Orc Hero Story - Legend of Degree

So the zombies of the wrinkle forest were swept away.

There will be sporadic zombie appearances for a while, but we can see no mass outbreaks like this one.

There were not as many Elf Army dead as I thought.

Everyone was sharp and fought stickily, but it was also huge that Bash moved while destroying the zombies and Zell recovered the elves along the way.

A zombie was fatally wounded and an oak appeared where he was spraying blood bubbles, picking up his life.

Anything. That orc broke through a bunch of zombies to Rich's place, apparently saving Master Thundersonia.

In the elf army, such rumors broke out.

Some of them said, "No, no, Master Sandersonia won't struggle when he's rich," but because Sandersonia affirmed nothing else, he penetrated the Elf Army as a truth.

"You have to thank the Orc hero for this. What shall I do? Shall I write a thank-you note for the oak country?"

"Hmmm......"

Told by Trikabuto, Thundersonia roared in arms.

I am grateful.

Trikabuto, who is now pimping in front of him, is also one of those saved by Bash and Zell.

I thought I died instantly, Trikabuto, and after the battle, at least I rose up close to burying him, with white, shining powder on my head.

It was impressive that Fairey, who was supposed to have helped, looked "wow, that's awesome".

"Mm-hmm..."

I was helped to exist like a dear nephew.

On the contrary, even Thundersonia herself is like getting help.

That's why I'm grateful.

I do...

"In the first place, why did he come to this town?

"Why, is it?

"Uhm."

Nodding with a serious face, Trikabuto looked "Huh - man, this is why the old man is so ill-defined".

"What's that face, don't do that face, you're making a fool of yourself"

"No, are you sure you don't understand?

"Are you telling me you understand?

"Yes, of course."

Thundersonia pointed her lips and lifted her jaw tightly just to tell her to say it.

"I've come to stop a massive outbreak of oak zombies in the Wrinkle Forest."

"It's not that bad."

"In other words, those who were once my own compatriots are annoying other countries. As an oak, you can't look past it, hang on to the pride of an oak..."

"Ho."

"Tsujitsu fits, doesn't it? We collected information on the first day and exorcised the zombies from the next day. Break through and take a head, whether it's a massive zombie or no, that General Baraben finds himself zombied. I also watched with a hazy consciousness, but at the end of the day I challenged General Baraben to an honorable battle, where I taught him that Orc's pride was alive and well, and so on, and so forth, that was exactly what heroes deserved!

"Well."

Thundersonia nods.

Sure, Tsujitsu fits.

I thought myself, in the middle of that fight, that's what it was.

That's what he thought he came here for, to save his former compatriots, who had fallen into zombies, from resentment and hatred.

But the question remains.

Something's gone awry.

For example, if I were in an oak king position, would I let Bash walk alone in the first place?

And one of the escorts... No, the fairy once, just one, but was it on?

But wouldn't you let him take about a unit as an escort?

If I were to walk...... no, is it always one Trikabuto who follows me? Yeah.

So what's caught up? Thundersonia twists her neck.

"In fact, in Human Country, they exorcised bandits in a similar way."

"Oh, my God, I didn't hear that."

"I've heard rumors of wind, too."

"Say it quickly. That sort of thing... but it catches something... ah"

and so Thundersonia remembered.

The day the bash came.

It was when we met at night.

"Then why did you say 'come see me again' to me? That's crazy. You couldn't possibly have known then that I would fight General Baraben, could you?

"It's..."

"He also said, 'Huh, you'll see'? Huh, huh! You have no idea. Any day now! Or do you think that situation is his created match pump? That can't be right. I don't feel any magic in him. There's no way you can manipulate or create Rich."

"Hmmm......"

Trikabuto also began to shake his neck.

Sure, what Bash said and did that day was weird.

He smelled like a pump at some kind of sign he was up to.

Nevertheless, as far as consideration for General Baraben was concerned, he was moving this one thing behind his back, or something like that.

Instead, I remember it behaved like a hero deserved.

"Dear Thundersonian,"

and that's where the door to the room was knocked.

"What?

"The customer? is visible."

"Who is it? Is that Kimball? Then tell him he's off today. That's all I worked for yesterday. That's right. I'm a tatter, too. Do it that way about the end..."

