Ya lowered his head, seeming a little embarrassed. He knew that no one in the tribe agreed to trade people as commodities, but now he actually proposed that the people in the tribe trade his brother.
Even though the purpose was to save people, they were treating them as objects.
He thought in a self-deprecating manner that it was probably because half of his blood belonged to the wandering orcs that he made such a request.
He seemed to have entered a logical circle.
He is extremely disgusted with the blood of the other half in his body and hates himself. Once he has some thoughts that he thinks are bad, his disgust for himself will deepen.
He recalled some things from his childhood, things he thought he had forgotten.
His father had always been very kind to him and had never looked at him strangely. Although his brother had looked at him with complicated eyes, it was only when they were very young, and it never happened again after he was a little older.
It's just that his sub-father wasn't as intimate with him as other sub-beasts were with their cubs, but he was still very gentle.
He always thought that it was because of his birth that his father's health deteriorated and he couldn't stand the little orcs' disturbances, so he was not so close to them.
It wasn't until he was five years old that he heard other people in the tribe talking about him.
He will always remember what he heard that day.
"Ya, he's quite lucky. As a cub born from a sub-beast that was kidnapped and thrown back by wandering orcs, it's rare that a family accepted him and treated him well. The other two weren't as lucky as him."
"They all look the same in beast form, so I can't tell whose it is."
"When he was born, his father Beast and his second father were very happy. According to that time, he should be his father Beast's child."
"What a pity! He was so much smaller than the other full-term beastmen when he was born. It's obvious that he was born a month early. If he wasn't early, wouldn't he have been born at the same time as those guys?"
"Hey, you don't know, when his father saw that he was just born and was smaller than the other little orcs, he almost died."
He lay in the grass and listened to the entire conversation of the tribesmen. Only then did he realize that the reason his brother occasionally gave him complicated looks when he was very young and his father-in-law was not so close to him was because of this.
That day he hid in the bushes of the tribe, not daring to go home, nor wanting to go home.
He didn't know how to face his sub-father, brother, and father beast.
His father-in-law and brother would occasionally give him some strange looks or behaviors, but his father-beast was really good to him, just like his own cub.
It was obvious that he and I had no blood relationship at all.
He stayed in the bushes that night until he fell asleep and his sire found him.
The father beast changed into beast form and looked at him and said, "You are my child."
Then he grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and brought him back.
...
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
