An Illustrated Guidebook to Other Races

It is not a coincidence that Garuch, as the presiding judge of the church, suddenly appeared in Panotti, a small country formed by sub-orcs and alien races.

After learning that he was very likely to have encountered his original thing before resurrecting amnesia, the elders in the clan immediately urged him to find his original thing as soon as possible and bring it back to the Holy Land of the Lightwing Clan for tight protection. , After all, the original thing of the Lightwing tribe falls in the hands of other people, which is equivalent to a dangerous timing bomb/bomb. Even some soul mages and necromancers with stronger mental power can also control and control the original thing by controlling the original thing. The connected Lightwing Warriors are for their own use.

In particular, Garukh is still the most talented member of the younger generation in the clan, and is almost recognized as the imperial successor of the next Great Elder of the Lightwing Clan. The elders in the clan say nothing will let his source of origin fall out. Become a dangerous element of instability that may threaten him at any time.

Although the great elder has repeatedly disliked Garukh, he still cares about his people, otherwise he would not be teleported to his nemesis night elves by the space crack when he found that Garukh led his subordinates besieging Medusa's lair. After the base camp, he broke into the death forest alone and fought fiercely with the Queen of the Night Fallen Elves. Only then did the newly resurrected Garuch, who was still very weak, brought back safely to the Holy Land of the Lightwing Race.

This time, in order to find the original thing of Garuh as soon as possible, he also gritted his teeth and took out his own treasure to bribe a highly respected great prophet of the Holy See, asking him to help fortune the area where the original thing of Garuh is located.

After knowing what the Great Elder had done for him, even Garuch, who had some opinions on the eccentricity of the Great Elder, couldn't help but be slightly moved.

"Don't think too much, I didn't do this for you, who made you so incompetent that you can't even find your own original thing. It would be a shame to my Lightwing Clan to say it!" The Great Elder looked noble. Said coldly ironically.

Garukh: "..."

The young presiding judge pressed down the blood-red cross where his forehead was beating, and asked blankly: "I don't know what my original thing is, so how can I determine my original thing?"

The elder elder looked at him and his eyes were blatantly written, ‘You don’t even know your origin, are you an idiot? ’

Finally, when Galluk's veins were about to fill his forehead, and even when he wanted to rush up to fight regardless of his identity as the elder, the elder gave him a pity.

"When you see your original thing, you will know it naturally."

Garuch did not understand what the great elder said at the time, but when he followed the results of the divination, when he came to Crewe, he just ran into a crowd of black dead and attacked and destroyed the Holy See’s establishment in Crewe. As the presiding judge of the Holy See, it is of course obligated to eliminate these evil and cruel heretics/believers and protect the innocent and weak.

Garuch, who was fighting fiercely in the air with some undead flying creatures controlled by the Black Death, suddenly heard the panic begging of a young girl from below with a weak cry.

The sound was extremely faint and soft. Compared with the surrounding chaotic fighting and the sound of weapons and armor colliding, it was like a moth about to be swallowed by a sea of ​​fire, but Garuch still keenly caught this weak enough to be ignored. Soft voice.

Because when he heard this voice, he felt that his heart was suffocated and unbearably suffocated, and there was a vague premonition in his mind. If he loses the other party, he will definitely be injured very seriously. .

So he followed the guidance in his heart and flew into the cave below.

When he saw the red dragon controlled by the evil black dead, spouting hot dragon flames in the direction of an orc girl with its big mouth open, Garuch did not hesitate to attack that one. The evil dragon wanted to stop it, but didn’t want the evil dragon to be hit by him rather than stop, until he heard the screams of the dark dead who had been controlling the dragon’s attack on Crewe. Garukh was surprised to find that the target of the red dragon's attack was not the girl, but its owner.

The severely injured Red Dragon finally glanced at the Orc girl who fell on the ground in pain, and then fled from the cave entrance embarrassed with her wings spread.

Galluch did not go after the red dragon, but hurried to the position of the orc girl.

He folded his wings behind her and fell beside her, staring at the girl for an instant, feeling the tightness of his chest and the unfamiliar rush of agitation and the familiar feeling of involvement from the demi-orc girl. , Galluk frowned tightly.

His original thing is actually an Orc.

This can be troublesome.

He can't always tie such a big living thing by his side at any time.

The other elders in the clan who have found their original things are very convenient to carry with them, because some of their original things are a bird, some is a grass, and there is even an elder’s origin. The thing is a small mushroom man about the size of a palm. It is very convenient to hold it in his pocket. Moreover, the small mushroom man is very obedient and well-behaved. Garuch wanted to raise a mushroom man very much. He also expected his original thing to be a small, cute and easy-to-carry creature like the Mushroom Man, but he did not expect that his original thing was actually an Orc girl.

