Green Skin

Before entering the third herd, I can feel the faces of those who seem to meet my expectations. Especially since the Goblin Tribes had surrounded Mev, they were giving consolation instead of up, but they paid attention and said, "I will never forgive you. Glug." “An arrogant Troll. Come on, Maeve." “Maeve is a healthy fairy!” I hear voices like this.

Other tribal bastards didn't seem to think much about me not having children, but for women, it's a pretty sensitive matter that I don't have a chief's heir. The rough feeling seemed to be that it could be reflected in a particularly bad way.

That's probably why the Troll woman just met Mev with a rather arrogant attitude.

Of course, I also think I know what Maeve wants, but frankly, I feel like I'm committing a crime. It was unrealistic to have a child right now, and it was the first thing that made me stronger.

I took another step with such useless thoughts. This was the most balanced group of people to visit. In fact, I had a lot of expectations before I came to look at the herd like this, but I was anxious that there would be no results. The Blood Dagger Clan, as well as I, seemed to agree.

The third group clearly felt slightly larger than the first and second. Seeing that the ratio between men and women seems to be an elastic group for development. They had what the Blood Dagger clan needed.

They are also a little wary that they knew we were coming. Later, an Orc comes out of the compound and slowly sets foot this way.

“What brings this raging Blood Dagger here these days?" ”

The unknown Orc was a completely different type from the first and the second. In other words, he was like Orcs before he lost his honor. He wasn't scared. He wasn't smart, but he was beaten.

“I just came to look around. Wonder what kind of Greenskins live around here. ”

“Is that really all you have to say? ”

The voice of my accuser. For a moment, I felt I had come to the wrong place. They have no intention of joining us. Rather, they want to continue to live among themselves in their own homes.

However, just in case, I heard his voice right away.

“Would you be willing to join my clan?" ”

“I appreciate the offer, but no. We want to live alone. ”

“This is your chance to win back your honor. ”

“Why don't you know that? But that's the honor of your recovery, Blood Dagger. Like you're waiting for the day to fight back against someone who took your name. We too will regain our honor in our own way. We don't need any help from the outside. Blood Dagger. It's an insult to have an idea like that. ”

You son of a bitch. I covet you.

If I'm being honest, there are a lot of guys in my clan we can call armed. The same goes for the Goff and the Black Sphere if we expand the group a little bit further with the concept of Gark, Hark and the Union. So what we needed at this point was a smart green skin like a shaman or a troll woman.

We need a bookkeeper, or a distraction. Again, the expedition, not the expedition that left us to focus on those creatures. Nevertheless, I want him.

I don't know how long it's been summoned, but I'm pretty sure his eyes are burning. I can't say I'm stronger than Gark and Hark, but he's growing.

“I don't understand why a Greenskin like you would run from warrior trials. ”

Truly honest feelings. These kinds of guys never back down. Probably would

“I didn't run away. Blood Dagger, my father is the one who ran away. ”

“I see.”

There seemed to be a complicated story in its own way. Somehow I wanted to look a little more Orc-like, but I felt like he was born here, not summoned.

“Is your father the leader of this horde? ”

“My father is dead. Killed him myself. He doesn't know honor. I coveted the women's Greenskins, drank and drove hundreds of tribesmen to their deaths. He was getting worse. I thought to protect the last handful of honor, I'd have to kill my father. So now I am the leader of this herd. ”

Proud to end a dishonorable father with his own hands. If you think of it as a human standard, of course it is a family. However, he turns around and looks at Gark and Hark's reaction and nods.

“You defended your father's last honor. ”

“It's a difficult decision to make. ”

Even the three Goblin sisters shed hot tears.

I don't know what's moving, but I nodded.

“Honorable. I know what you mean. And you want to build your honor right away. Trying to take a different route from us. ”

“Thank you, of course, for Blood's offer. But it doesn't look like much. ”

There was an anecdote that the Three Kingdoms' Rationality also visited three times to obtain their own weight, so I tried to suggest it again, but I stopped trying to look him in the eye. He won't be willing to join us here even if the sky falls. Even if he joined the clan later or moved in with me, it was only possible after he set up a flag in his mind.

I don't know how they're going to regain their honor, but I feel like cheering them on for no reason.

I spurred towards him.