No, that's the oak.

Sandersonia and Trikabuto looked at each other.

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The great tree where Thundersonia lives is inhabited by dignitaries.

For this reason, there is a lobby at the root, with receptionists and guards.

Now the guards were watching out for one person on the far roll.

There is also a crowd.

The crowd is pretty far-fetched.

It just seemed somewhat favorable, make it guard, make it crowded.

Surrounded by one man.

On green skin, a sticky face.

Dense muscles are somehow pushed into elf clothes in a cramped manner.

Yes, it's elf clothes.

It is a garment with a dark green tone and a black line, as the elf man wears when he goes out into a formal setting.

It's not long enough and it's Tunzulten, but it's an outfit.

Did you leave the great sword, I don't see it?

And around the side of the oak face, one fairy figure floats great with arms together and feet shoulder-width apart.

It is Bash and Zell.

(You said you were dressed...? What's the aim?

Sandersonia walked out in front of the bash as she sent a surprise glance.

A twitch occurs from around.

(A relaxation of the covenant we have laid down as an oak...? Idiot, at this time, then, what's really ahead is a match pump. Is there such wisdom in orcs? But even so, I'm gonna have to respond to this one considering how this guy works... damn)

Thundersonia puts her hands on her hips and looks up at the bash.

It's a tough face.

However, there is also some tension.

"So, what can I do for you? I mean, is it good here?

"Oh, I don't mind right here."

"Then just say the requirements. I'm not free, either."

"Hmmm......"

Sandersonia, for the first time there, took Bash seriously.

On second thought, I never saw this man properly from that wrinkle forest nightmare.

It would be called preconceptions.

Oak hero bash.

At least since I came to this wrinkle forest, this guy has never had a problem.

There are also a large number of female elves in the wrinkle forest, but I have not heard any reports that they have been attacked.

On the contrary, I think I have acted only in a way that is beneficial to the elves.

Even in that fight, it was splendid.

Exactly a hero.

Yes, he's a hero, this man.

That's what they call it.

Just like this me, Elf's Great Demon Thundersonia.

I mean, isn't he also acting proud of the future of the oak, the future of the oak, and the pride of the oak?

Then is it also natural to aim for easing the Elf and Oak treaties?

Tied to numerous treaties, Orcs can lag far behind other countries in reconstruction.

"Elf's Great Demon Thundersonia"

"Uhm."

Bash took something out of his nostalgia.

sparkling metal light.

For a moment only the guards will be in position, but Thundersonia won't move.

Is it something this man would use a small weapon that would fit into his nostalgia?

As much as using a dagger or a dagger, it would be stronger to hit him with his own fist.

"Take this."

It was the necklace that was taken out.

That, too, is kind of a golden, expensive one.

It's like a gift to a woman when an elf man applies for marriage.

"Hmm? What the..."

"I've been attracted to you since I first saw you. Please marry me and have a baby."

It was a moment.

In an instant, my surroundings quieted back down.

Sandersonia also didn't understand what she was told.

(What? What are you, married? Why is this guy trying to give me this necklace?

After such head emptying and confusion, Sandersonia finally understands.

(Ha! What if this guy is asking me to marry him!?

Gear's meshing brain begins to spin even more.

(Why are you married? Relax, think, it's got to mean something, think... yes, yes, this guy said he'd come back to see you. Yes, that's what this is all about. Applying to marry me is......! You're such an idiot! Why!? Why did you marry me? You sure from the first glance? What, eh? Seriously? No, don't be fooled! This guy left me alone! That day, even though I knocked him down!

Thundersonia is a panicking kid, but she's never a retard.

As the Great Magic of Elves, always thinking about Elves, she has the ability to preface things.

Orcs I've only met once before.

There's nothing like elements that like me.

If it really was love at first sight, Sonia would have been the mother of three children, a three-o 'clock snack, when she was brought home to Bash on a nightmare day in the Wrinkle Forest.

So this is a lie.

So, what's the truth?

Speaking of which, I heard this guy was gathering information.

Especially to the wedding-related elves......

Then, or maybe he also asked about his current situation.

They may have also known the shameful status quo of being in a hurry to get married and failing to hook up humans.

