and spoke eagerly, but was stopped by his father's gesture.

"Of course." Old Drummond continued his words, his eyes narrowed slightly, "If you can confirm your future partner a month ago, you can leave early."

"Father, I already have someone I like." Joe suddenly said with a look of surprise on his face, and said almost word by word.

"Les Longt?" Old Drummond slapped the table angrily and stood up abruptly, emphasizing his tone: "I would rather you see Augustine or any other random dragon clan, even if it's just a weak and unknown clan! You Fortunately, it happened to be Longte!"

Joe Drummond bowed his head in silence, his expression determined.

"Within a month, you must forget that Longte." Old Drummond walked a few steps, staring at his son without blinking, "Or, are you ready to give up your status as heir? Just for one Natural female?" In the last sentence, his tone rose slightly, showing a hint of mockery. The Ji clan is a clan that absolutely worships power, but respecting the magical power of the Longte clan and recognizing that their heirs are completely dominated by a weak female are two different things. Only the orcs are the guarantee of survival.

Joe Drummond gritted his teeth, and suddenly knelt down on one knee, burying his head between his knees. Under the gaze of Drummond Sr., he stretched out his left arm and lifted the sleeve to reveal the black tattoo inside. That is the proof of the heir of the Yu clan.

"I'm sorry—" Joe whispered, his voice was still echoing in the hall, and the next second, he was kicked out by his furious father, flying a full dozen meters before landing.