"Brother Ron, come here..." Xiao Yudian said loudly, waving her little hand.
In the land where every inch of land is precious, a two-story luxury residence with a courtyard stands there. This is the special experience that Ron deserves as a golden family of the orc empire.
Although Ron was not short of money, he couldn't refuse the things that came to his door, and besides, Ron himself needed a place to live. He couldn't live in a hotel all his life, so he accepted it.
With money, living in a big mansion, accompanied by a few flowery maids, Ron can be regarded as living a noble life in his opinion.
But he didn't feel happy at all in his heart. On the contrary, he felt distressed. What troubled him most was the endless entertainment and various banquets of the orc royal family.
Orcs are naturally fond of wine, and must drink at every banquet. Now he comes back drunk almost every day, for more than ten days in a row, and he has no time to practice himself.
No, now I'm going to socialize again.
In the luxurious big room, except for the light rain, Moran and Basara were also here, and they were busy helping Ron change his clothes.
At this moment, Ron protested dissatisfiedly, "I don't need to change this clothes. I only wore them at lunch today, and now I need to change them again?"
At this moment, Ron was wearing a large white burqa with various strange and messy patterns painted on it, and a fluffy collar on his shoulders. It is said that this is a precious traditional costume among the orcs. It looks like an orc, but with his thin face and human's thin figure, this burqa looks nondescript on him.
"Of course it is necessary. The host of tonight's banquet is the leader of the Orc Empire's military—Old Marshal Zhanfeng. There will be many dignitaries attending, so what if we don’t highlight the key points?”
While emphasizing the seriousness of the banquet inappropriately, Moran carefully helped Ron organize the complicated clothes and various accessories.
After the Shaoqiang competition, Moran did not return to the tattoo tribe for the time being, but stayed in Ron's mansion. It was called to take care of his life, but in essence, he took him around to socialize and get to know some orc empires It must be said that Moran Xiaoming has a talent for communication, and she still has a lot of energy in the aristocratic circle of the imperial capital. Not to mention the general golden family, even the beast emperor Salamon gave her some points. son.
Ron could only sigh faintly, and stopped talking. In fact, he didn't like this kind of life very much. He didn't drink well, and he hated socializing even more. If he could make an appointment, he would rather practice quietly in the wild by himself. It is a bitter point, but it can exercise your mind.
Different from the common clothes of the orcs, this traditional costume of the Golden Family is extremely complicated and difficult to wear. It took the three of them a long time to get it right. Seeing Ron wearing the traditional costume with a gloomy face, Basara and Xiaoyu almost laughed. bent over.
Moran tilted his head and looked at it carefully for a while, then smiled and said with satisfaction, "Oh, this is almost the same, look! How handsome..."
As he spoke, he took Ron's hand and turned it around. Looking at the helpless expression on his face, Ron couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Let's go when it's done!" Ron said with a sigh, speechless, thinking that he was going to get drunk again today, so he should drink less.
A total of five people, Ron, Moran, Basara, and Xiao Erdian, walked downstairs. There was already a carriage waiting in the courtyard downstairs. The five got into the carriage and drove away.
In the spacious hall, a luxurious banquet is being held. The long square table is full of food and drinks. Countless young and beautiful human waitresses shuttle among them.
This kind of banquet was first popular in the human empire, and then flourished in the orc empire. Large and small banquets have become a part of the daily life of the high-level orcs. Through the banquet, the purpose of communication has been achieved.
When Ron, Moran and others appeared in the banquet hall, many guests had already gathered at the banquet.
Most of them are military dignitaries, and they act like soldiers in every move. Compared with the junior team of the human empire, the orc army is much stronger. In the orc empire, the army has a special status.
Bashara, Xiaoyudian and Kay also appeared at the banquet as waiters, and they also wore festive costumes. "Look, is that accurate?" A foreign orc general who didn't know Ron asked in a low voice.
"You don't even know him, hehe, he is the champion of the junior contest, his name is Ron..." Another person explained.
"The champion of the Young Masters Competition? How is it possible? Hasn't the Shaoqiang Competition been dominated by the Warcraft family? How could he be the champion? And he is still a human?"
"Hehe, he is indeed the champion of the Young Masters Competition, and many powerful monsters have fallen in his hands..." another orc said with a chuckle.
"So it is!" the orc general was in awe when he heard it.
Ron and Moran attracted everyone's attention as soon as they appeared in the banquet hall. They were more interested in Ron's identity as the champion of the Young Masters Competition than the identity of the Golden Family.
"Ron, this is the old Marshal Zhanfeng..." Moran smiled and saluted gracefully. Her every move was full of elegance. She pulled an old orc man and introduced it to Ron.
