Chapter 402

"But, don't you think it's childish? I'm an adult after all, but... I actually like this kind of thing..."

"It's nothing." Orson shook his head, not caring at all. "Everyone has their own preferences, there's no need to rank them."

After watching the stars in the sky for another hour, Orson landed with Lena.

"Chief Alati agreed to let me take you away."

"Eh? Grandpa?" Lena was surprised when she heard it. "Why?"

"Maybe as a parent, he also hopes that his children can smile from the bottom of their hearts like he did just now."

"Is that so..." Lena nodded when she heard it. "Then, what about you, brother Edward? Do you agree to take me away?"

"Not that it's impossible. Anyway, it's more fun to have someone accompany you on the journey, and it won't be as tiring as before."

"Really?" Lena looked at Orson in surprise.

"But don't be too happy too soon. I only brought you with me for Arati's sake and because I don't want to be bored on the road. If you dare to cause trouble for me on the road, you'll have to wait."

"Yeah! Don't worry, I will never cause trouble for my big brother!" Lena said, nodded, and then looked in the direction of the tribe. "Then I'll go back first!"

"Yeah." Orson watched Lena walk away and walked towards another part of the tribe.

...

Early in the morning of the next day, everyone in the tribe stood at the door.

In addition to seeing off Orson, the benefactor of the tribe, today, there is also Lena, the happy fruit who has been accompanying everyone in the tribe, who will leave with Orson.

"Okay, just send it here, there is no need to send it again." Lena said, looking at everyone in the tribe, especially Arati, the leader.

"Well, then, Lena, you must pay attention to safety on the road. If you encounter danger, no matter what, you must protect yourself!" Arati said, and began to remind people of the precautions on the road.

"Well, I know, Grandpa." The little fox, who was always impatient with Arati's teachings, was well-behaved for once.

"Okay, it's almost time, we should set off." Orson said, tightening his hood and looking at the few orc youths with their hands and feet tied behind him.

Today he was going to take this group of people to a distant place for exile.

"Yeah!" Lena nodded, and then stood beside Orson.

"Then, everyone in the tribe, I'll leave first!" As she said this, she turned around and waved to everyone in the tribe. "When I become a famous adventurer, I will come back to see you!"

After saying this, Lena turned around and left with Orson.

Arati and the people in the tribe looked at the backs of several people who left, some with tears in their eyes, some sighing, and some regretful in their hearts.

But in the end, they all became blessings to Lena.

...

After walking a distance away from the tribe, Orson looked at Lena beside him.

"Lena, you look a little unhappy?"

"No." Lena shook her head. "It's just that I suddenly separated from everyone I've lived with for so long, and I still feel a little... lost."

"There's nothing I can do. We don't agree with each other. After all, you can't take them with you, and if you give in to them, you'll be the one who suffers."

"Yeah." Lena nodded in agreement after hearing Orson's words. "That's true, but I'm sure I'll still miss them."

"Of course, after all, we're a big family that's lived together for so long, how could I not miss them? After all, you're not like some heartless people who can sell out the entire tribe for their own interests, Lena."

Of course, Orson's words were meant to be meaningful. He looked at the several young orcs around him and lowered their heads in shame when he heard these words.

After betraying the tribe so much, Arati didn't kill them, but only exiled them.

Although being exiled in the desert would eventually lead to either becoming a slave of a tribe near the exile area or starving to death in the desert

But it's better than being executed directly.

"Yes." Lena heard the meaning of Orson's words and glanced at the exiled orcs.

"They completely ignored the friendship they had lived with for so many years and betrayed the tribe. If it weren't for you, brother Edward, we would definitely be worried about food now."

"Black sheep refers to such people."

The exiled youths lowered their heads and did not refute anything.

At this moment, there was only regret in their hearts.

...

Three days later, at night, Orson took the camping things out of the storage ring.

Lena was shocked when she saw these things suddenly appear in Orson's hand, but after listening to Orson's explanation, she gradually got used to it.

They had exiled the orcs on the spot yesterday.

In the desert, there is no map. Even if they go back along the way they came, they will lose their way because of the wind and sand.

It was impossible for them to return to their original tribe, and the supplies were not enough to support them for another two days. They could only look for some tribes nearby that were willing to take them in, or survive by hunting and gathering as nomads in the desert.

When only Orson and Lena were left in the team, the atmosphere became more lively.

After all, when Orson was with the group of tribal traitors, Lena was still a little uncomfortable.

Now that there were only two people left, they felt much more comfortable.

"Brother Edward, how far have we walked?" Lena sat by the fire and looked at Orson.

"Well... we have walked about one-third of the way." Orson said as he looked at the map illuminated by the fire.

It is winter now. The temperature difference between day and night in the desert is very large. At night, it is minus ten degrees Celsius. In this kind of weather, Orson can rely on his strong physical fitness to get through it, but Lena must rely on external assistance.

Winter clothes are a must first. Lena had already put on thick clothes when she came out of the tribe.

In addition, you need to collect firewood to make a fire at night. There are many dead trees in the desert, so you can use local materials. If it doesn't work, Orson can use magic to keep out the cold.

As for wind protection, you can barely keep out the cold with a tent.

In order not to be a burden to Orson, Lena shivered with cold at night, but she didn't complain.

After all, it was she who proposed to follow Orson.

"If the two of us walk the rest of the way, we can go faster." Orson said, glancing at Lena beside him.

Unexpectedly, Lena curled up next to the fire and fell asleep right after asking the question.

He looked at the little fox sleeping on the ground and sighed helplessly.

He had indeed seen Lena's performance these days. In order not to disgust him, the other party deliberately endured all kinds of discomfort on the journey.

