Chapter 1620: Method

Harold was overjoyed by my words.
Feeling the more and more cordial atmosphere, I suddenly sighed.
Harold was taken aback when he heard the sound, smiling back, and said with concern: "Do you have any worries?"
"Yeah" I nodded and said, "I said it was my worries, but in fact it is more about you."
"It has to do with me?" Harold asked puzzledly: "Let's just listen."
I looked worried and said: "Although it has been determined that you will be the future leader of the new Valor Guild, and your courage is sufficient, I also believe that you can choose a trustworthy vice captain who can complement you, but I want to To ensure that the New Heroic Guild remains thriving, it seems to be a little bit short of it."
Harold's complexion condensed, and he asked, "What's wrong?"
Stretching out his right hand, buckle the thumb and index finger into an oval, and the fingertips of the are slightly separated by two millimeters, and show it to Harold.
"Don't sell it," Harold said anxiously. "Hurry up, what's wrong with me?"
"Identity."
I said these two words lightly, and Harold was lost in thought.
A little, he nodded slightly, and said, "You are right. A guild leader with an identity is indeed different from a guild leader without an identity, but where can I get this identity?"
He looked at me with hope in his eyes.
I shook my head and said, "I can't give you this kind of thing casually. There is a suspicion that this kind of thing can only be awarded to you by the orc king himself, and there is no other way."
"This is difficult" Harold smiled bitterly: "I am a human race, how can the orc king reward foreigners with the title?"
"Why can't it?" I said: "This is not without precedent, it depends on how you do it."
Harold was taken aback, and said, "Then what can I do to get the title?"
"Simple" I smiled slightly and said, "You only need to help the Orc King solve his most troublesome problem at the moment, and I will help you to add to the flames. High title may not work, but general title is still not a problem. With title, Only in order to gain a firm foothold in Dasai City, can the new heroic guild be further expanded."
"What's the most troublesome problem for the Orc King?" Harold wondered: "Can I really solve it?"
"If you don't even have the ability to solve it at all, why should I bring this up?" Shaking his head, I said, "I am not the kind of man who makes unnecessary moves."
After a moment of contemplation, Harold slapped the low table and shouted: "Okay, tell me, what do you want me to solve?"
I didn't tell him immediately, but leisurely said: "You agree?"
He said seriously: "My life and my future are all supported by you. I naturally believe in you."
"Okay," I said: "Listen to me."
Then, I told him about the disturbance of the frontier mentioned in the previous meeting.
After hearing this, Harold frowned slightly, groaning for a long time, and his expression was a little bit hard: "You want me to help the orcs clean up my former compatriots?"
Hearing this, I really want to laugh.
Compatriots?
What is a compatriot?
When you are in trouble, those who will not leave you are called compatriots. When you encounter difficulties, not only do not pull you, but also push you off the cliff, not compatriots, but enemies.
With a sneer, I said lightly: "Do you really think of those people as compatriots? Or, in your opinion, people of the same race as yours are compatriots?"
Harold paused and said, "Ah, yes, people of the same race as me are of course my compatriots."
It turns out that Harold really thought so, no wonder he said that, but...
"Then do you also think that people who are not my race must have different hearts?"
When I said this, I stared at his eyes and felt every moment of his emotional changes. I wanted to know if he was really pedantic to the point of incurable.
Harold frowned and thought for a while before he said: "No, during my time in Dasai City, I really felt the enthusiasm and sincerity of the orcs. In fact, compared with my compatriots, I think the orcs are more cordial. "
I subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and I secretly rejoiced: Fortunately, he hasn't reached that level yet, otherwise I'm afraid I will have to choose another chairman's successor.
"Since you also think that orcs are more kind, then I ask you, what do you plan to do when your compatriots who are not kind to you bully people who are kind to you?" I unhurriedly induced: "Don't you bear to see Are those who are kind to you, like family members, being abused and killed?"
Harold's breathing became heavier and heavier. He clenched his hands slightly, fixed his eyes on the teacup in front of him for dozens of seconds before exhaling lightly and said, "Okay, I will do it."
"This is a good comrade." Smiling and patted his shoulder, I stood up and slowly put on my shoes.
Harold looked at me, puzzled: "Why are you going?"
"Of course I have done what you promised." Putting on my shoes, I stomped my feet, beckoned to him, and said, "After we finish this matter, we will find a place to continue to relive the past, otherwise I will pretend to I always feel that chatting is not enough."
All the way to the palace, he explained his intentions to the guards, and after being released, he took Harold straight to the orc king's office.
When I reached the door of the office, I asked Harold to wait outside and walked in first.
The orc king was dressed in a formal suit, sitting at his desk, holding a delicate tea cup, savoring the fragrance of tea, suddenly saw me come in, startled slightly, and then smiled: "Why are you here?"
"Stroll around" I said casually.
"There is no place worth walking here," the orc king said: "If you want to take a walk, you can go to the back garden."
"Your Majesty is free?" I asked suddenly.
"Huh?" The orc king stared at me for a while, and smiled: "Do you want me to walk with you?"
"That's what it means," I said hehe.
"I'm afraid it won't work." The Orc King shook his head and said, "I am busy with official duties now."
My eyes were burning, and I smiled faintly: "What if I say that this walk is related to the resolution of the riots on the border?"
The orc king put down the tea cup, looked at me with interest, stared for a while, and said: "National events are not something to laugh at."
"I didn't joking," I said seriously: "Unless your majesty thinks I am joking."
After a moment of hesitation, the orc king stood up and said loudly: "Okay, I believe you, don't let me down."
After all, let me go out the door.
When I reached the door, I winked at Harold and let him follow.
The Orc King walked in front, I was half a meter behind him, and Harold followed about two meters behind us. He drove fast and entered the back garden.
The orc king drove away the waiter and the guard, leaving only the two of us, and then slowly said: "Let's go, what is the solution to the riots in the frontier?"
I spread my hands and said, "I didn't say that I had a solution to the riots in the border."
The orc king looked slightly stunned, as if about to attack.
I smiled slightly, pointed at Harold, and said, "But he does."
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