(Maybe he was seen as an easy woman to get?

Thundersonia, thinking that far, had blood on her head.

"Say no! Who will bear your child, etc!

That being said, at the same time, I heard people say from around me, "Whoa!" A twist was born.

Slightly, I can hear you whispering.

(What, what are you rumoring about, don't...)

Sandersonia glanced at Bash as he softened.

At the very least, focus on your eyes to show them that you're not an easy woman to get.

Bash, by the way, was on the top of the Buddha.

"Right. Too bad."

And when I remembered the gold picka necklace, I turned right and went home amazing.

Lightly.

It's too light, so much so that Sandersonia thought I'd pull back the other way around.

Somehow, he was dropping his shoulders, and he also seemed very depressed.

"What was...?

A pompous and crumpled word.

Sandersonia will never know its true intentions.

◆

Bash and I were walking down the road to the inn.

"No... in my prediction, it was the perfect time. Helping a pinch of absolute destiny, a guy who decides to be bissy shows up where he's cumming and applies for marriage... in a magazine published by Elf, he's the # 3 ranked person who wants to be confessed in a situation like this, right?

"Thundersonia is The Great Magic of Elves. I guess we have a position."

After the battle, Bash was remembering Thundersonia.

There was an elf mage who seriously injured Bash when General Baraben died in the wrinkle forest.

I just didn't see his face then, and I didn't even know his name.

In that battle, Sandersonia was wearing a mask.

Bash is something you don't know, but a mask that amplifies magic and sharpens perception.

Other than that, Thundersonia was solidifying herself into a gucci bee with equipment that should also be described as a treasure piece transmitted to the elves in order to contain the oak hero bash.

At last, we didn't even name each other.

Bash knew about the existence of "The Great Magic of Elves," but not the name Thundersonia.

Therefore, it was the first time I had known the name or seen the face.

Love at first sight is not a lie either.

That battle was impressive, even for Bash.

In the war, Bash was dying many times.

But as the end of the war approached, its frequency decreased.

At the end of the war.

It's been a long time since I've had all those serious injuries, even as a bash.

The last one was hazy in consciousness, and I don't remember how the battle was settled, or how I ran away from being surrounded by an army of elves afterwards.

All I remember is evacuating to the bear hole and getting Zell to help me.

"The Great Magic of Elves".

The information had also been heard by Bash.

It is a high elf that has existed since ancient times, and is 1200 years old.

A divine son endowed with power by a god who directs wind thunder and chastity sook, it is said that if he loses his virgin, he loses his magic too, he is the patron saint of the elves.

If a virgin is the source of power, there's no way she's getting married.

I knew how bash it was and how it turned out somehow.

Actually, if you can't, you're also discouraged.

"I've been watching!

And there were those who spoke to such bashes.

Looking back, there was one woman elf. Enviably, with a man human in his arms.

The first-rate warrior warrior elf looked familiar to Bash as well.

Yes, she is the one who gave Bash the information on The Great Eagle's Stop Tree.

"You..."

"I didn't expect you to propose to that Sonja! I'm impressed! Orcs can do that, too!

"Oh......"

I don't know Bash by the name of Azalea...... but she was very excited.

"But I'm sorry to hear that. No matter how you're an orc hero, that's a flower in the high ridge."

"Sounds like it. But there are still other elves."

"What?"

Azarea's face was murderous.

Take it, and Bash grips his fist, too.

But Azarea immediately calmed down and laughed "whoops".

"Well... you're an orc"

"Is that a problem?

"No, Lord Oak doesn't seem to know, but the elves don't like one man hanging powder on a large crowd. Well, that's all I proposed to Sonia, even if I asked someone else to marry me, you can't take it and let me in."

"So you're saying it's hopeless to daughter-in-law other elves?

"Don't be."

"Mmm."

Bash groaned.

I never thought I could use a golden picka necklace once.

But that was also true on the battlefield.

Opportunities are mostly only visited once.

And for the first time since I lost my chance, I realize that was the only chance I had.

"Then there's no choice."

"Don't let me down. If you're a man, you'll find someone soon."

"I hope so."

Don't let it get you down, but you can't help but drop it.

