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The four of them heard the other's voice and turned to face it.
Fifty meters, thirty meters, ten meters.
The orc chieftain clenched his fist and met the gazes of the four. They were now quite close, but none of the four creatures made a move.
Five meters, three meters.
The orc leader stopped three meters away.
Judging from the orcs' speed, this distance is practically the same as standing face to face.
However, the four orc-like creatures remained motionless, simply watching him silently.
"Not planning to make a move?" the orc chieftain thought to himself.
He hoped he had made the right bet. (Seven)
But if the other party makes any strange moves, he will still escape as quickly as possible.
Although I'd be willing to sacrifice myself, I certainly wouldn't go and die if I could run away.
Of the four, Shara stood at the front, raising her hands in front of the orc leader to indicate that she had no weapon.
The orc leader took a half step back, maintaining a posture as if ready to retreat at any moment.
Shara raised one hand high, then squatted down, and took out a booklet from the side of her backpack with the other hand, placing it on the ground in front of her.
The orc chieftain looked at her movements with suspicion, and then took another half step back.
In the shadows, the other beastmen watched nervously, but they didn't know exactly what had happened; they could only vaguely see Shara crouching down.
Then, Shara stood up and lightly tapped the booklet with her toe.
The booklet slid down to the orc leader, startling him. (Skirt)
The orc chieftain frowned, glancing at the booklet on the ground, then at the four heroes.
The four people raised their hands and took a few steps back.
If the orc chieftain wanted to pick up the booklet, he would have to crouch down, which was not an easy position for running away or fighting.
Although the distance of a few steps didn't give him much room to maneuver, it at least indicated that the four people had no intention of fighting him.
The orc chieftain watched the four retreat, then glanced at the booklet on the ground. Orcs didn't have anything called "paper," so he didn't pick it up.
After just one glance, my mind raced, trying to figure out what it was.
but……
"Never seen it before?"
What is this white thing?
With an agility of 30+, the orc leader picked up the booklet like the wind, and disappeared instantly after activating [Stealth].
They returned safely to the orcs, whereupon a group of orcs surrounded them.
Instead of asking silly questions like, "They didn't do anything to you, did they?", all the orcs focused their attention on the booklet.
However, perhaps because they grabbed it too hard, the booklets were all bundled together.
"what is this?"
"It doesn't look like food?"
"You can't just eat anything!"
Orc leaders from other tribes also gathered during this time, all wanting to know what was going on.
A group of people studied it for a while and found that the feel of this thing was quite different from anything they knew.
And finally, we know this thing can be opened.
"It looks like something was drawn?"
"It looks familiar..."
"If I'm not mistaken, there should be writing on this, right?"
"Is there anyone here who can read?!"
Among the Orcs, those who understand Chinese characters are actually very few... perhaps one in a hundred orcs can read.
They recognized the symbols as writing, but couldn't read them.
"Let me see!" one of the orc leaders said.
There are also "families" among orcs.
Long ago, orcs also had proper countries, and naturally, they had their own culture.
The orcs' territory has now been completely occupied by the demons, but some of their culture has been passed down through some fallen families.
Literacy is not considered a useful skill among orcs. It's better to learn hunting techniques than to learn to read, so the literacy rate is low, and only the descendants of those fallen families still know a little bit about it.
The orc took the booklet, flipped through it carefully, and slowly widened his eyes.
Then he raised his head, his lips trembling slightly: "...Good news."
If this truly belongs to our own kind, then that's fantastic news!
"What does it say?!"
The other orcs were also intrigued.
The orc chieftain, who could read, looked down at the booklet and began to read its contents aloud.
Friends, if you see these words, it means you have encountered our powerful comrades, a species called "humans".
They look similar to us, but they don't have ears or tails, they don't speak the same language as us, and they usually wear white clothes.
Although we cannot understand each other's languages, please believe that they are our friends and the enemies of the goblins.
They will provide us with help unconditionally, offering us food, water, clothing, and even shelter.
They are a race stronger than orcs; they can use all sorts of powerful magic and can easily kill goblins.
So if you encounter "humans", please cooperate with them to fight the goblins.
We cannot prove the truth of everything through words, so we can only leave behind the names of the rescued orcs to prove that we are currently receiving help from humans, and leave this message for all orcs.
Behind them were the orc signatures that the believers had painstakingly copied down, their foreheads covered in sweat.
Orcs have a primitive writing system, which is similar to writing down each phonological symbol and then reading it aloud to understand its meaning.
So a short paragraph took up several pages.
After hearing these words, all the orcs present fell silent for a while.
"Let me see it too." An orc took the booklet and checked the signature on the last page.
"I want to see too!"
The booklet was passed from hand to hand among the orcs, and each orc made a point of checking the signature on the last page.
Although I couldn't read, each different character on it seemed to be a testament to the existence of each of the rescued orcs.
Although it wasn't well-written, it gave the beastmen a strange sense of confidence.
It seems... these creatures called "humans" are trustworthy.
"What do we do now? Go find these 'humans'?"
"The fact that 'humans' gave this to us means they were actively seeking cooperation with us, right?"
"Should we really trust them?"
Search "¨索‰☆ＱＵn:→★￠忆∫々jiu邻qi《0 However, while they were still hesitating and discussing, the four heroes suddenly moved and began to continue heading towards the human city.
This is……
Did you just put your things down and leave?
"Chasing?"
"I want to go and take a look."
"Hmm, I'm wondering if they're planning to take us somewhere."
Finally, the orcs decided to send ten strong orcs, along with an orc chieftain, to continue tracking the four heroes, while the rest would return to the tribe to await news.
If these eleven people do not return alive, then the entire tribe will be urgently evacuated.
However... all the orcs hoped that it was all true.
They had been ravaged by goblins for far too long; whether it was the killing of their own kind or their prolonged imprisonment, it had filled them with endless hatred.
If we could cooperate with a powerful race to take revenge on the goblins...
This is exactly what they have been longing for.
The four moving heroes, the hero of leaves asks Shara;
"Aren't you going to have a brief chat with the orcs?"
"No, we don't know much orc language, so it's better not to say anything than to say the wrong thing."
"But... there should be someone in the city who speaks orc language," Shara said.
"Who?"
"A thousand brave warriors".
Chapter 72 Orcs, Returning Home in Glory (4k)
As they approached the city, the four members of the Bow Hero team entered the chat group's area.
【Hero of the Bow: Hero of a Thousand, come into the forest, the Hero of the Leaf will guide you.】
This is a very important matter. Please reply upon receiving this message. If you do not reply within one minute, other heroes who see this message should go to the room of the Thousand Heroes to find her.
A thousand brave warriors: We see it! We see it! Coming right away!
Bow Warrior: Alright, as soon as possible.
Although it was late at night, Ruby hadn't had a proper night's sleep since becoming a hero, spending every day researching dolls.
She had just gotten back number two, and she was already figuring out how to stuff even more weapons into it, with the main idea being to sleep whenever she wanted.