The ogre tribe is said to be a descendant of the ancient ferocious beasts. Although they finally transformed, they lost most of their bloodline power. In the ancient ferocious beast era, they lived in the habitat of all beasts, and once
He once ruled there for tens of thousands of years.
However, as the ancient ferocious beasts devoured each other, and with the rise of the first orc warrior, the ogres slowly withdrew from their peak stage.
The ugly appearance is the biggest pain point of the ogres, and most of these light blue guys who look strong and powerful are actually born magicians. This is completely opposite to what their appearance shows, and it can even be said to be shocking.
.But one thing about the ogres has never changed, and that is their simple temperament.
The Orc King finally walked into the Temple of Gaia, and then built the city of Udon with countless bricks and stones. The Ogres sent congratulatory gifts and became a member of the Orcs.
The bloodline of the first blood-marked troll awakened, and the troll king took over the habitat of all beasts. Although the ogres became their vassals, they still accepted it happily.
However, as the Trolls experienced annihilation, the ogres who were vassals of the other side also went to the Elf Continent, always abiding by the oaths of their ancestors.
Located in a corner, although the tundra is beautiful and vast, the situation of the ogres is getting worse day by day. This situation started with the reduction of the beast herd, and to this day, when the ogres entertain guests, they can only take out some
Stewed meat, plus white bread that will never be eaten as long as it doesn't spoil.
But even so, the ogres have never thought of betraying each other. As long as the trolls still maintain this superficial skill, they will live peacefully in the depths of the tundra and thrive silently.
The past came to an abrupt end. Alessandro took a sip of ale, and then sighed sadly. The moonlight was in the sky, and night insects were chirping, but perhaps because of this past event, tonight's meal was
The Demonic Tundra renders a little lonely.
"Behind the ugly appearance is a pure and flawless heart, and although you live a very embarrassing life, it is rare to be pure." Christine took a sip of hot tea and then said with a smile. In her opinion, these
The ogre's life can be considered a kind of satisfaction, at least it is far happier than her childhood.
Alejandro grinned when he heard this. Even so, if he had a second choice, he would not nest deep in the tundra and hang out with wild beasts all day long. However, as the leader of the tribe, these thoughts are only
I can just think about it in the dead of night.
He doesn't hate the trolls, let alone being hungry, but the children in the tribe can't live like this. In other words, Alejandro doesn't want to see anyone starving to death at home again. That's why he has been doing this often in recent years.
"Out on patrol", for the longest time, the outline of the City of Halberds was already faintly visible.
"I have a question, why do you call yourself psykers instead of magicians? I have encountered this situation when I was in Halberd City, and more than once." Boom met Alessandro.
Feeling a little depressed, he immediately changed the topic and asked casually.
However, not only Alejandro himself, but also Christine on the side was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then stared at Boom as if he were a fool.
"Whether psychic energy or magic power, they are essentially the same thing, or this theory is currently recognized by the vast majority of people."
"It's just that the orcs call it 'psionic energy', and the so-called 'psyker' is naturally what ordinary people call magicians."
"Trolls and ogres are originally tribes from the habitat of all beasts. Although they have changed many habits after tens of thousands of years, in terms of professionals, they still follow the titles of their ancestors."
"Shouldn't these things be something that every magician should know? Did Boom, you were lazy and forgot about it when you were studying in the academy?"
After Alejandro said that, he winked at Boom and smiled. Christine sighed, a book flew out of the storage bag, and then threw it to Boom.
"I am a wandering magician, and I have never been to any academy." Boom took the book and smiled a little self-deprecatingly. This is a common problem of wandering magicians. Although they may be very powerful, in terms of the basics of magic,
, but most of them are extremely weak, and are often laughed at by magic apprentices.
Alessandro nodded when he heard this, but he didn't have any storage bags, let alone books. Silently picking up the wine glass, Alessandro could only use this method to cover up his embarrassment. p>
The stars were as bright as millions of gems, the gray and white owls stood quietly on the branches, and the fireflies shuttled among the flowers and grass like the remnants of their souls. Alejandro finally said goodbye and left because the female contract beast had not yet recovered.
Because of the relationship, Christine also chose to sleep on the bed tonight.
The next morning, after Boom took breakfast, they began to practice. Rikka and Christine wandered together in the ogre tundra. Alejandro, as a guide, sometimes introduced the special plants in the tundra, and sometimes
And ask about the situation in the outside world without leaving any trace.
In the end, the three of them sat on the ground, Alessandro leaning on a rock, Christine always looking elegant, and Rikka simply lying on the grass. The female contract beast has now recovered more than half, but although it can leave the giant rock
cradle, but the wrinkled appearance still looks very weird.
"This kind of life is really carefree. It would be even better if my brother is here. I believe he will fall in love with this leisure and leisure."
Rikka blew a dandelion into the sky, and then these silent elves merged with the white clouds and floated into the distance on the breeze.
"Life is just a farce. No matter who you are, it will eventually come to an end. Cherish everything you can feel, whether it is pain or blessing, they are all part of life."
Christine's right hand has never left the female insect contract beast, and the female insect contract beast has already fallen asleep in this peace of mind. As a dark elf who has lived for more than four hundred years, she has already seen through many things
, naturally appears as plain as water, without any ripples.
"I just hope that when I wake up every day, I can smell the fragrance of grass, and when the moon rises above the branches, I can fall asleep with the chirping of insects." Alessandro also added, but the wine burp at the end seemed to ruin the scenery.
Rikka stared at the sky in a daze. Today's sky was as blue as a wash. She seemed to have been in such a daze before. Coupled with the nomadic tribe-like lifestyle of the ogres, a figure emerged in her mind out of thin air.
The nomadic girl wearing a bearskin blanket, the delicate hourglass always hanging on her chest, and the wheatgrass dragonfly buried in the Nightingale Grassland by her own hands.
"You are a natural magic genius. I wonder how Rebecca is doing now. She is not dead." Rikka scratched her face and then flicked out a ladybug.
Wisps of smoke appeared from the direction of the ogre tribe, and Rikka and the other three also set out to return. On the way, Rikka encountered two buffaloes, and killed them immediately. Alejandro was so happy that he couldn't help but call Rikka a "
"Lucky star", you'd better hunt some wild animals every day.
Christine put away the giant rock cradle, and then just smiled and followed the two of them, enjoying this rare leisure time. As for Boom, he had also finished practicing for the whole day and turned his attention to Rikka and the others.