MTL - Orc Predator-~ ☆Chapter Violent Female

"Hi, what's your name?" The red-haired orc smiled what he thought was very gentle, walked to the bed and sat down unhurriedly, his eyes swept across the non-orc's body from top to bottom, and couldn't help swallowing. Mouth saliva. Natural females...so tempting.

"A gentleman should report his name first, shouldn't he?" Cecil smiled, and the red-haired orc couldn't help being stunned.

"Ahem, of course." In order to hide his gaffe, the red-haired orc pretended to cough a few times to cover up, "My name is—"

"Bang!" Before he could finish his sentence, the door of the lounge was kicked open again. The person who came obviously had no control over his strength, and kicked the door panel in half neatly. Cecil and the red-haired orc turned their heads at the same time. The red-haired orc was angrily trying to see who came to spoil his good deed, but he met a pair of cold and hostile black eyes.

When Ah Liu's eyes fell on the orc, his body moved, and his whole body was as fast as a bolt of lightning. Before the poor red-haired orc could even see the other's face, he felt himself being thrown hard to the floor. He was just about to get up when he was kicked far away by another kick. When he landed on the ground, his head hit something hard. The red-haired orc looked up with stars in his eyes, and found that his head was next to the slightly deformed door frame of the lounge, and then a pair of leather boots appeared in front of his eyes.

The red-haired orc looked up along the leather boots, first a pair of strong and slender legs, wrapped in plain black material, followed by a slender waist and loose black hair, followed by a perfectly curved neck, and finally It was a handsome but expressionless face, as if covered with a layer of frost. He blinked, sure that the delicate face belonged to a natural female.

The corner of the red-haired orc's mouth twitched as if he wanted to say something, but Ah Liu just gave him a condescending glance, then raised his leg and kicked him down the stairs.

Waiter: "..." There is such a violent natural female, I can't believe my eyes!

Cedric, Francis: "…"

I didn't expect that the non-orcs' aura would be so fierce when they were angry. It seemed that the strong hostility emanating from the inside out made ordinary orcs feel ashamed.

It's like... the ferocious aura unique to wild beasts that have been killing each other in the jungle to survive since birth, usually hidden and killed at the last blow.

No wonder Cecil liked to call it "The Beast", and the two orcs suddenly realized.

"Okay?" Ah Liu turned his head and asked, ignoring the complex gazes of the two orcs, his dark eyes met Cecil's dark blue eyes directly.

"Of course." Cecil smiled and finally relaxed.

"...That's good." Ah Liu said, sweeping a glance at the orc who was rubbing his buttocks and howling at the bottom of the stairs, and the latter immediately fell silent, for fear that this violent natural female would kick him again if he got upset.

"Come and see Ah Liu, the Prayer Festival is about to begin!" Cecil's excited voice came from behind, Ah Liu glanced at the red-haired orc lying on the ground, turned and walked into the lounge.

It wasn't until the figure of the non-orc disappeared that the red-haired orc heaved a sigh of relief, covered his head and ran away like shit.

first floor.

The entire hall suddenly darkened, and then a beam of white light lit up on the altar in the center, focusing everyone's attention there. The few people in the lounge stopped talking and looked at the altar under their feet.

The worship ceremony is about to begin.

In the white light, an extremely delicate-looking purple-haired natural female slowly walked up to the altar. Ah Liu felt that he looked familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he recognized a non-beastman whom he had met once in the arena. His name seemed to be Les? special.

Les changed into a smoky pure white robe, wearing a pure white feather crown, with silver bells on his hands and feet, his eyes half closed, and he looked light and holy. But when he stood in the middle of the altar and suddenly opened his eyes and smiled towards the audience, his aura immediately changed back to its original enchanting, even the plain clothes couldn't suppress his innate beauty.

The rhythmic and powerful drums sounded, and Rice's body moved accordingly, bending over, spinning, and jumping. The non-beastman's body was extremely soft, and Rice was a natural dancer, and every gesture and every movement was just right. The beauty of the dance, but the strong strength in the opening and closing of the arms, makes the whole dance look not feminine, but rather wild, combined with the charm of the dancer's bones, it is wonderful.

After the traditional ritual dance, the cheers were deafening. In contrast, the following prayer ceremony was rather boring.

Several old men in white robes walked up to the altar, holding a crystal bottle filled with pure white divine spring in one hand, and holding various sacrificial utensils engraved with ancient characters in the other, they formed a circle on the stage, muttering something while walking . Ah Liu noticed that most of the orcs and non-orcs put their fingers together, folded their hands in front of their foreheads, closed their eyes and looked pious, as if they were praying. The same is true for Cecil and Francis next to him, but Cedric just looks at him and smiles with a face of nothing to do with himself. Ah Liu frowned slightly, turned his eyes and looked downstairs again, and saw a group of pious praying people. , Les, who had changed back into his uniform, was holding a piece of bread in his mouth, and he had no image at all. He was surrounded by a few flattering orcs, and a purple-haired non-orc who looked somewhat similar to him was not far away from time to time. Fu forehead stared at him. They chatted or ate and drank in whispers from time to time, apparently not taking the ceremony on the altar seriously.

This ceremony lasted for nearly half an hour. After a few old men stepped down from the altar, Ah Liu keenly felt that the atmosphere suddenly became active. Whether they were orcs or non-orcs, there was a look of anticipation and enthusiasm on their faces. pleasure.

A brown-haired orc walked up to the altar first, glanced around the hall, and said loudly: "Longda of the Delong family, waiting for the challenge, come if you are a warrior."

There was a burst of cheers under the altar, the orcs admired force, and it was always regarded as an act of honor for orc warriors to challenge each other in the ritual. Immediately, an orc jumped onto the ring, and the two greeted each other briefly before entering the battle.

This level of fighting didn't arouse Ah Liu's interest. He felt a little hungry, and after saying hello to Cecil, he prepared to go downstairs for something to eat, and Cedric naturally followed closely behind.

"..." Ah Liu was a little irritable, and slipped into the crowd while the orcs weren't paying attention, and got into a secluded room.

After successfully getting rid of the silver-haired orc, Ah Liu turned his head and looked around. This place seems to be a library, with rows of black bookshelves in a semi-arc shape, and the books on it are stacked from the floor to the ceiling. The noise was isolated from the door, and the quiet atmosphere made him feel more relaxed. He walked a few steps in, and suddenly turned his head, his eyes were meeting the eyes of the purple-haired non-orc. The latter was staring at him without blinking, holding a thick book in his hand. Ah Liu was a little surprised, he thought that this person should enjoy the lively banquet and the flattery of the orcs, but unexpectedly, he hid here alone like himself.

"My name is Les, Les? Longte." The purple-haired non-orc introduced himself, with a smile in his purple eyes, "We met once in the arena, maybe you still remember."