Part Two The Human World Chapter Nine Stolen Items
That night, Asa woke up from the smell of blood emanating from his body.
He had already taken a shower and changed his clothes. But when he lay on the bed and gradually fell into a hazy semi-sleep state, he immediately smelled the strong smell of blood that had lingered in his nose during the day. His bones were cracked and his muscles were torn.
The sound of the weapon being opened and the death cry of the big-eared monster vaguely rang in my ears. The feeling of holding a knife and slashing into the body came from my hand, mixed with the smell of blood, and rushed into my mind.
When fighting for your life, this feeling once made people fall into the excitement of a primitive beast - because I don't want to die, so I want you to die. But once you return to this peaceful environment, you will have a delicious meal.
I made a fine meal, discussed some matters with other people, and lay down on the most comfortable bed in the best hotel in Bracada. I truly felt that when I was still alone, this beast-like memory would only come back.
It makes people feel sick to their stomachs. The feeling of humans and the feeling of animals cannot blend harmoniously in the body, and the mutual impact and repulsion makes people feel nauseous.
Asa walked out of the room and went to the back garden of the hotel. He planned to blow in the air to wake himself up.
The lights and noise in the tavern in front continued. In the back garden, dry air swept in from the west. Asa felt the atmosphere of the frontier plateau, and his mind seemed to become clearer. He sighed comfortably.
But suddenly there was a sound of vomiting in the wind.
Not far in front, a man was bending over, with one hand supporting the wall and the other covering his chest and abdomen with his head buried in the air and vomiting. He was vomiting very hard, as if he was trying hard to get rid of everything in his body.
It was all poured out, and even though there was nothing left to spit out, he was still retching, tears and snot flowing to his mouth, hanging down together with the saliva.
Finally, he seemed to have used up his last bit of strength, and stood up unsteadily. The light from the tavern reflected his face dark red, and the haggardness turned the original masculine look into a very embarrassed one. Asa could see that
It's Rodhart.
Rodhart also saw Asa. He took some water from the water tank next to the horse and wiped it on his face with his sleeve. He seemed to have regained some energy.
"Is this your first time killing people?" Asa asked. He knew that many soldiers were like this after killing people for the first time. He was also very uncomfortable, but he was much better than him. "Strictly speaking, those people are not considered human beings."
Rodhart took a breath, shook his head and said, "I've never even killed a chicken before." Today he killed at least a dozen big-eared monsters with his own hands. After a long silence, he said, "I listened to those
Growing up with legends about heroes fighting, I have always longed for the scenes of galloping on the battlefield, with swords and blood shadows. When I used to learn swordsmanship and how to fight in the knight school, I always thought about how to assassinate the enemy.
Cut off the head of the enemy general with one sword. These have been just illusory concepts in my head for many years. I have become accustomed to treating killing as just a word. Today I finally did it with my own hands, but...
"His face was very pale. "Don't call them enemies, they are just big-eared monsters. As long as you think that they can speak human language, they also live with humans in many places, and they are half human. I didn't care when I was nervous at the time.
, I couldn’t sleep after I came back. I always thought clearly about the sword that stabbed me in during the day, the blood came out, and I could feel that thing in my hand that could talk like me..." He showed pain.
His expression looked like he was about to vomit again.
"Killing is not an easy thing." Asa walked over and patted him on the shoulder. "Just get used to it. And you have to get used to it, if you don't want to be killed yet." Unknowingly, he brought others to his attention.
I took out the words I taught him a lesson.
"Thank you for your teaching." Rodhart's serious wording made Asa feel uncomfortable.
"I used to only imagine justice, heroes, and fighting in my concepts. But in reality, I discovered that these were just things that were beautified with stories. I naively believed in justice, but I killed the villagers.
"I thought I would be a fighting hero, but I know that killing people is too difficult for me." He looked at Asa sincerely. "I learned from you what the attitude should be in reality. You
You saved me and the fellow villagers, and the way you handled it today also solved what I thought was a desperate situation at the time. I really admire you, you are the real hero."
Asa felt that the lights in the tavern were burning too brightly, and even the dim light that came through made his face feel hot. He wanted to say something modest, but found that there was nothing to be modest about, so he had to say: "Actually...
..I just do what I want to do." He suddenly remembered the situations when the bold dwarves interacted with people in Kalundo, so he imitated their appearance and tone and stretched out his hand and said: "There are many
Needless to say, if you don’t mind, just make a friend.”
Rodhart was startled, then smiled. He also reached out and held Asa's hand.
"Can you do me a favor?" Asa asked.
"I'll go through fire and water," Rodhart replied.
The next day, Asa asked Rodhart to escort Chris back to the capital. He stayed in Brakada, as there were really important things to do here.
