HBWnovel Chapter 970 The Orcs Are Silent and Just Want Revenge
Chapter 970 The Orcs Are Silent and Just Want Revenge
The village chief looked at the officer in front of him and became alert.
At first, when the village chief was brought out, he wanted to play dumb, but when he saw the officer's rank, he instantly perked up.
Captain rank! This is no ordinary person!
The whole person's expression changed dramatically, from resisting cooperation at the beginning to becoming as bright as a chrysanthemum in an instant.
The smile on his face made everyone feel sick.
"My fellow soldiers, what can I do for you? I am a good citizen!"
The village chief said with a flattering look on his face, they say one thing to one person and another thing to another person, that's what they are, orcs.
"Ximes! Stop pretending. I just want to ask you one thing. How did my home become like that?"
The company commander interrupted the village chief's flattery and said with a serious face.
"Ah? Sir, you are..."
The village chief didn't recognize the company commander at first, and his face was full of confusion.
"I am Oliver! The orc who escaped from you ten years ago!
The little orc boy whose mother you beat to death!"
The company commander said indifferently, and the village chief reacted instantly, his voice trembling.
"Master Jun! It's unfair. I have nothing to do with what happened back then. I am innocent!"
The village chief knew that a disaster was imminent and tried his best to excuse himself.
He knew clearly whether he was guilty or not.
He now only hopes that Olivier doesn't remember what happened...
But for a 12-year-old child, it was hard to witness his mother die tragically in front of him.
From that moment on, Olivier was filled with endless hatred.
It is impossible to ask Olivier to let go of his hatred now.
He came here today just to settle the original account...
So after learning the direction the army was heading, Olivier took the initiative to apply to come to this village.
At first, the instructors and their companions didn't know why Olivier did this. After all, the front line was not far ahead. Instead of taking over a village, it would be better to go to the front line to gain military merit.
Only now did they understand why Oliver did this...
This kind of hatred is no longer something they can persuade away.
"Why are you pretending? Among those who murdered my mother, your eldest son was the first to bear the brunt of the crime! He was the one who led people into my house! At this point, you still want to quibble?"
As he spoke, Olivier pulled out the M1911 from his waist and pointed the gun directly at the village chief.
The village chief, who had a gun pointed at his head for the first time, was so frightened that he dared not move.
Looking at Oliver with murderous intent in his eyes, the village chief's legs softened and he fell to his knees.
"Olivier... He was ignorant in the past. Can you let him off the hook? Considering that we used to be from the same village..."
The village chief tried to defend his children.
"Ignorant? Your eldest son was already in his 30s ten years ago! He's still 30 years old and still naive. Is he a giant baby?"
Olivier's patience had been exhausted, and he immediately ordered the soldiers to search the village chief's house.
Bring the village chief’s son here directly.
The village chief watched helplessly as the soldiers headed towards his home.
But he is powerless now. Not only his family, but other orc families will also be liquidated, because no one was innocent in the beginning...
Perhaps when they tortured and killed Oliver's mother, they had thought about the ending today...
While notifying the soldiers to arrest the man, Olivier came to a small slope outside the village.
There is a lonely little grave on the small hill.
There are no decorations, just a tombstone.
Even this tombstone is not made of stone, it's just a piece of scrap wood.
What made Olivier angry was that this piece of scrap wood tombstone was kicked to the foot of the mountain...
It seems that it was a naughty kid from the village who kicked it down while playing on the mountain.
Olivier picked up the tombstone with a serious look on his face and gently stroked the words he had carved on it.
There are several large characters written on it.
Tomb of Mother Livian.
Olivier was instantly pulled back to ten years ago.
In the village ten years ago.
Oliver had been busy all day and was coming down the mountain carrying a large bundle of firewood.
It’s just the beginning of spring and the weather is still a bit cold.
Oliver and his friends were in the Orc Empire, one of the few places where farming could be done.
To the northwest is a forest that stretches for hundreds of kilometers.
This forest successfully blocked the invasion of wind and sand for them.
That's why they can farm here.
The spring plowing season had passed, and in order to supplement the family income, Olivier, at the age of 12, had already learned to go up the mountain to chop firewood.
Most of their houses here are mud houses, but other places are mostly nomadic cultures, so most of their houses are simple tents.
Some special wood was very useful to them, so Olivier went up the mountain to collect firewood.
After a busy day, Olivier returned home. His mother Livian had already prepared dinner for him.
Olivier's face was full of anticipation.
When I opened the door, I saw my mother sitting at the dining table, waiting for my return.
As soon as Olivier entered the room, he smelled the aroma of fish soup coming from the table and looked at his mother in surprise.
"Mother? What day is today? Why is there fish soup?"
Oliver said, looking at his mother with an obedient face.
Their family was very poor, and the mother and son depended on each other for survival.
Meat is only available during festivals, and normally it is mostly grains.
Livian touched Olivier's head and then spoke.
"We half-werewolfs have a tradition that when boys reach the age of 12, they will grow into qualified werewolves!
Have you forgotten? Today is your 12th birthday! So of course there will be fish soup!"
Looking at his mother's smiling face, Olivier lowered his head silently.
Because he remembered that a fish cost three copper coins.
This is their expenses for several days...
Looking at her depressed son, the smile on Livian's face gradually disappeared. Her son was good in every way except that he was too sensible.
The various strange policies of the Orc Empire have reduced the living space of the orcs again and again.
Oliver had not had a full meal for two whole years.
Especially after the Orc Empire's defeat in the war against the Holy Empire last year, Emperor Barumurt once again increased his exploitation of the orcs.
Trying to maintain the operation of the empire by exploiting the wealth of the orcs...
"Okay, stop standing there and drink. When you're full, how about your mother telling you a story?"
Livian touched Olivier's little head and said kindly.
Thinking of this, Olivier was already in tears.
Because that was not only his 12th birthday, but also the anniversary of his mother's death...
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