My name is Lantreso, my mother is a Delaney, my father is an orc, as you can see, I am a half-breed, or rather... Mongrel.

I was born in the Fire Blade Clan, Havarro, which is also known by some people as the Fire Blade Village, the famous land of the Sword Saint.

Like the environment here, the Fireblade Orcs have a very fiery and exclusive personality, and because of this, my identity has become an excuse for many people to attack me.

"You're just a mongrel, you can't understand the subtlety of the Fire Blade Sword Art at all. They

all said that, especially the Dar Triple Bloodblade family.

The gap between him and our family starts with the previous generation, but I don't know why.

I only know that with their efforts, many of my compatriots who do not know the truth have also begun to exclude me.

Eventually, after their father's death, they became the new rulers of the Fire Blade Clan, and the first thing they did after taking the throne was to banish him.

The Fire Blade Clan who judges talent based on bloodline?

"Hey, Sword Saint, come and see, I think we're coming. Tazag complained: "The environment here is full of hot wind.

Lanteriso ended his memories when he heard someone calling him, and shook his head.

He looked around, "Yes, not far from the foot of the mountain in front is Havalo." "

So we can get to Havalo today?" Tazag nodded, with undisguised joy on his face, "I can't wait to see the battle of the Sword Saint." The

sweltering air made a layer of sweat appear under the skin coats of Tazag and the wolf cavalry of the clans, and Lantreso also noticed this, he was a little in a trance, after many years, he was going back to Havalo, was he finally going to regain his honor?

The shout of a wolf cavalry interrupted Lantreso again, and I don't know why, he was always distracted these days.

Sure enough, there is no going back.

Around him were not those Flame Prophets or Sword Saints, but the cavalry of the War Song Clan.

He knew the purpose of the Warsong Clan, but he had no choice.

The glory of the individual is greater than life and death, and the glory of the family is far greater than the glory of oneself.

If Dahl does not allow him to use his blade to bring justice to himself, then he can only choose to use the power of the Warsong Clan to solve everything.

The speed of the wolf cavalry was fast, and in less than half a day, he faintly saw Havalo's shadow.

Of course, during the march, small talk was inevitable, and Lantreso asked Tazag lightly: "Your chief seems to like to appoint young people?"

"It is said that everyone was initially not optimistic about the Hell Roaring Chief, and some even thought that the old chief's death was inseparable from him.

Tazag spread his hands, "But now, who cares, when the local hell roaring chief passes the prestige of the Warsong clan beyond the steppe, no one will look down on him because he is young.

He looked at Lantreso again, "You are also very young, and I believe you will also build a career."

Lanteriso couldn't help but laugh a little when he heard this, "Do you think I'll be the second hell roar?"

"I don't even know if I can defeat Dahl."

"I'm sure you're going to win, he's a shaman, and shamans can always see things that others can't see, like the future."

Lantreso asked with some curiosity, "You believe him so much?" "

Could it be that your Fire Blade Clan doesn't believe shamans?" Tazag was amused, "I have known him since childhood, and he never tells lies."

"No wonder your relationship is so good, I thought you were brothers before."

Tazag waved his hand, "Not pro, but not much."

"An enviable friendship?" Lanteriso didn't want to continue, a friendship that he could hardly imagine after being ostracized since childhood.

The Fire Blade Clan is there, follow the team, take the axe, we will reaffirm the tradition and glory for the fellow citizens of the Fire Blade Clan!"

the commander of the Marauders shouted, and after hearing the voice, the exhausted soldiers screamed one by one as if they had been unleashed by a shaman.

Morale has increased dramatically.

As for why it was for the Fire Blade Clan's compatriots

, sorry, they didn't think so much for the time being, after all, the commander just said that they would seize a new stronghold for the chief today.

"Who is it?" Near

Havalo, it had already been learned that a large number of wolf cavalry were heading straight for Havalo, and the Fireblade Orcs had already lined up.

Looking at the banner in the ranks, Langkimi narrowed his eyes, "Warsong Orcs? What are they doing here?"

"Go, tell the chief, just say that Warsong Orcs are coming, and..." Thanks to his excellent eyesight, he could clearly see Lantreso in the ranks, "and an exile." Like

him, Tazag and Lantreso saw the stout orc guarding the doorway.

On his right shoulder, a large shoulder guard makes him stand out.

"Handsome dressed!" exclaimed Tazag, "he must be an orc with a very advanced aesthetic."

"That's Langk, the godhead of the Fire Blade Sword Saints, nicknamed Clairvoyance. Lanteriso introduced simply: "Many apprentices have become true sword saints through his teachings, and he is also a respectable orc. "

Although his swordsmanship really sucks.

Of course, the latter sentence Lantreso did not say.

I never thought I'd ever see you, especially with a bunch of warsong orcs. Ranke said in a flat tone.

"Maybe you didn't think about my purpose either. Lanteriso was a little unimpressed, and did not seem to hear Rank's disapproval.

"I guess it's taking the Warsong Orcs to take over here?" said Ranke coldly.

"Guessed half right. Lanteriso's face was a little gloomy, "I'm here to challenge Dar, just use Makogola in the Sword Saint Cave." "

If he doesn't accept..."

"If he doesn't accept, you'll have to face the Battle Song Clan's soldiers, right?" sneered a slightly older orc.

"Dar!?" Lantresso said with a mocking look on his face, "I thought you didn't dare to come out?" "

It seems that the little sense of honor you have has not been completely lost, which really surprises me."

In the face of Lanteriso's ridicule, Dahl also unceremoniously returned the words: "You surprised me even more, I originally thought you were just a mongrel, but I didn't expect you to become a traitor."

Then he looked at the soldiers of the War Song clan and said, "Are you going to break traditions and kill each other?"

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