My Summons Are Weird

"Our troops will leave here in winter, and I will let you out of here."

Orkus's words stopped the loaf, who was ferociously cooking, and holding the baked potato in both hands, she looked like a squirrel, not a fox.

"You're not like a Celerian," said Bread.

Orcus laughed, and he had already guessed the answer and asked, "What kind of person is a Celerian?"

Bread ate for a while, then raised his head cautiously and looked at Orcus.

"You're a good guy, not quite like them."

Orcus wanted to laugh, but for some reason, his laughter got stuck in his throat, and he could only squeeze out a bitter smile.

"If I were you, I wouldn't use a good person or a bad person to describe a person. Like me, I always use position to divide people. In my opinion, position determines a person's perspective on things. The reason why you think I am a Good man, just because I feed you enough."

"But you didn't abuse me either."

"But maybe I killed your people, maybe I gave the order to kill."

Bread lowered his head and muttered.

"When I was shoved out of the tribe by them, every one of them had a smile on their face, that kind of desire... and an indescribable, very uncomfortable look."

"I can feel their visceral pleasure, they seem to enjoy the suffering that is happening to us."

"But you didn't..."

Orcus' writing hand trembled.

"Although you always have a dark face, like a serious elder in my clan, you look scary... But I can feel that you seem to be very worried, and you don't seem to like this place..."

Orcus stood up and paced to the bread.

The face that looked gloomier than ever, and the difference in size and height made Bread shudder.

Bread, who thought he had said something wrong, trembled all over.

Orcus reached out and put something on her head.

The fox ears of the bread trembled subconsciously, and then squeezed hard to the middle, feeling that it was a jar.

"It doesn't taste good if you eat it dry. This is my private collection. Let's eat it."

Bread took off the jar on his head and found that it was filled with golden yellow, viscous liquid. When he opened it and smelled it, he was shocked that it was honey.

After returning to the table, Orcus reminded Bread: "I suggest you treat me as a bad guy. Maybe one day we will meet on the battlefield."

Bread sucked the honey standing on the little furry hand, and the smile that had just appeared was dispelled by Orcus' words.

After a long silence, Bread asked in confusion: "Iris's territory is very vast, and the clansmen basically only live in a small part of the area."

"Since I was a child, I have heard from the elders of the clan that the vastness of Mostana is terrifying..."

"Such a big Mostana really can't hold us. Is there still Seriel?"

"…"

"Eat a little more, go back to your clan, you will have a lot of time to think about this issue."

The footsteps sounded, and Orcus had told him not to be seen by outsiders that the bread he was eating was like a frightened kitten, first shaking, then hurriedly stuffing the half-eaten potatoes directly into his mouth, bulging. The cheeks resemble the pouches of a squirrel.

Her speed was obviously not faster than the pace of the person coming from outside the door, and when she was only halfway busy, the other party lifted the curtain and walked in.

"Sunafa?" Orcus asked in surprise, "There should be an experimental sign hanging outside my door, what are you doing?"

Sunafa glanced at the half of the bread in Zangdong XZ, and replied without a smile, "It's urgent, otherwise I won't bother you, Master Summoner."

Finding that Sunafa's eyes were still on the bread, Orkus reminded vigilantly: "Since it is an urgent matter, please speak directly."

Sunafa said: "Izarebi's 4,000-strong 'Empire halberd' has been formed, and the logistics are providing them with food for two days, and they will leave early tomorrow morning."

Orkus has no interest in this: "You just make a decision. Your Majesty sent me to the Seventh Army just to prevent the dragons from encircling you."

The news of Orcus in the Seventh Army will be exposed sooner or later, and the dragons on the eastern front are likely to change their posture. Therefore, it is best for him to remain hidden before the winter, and wait until the strategic task of the Seventh Army is completed, and then make a high profile. Return to the Eastern Front.

"But your daughter Karani and her husband Reduk are among the Imperial halberds."

Orcus was stunned, and after a while, he regained his senses.

