Only a fool would say that ogres are kind

Someone Caught

Mother Honey was very surprised, and her two heads and four eyes showed deep doubts in unison.

Fire magic, she herself is very good at it, and she can naturally sense that at that moment just now, the fire element emerged from that ordinary big bone hammer.

The question is, how is this possible?

Could it be that Fury could be the next ogre mage in the tribe?

She turned her gaze to rage.

The guy had already started his own celebration with a random female ogre.

He even hugged the big bone hammer as he celebrated.

Honey's two heads looked at each other.

"Impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

Honey then turned her gaze to her son.

"Gorkin, what's going on?"

"That's an ordinary bone!"

Gorkin spread his hands: "This is the power of faith. ”

"What faith?"

"You make it clear."

The corners of Gorkin's mouth twitched: "The ogre thinks ojbk!" ”

Honey felt that her son was stupid too.

Turned around and went back to his shed.

Gorkin is still very satisfied with this effect.

In this world, force is the foundation of survival.

Dwarves and goblins, how did these weak races survive in this endless desert?

Isn't it because they're climbing technology?

Whether it's alchemy or potions, the ultimate goal is to increase strength.

This thing is a no-go thing for ogres.

The ogre has come to this point on his own recklessness.

And now, his tribe finally has the ability to climb technology.

And the more the cerebellum atrophies, the better it is!

Ojbk, the ogre's version of I'm looking for something, Gorkin would like to call him the eternal god.

And Rage became the most terrible cub in the tribe.

Gorkin also said that you can use your own weapons, as long as you think you can.

But the ogres didn't believe it.

At the moment, they were convinced that it was not given by the chieftain, and that they did not have that ability at all.

And the most capable people in the tribe are the chief and the ogre, as long as these two people say it, the ogre will firmly believe it.

I don't think about whether it's reasonable or not.

Gorkin didn't have it all on the line.

The reason for giving the weapon of rage is reasonable.

He is the number one thug in the tribe besides himself and his mother, and he is also a playmate who grew up with him.

As for the other ogres, there are old and young, but one is not angry and the other does not contribute to the tribe.

That certainly can't be given away for no reason.

At least for the time being, you can't give it out in one go.

Time passed, and there were no new guests in the tribe for the time being.

There are no new enemies coming.

Nearby race, who doesn't know there's a litter of ogres here? Who's here to be fed?

The chieftain's hut in Gorkin is also being completed at a pace visible to the naked eye.

It has to be said that Karlov's construction ability is countless times stronger than that of ogres.

The ogre's requirements for himself are simple, as long as he can live.

But Gorkin's demands on Karlov were not so low.

Gorkin gave Karlov a long-term task to rebuild the entire Horde's houses.

For this reason, he specially mobilized two ogres to help.

Originally, no ogre was willing to listen to a human's command.

But when they heard what their chief said about the rewards after completion, the clansmen except for Lao Ma and Nu began to sign up enthusiastically.

There was even a fight in the tribe.

The rumbling sound of battle frightened the gnolls into hiding far away with their tails between their legs.

In the end, with big shoulders and round waists, with a blue nose and swollen face, he stood beside the trembling Karlov.

Angry and disdainful watched this farce, and then proudly carried the big bone hammer and shook his head and walked in front of the ogre.

He didn't speak, but that gesture tickled the roots of his teeth that all ogres hated.

Gorkin laughed.

When you won the military parade, you were probably so proud.

It's a long job, and the two ogres can't imagine that they will be rewarded for this quest a long, long time later.

The next few days were uneventful, and Gorkin waited for his new home to be completed, and without the countless messages from the World Channel, it would have seemed like business as before.

The Jackals, under the assignment of the lead Captain Dog, formed three squads to patrol the vicinity of the tribe non-stop, and the oasis was their key security area.

It doesn't matter what the monsters and beasts that live here, but if the intelligent race dares to come, then this group of gnolls will never allow it.

If you can beat it, you will be warned, and if you can't beat it, you will run back and shake people.

It's not that it's not without gains.

In the middle of the night, the ogre was sleeping, and the patrolling gnolls had kidn*pped a man and two women.

One of the gnolls was still wearing a lot, limping.

But the gnoll, including the wounded, was very excited.

This is their result and a contribution to the tribe.

In this endless desert, any city or tribe has no value for its members who do not contribute.

Captain Dog was smart, he didn't choose to wake up the ogres now.

He could see clearly when the orc came before that these ogres were very angry when they got up.

And this is just to capture the two Terrans, not much of a contribution.

If you wake up those killing gods now, let alone the credit, it would be good to survive.

After calming the wounded gnolls, they chose to wait quietly until dawn, while the dog captain rearranged the patrol to go out.

This is the culture of this place, and once these exiles are accepted by a tribe or settlement, they are members of that tribe or settlement.

Naturally, they will do their best for their tribe.

After all, this is a fixed oasis tribe, and even being a slave is countless times better than being exiled outside.

The next morning, Gorkin saw a man and two women trembling in front of the ogres.

The ogres also have an extra hair's recognition of the gnolls.

After all, these guys have spared the ogre's night sentry and caught three heads of food.

The wolves also held their heads high, as if they had won the battle.

"Good job, keep up the good work."

Gorkin casually encouraged, and the excited group of gnolls wagged their tails again and again.

"Hurt?"

Gorkin was a little surprised to see that the jackal with the jackal was among them.

Although the gnolls belong to a low-force intelligent race in this world, that is relative to other races in this world.

This man and two women were obviously descended by the Blue Star, how could they possibly inflict damage on the gnolls with weapons and crossbows?

This made Gorkin a little curious.

"Great chief, that male Terran should be a low-level magician, and I was the one who wounded me."

The gnoll man knelt on the ground and said humbly.

Gorkin raised his eyebrows: "Oh??" ”

Pointing to the oasis: "Go to the oasis, you are allowed to hunt a prey." ”

The jackals were overjoyed, and after kowtowing to Gorkin, they went away happily.