"What's going on? Why can't I pull it out?"
A sweet female voice came from behind the injured orc. Perhaps because she had exerted too much force, her voice was also slightly panting.
"ah--"
The orc winced in pain and casually swung his left hand behind him, like someone swatting away a mosquito.
Thud—
The person behind him was struck by the suddenly swung, thick left hand, flying several meters before falling to the ground.
"Beautiful...beautiful woman?"
Joey's eyes widened in disbelief. Only then did he realize that behind the orc stood a stunningly beautiful woman, Catherine, who had secretly run away from the forest.
He swore that this was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen since he came to this strange world.
She wore heavy armor, but there was no attempt to cover what should be exposed. Her ample breasts were encased in two thick, golden, curved steel plates. Above her wrist guards, her slender arms were only covered by a thin, light blue garment. Her long, white legs were completely unarmored, with slits reaching all the way to her waist. Goodness, those legs were probably longer than Joey's life.
Perhaps the fall hurt a bit, because her bright eyes under her helmet were now completely filled with tears.
This was something Joey couldn't tolerate. In broad daylight, he actually hit such a beautiful woman. Was there no justice or law? If this happened in the 21st century, this orc would be condemned by millions of netizens.
"Will, you hold on, I'm going to check on the girl!"
After saying that, Joey slid through the orc's legs and ran straight towards the beautiful woman.
Will was speechless for a moment, never expecting that Joey would be such a fickle person.
However, he also realized that the woman must have run out of the woods to help them. Since she was an ally, it wouldn't be right to stop Joey from going.
"Wipe your drool before you talk to that girl!"
Will saw that Joey had already slipped out and shouted loudly behind him.
Joey was running so fast that after hearing Will's words, he quickly wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth with his hand.
"Young lady, how are you?"
Joey rushed to Catherine's side, crouched down, and was about to help her up.
"How dare you! Who gave you the right to touch me!"
To everyone's surprise, Catherine pushed herself up and stood up, glaring angrily at Joey.
"I...I haven't even met you yet!"
Joey pulled his hand back, his voice low, like a mosquito flapping its wings.
He hadn't expected this beautiful woman to have such a temper. It seemed she was some rich girl who had run away from a wealthy family and wanted to experience life.
He thought this, but his eyes were never idle. He wasn't allowed to touch, but he wasn't forbidden to look. In that short time, Joey had carefully looked at everything he could see, inside and out.
“I am the daughter of the Lord of Grayfurnace City. You may call me Lady Catherine. I now command you to kill that orc and retrieve my sword!”
Catherine wiped away her tears, pointed to the orc with the steel sword stuck in his thigh, and spoke to Joey in a commanding tone.
"Uh...what? I've just become your servant like this?"
Joey was still in a daze, wondering how he had been conscripted by the daughter of a city lord so inexplicably.
He's the kind of person who carries every brick with an abacus; how could he sell himself before even negotiating the price? He can't afford to lose face for a working-class man like himself.
Although you are a beauty and you have a powerful background, one thing is one thing, and we can't mix them up and make mess of things. If I were to help you voluntarily, that would be my choice, but being ordered to do work like this, Joey really wanted to pull out a labor law book and throw it in her face.
"I'm not going!"
Joey flatly refused, but kept her eyes on what she liked to watch, since it was free anyway.
"What did you say?"
Catherine stood with her hands on her hips, staring at Joey, completely surprised that he dared to refuse her.
"What, never been rejected by a handsome guy? I'm here to tell you that not everyone is willing to be a simp!"
Joey spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly, which confused Catherine in front of him.
"What simp? What are you talking about? I'm asking you to go and kill that orc and retrieve my sword. I'll give you gold coins as a reward!"
Catherine took two steps forward as she spoke, but she was still a head shorter than Joey and could only look up at him.
"Wow, it's so deep! Is this the Mariana Trench?"
"No, no, my nose is going to bleed!"
In that instant, Joey witnessed the most beautiful scenery in the world, and felt as if he were being elevated.
He quickly pinched his nose and tilted his head back to prevent the nosebleed from actually starting.
"What did you just say? I didn't hear you clearly?"
Joey, whose attention had been completely off Catherine's, asked another question.
Catherine thought her voice was too soft, so she moved closer to Joey and raised her voice to say it again.
"It's over, I can't hold on to it anymore!"
Joey was so overwhelmed by the fragrance emanating from Catherine that he felt dizzy, and his nose started bleeding uncontrollably, the blood sliding down his fingers.
"Gold coins? You're saying that killing the orc and retrieving the sword will get you gold coins as a reward?"
Fortunately, this time Joey listened to Catherine's advice.
He was shocked. He had never seen gold coins before in this strange world. Gold coins were like something out of a legend. He had only heard people in taverns boast about owning them, but he had never seen them with his own eyes.
"Okay, I said it, are you in or not?"
Catherine seemed to be losing patience. She hadn't expected this person to be so indecisive and not at all as obedient as Puff.
"Do it, do it, we have to do it! We must obey the young lady's words, no, we must follow Lady Catherine's orders! This kind of thing must be left to me!"
Joey immediately started his act, even kneeling on one knee. He didn't know if the posture was right or wrong; he had just read about it in a book and thought he would never need to use it.
He gazed at the angel, or rather, the god of wealth, with a fawning expression.
"Then why aren't you going yet?"
Catherine had no time to ponder the reason for Joey's change of expression; all she wanted now was to take revenge and retrieve her sword.
"Understood!"
Joey turned around and was about to rush back to the position of the four orcs.
Only then did he realize that two orcs were charging towards him, one of whom happened to be the orc with the steel sword stuck in his thigh.
Money emboldens the poor.
Fortune favors the bold.
Joey felt no fear as the two orcs charged toward him; instead, he was quite excited, as if the legendary gold coins were rushing toward him.
He tightened his grip on the axe, a greedy look on his face.
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