Chapter 82: Forced duel

The bonfire in the main square has been ignited. It is like a beacon, calling all orcs to go to the adult ceremony hunting ceremony.
For the sake of Morin, the Aguer family ate late for dinner. When they also came out of the house, the rough road was full of orcs.
At the invitation of Agul, Morin also followed them to visit the ceremony.
Every year the orcs' hunting ceremonies are very solemn and solemn, and it is also an extremely sacred event for the orcs.
Normally, foreigners are forbidden to participate in such a sacred ceremony, but Agul felt that with the power and bravery of Moline, and his rescue of orc children, he was eligible to participate in this ceremony.
Every child of the orcs does not belong to that family, they also belong to this tribe. So every child of an orc is also a child of this tribe. Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that Moline is kind to the entire Gadra tribe.
Before attending the ceremony, Agul had already told Molin's story to the host of the ceremony before they formally agreed that Molin entered the ceremony venue with the Agul family.
When they came in, Morin had already sat a lot of orcs around the huge campfire in the middle. Mo Lin looked at it, it really felt like a crowd.
In succession, the orcs were seated in their seats, and Morin saw an orc coming to the campfire.
At the sight of this orc Morin, he could feel his power.
The orc was originally tall and burly, and this orc was the leader among them. He wore a set of blood-red plate armor, with shiny spikes on his shoulder pads, elbow pads, and wrist pads. His black hair was tied high with a copper hoop, and a brass nose ring was worn in the middle of his nostril.
This orc stood by the campfire, like a needle to fix the sea god. The orcs who were still laughing and clamoring stopped immediately.
It was just a moment of effort, and there was only a crackling bonfire in the whole square.
"My compatriots!" The orc began to speak, his voice as a warhammer, strong and powerful, "The annual adult ceremony hunting has ended. Tonight, we will usher in another batch of Gadra tribes. Warriors! They won their glory with strength and courage, patience and wisdom! As your chieftain, I am deeply comforted. The Gadra tribe will be filled with power forever by these warriors, and we will always be the strongest Orc Horde!"
"Power and glory!" The chieftain raised his huge fist high, and ended the speech with the slogan of the Gadra tribe.
"Power and Glory!"
All the orcs stood up and roared and shouted following their chieftain.
Moline was also forced to stand up, and was shocked by the great power of unity. With this amazing unity and enthusiasm for power, it is no wonder that the Gadra tribe will become the largest tribe among the orcs.
It took a long time for the orcs to subside and the chieftain to retreat, but he did not break away from the people, but he sat casually among his people and laughed happily with them.
This kind of thing is hard to see in the human kingdom.
After the chieftain had finished speaking, a host came up to announce the list of people who participated in the hunting and announced their achievements.
In the Gadra tribe, there are certain standards for hunting. The most basic point is that they cannot hunt those beasts that are not dangerous. For example, if you hit a pheasant and catch a rabbit and come back, it means that the hunt was successful. That is absolutely not feasible.
In addition, you must be successful in hunting.
In fact, there are a lot of deaths and injuries every year in hunting, and the successful people only account for most of them.
Those who are unsuccessful in hunting will become ordinary people in the tribe, and those who succeed will become warriors of the tribe, who can obtain additional resources to strengthen themselves; however, these warriors must bear the responsibility of war and defense.
This year's hunting, the first to win is the Snell that Moline has seen. When the host announced Snell's results, all the orcs cheered him.
This feeling of being the focus of everyone and being praised by everyone is really comfortable for Snell. He stood very proudly by the campfire, almost already thinking that he was the best person.
After announcing the results, the shamans came to hold a final blessing ceremony for these people.
The ritual is very simple, that is, the prey that these people hunted, either their ears or their fangs, and the blessing magic was cast by these shamans to make certain ornaments for these people to wear.
This process is relatively tedious and long, but Morin watched the campfire awaken.
auzw.com "Morning ceremony," Morin thought, "I am also fifteen years old this year, and according to the customs of the orcs, I am also an adult."
In such a cheerful and enthusiastic environment, Morin seemed more lonely. The soaring flame jumped Mo Lin's thoughts to the year when he ate roasted sweet potatoes.
As soon as this thought began, it jumped through Moline's consciousness like a flowing image.
Including the sky with flames, the departure of Grandpa, and the encounters of Isabel until the ensuing sufferings, persecution, cruelty, ignorance, and conspiracy.
Morin saw the dark but true side of the world prematurely. He knew that the world was not simple, complicated, and dazzling. However, what do you really believe in?
He remembered Isabel's words again, as well as Oklah's blind and simple trust and the embrace of the orc mother.
In fact, the answer is already there, but Mo Lin always has a slight swing. Now taking advantage of this adult ceremony, Morin also silently determined the direction of his life.
Over there, shaman priests wore ornaments for the hunters, and then recited prayers of blessings for them, hoping that the soul of the ancestors could always bless them.
When all this was over, it was a huge carnival held by the orcs.
The young orc women and men came to the campfire and began to dance and sing passionately. Morin looked at the lively scene and became happy.
At this moment, Okla's small head leaned inadvertently on Moline's shoulder, and he stopped moving.
Moline looked at Okla and saw that her face was flushed with fire, but her eyes were fascinated. He was also embarrassed to push the orc girl away, so he had to stand so awkwardly.
This scene of Oklah and Moline was seen by Snar on the side, and he walked over with a somber complexion. The complacent feeling that he had just received attention and praise was gone.
At a glance, Morin saw Snell coming and saw that this guy might be bad, so he moved slightly.
Okla immediately sat upright. She thought Moline hated her, and she felt a little sad on her face. But when she saw Snell, she knew why Moline did that. So, she was angry with Snell in her heart.
Snell soon came to Oklah and sat next to her, saying aloud, "Okla, look at my loot, the teeth of the velociraptor. This velociraptor I hunted is better than your brother's Two levels higher."
As he spoke, he moved his hands to Oklah.
When Snell came, there were also several orc children who came along with him. At that moment, he laughed mischievously at the sight of his behavior towards Oklah.
Moline can see that Okla hates Snell very much, and that Snare's actions are indeed a bit excessive, but Moline is a human being and can't say anything.
Snell hugged Okla forcibly while watching Moline deliberately say in a crappy lingua franca: "Okla, I am the strongest of these orc children, I can be fancy, but it is your pleasure, that Weak people simply don't deserve you!"
This was an obvious demonstration. Although Oklah was not Moline's girlfriend, Moline was still unable to bear it because of such provocation.
However, after an impulse, Morin took a deep breath, smiled, shook his head, and stopped looking at Snell.
"Hahaha" Snell laughed, "It really is a coward! Oklah, you also saw that when the turtle meets the strong, the first thing to do is to shrink his head!"
"You let me go!" Okla resisted. "Brother Moline is not a coward. He can kill so many beasts alone, much stronger than you!"
"Where is he strong? Is his back hard enough?" Snell continued to hug Ocla forcibly. The other orc children laughed and whistled.
Morin sighed and dragged Oklah into his arms and quickly stood up, blocking her with his body.
"You are the most trashy of the orcs I have seen!" Morin looked at Snar and said loudly, "You may have strength, but there is no glory at all."
Snell also stood up and said fiercely: "How dare you insult me ​​like this? Very good, very good! I am going to fight you, do you dare to fight against such a weak human being?"
Moline had a little hesitation because he didn't want to offend the orcs to enter the lava cave, but man can't give up everything for the benefit!
"Okay, I accepted your challenge!" Mo Lin sonorously answered.
The orcs who could understand the lingua franca were surprised, and Okla looked at Moline with relief. She was finally convinced that she hadn't misunderstood.