Game of the World Tree

"Have important information to report?"

Hearing the words of the half-orc Sharu, Demacia was shocked and narrowed her eyes.

"tell me the story."

He hehe laughed twice, and there was a hint of interest in his expression.

And Sharu paused, pointed to the direction he had just come from, and said:

"Master Elf, when I came here just now, I saw a dozen orcs discussing something there..."

As he spoke, he told the other party about the movements of the orcs he had just seen.

"Um... you mean, you noticed that some orcs were dissatisfied with us and planned to resist and escape?"

After listening to Sharu's words, Demacia glanced at him unexpectedly and said with great interest.

His expression showed a hint of eagerness to try, but he didn't have the slightest anger when he learned that the slave might rebel...

On the contrary, Sharu faintly saw some familiar rays of light in his eyes, which are the eyes that these elves often have when they are raging on the desert of death...

That look is the look of having fun, the look of excitement after seeing an interesting toy.

This discovery made Sharu open his mouth slightly, feeling more and more strange and terrifying of these elves...

He took a deep breath and nodded:

"Yes, before they were trying to win over other half-orcs, and they tried to win me over, but I refused."

"Hey, it's kind of interesting..."

Demacia chuckled and nodded lightly.

He carefully looked at the half-orc Sharu from head to toe, but Sharu only felt a sharp gaze fell on him, which made him tense his body subconsciously, and at the same time buried his head deeply, To show respect.

"What's your name?"

Sharu heard Demacia ask.

"Go back to the elf, my name is Shalu."

Sharu answered respectfully.

And as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a big hand on his shoulder, and at the same time, the iconic frivolous voice of the red-haired elf named Demacia also sounded:

"Sharu? Well...very good! You are very good! In order to express the reward, you will have meat every day in the future."

Eat meat every day!

Sharu's eyes lit up and his expression was happy.

Being a slave is a foregone conclusion.

For him, the thing he looks forward to most every day now is the possible delicious barbecue...

After living for so many years, Shalu has no other advantages, just a big heart.

"Thank you, Lord Elf!"

He hurriedly said excitedly.

But when he was expressing his gratitude, Demacia suddenly stopped his movements and asked with a half-smile:

"But...I'm curious, why did you choose to report to me instead of helping them hide it? After all...you should be clansmen, we are hostile, right?"

Hearing the elf's words, Sharu's movements were stagnant, and he was a little nervous.

After a moment of silence, he finally chose to tell the truth:

"It's useless...there's no escape."

He shook his head,

"It's useless? We don't have many people guarding you. To be honest, if you really unite, it's not impossible to escape."

Demacia shook her head too.

"But... we have all signed a contract. If we resist, we will suffer severe backlash, and even if we survive the backlash, we will not be able to escape the pursuit of more powerful beings."

Sharu smiled wryly.

After speaking, he sighed:

"I know, it's not just adults who guard us, but also those crypt spiders that can be seen everywhere... and the adults behind the crypt spiders."

"You know quite a lot."

Demacia glanced at him unexpectedly and raised an eyebrow.

"Cough, this... I used to be a priest in the tribe. I often dealt with human caravans, inquired about news, and had some understanding of the strength of adults."

Sharu replied respectfully.

"What?! You... used to be a priest?!"

This time, Demacia was really stunned.

He looked at Sharu from head to toe again, looking surprised.

"There are really orc priests who gave up their beliefs and became captives, and even made small reports... But is this betrayal too fast? It's more cowardly than me? I thought that orc priests are all hard bones. Choose to fight to the death..."

he muttered softly.

At this time, another elf coughed dryly, leaned close to his ear, and whispered:

"Dema, this half-orc was captured by our guild leader, the only priest who surrendered, um... I didn't mention it to you before."

"Your guild president?"

Demacia turned her head to look at each other.

It was a player from the Mengmeng Committee who spoke, and the guild leader he spoke of was naturally Xiao Xianmiao.

"No wonder no wonder... I seem to have heard her mention it casually, but I forgot it for a while."