"Hehe, it turns out that you are Ron. When we first met, you really are a young hero. You can win the championship of the Young Masters Competition. It's not on the list. The future is limitless..." The old marshal Zhanfeng smiled kindly, holding the cup in his hand. Collide with Ron and drink it down.
Ron also smiled, and imitated the old marshal's way to drink up the wine, and then looked at the old marshal quietly. The old marshal's body stood upright, and an aura unique to iron-blooded soldiers emanated from his body.
"A strong man in the sanctuary?" Ron was startled, but the old marshal was a hidden figure.
Ron can't drink. Go down with a glass of wine. His pale face turned red.
The old Marshal Zhanfeng's eyes were venomous, seeing Ron's embarrassment all of a sudden, he smiled and said with concern, "Young man, let's eat something later, don't drink so much wine..."
"Thank you Marshal!" Ron cast a grateful look at the old Marshal Zhanfeng.
The old Marshal Zhanfeng laughed, "Young man, don't be so polite, come to my house when you have time..."
The old marshal sent out an invitation, and he was full of appreciation for Ron. He knew better that it was not an easy task for a human to get ahead in the orc empire.
"He is a capable person!" Old Wang Shuai said heartily.
"Niece Moran, stay with Ron well..." the old marshal smiled heartily, "Most of the people who came today are my old subordinates, and I'm nothing to an old man. You asked Ron to get closer to them, but Just remember, don't let him drink too much... "
"Yes, Grandpa Zhanfeng..." Moran smiled sweetly and saluted.
The old Marshal Zhanfeng smiled and walked away.
At this time Ron shrugged, "I told you not to come, I feel out of place with the atmosphere here, I don't even know how to drink alcohol, to be honest, I might as well stay in the house and practice hard..."
Moran said with a smile, "There is plenty of time to practice, but you are born in the Beastman Empire, and you have to know some people. You have the title of champion of the young masters, and they will probably give you a little face..."
After finishing speaking, he ignored Ron's protest and pulled Ron to another table.
Before they came, several orc generals came up and greeted Moran. Ron had no choice but to drink a few more glasses.
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Compared with the daytime, the night in Zuma City, the imperial capital of the Orc Empire, looked a bit gloomy. Under the dim light, a figure in white clothes slowly walked.
She is wearing a hood, and her whole body is wrapped in clothes, so that no one can see her face, but judging from her figure, she should be a human woman without a doubt.
I saw her slowly walking into a tavern, which was a poor tavern. The dim lights reflected the mercenaries drinking red wine, mixed with turbidity and unpleasant smell.
All the people here are human mercenaries, noble orcs will not come to this kind of place.
When this woman walked into the tavern, everyone in the tavern fell silent. What does it mean for a single woman to appear in the dark night, aroused the bad thoughts of those human mercenaries.
Seeing the graceful figure of the woman in front of Pu, although the face could not be seen clearly, it also made some mercenaries feel anxious.
The man walked in, looked around, hesitated for a moment, and went straight to a group of mercenaries. There were more than ten mercenaries in that group, all gathered around a table, blushing from drinking.
Seeing the human woman approaching, those mercenaries were looking at her with malicious eyes, and there was naked desire in their eyes.
At this time, one of the leading mercenaries stood up and said with a smile, "This beauty, what can I do for you?"
As he said that, he gave up the seat next to him and motioned her to sit down.
The eyes of the surrounding human mercenaries lit up, taking advantage of the alcohol, boldly feasting on the perfect figure of the woman in front of them.
"Inquire about something..." The woman's words were so calm that there was no emotion, "Where does Ron, the champion of the Orc Empire, live?"
Mercenaries, look at me, and I look at you. After a long time, in the middle of the night, this woman actually wants to find Ron, the champion of the Shaoqiang battle. Who is she
When the mercenaries heard this, they suddenly realized that they all knew everything. Besides, Ron was very popular recently, so there was no reason why he didn't know.
"Oh, so you were looking for him..." The mercenary headed said with a smile, "Hehe, Ron won the Young Masters Competition and was appreciated by His Majesty the Beast Emperor. He is the pride of us humans..."
"By the way... His Majesty the Beast Emperor also bestowed a mansion, yo. Just go west ahead, and you will arrive at three or four intersections..."
"Very good!" The woman pondered for a moment, and said, she took out the interspatial bag, and immediately after, a large amount of gold was sprinkled on the table, and a group of poor human mercenaries were taken aback. Eyes are straight.
"It's a little idea, take it to a drink!" The woman said coldly, then turned and walked out the door.
"This... this is not a dream..." The gang of mercenaries stared at a large pile of gold coins and became stunned...