No way, because all the elves in my eyes have been damaged by the behavior I'm finding out I'm going to fail.

No matter how well divided the bash is, I regret it.

"Then I'll be excused here. I'm dining with Darling to celebrate the war."

"Um, excuse me..."

When Azarea said so, she took a man with seemingly poor glasses and walked out somewhere.

I guess that's the darling.

Of all the humans I've ever seen, he seemed particularly weak. I don't even look like a wizard.

In Orc's common sense, marriage and other dreamy again.

"Wait. I need to ask that guy over there"

Bash therefore stops calling.

Azalea turns around slowly.

Dragon-like eyes. If I get my hands on Darling, I'm just saying I won't forgive him.

"How did you shoot this woman?

"Huh?"

As soon as he did, Azarea's eyes turned to the man.

What? That's what I want to hear, too, just a glance.

The man answered with hesitation, hesitation and confusion.

"I, I had Mr. Azarea save my life during the war. Sacubas caught me, my body and my heart are worn out, and sometimes I can't do it anymore... so, you know, when I came to Elf country to thank you and give back, you know, Mr. Azarea looked for someone to marry, and, you know, I thought it was a chance, and to me, Mr. Azarea was a flower in a high ridge, an admirer, but now I think I could be Mr. Azarea's husband, so I thought..."

"... I see"

Bash was ashamed of himself.

Just a little, but I thought maybe this guy used some kind of cowardly hand.

But it wasn't.

Again, one chance.

If we don't make it something, we won't win.

This man may not be a warrior, but he understood it and went head-to-head into battle. That's why we won.

If there is a difference with Bash, is Bash challenging the fight knowing there is no chance of winning, and that the man came to the fight after he found the chance?

Challenging a battle without a win is no disgrace to Orc.

But if you wanted to win, you shouldn't have used one chance at a battle without a win.

I can't say which is right.

Yes, like General Baraben and the Warrior Commander of Gandaguza......

"Let's see, thank you"

"Ah, no...... good luck"

The man, when he bowed his head to the pepper, left with Azarea.

No heart or I feel that Azalea's footsteps are lighter and closer to each other than earlier.

Bash jealously dropped off the two that Hartmark was about to fly off.

"Oh, you're Bash's husband!

And there were those who spoke to such bashes.

Looking back, there's still a man human and a woman elf.

But unlike earlier, Bash's acquaintance was with a man.

"Hold your breath" breeze.

No, did the female elf look familiar to you too?

Sure, a woman who gives up... yes, a woman who was raving about being able to fight the dragon with all her dying power.

"... you seem to have found someone safely"

Oh, thanks to you.

Breeze was stretching his nose down and around the elf's waist hugging him.

The elf blushes his cheeks, but says nothing.

Slightly on Bash's nose, where he smelled like an oak country breeding ground, I guess he was looking forward to it last night.

From the bash, I'm just jealous.

I don't get it anymore.

"What's my husband gonna do after this?

"Right... they don't have anything more to do in this town, but they don't have information on where to go next"

"Oh, the reason my husband came to this town, it's gone."

Defeating Oakrich eliminated the threat of oak zombies.

On top of that, you helped Elf's Great Demon to defeat even the Oak General Zombie, so it's no exaggeration to say that Oak's pride was protected.

Bash's husband's job is over.

And Breeze thought.

"... but if that's the case, there's one rumor that bothers me"

"What?"

"Well, I don't know much about it either..."

"Tell me."

"No, I don't know much about it. Rumor has it something like this is happening in Dobanga Pit, Dwarf country."

Things like this one.

That's what I heard, and there was a pinning word behind Bash's brain.

"Marriage Boom with Other Races"

In the Elf country, I could also find someone in that seemingly poor man or Breeze, who was in a similar position to myself.

Even though Bash missed his chance, it was just one more step.

There was a "response" that I didn't feel in the country of humans, even though I failed because I spoke to someone I couldn't reach, called Sandersonia.

One more step. It felt that way.

Therefore, if the situation is similar to this one, it may be possible to find my wife next time.

"Okay! Thanks for the info!

"Whoa! Man, this is gonna be tough, but good luck. I'm rooting for you!

Breeze said so and left.