Demacia nodded, looking stunned.

He had indeed heard that Xiao Xianmiao had captured a rare "fake" priest.

It is said that the half-orc is obviously a silver priest, but only at the level of a shallow believer. In the end, he even gave up his faith directly and became a slave...

Now it seems that this is the guy in front of him.

"Priest... If I remember correctly, every orc priest has managed tribal affairs."

he muttered to himself.

And as if thinking of something, Demacia suddenly smiled again, and looked at Sharu again.

As a silver player, Demacia's eyes are very sharp.

Being stared at by such eyes, Sharu, whose strength has already fallen to the middle of black iron, is even more nervous.

He buried his head deeply, trembling.

And it wasn't until a few seconds later that he heard the other party's voice again:

"Sharu, right? You...are you interested in becoming a mine?"

"Mines?"

Sharu was stunned.

And Demacia smiled again and explained:

"Hey hey, it is to manage your clansmen for us, be responsible for some of your daily affairs, and always report your movements to us."

"If you want, you can eat meat every day in the future, and as long as you can manage the orcs well, make everyone work more efficiently, and work in a safe manner, you can even avoid the task of mining... Of course, If there are some troublesome guys that you can't solve, you also need to report to us in time, um... this time is very good."

"To put it bluntly, you are the leader of all orc slaves and connect with us."

"However, if you don't do well, you will be punished!"

Demacia said while looking at Sharu with a smile.

Timid, mindful, quick-witted, and experienced in management.

In his opinion, this half-orc has the potential to be a dog-legged leader!

If the only thing that makes him less satisfied is the person who can easily betray his companions, I am afraid that when the time is right, he will also easily betray the master who takes refuge.

In other words, this guy is afraid that he only has himself in his heart and is very selfish.

This kind of character can't be trusted, and when it says betrayal, it will betray.

In a sense, this Sharu is also a ruthless character.

However, as long as the strength is strong, it can completely save a lot of energy by convincing such a scumbag and letting the other party do things for him.

After playing the game for so long, Demacia's mentality has long since changed from what it used to be.

Although the intention to die is immortal, at least when facing NPCs, he is no longer the young man who simply regarded NPCs as data.

Considering the actions of NPCs like this is like considering a person's psychology, which is the biggest proof.

And this is also a sign that many players have truly integrated into the "Elf Kingdom" and gradually become one with the indigenous people.

"How? Will you?"

After explaining, Demacia looked at Sharu again.

And Sharu was stunned for a moment, and then looked happy:

"I...I want to!"

If he can gain the trust of the elves, he will have the guarantee of life in the future. Of course he is willing to do such a thing!

Demacia was also satisfied to see Sharu accepted for inclusion.

Of course, no matter how respectful the other party is, he knows that this is not true loyalty.

Even... if the player completely let go, let this guy truly integrate the half-orcs of the mine, and gain the support of the half-orcs, what will happen is really uncertain.

Although Rose is suppressing it, it will definitely not turn the sky upside down, but it will also be very troublesome.

However, he had already figured out a solution.

When this matter was over, he arranged for players who knew Transfiguration and Disguise to sneak into the Orcs, and spread the news that Sharu took the initiative to turn to the Elf as a dog's leg, completely isolating the Orcs from their hearts.

And in this case, no matter what the original intention of the half-orc named Sharu was, he was essentially detached from the other half-orcs.

At this time, he could only hold the player's thigh tightly, squeezing the other orcs, and turning the dog's leg all the way to black.

At the same time, it is necessary to differentiate those half-orcs who have the same tendency to take refuge with this Sharu.

Hehehe, only if the orc dog bites the dog, and the internal unity cannot be united, the players can manage them more stably.

"Okay, leave your minecart, this is your dinner today, reward you with a big piece of meat, go down! You will officially become the mine head of all the orcs in this mine from tomorrow."

Demacia said.

"Thank you, Lord Elf!"

Sharu looked surprised and thanked him again and again.