But the key is how to do it. This is the problem that gives him a headache. Do he have to go to the orc's castle alone to snatch the book back? He still remembers clearly how those orcs took them back half a year ago.
A whole group of people were slaughtered on the mountain top. The difference between the ogre werewolf and the big-eared monster is like a lion and a mangy dog. If you really want to go on a rampage, even if you have a hundred lives, you won't be able to die.
After racking his brains, Asa couldn't come up with any ideas. Asa thought of Lord Polugan. There seemed to be a lot of things in that guy's big head, so he simply went to him to help him think of a solution. But the truth couldn't be told.
, Asa then showed the appointment document given to him by the bishop, saying that the book was a very important book of the church and he had to get it back.
Unlike officials in other places, the name of the church does not seem to have much power over this guy who believes in practical results. This can also be seen from the urban environment of Bracada. There is only one hotel in the entire city that is as rough and shoddy as those hotels.
There are also small churches. Some priests have to live in various hotel rooms and listen to the noise of prostitutes and drunkards to carry out their sacred clerical work.
But even so, Lord Borugan still tried his best to help Asa, because he himself was also very concerned about the news about the orc city. They captured several big-eared monsters, but they did not get anything valuable after interrogating them secretly.
Intelligence. These ordinary big-eared monsters are not very clear about the situation of the orc city-state. This seems to be something that only the leaders of the big-eared monster community know. They are indeed planning to make a lot of money here and then go to
It was there to avoid being hunted by the human army. All the looted property was gathered and sent there secretly early in the morning.
After the interrogation, he returned to the office of the city hall. Mr. Borugan frowned and walked around in the same place again. His broom-like eyebrows stood above his big eyes that seemed to be staring fiercely at any time, allowing him to ponder his troubles.
It also looks evil.
"This seemingly absurd rumor about the orc city-state seems to be true. Since such absurd things can become a reality, we might as well boldly use the current situation to reason and imagine, and maybe we can go further.
See the whole thing clearly." He suddenly raised his head and asked Asa: "What do you think they did to steal the money?"
"Of course I'm using it." Asa thought this was nonsense.
"Well said. They are just for it." Lord Borugan highly praised Asa's nonsense answer. "We didn't think about it deeply before confirming the news. It's just that
We are accustomed to think that their robbery and extortion are just for money, just like other bandits. But we forget that these are the last few transactions to escape human society. They no longer dare to reappear in the empire. So what are they doing?
The reason why we are so interested in property can only be...the orc city-state is the same as our human society, using gold and silver currency for circulation. Furthermore, the city-state they built is not what we imagined.
It's not like the lair of a large group of wild beasts, but it's an orderly group, similar to our human society."
"Most people are too accustomed to seeing orcs as mindless beasts. In fact, from many places, they are also a race that should be quite intelligent. It's just that their cultural forms are different, so it's easy to give people that illusion.
That’s all. So although the idea of them establishing an orderly city-state does sound like nonsense, it is completely possible.”
Asa nodded, he believed this to be the case. He had seen several orcs of different races equipped with quite sophisticated weapons and armor. They would not be able to make them themselves, they could only go and have the ability to make them.
Human transactions. In other words, this matter has been planned at least half a year ago. Such a huge plan can be completely hidden from the eyes and ears of the entire empire...
No, it’s not completely hidden. At least I and the Duke know about it. The Duke said that it was a military secret and the empire was already handling it. It couldn’t be easily disclosed to others, but in this situation
It seems that it is obviously not the result of the empire's handling... A strange and vague doubt slowly arises in his heart, but it immediately conflicts with the good impression given to him by the Duke.
This conflict made him feel restless and restless, causing him to stop thinking. He looked at Lord Bolugan and asked, "So what if this is really the case?"
Mr. Borugan spread his hands, shook his head and sighed: "That's a good thing for you. But it's a terrible thing for me. For me, no, I should say for the entire Brakada, if there suddenly is a
As a country of orcs, the first thing to be affected will naturally be trade with Western countries, and the city's economic lifeline will completely collapse. What's worse is that if the empire goes to war with this country of orcs, this city will have no choice but to become a
It's a military base." Lord Borugan showed a fierce and sad expression.
"It will be much more convenient for you. I believe that the orcs will not be interested in the church's classics. You only need to find a channel for them to sell the stolen goods and spend a few gold coins to exchange the book back."
Asa nodded. The thing in the big head of the guy in front of him, which looked like an inflated pumpkin, was indeed quite weighty. He took a long breath. It would be best if he could solve the problem with just a few gold coins.
. He asked: "Where can we find that channel?"
"Of course you have to look for it yourself. There may be clues among the thieves arrested recently. There are also smart people among the criminals. There must be someone who wants to steal and sell stolen goods."