Sunafa looked at the bread in the corner and said with a deep meaning: "Orcus, it's good to play with aliens as pets, it's better not to have too many feelings, you only need to spend more on such goods. For a few gold coins, Collet can buy better ones."

After saying that, Sunafa turned around and left.

The bread in the corner was trembling all over. When the eyes of this woman named Sunafa fell on her, she felt extremely uncomfortable, as if she was being stared at by a vicious monster.

Eye contact.

This heroic woman seems to be hiding a beast under her beautiful appearance. She is roaring and roaring at herself. Countless ghosts surround the beast. It seems that as long as the beast moves, it will rush towards her.

Orcus saw the bread trembling, he stepped forward and touched the bread's head.

"Don't worry, the seven sticks also have to give face to each other. She will come to tell me this information specially, just to see the face of the seven sticks."

Orcus squeezed the sign on her chest and shook it.

"As long as you wear this brand, Sunafa will not attack you, because you are my servant of Orkus and the 'pet' of the only sixth-order summoner in the empire."

"she…"

"I know, you looked at her, right?" Orkus said, "Sunafa is good at illusion, her eyes are very aggressive, don't look at her eyes next time."

"Bread, I'm going out for a meeting, you stay here, no matter who comes to me, tell me that I'm not here, and let him wait outside obediently."

After telling Bread not to leave the tent, Orcus opened the curtain and walked out.

Sure enough, not far away, Su Nafa folded his arms, leaned under the flagpole, and looked at himself with a half-smile.

"Now that you know it's my pet, just take your eyes off."

"Tsk, the Great Summoner can't be joking, but I brought you news of my daughter, are you treating me like this?"

"One yard owned by a yard."

Orcus threw down the warning and went straight to the gathering place of the imperial halberds.

When the knights on the horses saw Orcus, they dismounted and saluted.

Orcus crossed the torrent of the empire with a gloomy face, and found Izarebi who was arranging affairs for the various cavalry captains.

Izarebi was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood why Orcus came.

"Kalani stays, and the rest are temporarily disbanded."

Izarebi didn't get in the way and coughed: "I'll go see how the quartermaster logistics people are doing."

In the huge tent, only Orkus was left, and Karani, who was blond and had a face similar to Orkus.

Karani saluted Orkus, the Seven Staff, in the standard manners of the Celerian Empire.

"Is there anything you need to ask, Lord Orcus?"

It is still the tone of dialogue between superiors and subordinates.

Orkus sorted his thoughts and said for a long time, "There are only the two of us here. Let's avoid the tone of the superiors and subordinates. Maybe we can talk in a different way."

"You mean father and daughter?"

Orkus was a little overwhelmed by Karani taking the initiative to say it.

"Shouldn't we talk like father and daughter?"

"Mother didn't forgive you, so I don't think it should be..."

The lines on Orcus' face became cold and hard, he sighed and ordered strongly: "Leave the imperial halberd."

"Are you going to stop me from fighting for the glory of the empire? This is my battle. I want to make contributions on the battlefield..."

"You don't even know what kind of enemy you are facing, don't be silly Karani!"

Orkus roared angrily, and then said: "Izarebi intends to go all the way south to find out the details of many races such as Blue Water, Moon Shadow Werewolf, etc. In other words, the Empire is a black eye to them."

"Especially Blue Water, since they expelled the merchants of the empire, the empire's understanding of them basically comes from the descriptions of merchants of other races."

"This is a very strange race. Their gods are believed to have existed, and they have imparted a lot of strange knowledge to them, making them evolve extremely fast!"

Orkus wanted to say more, but was interrupted rudely by Karani.

"It's just an alien race. How can the fragile alien gods be compared with Mendila, the empire that rises under the brilliance of Mendila has absolute suppression power over them!"

"Lord Orcus, please respect my will, we will overcome all obstacles for the empire, open up territory, and build meritorious deeds."

Orcus let out a long sigh, and tremblingly took out an unknown animal hide from his arms.

"Bring it on, it will give you some protection."