He took out his own rice bowl and took the food, Meimei sniffed the large piece of barbecue, and looked intoxicated.

He hadn't seen such a big chunk of meat in a long time!

Their tribe was originally a small tribe, and the supplies were not abundant. The last time I saw such a large piece of meat, the tribe hunted a monster in the dark mountains, and other tribes offered it to him.

However, looking at the large piece of barbecue in front of him as a reward, after being happy for a while, his expression gradually became lost.

He suddenly remembered his own family.

I remembered the tribal elder who refused to change his beliefs after being captured and finally chose to kill him...

Thinking of those clansmen who resolutely resisted in battle and finally died under the sword of the elf...

At the same time, his mind flashed through the previous images of the orcs who were discussing running away and invited him...

For a time, Sharu's expression suddenly became a little complicated, and his expression was a little hesitant.

"What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

Demacia asked again.

Sharu shook his head, but his expression changed a few times, and he nodded hesitantly.

"What's the matter? Is there anything else to report?"

Demacia frowned.

"No... not..."

Sharu shook his head.

He looked back at the mine again, his expression a little tangled.

But soon, he gritted his teeth and asked a little nervously:

"That elf... I want to ask, what are you going to do to the half-orcs who are going to resist."

"Um?"

After hearing his words, Demacia was suddenly surprised.

"What? What advice do you have?"

He narrowed his eyes and looked at each other.

And being stared at by Demacia, Sharu only felt his scalp tingling, he never imagined that he would have such a fear of elves...

He took a deep breath and said cautiously:

"That... Lord Elf, I was thinking... Although they resisted, you also know that they are destined to fail, that... So, I think it is possible to give them a chance..."

"Huh? But...it's you who made the snitch...do you regret it now?"

Demacia chuckled.

Hearing Demacia's words, Sharu's expression was a little disappointed.

Do you regret it?

he does not know.

He didn't know why he suddenly came up with the idea of ​​interceding for those guys...

Obviously, he originally planned to step on the other tribes to gain the trust of the elves.

Obviously he should not care about the lives of those who are not from his tribe.

But seeing that he really wanted to gain the trust of the elves, and the price was likely to be the death of those half-orcs, he suddenly hesitated.

This is ridiculous.

Obviously, it's him who drives all this.

But……

Hey……

He also doesn't understand himself.

Sharu was silent for a moment, and finally he could only smile bitterly:

"I don't know...just...I don't want to see them die anymore..."

As soon as these words came out, Shalu himself felt that he was a little hypocritical.

At the same time, his heart became uneasy again.

He didn't know if his words would offend these elves.

However, unlike what Sharu imagined, Demacia laughed after hearing his words:

"Yes, as long as you can persuade them to calm down and work hard, we will naturally not pursue the rest."

Hearing his words, Sharu breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon, he was stunned for a second, and pointed to himself:

"I?"

"That's right, everything is what you said. Naturally, you will solve it. If you can solve it, everyone will be happy."

Demacia nodded.

Then, the conversation changed:

"However, if they do make things worse, I can't guarantee what will happen."

He hehe smiled, patted the other party's shoulder, and said meaningfully:

"Do well, Mr. Sharu."

After he finished speaking, he put the ore into the storage space and left with the other elves, leaving Sharu stunned in place.

On the other hand, Shalu was holding his rice bowl for a while, and finally suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly turned around and walked towards the mine...

His figure disappeared into the darkness.

After the deal with the dark dwarves, Demacia left Rivendell.

And as he walked, he recalled the half-orc Sharu he had just met.

"It seems that there are quite a few surrendering factions among the Orcs..."

"Do you regret it... It seems that he still has a bit of conscience, not a down-to-earth nonsense, and his heart is not cruel. Hmm... In this case, I feel that the value of training is even greater."

"I always feel that maybe I can figure out another way to deal with the Orcs."

"In this world, the solution to the problem is not just fighting...hehehehe..."

As if thinking of something, he laughed again, with a slightly wretched expression, the players around him couldn't bear to look directly, and the corners of his mouth twitched...