This made Lorgar's heart sink immediately.
She also knew what her body looked like. When she was in Iron Sand City, she had not less heard of wolf-shaped monsters, half-orcs, and god-forsaken. At that time, she was the third princess at the head of the clan, and these words were usually only spread behind the scenes, and no one dared to bring it up in front of her.
But this place is not Iron Sand City, and she is no longer the Princess of Crazy Flame. Without the protection of the clan, she will soon face these harsh words alone.
"Your ears... and your tail, are they all real?" The Great Chief hesitated, but couldn't hold back his expression. "They need magic power to maintain, or have they become part of your body?"
Lorgar bit his lip, pulled up his hair, and showed his empty cheek to the other side, where the place that should have been an ear has become flat and smooth, and the answer is self-evident. "I can't take them back, Your Majesty. They look eerie, but they are who I really are, and I don't want to hide these flaws... If you ask, I'll try to minimize my exposure to the public eye. , so as not to scare them."
Although she has made the decision to face herself, at this time, she still has a sense of inferiority in her heart. The goddess was originally regarded by the Mojin people as a combination of strength and beauty. She was the arrogance of various tribes and was almost unanimously sought after by young warriors, but she was an exception.
Not only did no one care about her after her awakening, but there were even skeptical rumors in the clan, which was why her father was determined to let her take over as the patriarch. Lorgar put all his energy into combat training, and usually pretended not to care, but he listened a lot, and he would always be affected.
Of course, these situations are within her expectations. Since she has chosen the path she wants to take, she should not give up easily no matter what obstacles she encounters. The inexorable sand road in the dream has pointed the way for her. Thinking of this, the wolf girl couldn't help but straighten her chest even more.
"Weird?" the warchief smacked his lips. "Why do you say that?"
"Huh?" Luo Jia, who was secretly prepared psychologically, couldn't help but stunned, "It's not because..."
"It's not like an ordinary person's ear?" Roland shrugged, "Ordinary people don't have magic power. Besides, they don't affect your movements and hearing at all, so how can they be considered defects, at most they can only be regarded as physical characteristics and that's all. Still a very interesting feature, don't you think, the ears look very nice?"
"Cough cough, Your Majesty, please pay attention to your words." At the same time, a woman's voice came from behind the other party. Although it was very low, she was still caught.
However, Lorgar's attention at this time was completely attracted by the words of the Great Chief, and he had no time to care about other things.
pretty
She felt that it was impossible to use this word for herself, and she didn't know what to say for a while. Most of the emotions that had been brewing had been unknowingly leaked out, and she felt a heat flow on her cheeks.
How can a half-human, half-beast be beautiful
"All in all, I won't ask you to cover it up, or go out with a hood as much as possible... You can do what you want." Roland continued, "Maybe someone will point your finger at it, but after a long time, They will take it slowly. The big deal is that Soraya draws a comic strip about you, or joins the Star Flower Troupe to perform a play. After all, being an idol is the best way to make people familiar with you quickly."
Comic strips? Star Flower Theatre? Idol? Lorgar felt that his brain was about to turn around. Apart from standing still, he couldn't catch a word. Fortunately, at this time, the other party finally turned the topic back to the original track.
"By the way, listen to Ashes, you are here to fight the devil?"
The wolf girl breathed a sigh of relief, "It's also to hone your skills, Your Majesty. I heard that there is a witch named Miss Nana in Neverwinter City, who can heal the wounds left by the battle, which is especially important for a warrior. You should understand that it is the dream of every warrior to accumulate combat experience without any worries. Of course, in addition to fighting against those powerful enemies for you, I will also pay the full cost of treatment.”
"I see," Roland nodded. "If you are willing to join the Witch League, you will have a good chance of fighting against them in the future."
"But I prefer to fight alone, Your Majesty," Lorgar interrupted softly. "Just like a mercenary, I don't want to be distracted by anything other than fighting."
She knew that these were just excuses, and that the real purpose was simply not wanting to pledge allegiance to the warchief without fully understanding the northern kingdom. She has not forgotten her identity as a sand people. If the other party fails to fulfill the promise made in the Burning Land, the sand people moving south will be separated from Greycastle sooner or later. If that moment comes, the king of Greycastle will will become her enemy, so she cannot make decisions lightly.
"Really..." Roland thought for a moment, then spread his hands a little regretfully, "Then I can't agree to your request."
"Why?" Lorgar asked in surprise. According to her idea, a highly skilled mercenary should be a sought-after existence anywhere, not to mention she hasn't talked about the cost at all! Not only fighting for free, but also paying for treatment at his own expense, this is simply a benefit delivered to the door for nothing, but he actually refused! how can that be
"Because we are facing an all-out war, not a small fight between a few clans."
Is he saying that the sand people's battles are child's play! Lorgar suddenly felt a surge of blood rushed to her forehead, she raised her tail, and just wanted to refute, but the other party suddenly changed the subject, "You should have played against Ashes, right? How strong is she?"
The wolf girl forcibly suppressed her dissatisfaction and replied angrily, "Very powerful, even in the extreme south, she is a first-class warrior."
"This is the power of the transcendent witch," Roland said slowly, "and further, there is an even more incredible transcendent. The latter completely breaks through the limits of the human body, and there is no further barrier to the growth after that, and the transcendent will be the same. It can be described as a world apart.”
Beyond... Above? Lorgar couldn't help being attracted by what he said. What kind of realm is that, even Ashes can only look up
"However, three transcendents, dozens of transcendents, and thousands of battle witches failed to stop the devil's offensive, and a huge empire collapsed and vanished. Now, it's our turn. Every word in the Great Chief's mouth seemed to sound in her heart, "The reason why I can't promise you is very simple, this is not a one-on-one fair competition, but the survival or death of the two civilizations that decides who can continue." Fighting. No matter how strong an individual is, fighting alone will have little effect... More importantly, I don't want you to die."