069: Orc Leader
"Your Excellency, Holy Son."
The man stood up awkwardly, placed his right hand on his left chest, bowed and thanked him, "Thank you for your help."
Immediately, his gaze was fixed on the boy.
Huai Yan's forehead was covered with a dense layer of sweat.
Using healing spells consumes more energy than usual.
But the boy shook his head, helped the beast chieftain in front of him up, and said softly, "No, no need to thank me, you should take good care of your injuries."
Although external injuries may appear to have healed, internal injuries are something that cannot be cured by human intervention and require self-care.
Soon, dozens of soldiers nearby also slowly woke up and got up from the ground.
"Your Holiness the Holy Son!" A soldier was the first to spot the young man in the holy robes and shouted immediately.
Then, more soldiers stood up excitedly, celebrating their survival.
"It was His Highness the Holy Son who saved us!"
"His Holiness the Holy Son! It's His Holiness the Holy Son!"
Shouts rose and fell, and at this moment, the beast chieftain also developed respect for the boy before him.
Lang Qing rubbed his hand, which was burning hot from the boy's touch.
For no apparent reason, his heart began to race.
It's not just because of the fresh and gentle fragrance emanating from Huaiyan.
Also because of the light surrounding the boy and his compassionate expression.
It always made him feel an irresistible urge to kneel down and worship.
Lang Qing took a deep breath, trying hard to restrain himself and not to be disrespectful in front of Messiah.
However, he was only distracted for a moment before the delicate and kind-hearted boy in front of him was surrounded by a crowd.
The soldiers were more excited than ever to see the Holy Son than ever before.
Because she survived the ordeal, Huaiyan was kept on by the grateful crowd of the beastmen.
In the tribe, after an explanation from the surviving soldiers.
Huai Yan then pieced together the complete story.
The original team, including its leader Wolf Green, consisted of 212 people.
Initially, the team did not encounter any danger and even caught a few scattered spirit beasts.
Spirit beasts are divided into levels. Low-level spirit beasts, like rabbits, can be eaten.
However, what the orcs need is not low-level ones.
Instead, they are high-level spirit beasts that can enhance magic power and magical energy.
However, high-level spirit beasts are not only extremely rare to encounter, but also exceptionally difficult to defeat.
As the saying goes, risk and reward go hand in hand.
Wolf Green was able to become the leader of the beastmen because he had some skills.
So this time, Lang Qing specially brought more than two hundred of the tribe's best members to harvest high-level spirit beasts.
However, the soldiers were already clearly exhausted after capturing several low- to mid-level spirit beasts.
Later, just when everyone had given up hope of encountering a high-level spirit beast.
Unexpectedly, a high-level spirit beast resembling a tiger suddenly leaped out of the forest.
Without saying a word, Lang Qing charged forward.
The final result was predictable.
Even with over two hundred soldiers and Wolf Green, they were no match for high-level spirit beasts.
The team spent about a day or two dealing with the spirit beast.
Then there's the first time I saw Huaiyan, and that's how it looked.
"That's too risky."
The boy frowned, his pretty face filled with worry, "What if something happens..."
Thankfully, Lang Qing is alright.
Otherwise, if a race is leaderless, the unarmed people will suffer.
Lang Qing was stunned, staring blankly at the boy's extremely serious face.
Normally, the Holy Son he saw always had that untouchable, yet extremely gentle demeanor.
This was the first time Wolf Green had done this on Messiah's face.
Seeing such a worried expression.
"What's the big deal?" Wolf Green said. "As a leader, one must take responsibility and one's abilities cannot remain stagnant."
For some reason, Lang Qing was unwilling to show the slightest fear in front of the holy young man.
He almost instinctively retorted, "If the tribe doesn't progress, I won't be the only one in danger in the future."
As soon as he finished speaking, the group that was still talking clearly fell silent.
The people of the tribe, with all sorts of different kinds of ears, looked at each other.
"presumptuous!"
One of the guards stepped forward, his palms poised and ready, gripping the hilt of the sword beside him.
It seemed as if he was about to draw his sword and point it at Lang Qing at any moment.
"How dare you disrespect His Highness the Holy Son!" The guard's face darkened, his eyes blazing with anger. "You'll have to pay for this with your lives!"
The atmosphere instantly became even more tense.
Out of compassion, people should help the tribal chief and stand behind Wolf Green.
Logically speaking, His Highness the Holy Son is incredibly great, a god of the entire continent of Seer, and he even rescued the leader of the beastmen.
This left everyone in a dilemma.
Wolf Green was the first to react and immediately changed his tone.
