Facing the half-orc tribal warriors who surrounded him, Bedmar wanted to let go of her singing voice for the first time, but Sherlock stopped it.

Sherlock looked at the gray-haired elder:

"You don't want your granddaughter to become a breeding machine, do you?"

The elder and the Mori girl were stunned at the same time.

How would he know?

The Mori girl and the elder did not show their relationship in front of Sherlock and others.

They are indeed grandparents.

But this can't make the elders more tolerant of the Mori girls. The law was formulated for enforcement.

If he let go of the Mori Girl, then there will be more dereliction captains, and the tribe's race cannot continue.

"Mori, did you say that?"

The elder first thought that his granddaughter had told Sherlock.

Mori shook her head.

"Expell these outsiders!"

The high priest said angrily, the soldiers were about to do it, but they were stopped by the Instructor.

But Modo stretched out his sturdy arm and blocked the orc warrior's sharp knife.

"The Mori girl sheds the blood of a soldier. She is suitable for entering the city defense department. It is better to give her a chance and let her lead someone to capture the Dragon Crystal."

The elder hesitated. Childbirth is an extremely stamina-consuming thing. Coupled with the particularity of half-orcs, generally a soldier will only give birth to one or two offspring in his lifetime.

But the women in the reproduction department are different. They give birth to offspring all their lives, which also makes them incapable of fighting.

The high priest was furious,

"Komodo, do you know what you are doing?"

"I know."

But Modo’s square face is very serious,

"I just thought that if the beast god no longer gets angry and his temperament becomes a little more gentle, it will be more powerful for our entire tribe."

The elder's eyes fell on the Mori girl.

The Mori girl still buried her head and said nothing, as if she could accept any punishment.

This is exactly what the elder hates her most, since she was a child, obedience and reason occupy her brain, so that she does not have the slightest innocence and arrogance of her peers.

Never rely on the power of the family, if it is Lira, at this moment should be trying to shirk responsibility.

"good."

The elder said, "I agree with the outsider's suggestion. After all, he has the ability to contend with the beast gods. If we disagree, it may cause unnecessary conflicts."

He waved his staff, looked at the high priest beside him, lowered his voice and said,

"It's time for the future of our half-orcs to return to our own hands. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"You don't know what you are doing!"

The high priest turned angrily and left.

The position of the high priest is higher than that of the elders, but the elder's family has a vital position in the tribe, and the Master owns more than half of the tribe's army.

Coupled with the support of Instructor, even if the high priest opposes it, it has no practical meaning unless it passes the "council meeting."

All high-level meetings make decisions.

"If you believe in a beast god, I have to remind you that this is also a deal between the beast god and me."

Sherlock's voice came into the ears of the high priest leisurely. Only she could hear this voice, and it was Sherlock who conveyed it through thoughts.

Among the 500 laws of Master Sherlock, the transmission of thoughts belongs to the illusion law.

He can easily block everyone and communicate with only one person.

The high priest was stunned, looking at Sherlock sideways, with a hint of horror in his indifferent eyes.

The high priest who originally planned to start the court council had to give up.

"Mori, if you can complete the mission, you will not be allowed to go to the reproduction department. You and your team members will have a chance to reproduce freely and then join the city defense department."

The elder said lightly, observing the Mori girl's expression at any time.

The Mori girl just nodded: "Yes."

The elder shook his head and said, "We will give you 20 people as a supplement, but you have to know that stealing dragon crystals is very dangerous, and the tribe will not send more people to participate."

"Yes."

The Mori girl remained calm and could not see joy until the elder left.

Instructor patted Mori on the shoulder.

"Take a rest for one night, get rectified, and then set off. Longxue is not easy to break through."

The Mori girl got up, nodded, and cast a grateful look at Instructor.

Instructor touched his square face, smiled and said to Sherlock and the others: "Let's go, I will take you to rest."

Following Komodo, he walked out of the high-rise building and came to the wooden bungalows around the ranch.

These bungalows are lined up next to each other, and they seem to have begun to take shape.

The height of each house is 6 meters, after all, a half-orc is 3 meters high.

If the house is too low, they won't even be able to get in.

But Modo was not as serious as his face. On the contrary, he was a very talkative person with a very hot temper. All kinds of students greeted him along the way, and he would inevitably be scolded by him.

It's like the scene when Sherlock was always yelled at by the Instructor when he was learning to drive his license.

"Your name is Sherlock, right?"

But Modo asked.

"Yep."

Sherlock replied lightly.

"Unexpectedly you are so short, you can fight with the beast god, when you have time, you can fight with me."

But Modo said excitedly.

Hey hey, can you not add such short words.

Sherlock wiped the sweat from his forehead. He felt that his height of 2 meters had been considered outstanding in his previous life, but it was a pity that in the world of Pirates, 2 meters was a dwarf.

Forget it, this world is the world of the little dwarf, even if it is not, it will become it in the future.

Sherlock comforted himself like this.

"No time."

Sherlock replied indifferently, giving no face to the tall square face at all.

But Modo's violent temper immediately came up, shook his fist, and wanted to take the initiative to seek a lesson, but was held back by the Mori girl.

"Instructor, fighting the beast god, he was also injured."

"Ah, hahaha, that's the case. I said it earlier. That's why I rejected me. It doesn't matter. After you get well, let's discuss it again."

But Modo laughed, the smile lines all over his face were like a blooming hibiscus flower, which at first glance showed a lack of collagen.

Pipicia squatted on Sherlock's shoulders,

"Are you really going to let the Mori girl go to the Dragon's Den?"

Sherlock nodded: "Yes, they live here, have long been neighbors with the dragon clan, and often rob training resources, they should be more familiar with dragon crystals than I am."

"Not to save people?"

Pipicia blinked suspiciously.

"Save people?"

Sherlock shook his head, "Just get what you need. The Mori girls are unwilling to join the reproduction department. I need some bait."

"That's it."

Pipicia touched her chin, feeling that Sherlock's black belly was back again.

After Komodo's arrangement, Sherlock, Heling, Pipicia, Dihana, Bedma and Kerm, and Roca all moved into spacious and simple bungalows.

Mori and others also live nearby.

This bungalow is actually the dormitory of this adult half-orc, so it is now vacant.

Next to the ranch is a wide open-air training ground.

Sherlock opened the window to see the young half-orcs running on the training ground. Their speed was far lower than the adult half-orcs, but compared to humans, they were already fast enough.

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