Including speed, after leaving the group of traitors behind yesterday, Orson sped up his pace, and Lena could actually keep up with him.

"I told you it would be hard." Although he said so, Orson still took out a quilt to cover Lena.

There was magic when cleaning, which was a lot easier.

And the wind was not strong tonight, so it was no problem to sleep next to the fire.

Orson looked at Lena who had fallen asleep and continued to plan for tomorrow's journey.

The deeper into the desert, the denser the orc tribes are. Today, Orson and Lena even passed by a battlefield directly.

Seeing that his strategy was effective, Orson was very satisfied, but Lena didn't understand.

She could understand that the orcs and the half-orcs had conflicts because of their different races, but why would conflicts break out between the same races?

And it was not an isolated case, but a general conflict.

For this, Orson could only explain it by saying that there were not enough resources.

The deeper they went, the more conflicts Lena would see between the orcs. I don't know what Lena would think at that time?

Orson stared at the sleeping face of the girl. It seemed that Lena dreamed of something happy in her dream, and she smiled.

...

Five days later, Orson and Lena finally approached the temple of Limusa, the Lord of All Beasts.

According to the mark on the map, the two were only a few hours away from the temple. During the journey these days, the two encountered many interesting things. Whether it was Orson who entered the desert for the first time or Lena who had basically never left the tribe, many things were seen for the first time.

"The wind and sand here are getting stronger and stronger, Lena, can you hold on?"

"Yes." Lena nodded, although a little reluctantly, because the wind and sand in the depths of the desert are already a little difficult for the orcs to adapt to.

"If you can't hold on, remember to tell me." Orson looked at Lena and reminded her with some worry.

These days, Orson felt that Lena was a good child more and more. Although she was stubborn and persistent in some things, such as traveling with Orson, she always knew her position during the whole journey.

She didn't complain to Orson about the hardships and difficulties on the journey, but shared her joy with Orson when she encountered new things.

Every night when camping and resting, Lena would also talk to Orson about tomorrow's plan with anticipation, and then wait for the arrival of a new day.

Orson saw Lena in her, full of hope and vision for the future.

Just as Orson expected, with Lena joining, the journey was indeed not boring.

The two walked for a while, and the wind and sand became stronger and stronger. Lena could hardly open her eyes. She could only hold Orson's hand and follow him into the depths of the desert.

"Cough cough..." Some sand accidentally rushed into Lena's nose. After being sucked into her nasal cavity, she couldn't help coughing.

Orson stopped immediately, protected Lena in front of her, and helped Lena block the wind and sand.

"Are you okay?" As he said this, Orson took out a handkerchief and handed it to Lena.

Lena coughed again for a while, and after feeling a little better, she raised her head, looked at Orson, and nodded.

Because of the wind and sand in her eyes, her eyes were also a little tearful, and Orson looked at her with some heartache.

He took off his scarf, wrapped it around Lena, protected her mouth and nose, and then continued to move forward against the wind and sand.

This road full of wind and sand must be persisted.

Legend has it that in order to test the orcs' endurance and piety, Limusa set up a sand barrier outside the temple. Even powerful orcs would have to spend a lot of effort to cross this sand barrier, not to mention that Lena was just an ordinary half-orc girl.

If it weren't for Orson pulling her, she would have lost her way in the wind and sand, waiting for death to come.

I don't know how much time passed, but the wind and sand gradually subsided. Orson took Lena's hand, and the two passed through the trial's wind and sand barrier together. In the distance, they could see a towering and huge building complex. In the center of the building complex stood the , is surprisingly the temple of Limusa, the Lord of Beasts.

At this moment, what caught their eyes was not the palaces, but the scenery in front of them.

Different from the desert outside that is surrounded by wind and sand and the earth is dry and cracked, here the trees are lush and green, the water and grass are abundant, and it looks full of life, just like an oasis in the desert.

"Did you know about such a wonderful place before?" Orson said, subconsciously asking Lena on the side.

"I...I don't know." Lena was also stunned. She had only heard of the scene in front of her in the stories told by Arati.

Orson could probably guess the reason.

This oasis has the best soil in the desert, so it was chosen as the location of the temple of Limusa, the god of orc belief and the lord of all beasts, and a huge complex of buildings was built here.

This place is actually equivalent to a holy land for orcs.

Development in holy lands is generally prohibited, so although the soil and water conditions here are excellent, no orcs are seen growing food.

Faith can sometimes be said to be good or bad.

When there are no major events, very few people come to visit the Limusa Temple, and there are usually no guards in the temple. The two of them approached the temple without any hindrance.

At this moment, a scolding sound came from behind.

"Two orcs! This door is not the place for you to walk through!"

A shaman-like orc appeared behind the two.

Although the temple has no guards, there is a shaman resident here.

Although orcs and orcs believe in the same god, the orcs who claim to be the legitimate heirs of Limusa look down on the orcs at all. At most, they let them in to worship because they believe in the same god, but they want them to go through the main entrance. That's impossible.

If the orcs want to come in and visit, they can only enter through the side door.

"Sorry, great shaman, pious shaman." Orson said this, and got close to the other party in the orc language.

"This must be the temple of our great god, Limusa, the Lord of Beasts, right? As his devout believers, we want to come here to worship. Where should we go?"

Seeing Orson's understanding, the shaman nodded helpfully.

"Although I don't know how you got in, those who can get here must be sincere people. Usually you orcs come in through the side door. Now for the sake of your sincerity, I will let you go in through the main entrance. Come and pay homage!”

"Thank you." Orson quickly bowed to the shaman, and Lena followed suit.