"Dwarf."

"The Dobanga Pit runs straight north of here."

"Let's go."

"Yes! I'm offering you everywhere!

The search for a daughter-in-law in Elf's country ended in failure.

But Bash switched quickly and hung on to the next piece of information.

◆

A severe earthquake ran into the Elf country that day.

There was some information coming through.

If this was a human country, the newspaper would have been handed out as an extra.

The elves don't have that kind of culture, but if it's a Sandersonian rumor, it's different.

It quickly propagated from the mouth of man to the mouth of man.

"Sonia was not offended in the Wrinkle Forest because, to Sonia's much beauty, Orc woke up to true love!

The momentum of the information was such that in an instant it rushed through the wrinkle forest and within a few days it reached all of the Elf country.

◆

A few days after Bash's proposal.

"I didn't know Lord Bash came here to restore Sonia's honor..."

Sandersonia's bad reviews were rapidly dissolving.

The oak didn't expose her, not because of the aging smell.

Rather, the drifting colored incense bewitched the oak.

I mean, it smells so good from Thundersonia.

Rumors began to flow to such an extent that young elves could smell it all too often.

I got a little embarrassed and started wearing perfume because I could smell it so much.

"To exorcise the zombies, restore the honor of Master Sandersonia... You solved all the cases that Orc had to do with in the Wrinkle Forest thanks to Lord Bash"

"You don't mean a case about me!... but yeah, to the oak country, I have to officially thank you. I don't care if they think the elves are shameless!

"I thought you were ashamed of the smell."

"So you're not talking about me as a case!

That's what Sandersonia said, looking out the window.

A view of the wrinkle forest, stretching from the top floor of the great tree.

A peaceful sight, lined with fire-resistant red roofs.

During the war, I didn't ask for it all the time, idyllic time.

If I had been knocked down by a zombie like that, this could have been lost.

Thinking about it, I can't thank Bash enough.

Then you can thank me for the perfume that lines up on the vanity.

"Oh, my God! I was wary at first, but you were a sunny man! Many Orcs are stupid, wild, and don't think about people, but that's just how a guy called a hero tastes and doesn't taste the same!

"Sonia has flavor too."

"What do you mean?!?

"But when this happens, wasn't it a shame that you turned down your marriage?

"Stupid! If I didn't say no, I'd still smell like aging!

"But we were married,"

It is.

Bash's proposal wiped away Thundersonia's bad reviews.

Instead, now I have too good a reputation.

"The virginity of Thundersonia is sacred to the elves and must not be offended by any number of them"

Such rumors began to circulate both domestically and internationally.

If that were the case, there would be even fewer people in the country trying to come to Sandersonia, and those in other countries who had a slight desire would not try to reach out to Sandersonia where such rumors were circulating.

If you get your hands on it, it's obvious that war will break out with the Elf Country, and I have to say that Thundersonian marriage has gone even further.

Finally, I found out I was a virgin too.

To the point of being sarcastic that Trikabuto says, "You don't have any experience, but it's good to change your amulet".

"Hmm! Hmm! Who's marrying an orc! Those guys are like naked and showing off all over the village when their own wives get pregnant!? What are you talking about? Even if this me, this Thundersonian, comes to that!

"You don't seem very good for a belly child. The climate is warm all year round around here though, isn't it important?

"I'm trying to say it's a disgrace to the elves!

"Uh, you shouldn't, Master Thundersonia. Some of the elves caught in the war have had that experience. If you say shame, you're discriminating. Is that okay? You discriminated against those who fought for their country?

"Yes, no, I'm not going to discriminate against my countrymen!? It's just that I'm still embarrassed, you know? I don't think you should just show your husband the nudity..."

Thundersonia joining hands with the mould.

She's in a hurry to get married.

They think anyone can, but their post-marriage ideals are high.

Because she's an elf hero, Thundersonia.

"In time of war, anyway, the treaty banned that kind of thing, and they wouldn't do that. Lord Bash. Oh, he looks like a gentleman, and I think he took care of it."

"Don't be ridiculous!

Thundersonia arms up, turns to the wall and is angry with Punska.

But there was an irresistible nibble sticking in its mouth.

In retrospect is the battle against General Baraben.

