Linde pointed to the broom and rag in the corner of the room and said:
"There's only one right now, and all I need to do is clean my room every day."
Nix's eyes widened, and she said:
"Meow! You want me to do this? No way!"
Linde's lips curled up, and he took out the quill pen and waved it around.
Are you sure you don't want to do it?
When Nix saw the quill pen, she shuddered and quickly said:
"Fine, fine, I'll do it, okay, meow!"
Linde nodded in satisfaction and stood up:
"That's more like it. Well then, do your best, and I'll give you a reward if you do well."
"Then...can I crawl into your shadow at night, meow?"
"Huh? Huh?"
Now it was Lind's turn to be surprised.
"Why? Is my shadow so attractive?"
Nix wriggled her tail and clasped her little hands together, saying:
"Your shadow is different from everyone else's, meow..."
"What's different?"
"I don't know, meow, warm meow."
"It feels so good to say, meow."
"……what ever."
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Having finally dealt with the catgirl, Lind was enjoying his breakfast in the lobby downstairs while pondering the information he had gathered from her.
First, she herself was unaware of her own origins. She said that when she woke up, she was in the wasteland near the city of Fortified City. She didn't know how she got there or what she should do. She only knew her name: Nix.
Regarding this, Linde has two conjectures. First, this catgirl lost her memory for some reason. Or, this catgirl has a very powerful background, an extraordinary background, as if she were born into this world.
Upon learning this, Linde had the idea of keeping the catgirl.
Secondly, Nix has an innate ability to slip into the shadows, as if that were her home.
Although Linde has already cracked most of this special ability, just thinking about it is terrifying.
A born assassin, a blade in the darkness.
Lind was glad that the body was in an innocent catgirl, rather than some wild beast.
While this powerful ability has certain limitations, it is still ridiculously strong.
According to the catgirl, her ability can only be used at night; it cannot be used during the day unless it is in a very dark place, as the shadow is not strong enough.
Thinking this, Linde picked up a piece of toast covered in jam, took a bite, then picked up a glass of fruit wine, drank it all in one gulp, and ended his breakfast.
That's all the information we have so far, but it's enough for Lind to draw a general conclusion.
Their origins are unknown, but they possess extraordinary abilities; they have lost their memories, but retain all their common sense.
Combined with the information obtained from the Shadowbinder Alliance regarding the strange orc caravan.
Lind had reason to suspect that the catgirl he had was the target of this group of orcs.
If, as Eugene says, this orc caravan is expected to arrive in my territory today, based on previous intelligence, my men are capable of handling it.
However... it wasn't that Linde didn't trust the Shadowbinder Alliance; he was just curious why an orc would travel so far to find a peculiar orc.
Things that pique the curiosity of the Shadowbinders Alliance naturally hold secrets, and secrets are inextricably linked to wealth.
Before the meal, Lind had already described the events of the previous night as a wild animal intrusion, and Jero was tasked by Lind to take care of the new servant.
At this moment, Lind summoned Geral and ordered her to go to the military camp to relay the order for Astaire to strengthen the defenses and keep a close watch on incoming caravans. After doing all this, he told Astaire to come to his mansion to await orders.
As for Alice, Lind didn't intend to bother her; she was probably still busy with something.
Soon, the number of guards in the camp increased, and Aster quickly arrived at Lind's mansion.
"My lord, have you received any news? Is there an enemy planning to invade?"
Linde beckoned Astaire over and told him his guesses and plans.
After listening, Aster frowned and said:
"My lord, I suggest that it is best not to let these orcs enter your territory directly."
"Oh? Why?"
Linde was surprised that Astaire would say something like that.
"I have dealt with some orc warriors before. You may not know this, but these orcs are different from humans. They can awaken the power of their bloodline, which can greatly enhance their various abilities. They are quite strong."
"Although I can protect you, if a fight breaks out, it will inevitably cause damage and casualties to the territory."
On the continent of Tiel, orcs are a rather unique race. Their kingdom system is loose and has always been quite chaotic, with frequent conflicts between various tribes.
Even so, when these tribes unite, they become a formidable force across the entire continent.
They relied on the violent power in their blood, a power that came from the orcs' gods and ancestors, or more accurately, a kind of divine magic.
"Moreover... the purpose of this caravan is currently unknown, and existing intelligence points to them heading straight for us..."
"Regardless of their purpose, it's clear they have something on their mind about us."
"My lord, I think it would be better to confront them openly and have a frank discussion outside our territory..."
After a moment's thought, Lind had a sudden inspiration and whispered something to Astaire.
Astaire's expression shifted several times before he finally nodded and said:
"Yes, sir, I will go and make preparations right away."
Lin De smiled. If things went as expected, he was now all set and just waiting to lure the enemy into the trap and catch them like turtles in a jar.
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Meanwhile, Nazra, who had already arrived near Linde's territory, was unaware that her whereabouts had been leaked, and she was very excited.
Since yesterday, the Spirit-Scented Beast seems to have suddenly become much better, accurately pinpointing the location of the Holy Blood Beastman.
This proves that their search was on the right track; the Holy Blood Orc must have infiltrated Lind's territory.
The thought of how much time she had wasted in the Fortified City made her even more worried about her people who were still in their homeland.
"Hopefully this Holy Blood Orc is powerful, otherwise..."
The community entrusted her with their future, and she dared not betray that trust.
Therefore, she had to overcome countless difficulties to come to this human kingdom in search of this peculiar Holy Blood Beastman.
Just then, an orc warrior ran over and said:
"Chief, we're almost there. Should we charge straight in or continue pretending to be a caravan?"
Nazla smiled knowingly and said:
"Continue to pretend to be a caravan, and do not act rashly. We cannot afford any more losses."
"Let's first see how strong this baron's territory is."
Soon, Nazra and her group arrived at the entrance to Linde's territory.
The stationed soldiers quickly noticed the situation and gathered around.
At this moment, Nazla stepped forward and said:
"Gentlemen, we are an orc caravan that has traveled from afar. We wish to conduct some trade in your territory and, incidentally, request lodging for the night. What do you think..."
Before the soldiers could utter a sound, a deep voice came from behind them:
"Isn't this Miss Nazira Adan?"
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