My grandfather is one of the most powerful warriors in the Behemoth Legion of the Orcs. He killed a dragon with his bare hands ten years ago, and thus won the honorable titles of the First Warrior of the Orcs, the First Warrior of Behemoth, etc.
, with a height of five meters, there were few opponents in the entire continent at that time.
In order to resist the power of humans, the orcs and demons conducted a series of marriages, and my grandfather was one of these political marriages. Through the marriage, he married the daughter of a concubine of the demon emperor, who is me.
's grandmother.
My grandmother is also the person closest to me in this world. If she were still alive, she would be eighty-five years old this year. She is the best person to me. She married when she was sixteen and has been married for four years.
My grandfather, who was in her teens, often told me that she was a victim of politics.
Obviously, it was not her choice to marry into the orc country, but luckily she did, because without her, where would I be?
My father is my grandfather's only son, and he inherited his excellent bloodline. He is five meters tall, and even now, his arms are thicker than my waist.
Before he was eighteen years old, his father had already defeated all the orcs. He had a violent and ferocious personality and possessed tyrannical strength. He was the number one warrior in Beamon today, the leader of the Beamon Army, and a veritable King of Beamon. Under his leadership, the orcs
He has never suffered any losses in battles in recent decades, so among the orcs, his father's reputation is definitely not worse than that of the Beast King.
Because of his noble status, he naturally had countless concubines, and I was the son of a human woman he snatched. Among his three sons, I was the youngest, and I was once his least favorite.
son.
My mother is a very miserable woman. No one knows her origins. Although she is less than forty years old, she looks extremely old. The wrinkles and gray hair that should not appear are already familiar to her.
It can only be seen from the outline that she must have been a beauty when she was young. She hated her father and hated him. Similarly, she also hated me because I was her son who was raped by her father.
She has never really been favored by her father, and has been shunned and bullied by other concubines.
It wasn't until I came to power four years ago that my mother had a house of her own. She seldom spoke, and I felt cold every time I saw her cold eyes.
I am sixteen years old this year, a mixed race of beasts, demons, and humans. I am the deputy leader of the Beamon Legion. I am two meters tall. The human characteristics are most obvious in me. In the eyes of others, I am definitely a human.
Handsome young man, if I didn't have the strong body and innate power of a Behemoth, no one would believe that I am an orc.
I hate my father because he made my mother suffer like this; I hate my father because if it weren’t for him, my grandma would not have died. Although my grandma’s death brought me today’s glory, I don’t need it.
I just want a grandma who loves me, loves me, and pities me.
Four years ago, I was bullied by everyone. No one was nice to me. They all called me a bastard behind my father's back. Except for my eldest brother, who treated me with a normal heart, everyone said that I was my father's worst son.
.
My life was worse than that of some servants. At that time, only my grandma would love me. She would often cook me delicious food and accompany me. It was she who kept a trace of warmth in my young heart.
Grandma's death was the greatest pain in my life. That day...
"Lei Xiang, come here, grandma made you your favorite braised chicken wings." Grandma's kind voice came to my ears.
"Here we come." I quickly ran to the kitchen, and the rich aroma of meat hit my face, "Grandma, I love you to death."
"Silly boy, eat quickly." With the smile, the wrinkles on grandma's face piled up together, and the traces of time were so obvious on her body.
I picked up a chicken wing and ran outside the house quickly, jumping around in the yard while eating.
Because I like peace and quiet, my grandma does not live in the family, and no one would pay attention to me, so I followed her out.
It is difficult to find such a place in the country of orcs. The most important thing for orcs is to eat the weak and the strong. Each orc may become the prey of other orcs.
Of course, no orcs would be foolish enough to come to my house in search of food, which is why it is so quiet here.
A deep voice sounded behind me: "Lei Xiang, where is your grandma?"
Hearing this voice, I trembled all over. Five tall figures stood behind me, blocking the bright sunshine. The one in the middle was my father. It turned out that he came to see grandma, and he was carrying four Behemoths behind him.
bodyguard.
The relationship between my father and my grandmother is not good. Although the Warcraft Alliance, my father always doesn't think highly of the demons. He often says that only the people of the Fallen Angels Chapter have some skills, and the other demons are just messing around, but my father admires them the most.
Strength, of course, a weakling like grandma who has no strength at all would not see it in his eyes.
Among the orcs, women can only serve as vassals of men. How come he, who rarely pays attention to grandma, is here today.
I whispered: "Grandma is in the house." I was really afraid of my father.
When my father saw my cowardly look, he was furious. He knocked the chicken wings out of my hand and said angrily: "What does it look like? Does this look like my son? I don't have a cowardly son like you."
Looking at the chicken wings covered with soil, my tears flowed down unconsciously.
My father slapped me to the ground and shouted: "Cry, you know how to cry. Look at you, you are so skinny, just like your damn mother. Your brothers who are as big as you can tear tigers and leopards alive."
But you, even if I get a chicken, you can’t kill it." As he said that, he stomped the chicken wings under his feet.
Grandma heard the noise outside the house and ran out. When she saw me falling, she immediately frowned. While she helped me up, she said to my father: "What are you doing? It's a rare occurrence. Why did you hit Xiang'er?"
"
The father snorted coldly and said harshly: "Don't worry about it. Someone, bring this little beast back to me and teach me a lesson."
The second brother refers to my second brother. If this is true, I will probably shed my skin even if I die. The second brother Lei Hu is famous for his hot temper.
Grandma protected me behind her and said, "Forget it, don't make it difficult for the child."
In a flash, my father snatched me away and threw me to one of his men. He said to grandma: "You don't have to worry about me teaching my son. I'm just passing by this time. If you want to live a few more years, stay out of your own business." As he said,
Turn around and leave.
Grandma's face turned red with anger, and she shouted: "Leo, is this how you talk to your mother?"
While saying that, grandma rushed in front of the Behemoth guard who caught me, trying to snatch me back, but how could her thin body compare with the powerful Behemoth beast? The Behemoth guard just managed to pull away casually.
Then he threw her out, and the poor grandma's back hit a big rock. With a bang, blood spurted out from her mouth.
It was as if a dark wind was blowing, and my heart suddenly became extremely cold, and waves of chills swept over me.
I shouted: "Grandma." After struggling hard, my natural power finally burst out, and I, a twelve-year-old child, actually broke free from the grasp of a giant Behemoth.
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