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Chapter 18 - Cooperation between mortal enemies

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As Sylvanas approached step by step, the hills gradually became taller and steeper, and finally slowly turned into the first row of mountains. Until the female elf's sight finally settled on a special mountain peak, despite some hesitation.

, but she was still ready to find out.

"Oh, beautiful elf lady."

"Who?" Sylvanas looked behind her. She thought it was a human speaking, but she soon discovered that it was not what she thought. The ranger's gaze lowered slightly. Falstad's face was full of glory.

He stood behind a bush. The dwarf's eyes were shining, he was grinning, and his thick warhammer hung behind him.

"It's you!" Sylvanas narrowed her eyes at him, "Are you following me, Lord Falstad?"

"Following? No, no, no." Falstad shook his hand, and he was obviously a little hesitant when he spoke. "I just happened to see your dragon eagle wandering not far away, and then I came here...

, okay, I'm looking for you, but I definitely don't mean to follow you intentionally, although your charm is not inferior to that of your sister."

"Looking for me?" Sylvanas looked at him strangely. She did not blame the dwarf for his special opinion of her. What she cared about was Falstad's purpose of coming here. "What are you looking for for me?"

"Of course I will go with you to save Nathanos." The dwarf showed an honest smile, and the word "liar" was almost written on his face.

The female elf didn't have time to play guessing games with him. She skillfully drew her bow and pointed it at Falstad.

"Wait..." The dwarf took a step back. Although he could easily avoid Sylvanas' attack, he did not want the female elf to misunderstand. Seeing that the female elf was about to let go, Falstad immediately shouted: "

Stop hiding, damn mage. Come out and explain it to this elf lady."

"Huh?" Sylvanas immediately turned sideways and pointed the arrow in another direction. There was a smell of magic in the air, which could not escape her sense of smell.

Luo Ning's figure loomed in front of him until he completely materialized.

"How dare you appear in front of me, mage?" Sylvanas glared at Ronin.

"Please listen to my explanation." The mage put his hands in front of him. He hoped that the female elf could give him a chance to explain. This was very important to him. Whether it was to complete his mission or for other purposes, he needed it.

Stade and Sylvanas' help.

Grim Batol

Nathanos quickly ate the food brought by Grote.

"So, you became a chef?"

The orc snorted coldly, leaned on the wall and turned his head to the side. Such an encounter was simply an insult to him! Yes, that's right, it was an insult. Since he returned to the Dragonmaw Clan and reported his failure to Zuluhid

In the end, Grote thought that he was facing death. He thought for a long time and thought that it was better to escape than to admit it. However, he did not expect that Chief Dragonmaw would laugh at him in such a way. He lost his identity as a dragon knight, and

Zuluhid also personally put a human chef's hat on his head and warned him not to take it off even when sleeping.

Grote's dignity was hit, and he was assigned to work in the kitchen as a "nanny" for other orcs and red dragons. This not infrequently caused him to be ridiculed by other orcs. He had had enough for a long time, but he had no choice but to

It must be endured.

Nathanos couldn't help laughing as he listened to his explanation. He tried to control his voice so as not to let other orcs discover that two races that regarded each other as mortal enemies were actually chatting happily. This was very important to both him and Grote.

unfavorable.

"It sounds like everything you are encountering now is thanks to me. If I hadn't defeated you, you might still be a dragon knight."

"And then get defeated by another guy like you?"

The orc's reaction surprised Nathanos. To be honest, when Nathanos saw Grott coming to bring him food, he thought he was here to torture himself, or to intoxicate himself with what he ate.

Poison or something like that, but Grote didn't.

"Aren't you angry? I made you lose everything."

"At least you didn't kill me or abuse me. Although you are my enemy, you haven't treated a prisoner of war like Necros did." Grote explained.

"Nekros?" Nathanos seemed to remember hearing Grote mention it once, but the two men were in opposite positions at that time. "How did he treat the prisoners?"

"Huh? You want to take the news out of me again."

"No, I just want to know what I'm going to face next."

Grote blinked, and then he understood. "Don't worry, he won't do anything to you, at least not now."

Nathanos was a little confused, but he roughly guessed it. "If the red dragon queen's belly doesn't move, will she throw me into the red dragon's trough?"

The orc nodded, surprised that Nathanos already knew Nekros's little thoughts.

"It looks like I won't die yet." The human smiled bitterly.

Grote scratched his neck with his left hand, glanced at Nathanos, then turned his head, and then glanced again, as if he was gathering his courage to say something to Nathanos.

"What is your purpose here?" Grote asked. In fact, he was also curious as to why Nathanos was caught, and the focus was on capturing him alive. He saw with his own eyes that Nathanos was dragged into prison by several orcs.

Normally speaking, Grim Batol almost never has any prisoners, because every time the Dragonmaw Clan dispatches dragon knights. Who can survive the flames and then raise his hands and shout loudly to surrender? Only

One possibility is that Nathanos himself came to the territory of the Dragonmaw clan.

"I didn't want to come, but something unexpected happened."

Grote nodded, then looked left and right, squatted down and said to Nathanos: "Are you here to deal with the Dragonmaw clan?"

"I didn't think about it at first, but now I have to think about it." The human smiled and drank the last sip of the water bag.

"I can help you!"

Nathanos suddenly widened his eyes and almost sprayed water on Grote's face.

"What did you say?"

"Shh!" Grote motioned to Nathanos to keep his voice down, and then continued: "I can help you, you must be wondering why, right? Let me tell you, I hate the current Dragonmaw clan, because..."

The wall on the left side of the prison made the sound of liquid flowing. Humans and orcs turned their heads at the same time, and a dark purple portal appeared on it. As expected by Nathanos, it was Presto, or Deathwing to be more accurate, who came out.

.

"It looks like you're fine." Deathwing took out a handkerchief from his sleeves and covered his mouth and nose. The air in the prison was very dry. Nathanos wondered how a being like him could still have those nobles.

Stinky problem.

Deathwing glanced at Grott contemptuously, then a chill ran down the orc's spine and he wisely withdrew.

"what are you up to?"

"Just came to see if my puppet is still intact." He smiled, treating Nathanos as a toy.

Human beings didn't know what to say and sat on the ground in silence.

"You will be able to leave this prison soon, don't ask me when. I'm just waiting for some friends, some old friends!" Deathwing smiled, looking like he had a chance to win.

Grote did not leave, but got a bottle of good ale from somewhere, and carefully handed it to the "human" who suddenly appeared, as if he wanted to please Deathwing.

"Take that thing away!" The black dragon frowned horribly, glaring at the orc.

Grott was frightened and backed away. Deathwing calmed himself down and turned to Nathanos.

"Remember what I said."

After a long time, Grote wiped the sweat from his head and turned to Nathanos. "Do you see it now? The Dragonmaw clan is in the hands of this guy. He can even completely ignore Zulu Xi.

De and Nekros, you are so arrogant about talking to a human being like this. But our chief and that miserable warlock are just his dogs."

"When did he show up?" Nathanos asked.

Grote shook his head: "I don't know, I only know that Zuluhid and Nekros completely obey him. Our destiny is no longer under our control!"

"Why are you so sure I can help your people regain their freedom?"

"Why?" Grote looked at him strangely and replied: "Because you appeared here and you also wanted to escape. We...we can cooperate!"

"Exchange your freedom for my freedom?" Nathanos touched his chin with interest.

"No! It's the freedom of the entire Dragonmaw clan in exchange for your freedom!"
Chapter completed!
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