Dust of History Chapter 31:

There seems to be a little bit of regret in this pride. No matter how big Qu Fu is, no matter how magnificent and powerful, there are still some things that cannot compare to that small town of Bracada. Borukan-sama immediately let out a regretful sigh again.

"My lord, what's the matter with you? Is there anything wrong?" The orc adjutant immediately sensed something was wrong.

The assistant of the city lord sighed again, and said: "A great man once said: the eternal woman guides us forward. This sentence is certainly wrong, but it is not unreasonable. No matter how great the achievements and achievements are, no matter how great I don’t have the beauty to share and appreciate. Life is really a pity..."

Indeed, no matter how strong Oufu is, no matter how important the city lord Sedros thinks of himself, no matter how high his status in Oufu is, and how well he can use his hands and feet, this Oufu is still a city of orcs after all. There are very few human beings here, and among the young men recruited by Sedros, there is not a single woman. No matter how envious the orc's eyes are, no matter how mighty the werewolf's guards are, they can't replace the cute, caring, understanding and **** warblers in the Bracada Hotel. Let alone a confidante who can share these achievements and work with me.

Well, sometimes I really envy that kid... Although he is chased everywhere, there are still capable and intelligent girls like the princess who like him. Oh, he is already the prime minister of Ainfast. Some time ago, the stay in King Ainfast was too short, and I was too tired. I didn't have time to have a good chat with the prime minister. This is the biggest regret of this year.....

"Haha, so my lord, you are bothered by this, don't worry, don't worry." The half-orc adjutant immediately laughed understandingly.

"Oh, do you have any good suggestions?" Lord Borugan's eyes lit up. He understands that although they are of different races, even if they are both males, some basic sexes can still cross racial boundaries.

"I know a lot of beautiful, intelligent, and understanding girls. I can introduce you to my lord." The adjutant smiled mysteriously.

"Oh? Miss?" Borukan-sama's eyes lit up again. It was like suddenly adding a cup of oil to a campfire, but he was startled again immediately. "You know a pretty girl? Is it from your own clan?"

"That's right." The adjutant's eyes also brightened, and his face glowed likewise. These resonances are indeed beyond any race. "Their skin is as green as the leaves of waterweed. Witnesses want to take a bite when they see them. The contours of their faces are as cute as buns from human workshops. They have two white and slender teeth around their mouths, and their body hair Start like the most detailed brush, the muscle lines are also very good, the **** is as strong as the muscles of an ogre warrior, everyone

You can crush more than three walnuts with your **** at once, and those charming little bumps on your body..."

"Oh." Master Borugan's eyes went out immediately like a bonfire that was splashed with a bucket of water. He just felt that his body was also having pimples. "What a charming girl."

"Hehe." The adjutant felt as happy as if he had made a great contribution by reclaiming hundreds of acres of new fields and harvesting a million pounds of extra grain, and continued to report as if asking for credit. "I have two friends who are werewolves. They also know a lot of werewolf girls. They heard that the fur is as beautiful as the snow on Sandfes Mountain. There is also a good girl from the ogre. Those two girls are enough. It can be used for..."

"Enough, enough." Lord Borugan waved his hands again and again, stopping his subordinates from continuing to report. Although the sun is shining brightly.

But he suddenly felt chills on his vest. It seems that even if there is indeed a resonance that transcends racial boundaries, the aesthetic point of view cannot be crossed from time to time. Unconsciously, he understands with melancholy, and sighs, "Why didn't I feel this way before, life is really lonely..."

The assistant of the city lord, who was depressed, suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Oh, yes, I heard that there is a woman among the mages invited by the Tower of Fangs this time, and she is the master of the tower, maybe an old woman, but I took a look from a distance. It doesn't seem like an old woman...but she can be the leader of a group of old men and magicians, isn't she too powerful...

After hesitating for a long time, he finally decided to wait to meet the tower owner, and if possible, he might as well communicate more. Even if she herself is not easy to communicate, her braids should be easy to communicate. As an assistant to the Lord of Cedros. There is absolutely nothing wrong with visiting Yazhijuan. It is to enhance understanding and prepare for more cooperation opportunities...

