Transformed into a magical girl, wanted at the beginning

Chapter 231

The man walked with heavy steps, step by step, towards the skeleton throne in the center of the hall.

Every step he took, the whole palace shook slightly.

No one knew whether the next step would collapse the whole palace.

Others in the palace lowered their heads and no one dared to look up without permission, let alone whisper.

Not long after the man entered the palace, another figure appeared at the door behind him.

However, compared with the extremely tall figure in front, this figure can be described as a small witch meeting a big witch.

His height was not much different from that of a normal human, and he did not have strong muscles and fangs.

But the red robe he wore was embroidered with many strange patterns and pictures.

He also held a brown cane as tall as him in his right hand.

If someone saw his face at this time, they would be scared by the patterns tattooed on his face.

And not just on his face...

He followed the man like this. He also walked towards the skeleton throne step by step.

No one raised any objection to this scene.

After a while, the man sat on the skull throne. His huge body made the skull throne behind him look a little crowded.

Another man holding a cane stood beside him.

"High Priest Quint, didn't you say you wanted to make this seat bigger? Why haven't you changed it yet?"

"Chief Gult, I can't find a good head as the material for making the throne recently. Ordinary heads can't bear your power at all."

Quint said immediately after hearing the chief's question.

He didn't dare to neglect it at all.

"Yes, I killed 9999 enemies to make this chair!"

"Now there is no war, and this head is hard to find."

"Forget it, this chair can still be used for some time, so there is no rush."

"Yes, Chief!"

Quint nodded and said.

Then Gult looked at the tribesmen below and said.

"Okay, everyone, raise your heads."

Hearing Gult's words, all the orcs in the hall immediately raised their heads.

Unlike the gorgeous clothes worn by humans, the gorgeous clothes of the orcs are not even as good as rotten copper and iron.

So even if they just come to attend the chief's weekly meeting, they are wearing heavy armor.

"Has the envoy sent to the human empire returned?"

Gult asked as he looked down.

Gult had just finished speaking when the pig-headed orc standing in the front row.

stood up and said.

"The chief... has not returned yet, and we have lost contact with them."

Gult heard the words of the pig-headed orc.

He frowned at first, and then asked in confusion.

"Huh? What's going on? Is it? Is it a problem with the magic device?"

Although as orcs, they cannot use magic, it does not affect their use of magic devices.

Before they left, Gult also remembered that he had given them a magic device specifically for communication and daily situation reporting.

The pig-headed orc shook his head and said, "Chief, this should not be a problem with the magic device, but there is no response over there. At first we thought they forgot about it, but there has been no response for several days."

"What is going on? Have you confirmed it with the Empire?!"

"We have asked, but have not received a response from their human empire."

Gult was even more surprised to hear this.

This answer made Gult a little confused.

"What on earth does that old thing want to do?"

He didn't want to send anyone to attend the birthday party of the human emperor.

After all, they and the human empire were originally in an awkward situation where enemies met and were particularly jealous of each other.

Over the years, although there has been no major war between the two sides, there have been hundreds of local frictions if not thousands.

But the two sides did not care too much.

After all, it was just a small fight.

No one would start a war just for these minor fights.

So the two sides have always maintained this relatively peaceful situation.

And the actual purpose of sending envoys to the human empire this time was to negotiate the border city.

The orcs are the most populous race in the entire continent. Although it is said that more people can do things, so many people also need a lot of food and money to feed them.

In addition, the previous war with humans almost drained the orcs' wealth.

It can be said that it will take more than ten or twenty years for them to recover..

This is also the most fundamental reason why the orcs dare not take the initiative to start a war.

Poor!

But until the human empire opened a trade city.

Changed the situation that the orcs could only produce and sell by themselves, they cooperated with the dwarves and sold some sophisticated weapons and equipment here in exchange for money.

This money is ultimately a drop in the bucket.

Until one day, the mayors of several border towns in the human empire found him and said they wanted to join the orcs!

This made Gulte at a loss.

Thinking it was a conspiracy of humans, he took this opportunity to send envoys to explore what they wanted to do.

But now, they have lost contact with all the people they sent?

"Is there any action on the human side now?"

Gulte asked again.

"Chief, the human side seems to be gathering troops in the border area!"

At this time, another orc with a crocodile head stood up and said.

"What!"

Gulte was excited, and heard a crisp sound of "click".

A skull on the throne was crushed to pieces by Gult.

"What does that old guy want to do? Is he really going to go to war with us again?!"

"Don't be excited, Chief. I think this is a bit strange."

At this time, Quint, who was standing next to him, calmed down Gult, who was about to be furious.

"How can I not be excited? What if..."

Gult is not afraid of a war with humans, but he now knows that the current orcs have not yet fully recovered to their peak combat power.

And the most important thing is that the annoying magic of humans is a trouble that they can never overcome.

"Chief, there is no need to be so pessimistic."

"Although the combat power of our orcs has not recovered to its peak state in the past."

"But the strength of the human empire is also not as good as it was in the past."

"And we have a helper."

Gult asked in confusion after hearing Quint's words.

"What do you mean? Where do we get help? Dwarves?"

"Have you forgotten the city lords who asked us to join our orc tribe?"