At the thought of taking care of such a troublesome creature in the future, Garukh felt a little irritable.

He squatted down with a cold face, trying to take the frightened Orc girl to a safe place.

It's just that when he stretched out the messy black hair on the girl's cheek and saw the slightly frowned white face, Garuk was stunned.

He glanced at the girl.

Then kept watching.

Then, cautiously, poked her face with her finger.

"Master Galluk, the black dead above have been repelled by us... Hey, are you..."

Galluk picked up the girl and swept away his eyes coldly.

The opponent closed his mouth wisely.

...

You re-dressed, sitting in the living room downstairs with a dignified posture, looking at the two-winged Vatican adjudicator behind him, the softly contoured face outlined by the candlelight reveals a faint hesitation and confusion.

"You mean, about my amnesia, it's probably caused by black magic?"

"Yes, I noticed that there is a black magic in your body that has sealed your memory. If you come back to the Holy See with me, someone will help you unlock this seal and restore your original memory." Galluk said nothing. Looking at you with expression.

Your gaze glanced uncomfortably across the clear blood stains on the white robe on his chest. When you thought of the embarrassing encounter with this light-winged judge from the Holy See not long ago, you couldn’t help but bow your head. Look at him, his cheeks are slightly hot in embarrassment.

You don’t understand why the presiding judge appeared out of your window in the middle of the night. If it weren’t for his serious and cold face and frosty blue eyes, you would have thought he had something for you. Bad thoughts.

After all, if you really want to find out what happened before your amnesia, you can talk to you during the day.

As a result, he suddenly appeared out of your bedroom window in the middle of the night without saying a word. It was really easy to make people want to get crooked.

"Master Galluk, did you...know me before?" You hesitated, and then asked.

Garuk was silent for a moment, and his eyebrows wrinkled tightly. "I can't be sure. I was near death before... No, it was a serious injury and lost part of my memory, so I don't remember you, but yes. You and I have a strange sense of familiarity."

Your eyes widened in surprise. It turns out that the presiding judge has lost his memory just like you. Now you can't help but feel more close to him.

"Is your injury better?" You asked softly.

Your sudden concern and the gentle gentleness in your words made Garuhe stunned. He frowned and looked at you seriously, as if he was considering a very important decision.

In the end, he clenched his fist, and his ice blue eyes stared at you suddenly.

You think he is going to say something very serious, and you can't help holding your breath.

"I will be responsible for you."

You were stunned for a moment, before you blinked your eyes blankly, "...What are you responsible for me?"

As if after careful deliberation, the Chief Judge of the Lightwing Clan sitting in front of you looked at you blankly, repeating it in a straight tone, "I will be responsible for marrying you."

Looking at the other person's indifferent and handsome face, you almost thought you had a hallucination.

You forcibly resisted a certain sense of shame and unspeakable embarrassment, took a deep breath, and asked in a calm tone: "Why are you responsible for me? And...you want to marry me?"

"I have taken care of your body, so naturally I should take responsibility for you." Galluk said blankly, as if to say something very ordinary.

When he mentioned the embarrassing thing again, you felt a wave of enthusiasm rushing to your cheeks.

It may be that your blushing at the moment is regarded as a feminine shyness, and Garukh feels that he should praise you more to make you feel more like him.

So he thought for a while, and praised you with a cold, low voice: "Don't worry, you are in good shape, I am very satisfied."

You just feel the blood flowing straight into your mind, the whole blush is almost dripping.

"Please, please stop making such jokes."

"I'm not joking."

As if unexpectedly your reaction, Garuk frowned and said solemnly: "We Lightwings never lie. If you are worried that I will deceive you, we can get married now."

You look at his indifferent indifferent face and those icy blue eyes that don't have any emotional ups and downs, you just feel dizzy in his head.

Just when you felt overwhelmed, you suddenly heard the crisp sound of some porcelain falling on the floor and breaking.

You follow the voice, and you see Renault, who appears at the top of the stairs for unknown time. His handsome face with a gentle smile has become extremely cold at this moment. Looking at Garuch's blue eyes, he even reveals a cold biting bitterness. chill.

"Do you want to die like that?"

A colder and somber male voice came from the back door that was kicked open.

You turned your head tremblingly. Not surprisingly, you saw Dubin's figure at the back door. He seemed to have just returned from the outside with sporadic warm blood on his hands.