"Now let me ask you an answer. Don't lie." Ao Jing realized that she had grasped the truth and decided to ask a few more questions to confirm: "Have you met your parents?"
Hang Shiqi was so panicked that his tail was tucked up, and he answered whatever he asked: "No, I have no impression."
Ao Jing: "Do you think you are the same race as us?"
Hang Shiqi: "Maybe so, I'm not sure."
"Why, you haven't seen anyone of the same race before?"
Hang Shiqi: "I don't remember, I guess I haven't seen it before."
Hang Shiqi's heart grew colder as he answered. He wanted to perform well, but why did Ao Jing choose questions that he didn't know how to ask?
"Tell me about your previous life." Ao Jing finally gave him a question he could answer.
Hang Shiqi recalled carefully, he was actually nineteen years old, but he had no memory of the previous eighteen years.
When he woke up, he stayed in a huge underground cave. He couldn't understand the language here, and he couldn't change his animal shape. He was extremely unfamiliar with everything around him, so unfamiliar that he often felt that he should belong to another world.
He was put on a strange white mask and sent to an underground palace.
The people there wore masks like him, but they were a little stranger. They acted extremely indifferent to everything around them, and lived like emotionless puppets every day.
But that seemed to be the right thing to do. Whenever Hang Shiqi behaved particularly out of character, the people who managed them would look at him with a strange expression, then take him to a small room and hypnotize him.
After each hypnosis, Hang Shiqi would be in a trance for several days, as if he was being controlled by others. After repeated attempts twice, Hang Shiqi no longer dared to show his specialness.
They spent more than half a year in that strange place learning the way of life of the orcs, and developed special training directions based on each person's characteristics.
Until half a month ago, an old man appeared and assigned tasks to everyone. Hang Shiqi’s task goal was to assassinate the King of the North.
Hang Shiqi didn't know who the King of the North was, and he didn't know why he wanted to go to the murderer's house without any grievance or enmity. But just like the inexplicable hypnosis, this mission seemed to have some kind of energy, making him involuntarily
to pursue and complete. Once he resists this, the idea of resistance will be quickly erased. It is as if he is not an independent thinker, but a puppet manipulated by others.
It is forbidden to reveal the situation of the underground palace to the outside world. In fact, after leaving the underground palace, Hang Shiqi’s memory about the place became blurred every day. The location of the underground palace, the names and appearances of the people there,
They gradually lost track of what they did every day, and only the life skills they had been trained remained in their minds.
Hang Shiqi tried his best to word his words, not revealing the information about the underground palace, but trying to be as truthful as possible: "Just, actually, I lost my memory, I forgot a lot of things. What I can remember is that I used to live in an underground cave over there in Nanxia,
I lived with a group of people I didn't know. Some people gave me food and taught me how to survive. Later, they gave me another sum of money and told me that I should go to the North and find the King of the North. Then I became confused.
The land is here."
"I understand." Ao Jing ordered someone to bring a large velvet cloak and cover it on Hang Shiqi. He was obviously a strong young man about 1.9 meters tall, but he put on a face that showed maternal love, and his voice was so gentle that it was so gentle:
"Don't be afraid, we are not bad people."
Hang Shiqi pulled on his warm velvet cloak and felt a little dazed. What is going on?
Ao Jing did not explain, but just patted his head: "I know you must want to stay. Don't worry, I will find a way to convince the boss."
Hang Shiqi blinked and couldn't figure out how the other party came to this conclusion. He didn't want to live with these barbarians at all! But he was lost and couldn't get out by himself. He stayed for the time being and waited for these people.
It's also a good idea to take him out. If you're lucky, you might be able to find the King of the North through these people.
Seeing that Hang Shiqi agreed, Ao Jing patted his head happily and got up to report to his boss.
While Hang Shiqi was in a daze, Ao Wu had already imagined a sad and touching life experience for him.
A half-frost wolf hybrid orc, he had been living in a foreign land since he was a child, struggling to make a living under the exclusion of others. Later, his parents also left him, and the great pain made him forget his past memories.
Wandering alone, his life was very embarrassing, and he could only sleep in a cave with many people. But his heart longed for his compatriots far away.
