Linde couldn't understand what the catgirl meant, and the catgirl couldn't explain it either.
Linde took the activating effect of the activating halo as the reason why she felt comfortable.
Perhaps it was because of the Holy Blood Beastman within her, or perhaps it was due to something else entirely.
After sending Jell away, Nix finally felt relieved and hid in Lind's shadow.
Nazra looked thoughtfully at Lind's now calm shadow and asked:
"Does she always dive straight into the shadows like this? How do you feel when she sneaks into your shadow?"
As Linde handed the cloak to the servant beside him, he said:
"No, sometimes she'll pop out from other shadows. As for feelings... well, there's nothing special about it."
"How can you feel something like a shadow that you can see but can't touch? It's just a kind of magic or divine art that is released through shadows."
After spending a few days together, Nazra learned that Linde was a newly promoted official mage who had a considerable understanding of magic.
There are followers of the god of magic among the orcs, but their numbers are extremely small.
Because the power of the orcs' bloodline makes it impossible for them to concentrate on creating magic, and because of their own belief in a beast god, worshipping that god is itself an extremely heretical thing.
For the mage class, orcs have their own beast god priests as a substitute, which are more in line with their own bloodline power.
So it wasn't surprising that Nazra would occasionally blurt out something about magic to Lind.
Moreover, magic is indeed a very convenient thing. Although the orc priests are powerful, they lack versatility in many things.
For example, it's impossible to build defensive fortifications or do logistical support; each has its own advantages.
The two arrived at Linde's study, which was converted from Linde's previous meditation room. After all, using an entire room solely for meditation was a bit of a luxury for Linde, who had limited space.
So he put all his office paperwork, as well as some things for learning magic and enchanting, in this room.
Finally, the entire room became like the laboratory of a noble mage.
Upon arriving here, Nazla stopped to look around curiously. There was a huge window, a large desk in front of the window, and a coffee table that was not exactly simple.
These are all the furniture in the room.
"Wait a moment, Miss Nazra, let me tidy up a bit."
Linde tidied up the messy table a bit, moved the pile of letters and miscellaneous study supplies aside, and gestured for Nazra to sit down.
He then walked to a desk and took out a document bearing the Truk family crest, handing it to Nazra.
"Here you are, a joint statement bearing the Truk family crest."
After Nazla took the document, Linde continued:
"This document is in two copies, one for each side. It contains a joint statement on cooperation between our two territories. It should be fine to deal with your conservatives."
Nazra read the contents of the letter word by word; the statement was written in both human and beastman languages.
The document detailed all economic exchanges and matters related to the alliance between the two parties, leaving no stone unturned.
Linde sighed. When he first planned to write this, there was no one in the territory who could write orc language. In the end, he had to ask the orc steward under Nazra to help him write it.
Linde has already signed his name and is now just waiting for Nazla's approval.
"Caravans can travel freely without checkpoints..."
Nazla read the contents of the document softly, her gentle voice echoing in the quiet study.
At the end, there is Lind's signature and an empty space.
Now, as long as she signs her name, the alliance between her and Lind will truly begin.
After reading the entire statement, Nazla nodded and said:
“Lord Lind, this statement is very detailed, and I have no objections.”
As she spoke, she picked up a pen and neatly signed her name, officially making the declaration effective.
At this moment, Linde extended his right hand and looked at Nazla.
A warm, small hand grasped Lind's right hand, and Lind said:
"Congratulations, from now on we're on the same team."
Nazla's cheeks flushed slightly as she said:
"Thank you so much, Lord Linde, for saving my life. Otherwise, I would have had a chance to escape."
Feeling the warmth of that strong hand, Nazla thought to herself:
Human etiquette is quite strange. I've never heard of this handshake etiquette before, but... it's not bad.
After shaking hands, Lind took a waterproof parchment bag from his desk that had been lightly enchanted and put the document in Nazra's hand inside.
This greatly helps to prevent this valuable document from being affected by moisture and insects.
After all, Nazla would have to carry it with her all the way, so it was inevitable that she would encounter some stormy weather.
"I'll send someone to your room later. Why don't you go have dinner now?"
Looking out the window at the approaching dusk, Linde suggested:
"Today I asked the kitchen to prepare our special fish soup, it's very delicious, you must try it."
Nazla nodded happily and followed Linde to the restaurant on the first floor.
Upon arriving at the restaurant, a beautifully prepared fish soup was already laid out on the table, steaming hot and fragrant.
Just one sniff, and the delicious aroma told Nazla that what Linde said was true.
After everyone was seated, Nix emerged from the shadows and sat in her designated spot, with Jer behind her overseeing her dining etiquette.
Nazila couldn't wait to take a sip of the fish soup, her eyes instantly lighting up as she praised it highly:
"This fish soup is indeed delicious, and its flavor is quite different from the food of our orc tribe."
Linde said with a smile:
"If there's a chance in the future, I can let you try even more human delicacies."
During the meal, Lind recounted many of his experiences in the Earl's territory, which amused Nix, who bombarded him with questions, showing great curiosity.
Even Nazla frankly stated that she must go to the heart of the bustling human settlements someday to see and experience it properly.
After the meal, Nazra found Lind and told him that she would be leaving the day after tomorrow to return to the Orc Kingdom.
Linde did some calculations and realized it was indeed about time to set off.
According to their calculations, Tamalin's journey from Fortified City would involve traversing numerous mountain ranges, making it considerably slower than traveling directly from Lind's territory to the Orcish Kingdom.
Even so, it was indeed time for Nazla to set off.
"That's fine. It's safer to go back sooner. Now that the situation has reversed, you'd rather spend more time to make sure that your survival is not discovered."
"I understand..."
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