"Decided, I decided to pay a visit to the tower owner of the Tower of Fangs." After a long sigh of relief, Mr. Borugan felt that the world is so beautiful and the sun is so bright. At this point in life, if you go further, you will have no regrets.

Zhou shook his head with great ambition, but Borugan-sama was suddenly taken aback. He saw a crow on a tree not far away. It's not uncommon to have a crow on a tree, but you must know that this is the Scorpion Swamp. There is no living space for an animal like a crow, and there cannot be any other birds in the territory of a huge monster like a wyvern.

"Strange, why are there crows here?" Mr. Borugan murmured, looking curiously at this crow that shouldn't be here. The crow on the tree also looked at him blankly with the same eyes.

The orc adjutant also slapped his head and said, "Hey. If you don't tell me, my lord, I really didn't remember it. It seems that there shouldn't be crows here. But I kept seeing this thing for two days."

With a long croak, the crow seemed to understand that the two people did not welcome him, so it flew up from the tree, circled in the air, and then flew towards the depths of the swamp.

Borukan-sama looked at this little thing that went away suspiciously. Under the full sun, this little black spot looks like a climax of shadow, but it is real.

Celeste, in a big secret room specially opened by His Majesty the Pope, the new cardinal is laughing, he hasn't laughed like this for a long time.

"Haha, it turns out that such a barbaric place like Oufu is also such an interesting guy, but it's a pity that I didn't get to know him."

The Marquis looked at the crystal ball in front of him, which reflected the unique scenery in the Lizard Swamp.

Not only the crystal ball in front of him, but also dozens of similar crystal **** in this small secret room. The scenery in each crystal ball is different, some are the Lizard Swamp, some are a large wilderness, and some are the city of Oufu built by rough and unrestrained boulders.

"Let them develop on this scale for another two or three years, and I really have nothing to do with these beasts."

Besides the Marquis, there is the Pope in the secret room, but his face is not as happy as the Marquis, without a smile. It is not difficult for people like them to read lips, and the mouth shape of werewolves is not easy to understand , but the dialogue between the dwarf and the half-orc was clear. The Pope is naturally not interested in the latter paragraph. What he cared about was the words above.

For a single magician or a small group like Diyagu, the puppet eagle eye technique is nothing more than a very subtle detection method. But if it is used in such a war, the effect has been magnified to a decisive point.

In the past two days, His Majesty the Pope has seen through these crystal **** almost all the places in Oufu. However, they still dare not approach the city lord's mansion of Sedros, and the eagle-eyed puppets still hide it from the eyes of real masters.

However, such things are enough, His Majesty the Pope's face has hardly been better these two days. He is clear about the significance of those huge fertile fields, pastures, and animal training grounds.

And the words that came out of that dwarf's mouth just now made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

If the Tamik Knight is still there, the Pope will immediately order him to bring the head of the interesting man that the Marquis said. Such a person might only be interesting to the Pope when he is dead.

After the official severance of the relationship with the Academy of Magic, the place where the tooth is completely out of reach of the teacher. As a magician, the Pope himself is well aware of the attraction of those rare high-level magic gemstones produced in the Defes Mountains, so he also knows that the Tower of Fangs must accept Oufu's employment~IndoMTL.com~ If the two slowly Combined together, the result is self-evident.

"The fighting power of the orcs has magic again... Sedros wants to wear a magic jade ring on every orc? Is he going to make all the magicians on the continent become mentally ill? Hehe. ...." The pope was probably in a bad mood, but he laughed instead. "Archibald is really right. Everything starts from the central place. It's ridiculous that I didn't think so before.

The Marquis smiled and said lightly: "Your Majesty, don't worry too much. After all, this is not something that can be achieved in a short period of time. And our plan should be soon.

"Yes, the Dark Star is in the hands of Agrinel, and we can't worry about it for now. And I think that Oufu seems to be more worthy of our concern. According to their development scale, if we don't Intervene, ten years later the continent will be taken over by orcs, with such a powerful force gathered...."

The Pope was taken aback for a moment, looked at the Marquis and said. "What Archibald said is that those who gather power will pick up the black star and change the world from the central place. That is the destruction and the beginning. This is the rotation of fate and cannot be avoided. , is that so?"

"It's as His Majesty said. That's what His Majesty Archibald left behind." The Marquis nodded.