“If you don't mind, may I enter the appendix? ”

“Of course. If Blood Dagger had visited this place, the other Greenskins would have gained their strength. ”

On his horse, I slowly started walking on Ivar into his compound. What you see are Goblins, Orcs, and others waving their weapons at each other, never stopping training. I can also see the tents where the Greenskins can sleep.

Perfect neighborhood, common in our neighborhood and in the vicinity of the Black Sphere. It was a perfect clan, not a herd. Of course, I didn't see any remarkably strong ones for a long time away from the fight, but the potential for them to grow just by acting like that.

“Excellent.”

“Thank you.”

Other tribesmen are placing their hands on their chests toward the warriors who slam their swords at each other, unlike in the first and second times. I felt like I really liked them, but it was a pity.

Around this time, I summoned Gark to give these bastards something for no reason, and soon Garc returned to the Black Spear clan with a few Orc warriors.

“This way.”

The one who guides me to his tent. The inside of the tent isn't bad either. I had no choice but to upregulate the assessment of this group more than before. I feel like I have open growth possibilities. Rather, it seemed more likely to grow than this way.

Soon, like the second one, booze and simple food started coming out. To be honest, I was full, but I didn't think it was polite to ignore their intentions, so I forced myself to drink and continue the story.

It got to me that he didn't drink.

“You're not picking up? ”

I opened my mouth as if I was worried it might be poisoned or ashamed of him.

“I can't drink yet. Blood Dagger.”

“You're not going to say a word until you get your honor back? ”

“That's... that's not it. I'm not an adult yet. I still can't touch my mouth. ”

I could hardly bear the thought of laughing for a moment. I was so embarrassed that I wasn't an adult with that face. As I said before, green skins are treated as one true warrior after seven years. Which means it hasn't been seven years since he was born. Even though it looked like it was an adult, I can't believe it's still an adult. Funny thing was, he was looking at my reactions and making fun of me.

A little big.

“It's been a long time since I've been in this world. ”

“Glug... Five years. ”

So that ugly face is only five years old. It was quite interesting, although it was different from humans. I smiled faintly at the appearance of him that seemed very different from the first impression. After talking for a long time, of course, stories came up about these kinds of topics, and eventually there was a way to regain his honor.

“So, how will honor be restored? ”

“I don't know that. I'd like to take it again if I could take the test of the Grand Chief again. It'll be hard, but there's got to be a way. I wish I could stick my own flag like you, Blood Dagger. ”

“Maybe I can. That's what it feels like to see this neighborhood. ”

“Thank you.”

Popularity started coming in from outside as we were talking. Gark, who left my errand, must have arrived. It's quite noisy out there. It's no wonder that the eyes of that little Orc who doesn't know his name are so curious. I opened my mouth slowly, looking at him.

“Let's go outside. ”

“................? ”

When we get him out of here, we can clearly see the ‘weapons’ Gark brought with him as I speak.

“This... this...”

Something is looking at me badly. Even though I clearly said I wouldn't need any outside help, I didn't think much of me who gave me various weapons.

“I appreciate that, but I won't accept it. Blood Dagger. Grrrrrrrrrrr”

I realized his stubbornness was substantial. It seems unpleasant. I can't help but laugh when I see him snoring. But now these guys need more power to do something. If he accepts this gift, he will be indebted to our Blood Dagger Clan, so we must make him accept these weapons unconditionally this way.

I looked at him and slowly opened my mouth.

“It's not just about giving. A young Orc seeking honor. ”

“.............? ”

“I'm investing now. ”

“What does investment mean? Blood Dagger.”

“Simple. If I lend you a weapon now, you will return two to me. As much as I have helped you, you can also help me when I need you. ”

An Orc with a pretty face. There's no way I won't be coveted. I started to take a good look at the weapons of the nearby Orcs and Goblins. A dagger that has run out of days. An axe with half a rusty, toothless sword that can't be called a sharpened weapon. If he wants to grow stable, it's almost imperative that he accept my gift.

“Grrrrrrr.”

“Look at what your tribe has, young Orc. A chieftain must bend his pride for his tribe. As you believe you can regain your lost honor, so can your pride that fell to the ground. ”

He started nodding slowly to see if he understood what I meant.

“I will return it to you. I give back what I received. That's how this broken bow lives. ”

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Thank you all very much! Sunchuko is a great power for writers! Thanks as always for the next Rifle!