Seeing that Karani was not going to accept it, Orkus shouted: "Put it away for me!"

Terrified, Karani took the leather.

Orkus wanted to say a few more words, but when he saw the impatience in Karanie's eyes, he gave up.

Without saying hello to Izarebi, Orcus walked heavily on his way back to the camp.

These days, he is always restless. When checking the southernmost races of the empire, he always feels uneasy whenever he sees Blue Water and Moon Shadow Werewolves with unknown information.

It’s hard to say whether the intuition is accurate or not, but Orcus always feels that the life born on the land of Mostana should not be underestimated.

The empire from top to bottom has been immersed in the glory of the four clans a hundred years ago for too long, and this time the full-scale war has gained too many advantages, making everyone despise their opponents.

This arrogance frightened Orcus.

But he couldn't stop it.

As the sun rose, Izarebi set off with the newly formed imperial halberd.

Three thousand five light cavalry, five hundred heavy cavalry, turned into a sharp knife, straight into the south of Mostana.

The five sixth-order empires watched this group of elites leave. Except for Orcus, they all felt that they could win and return with absolute certainty.

General Luo Da and Kennessa were already discussing the matter of waiting for Izarebi to return, and then changing to another group of cavalry to attack. Even the division of military merit and prisoners were discussed.

Orcus, who was very worried, used the authority of his seven rods to mobilize dozens of scouts with rough access to magic, and ordered them to follow the imperial halberd all the way to collect news along the way.

The so-called planning for a rainy day means that when everyone takes victory for granted, some people have to think about it. What if they lose?

Like a wild horse, the imperial halberd swept through all the tribes in its path like a lawnmower.

Izarebi's approach perfectly fits the team's original purpose.

Merit comes first.

There are no civilians in the eyes of the imperial halberd, and they do not take the practice of the Seventh Army to drive away refugees near the Iris Demon Fox. All the aliens they see are part of their merits.

In two days, seven small clans disappeared, and the clerk accompanying the imperial halberd faithfully recorded the feats of the sergeants.

The scouts sent by Orcus also saw the ruins of the tribal blood. Drifting Pestle" information.

It was the first time that these scouts, who had little confrontation because of the smooth battle, saw such a scene.

Izarebi knew the existence of these scouts, and happily gave them some "ears".

It only took two and a half days for the imperial halberd to enter the complex south of Mostana from the central region.

Looking at the map, Izarebi found that he was about to reach the territory of the Moon Shadow Werewolf and the Blue Water Mushroom Man.

It was a question of whether to march towards Blue Water City in the west or Moon Shadow City in the east.

The deeds of the werewolf tribe in the north causing the empire to suffer huge losses made Izarebi hesitate again and again, and decided to respect the opponent. He inspected the imperial halberd, which suffered almost no losses, and announced that he would not touch the hard bone of the moon shadow werewolf. It is to first go to find out the details of the blue water mushroom people.

In order to ensure his status, Izarebi decided to stop entanglement with the small tribes along the way and went straight to Blue Water City.

This order made the cavalry of the imperial halberd a little disappointed. They have accumulated a lot of military exploits these days, and some of them have reached the edge of being promoted.

The swift imperial halberd continued to drive straight into ~www.novelmt.com~ They galloped along the trade routes that used to be crowded with merchants, and after entering the territory of Blue Water, Izarebi gave an order.

"Destroy all crops and leave no food for the Bluewater Mushrooms!"

"As long as the mushroom man is found, the old rules."

The previously suppressed imperial halberds are gearing up one by one, intending to make up for the lost merit here.

However, on the first day of the raid, they were surprised to find that after entering the blue water territory, they did not see a single mushroom person, and they could not find a grain of food in all the houses.

Not only that, the land where crops should be grown has long been empty, and the fruit trees that bear fruit in early autumn are bare.

Izarebi touched his chin: "It seems that he was scared out of his mind, and he didn't even have the courage to fight."

"I want to see, where can you Lan Shui take your clan and food to go, and if you have the ability, return to the Great Wetlands and become barbarians again!"