When he was nineteen years old, a kind person recognized that his animal form was similar to that of the royal family in the north, so he gave him a traveling fee and encouraged him to come and find his relatives.
Hang Shiqi traveled all the way to the northern border and lost his luggage and the rations he depended on for survival.
He was so happy when he saw his own clan, but he didn't expect that the other party's commander would cruelly issue an order to capture him as an enemy.
Ao Jing told Ao Wu the story of Naobu, while interceding for Hang Shiqi: "Boss, he is so pitiful! As you know, I was separated from my tribe since I was a child. It is not easy for a cub to make a living. If
If I hadn't met you, I would probably have been living on the streets like him. He has always been alone, and I don't know how he got here and how much hardship he endured for so many years."
Although in order to maintain the purity of royal blood, all clans have rules prohibiting intermarriage. Some royal clans are very hostile to mixed-bloods and will expel mixed-blood orcs, or simply kill them.
However, the Frostwolf clan does not have as much prejudice against mixed blood as other royal clans. They only value strength. It is bitterly cold in the north, and the weak will naturally be eliminated, and the Frostwolf bloodline will continue to be optimized.
What's more, even if Hang Shiqi is really a mixed-race, it is not a choice he can make. He is just a victim.
"Did he say it himself?" Ao Wu sat on the sleigh and carelessly teased the snow sculpture on his shoulder.
"He didn't go into too much detail, but I think it must be like this!" Ao Jing said with certainty: "Boss, when you first saw him, didn't you think he looked like a cub from our own clan? I think we might as well...
"
Ao Wu pondered for a moment. He could trust Ao Jing. The other party was upright, but had keen intuition and a keen sense of lies. It was not easy to lie to him.
But Ao Jing's logic has huge loopholes. He came to the King of the North from Hang Shiqi and came to the conclusion that he came to find relatives. But in fact, Hang Shiqi didn't know him or the Frostwolf clan.
, and he didn’t know that he accidentally bumped into the royal family of the North.
Regardless of whether he is a half-blood frost wolf or not, the purpose of his coming to the north is not to find relatives, but to obey the instructions of the person who is behind his back. As for the person behind the scenes, the person who instigated him to go north to find the Wolf King is actually
It is very likely that he has some understanding of the Frostwolf clan. However, whether he asked Hang Qiqi to come to the north out of goodwill or malice still needs to be further determined.
Ao Wu didn't intend to expose the matter, so it would be better to let Ao Jing misunderstand it temporarily. If Hang Shiqi was left behind, the purpose of the person behind it would be exposed sooner or later.
"Why not?" Ao Wu motioned for Ao Jing to continue.
Ao Jing felt that there was something interesting, so Baba came forward and suggested: "Since he is the cub of the clan, and he came all the way to find him, why don't we just take him back. I think that although this kid is small, he is not slow.
Yes, with some training, he might become a good warrior. Even if he doesn’t have the talent as a warrior, he can stay in the royal city and find other ways to make a living."
Ao Wu: "If he wants to stay, yes."
"He will definitely be willing to stay. Then boss, why don't you let him live in my tent first, so we can squeeze in a little bit? I'll observe him for a while, confirm that there is no problem, and then give him a place to live." Ao Jing took the initiative to apply.
Ao Wu tore off a piece of dried meat and fed it to the snow sculpture: "No need to squeeze, let him live here with me."
"Stay in... your tent? No, it's not suitable, right?" Ao Jing wondered if Ao Wu was relieved and planned to observe the wolf cub in person.
But there is no way he should be allowed to live in the king's tent. It's too hard for the boss to work so hard every day and take care of the cubs.
"Didn't he say he was looking for me?" Ao Wu raised his eyelids and glanced at Ao Jing.
Ao Jing's heart froze. She put away her excess curiosity. The boss's decision must have its own reasons. Without saying a word, he knocked on his chest with his fist: "Yes, I will make arrangements."
After he left, Ao Wu touched the down on the snow sculpture's belly with his fingers: "A hybrid frost wolf?"
"Chirp chirp." The snow sculpture gently pecked the palm of Ao Wu's hand.
"I don't think so." Ao Wu chuckled, but there was no warmth in his eyes: "However, it is indeed a suitable shield."
"Gu?" The snow sculpture's small black eyes were full of doubts.