At that time, Hate Orc came, no more, I looked desperately at it as if it was over, but in retrospect, I didn't have a more secure back.

I won't let you touch a finger.

It's also been a long time since I've lived in 1200 years to be hung up on those words.

It's not a bad position to be protected, or to be able to keep your back and fight. It's a difficult existence.

The more I thought about it, the more and more bashes in my memory were being beautified.

Now in Thundersonia's brain, Bash's fangs shine in silver.

"Well, if that orc seems to persist in saying it over and over again, I wouldn't even think about it for a second!

"Heh."

"Elves have a long life span. For a night or so... no, it's what he wants, and if he's alone... yeah. Let's face it, there's nothing wrong with it. I don't mind being pulled around the city naked...... Rather, if I were to be the wife of an Orc hero, I could have a friendly relationship with Orc as well. It is also in the interest of the elves. Yeah. If it's for the benefit of the elves, I can't help it! Yeah!"

Trikabuto shrugged his shoulders as he heard it.

Thundersonia always does.

Sometimes this is how I stubbornly say absolutely no in my mouth, but I'm leaning on Jesus in my heart.

If you don't give this and a reason, you can't talk to Jesus.

"Well, so. Where's Bash? I'm not accepting the marriage, but for once, you should thank me again, right? On behalf of the Elves! Nah!"

"If you were Lord Bash, you would have already traveled the day after Sonia flirted with you, wouldn't you?

"Oh, really?

"Did you think you could persevere?

"Stuffed..."

"Isn't that just too much licking? He's an orc hero, isn't he? During the war, Master Sandersonia caught a lot of good women, didn't he?

"Grunt..."

I haven't actually caught one, but no one knows that.

He's an orc hero, so naturally, during the war, he's believed to have committed many of the women he caught.

The only reason I don't spit on it is because the Oak countries are sanctioned and the Oaks adhere to the treaty.

Now is the time to be tolerant of the cultures of other countries after the war.

Well, that, and Thundersonia's face is bright red.

I don't think I'm a good woman, but I turn to my face and say, "Are you going to be dealt with? If they say," Blood has to go up with anger and shame.

"Ha, ha, ha..."

Thundersonia screamed.

"We're going on a journey!

"Eh."

"A journey! Can you stay in a country like this! I'll find you a good man in a place where no rumors have arrived!

"... ha"

"It's no use stopping us! We're definitely leaving! Absolutely!"

……

Trikabuto took Sandersonia seriously when he abruptly said he was going on a journey.

Thundersonia does say something abruptly weird.

I give momentum to what I joke about.

This time, it must be something like that.

But... Trikabuto thought, and eventually laughed furiously.

"I won't stop you. Dear Thundersonia,"

"What, you won't stop...?

"Yep. You've been working so hard for the elves... the elves have relied too much on you. It's time for you to feel comfortable without any worries. But you, who have a strong sense of responsibility, burn our care if you're in the country. I try to carry the load myself. Then you can go on a comfort trip to another country for a while and enjoy these peaceful times."

……

Sandersonia shut her mouth.

I thought I could stop it.

I have a lot to do.

"No, um... well, if you say so... but are you sure you're okay? Even without me?

"Yes. I'll take care of the rest. This tricabuto...... not only the elves, but let us try to protect the country responsibly!

"Oh, yeah..."

When they said I was so clear, I couldn't say, "No, I just said that with a little momentum right now" Sonia.

"Yeah. Well, I'll be there"

"Welcome aboard"

Thus, Sandersonia embarks on a journey.

I called it a national comic tour, a comfort trip… for a wedding journey.

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Meanwhile, around that time, Bash was moving north.

Tear the trees apart, through the bushes, and aim north.

From Breeze, he was tipped for the following purposes:

Everything north, in Dwarf country Dbanga pit, seems to be in a similar condition to elf country.

The Dwarf woman, out of her oak taste, is a little off.

Bash doesn't mean he likes it that much, either, compared to humans and elves.

But this time, following Houston's words, I came across all those beautiful elves.

You can expect it next time.

"I can't this time, but I'm going to get my mind back on it! Keep up the good work!

"Oh!"

Bash goes.

With fairies.