He then realized that he had just wanted to show off in front of the boy.
It seems like I did something stupid.
He actually yelled at His Highness the Holy Son.
"I'm sorry." The man stood up and bowed deeply to the seemingly frail boy once again.
“Your Excellency, Holy Son,” Lang Qing said solemnly, “Although I know you are worried about us, this is our duty.”
Upon hearing this, Huaiyan didn't say anything more.
After helping Lang Qing up, he hid in the guest room the tribe had prepared for him.
Watching the boy in his pure white robe walk away.
Lang Qing was stunned for a long time.
Just now, His Highness the Holy Son touched his body once again.
The boy seemed to be frightened by his tone.
Even so, the other party would still politely help him up.
Not a single word of blame was uttered.
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The rooms arranged by the tribe were quite nice.
After all, they are a race with hundreds of thousands of subjects.
The orcs' palace, though not as extravagant and magnificent as the royal church's, was still impressive.
It is a place that can be described as magnificent and grand.
73.
Huaiyan sat on the edge of the bed, looking somewhat troubled, and asked, "Does Lang Qing... dislike me?"
Especially the other person's eyes.
When Huaiyan stared into Lang Qing's eyes, it seemed as if he could really see a wolf lurking in the shadows.
Moreover, Lang Qing's slightly loud rebuttal just now seemed to indicate that he was not welcoming him.
073: "..."
073 stared at the progress bar representing Lang Qing's favorability rating and remained silent for a long time.
Wolf Green's favorability rating has reached 80%.
This means that Wolf Green no longer needs a strategy guide.
Because the other person may simply like Huai inkstones.
"I don't dislike him." 073 twitched his lips and said, "I think he probably... likes you?"
At the same time as 073's reply, there was a knock on the door.
Outside the door, Lang Qing's hand rose and fell again.
Just as he was about to knock a second time, the door opened.
"What happened?"
The boy peeked out, his pure white holy robes standing out prominently in the moonlight.
Logically speaking, Lang Qing's search for Huai Yan should have been harmless.
The wound from the daytime has already been treated; it's impossible for him to apply medicine.
The two weren't close, and it certainly wasn't a late-night heart-to-heart talk.
Just then, Lang Qing spoke first: "Your Excellency, Holy Son, please follow me."
The boy didn't understand, but he still obediently nodded.
He followed behind the wolf-eared man, blinking.
From this perspective, Huaiyan can see the other party's upright wolf ears.
It's like being on alert at all times.
Those wolf ears looked furry and completely different from their owner's.
Suddenly, the wolf's ears twitched, as if it sensed someone was watching it.
Huaiyan subconsciously turned her head away.
really.
The next second, Lang Qing turned around and glanced at him.
Huai Yan pretended to be nonchalant and followed Lang Qing to the back garden.
"that……"
The towering beastman leader, at this moment, was innocent and acted like a brute.
Lang Qing touched his neck and apologized, "Your Excellency, please don't take what happened tonight to heart."
The boy sat on the stone bench.
Upon hearing this, he blinked in confusion, looked at Lang Qing, and said, "I didn't take it to heart."
Under the moonlight, the boy's flawless holy robes gained an added touch of sanctity.
Bathed in the cold, pale moonlight, the boy's beautiful features appeared even more pitiful.
Wolf Green looked at the Holy Son, about to say something.
Suddenly, strange noises came from the surrounding woods.
"Mmm... Ah..."
A man's soft moans clearly reached their ears.
Huai Yan's breath hitched.
The boy's soft, adorable ear tips instantly turned red.
In the previous world, I spent so many days in bed with Fu Tingyu.
How could he not understand what the owner of that voice was doing?
Lang Qing's expression also looked somewhat unnatural.
Wolf Green secretly glanced at the boy, wanting to get his first reaction.
To everyone's surprise, the noise that followed was even more intense.
After a series of rustling, indescribable sounds.
The two people in the woods parted ways, lingering affectionately.
The boy was left standing there, his body completely red.
"Your Excellency, Holy Son."
Wolf Green cleared his throat, covered the club beneath him, and explained, "We beastmen..."
"I know all that." The boy blushed and nodded gently. "This is your custom..."
Lang Qing paused as he was about to explain.
It is not common to see His Highness the Holy Son behaving so rudely.
Especially in this picture, the boy looks shy and doesn't dare to look him in the eye.
"Hmm." Lang Qing's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice hoarse.
"Then..." His gaze deepened, burning with lust, as he asked the young man in a low voice, "Your Holiness the Holy Son..."
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