MTL - Orc Predator-~ ☆Zhang Xinnian

Joe Drummond was very irritable. He kept dawdling on his chair impatiently while looking out the window. He was very depressed. He sent Angeli to the first district two days ago under Rice's order. When he returned, he was told that the latter had already gone to the nineteenth district. And Zifafei also confessed before he left that he would obediently go to the tenth district to help before he came back, otherwise he would be disqualified as a guardian. He had no choice but to go to the tenth district reluctantly to help take care of the seriously injured: the pregnant Phil Alkert has been a little nervous recently, and no one dared to tell him even the news of Ah Liu's injury; The number increased, and everyone was too busy.

Jo Drummond stared resentfully at an innocent tree outside the window, instead of looking at the unconscious silver-haired orc on the bed.

Why on earth is he guarding this dead lizard. The only good news is that this guy was in a coma for several days. He vaguely hoped that this guy had better not wake up before Rice came back, and a few more days of sleep would be of great benefit to the two of them.

Thinking of this, Joe felt a little better. At this time, there was a soft thud on the bed next to him, and the silver-haired orc who had been motionless all this time actually moved!

Joe Drummond's mood fell to the bottom in an instant.

Cedric's eyelids moved, and then he opened his eyes. The first time he was conscious, he turned his head to look hopefully at the bedside. The person who was thinking about it was not there. Instead, Joe Drummond, who was gloating and reluctant, was obviously forced to sit here.

"Dead lizard, I didn't expect you to have such a day." Seeing the silver-haired orc opened his eyes, Joe sarcastically sarcastically.

"It's really unpleasant to be told by a dog who only dares to nest in the gathering place and be a turtle." Cedric quickly returned to his usual smile after the first few seconds of being stunned. Although there was still a touch of fatigue in his voice, he spoke But without hesitation, he closed his eyes again after speaking. Seeing this face as soon as he woke up, he felt that the healing speed of the wounds on his body would slow down.

Fuck me, this dead lizard dares to call me a turtle! Joe Drummond was furious and was about to refute when two coughs came from the door. He turned his head and saw Cecil standing there with a funny and helpless face.

"Let's go first." Seeing the person coming, Joe couldn't wait to get up and leave the room quickly. God knows how hard it is for him to stay here.

Until the sound of Drummond's footsteps disappeared, Cedric opened his eyes again, his expression relaxed a little.

"Brother." Cecil threw himself to the side of the bed, and placed his right hand on the silver-haired orc's chest. A faint white light shone, and then dissipated in a moment.

"Thank you." Cedric stretched out his left hand and rubbed his brother's head with a smile. He felt a lot more relaxed, and his right half of the body was still unable to move. "How is Ah Liu?" the silver-haired orc asked.

"In the nineteenth arrondissement," Cecil replied. Cedric's expression froze. Since he was in the nineteenth district, it meant that the non-orc was seriously injured. "How is he? Is it dangerous?" The orc tried to sit up excitedly, regardless of his injury, but it was in vain.

"Fortunately, I should be back soon." Cecil said, quickly pressing down on the silver-haired orc's body to stop him from moving. After all, Ah Liu's main problem was not his body injury, he sighed slightly in his heart.

"He alone?" Cedric calmed down and asked.

"Lesronte and Holblewen are with him." Cecil's eyes flashed, and he deliberately elongated his tone when he said the orc's name, "That orc is very kind to Ah Liu, brother, if you don't hurry up If you recover—"My partner will be snatched away.

Cedric narrowed his eyes, and a murderous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, no one would even think about robbing him of his sweetheart.

The body of the silver-haired orc hadn't recovered yet. After the two talked for a few words, he closed his eyes and rested again. The room was quiet for a while, and after a while, Cecil couldn't help yawning, lying lazily on the side of the bed, the boy's long hair hanging down to the ground softly against his body. Half asleep and half awake, he faintly heard footsteps. He opened his confused eyes and turned his head subconsciously. When he saw the blond orc standing next to him with a thin blanket in his hand, he was slightly taken aback for a moment, and then showed an incomparably bright smile.

"Long time no see, Angus." The boy said with a smile.

Francis, who had just rushed back from the outer zone, felt his heart beating violently twice. He quickly forced himself to look away, and at the same time suppressed the longing that had accumulated in his heart since he hadn't seen him for a few days. On the silver-haired orc breathing evenly on the bed. I went closer and checked carefully. The wound on the orc's body has been carefully treated by someone. There is no serious problem for the time being, but the fever has not subsided.

"I used magic to treat my brother, and it seems to be all right?" Cecil got up and approached the blond orc, lowering his voice slightly and asked, "Is that right?" With a pitiful expression on his face.

"The healing power of miraculous life is very strong." Francis nodded and replied pretending to be calm, and moved his body to the side calmly, widening the distance between him and the non-orcs.

"That's it, I can finally rest assured." Cecil's eyes flashed a light quickly, and he seemed to step forward again casually to approach the body of the blond orc. "After all, Angus will not lie to me." The last sentence He lowered his voice when he said the words, but he emphasized his tone when he said the orc's name.

Feeling the almost touching temperature next to him, Francis froze in place and did not dare to move. After seeing him for a short time, why did he feel that the boy in front of him... was full of temptation in every word and deed?

"Angus." Cecil looked at the embarrassing blond-haired orc and suppressed a smile, while continuing to call his name in a tone full of hints. Fortunately, Francis was quick to change the subject and broke the unconsciously ambiguous atmosphere: "What about the rest?"

"There are two seriously injured, and they are basically out of danger now," Cecil said.

"I'll go and have a look." Luckily, Francis finally found an excuse to get rid of the boy, and hurried towards the door.

However, a hint of cunning flashed across Cecil's eyes, and he said with a smile, "Let's go, I should go and have a look too, let's go together!" As he spoke, he put his hand on the arm of the blond-haired orc, and his movements were extremely natural.

Francis: "..." Who will explain what happened during his absence?

The blond-haired orc finally couldn't help taking a deep breath, and strode out of the room with a stiff body, followed by Cecil with a slightly satisfied smile on his face.

Behind the two of them, Cedric opened his eyes, looked at his younger brother's back and shook his head with a chuckle. This little guy, who learned from whom, is getting worse and worse.