We Are One in Mind

Honestly.

When she saw her subordinate, that idiot, wanting to chop down that human with an axe, along with that annoying old goblin.

Shivana felt a bit of anticipation.

The [Roaring] tribe has always been a mixed tribe of orcs, goblins, and giants.

They don't revere bloodline.

Instead, they revere "power."

This is the creed of many orc tribes.

Whether orc, goblin, or any other species, as long as you can demonstrate your value and prove your strength, the tribe has a reason to accept you.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have let her, a mixed-blood, fight her way to the position of chieftain.

But Babaya, the old prophetess among the goblin descendants, had far more prestige than her, the new chieftain.

This wasn't just because the old prophetess was the only spellcaster in the tribe, able to hear the "Deity's guidance."

And the tribe had always revered this faith.

It was also because she was a female who should have been taken to the "pig cage" by her tribesmen for breeding.

Now that she had become a leader, she was resented by some of the elders.

Of course, it was also inseparable from her agreeing to that deal.

In order to escape the black fog from the south, they had used the great teleportation array to lead the entire tribe to this forest. After deciding to head for that small town.

The tribe hadn't been able to plunder for two months.

All the tribesmen were holding back their anger, only thinking of unleashing their killing and hunger upon arrival at the small town.

This, in turn, gave the old prophetess an opportunity to spread her deceitful words.

She repeatedly proposed to lead the charge.

Leading a vanguard, she had plundered some humans in the forest and gained much admiration.

Now, many tribesmen were beginning to feel disappointed with her short reign and were secretly obeying Babaya's commands.

It was precisely this time, encountering a tough opponent, that caused her to capsize in the gutter.

If she could just die on the migration path, it would be best for Shivana.

But this thought could only remain a thought.

After all, Babaya was a prophetess who listened to "divine revelations."

If the tribesmen knew she had let things slide, the entire [Roaring] tribe would fall apart during the migration.

Thinking of this, Shivana even felt a bit resentful.

Why hadn't this human directly cut off the old goblin's neck?

"Let her go, and I'll leave you all intact."

Although she sensed something amiss.

This couldn't help Tang Qi escape.

Compared to the "schemes" of those in power, he needed to save his own life right now.

Clenching the curved saber that had pierced the sorcerer, he hadn't pulled it out simply because it could plug the wound, preventing her from dying of excessive blood loss.

Tang Qi said straightforwardly, "I won't kill her, let us leave."

This giant axe that had blocked the orc must have come from the person in front of him.

This meant the goblin in his hand was crucial to her.

He had to make good use of the card he held.

"Kill her if you want, I don't like listening to human nonsense!

If I really let you kill her, would you dare to do it?"

Shivana was not like her foolish orc subordinates.

She knew exactly what the human in front of her was planning.

"Fine. Then I'll listen to you."

Tang Qi gritted his teeth, decisively pulled out the curved saber, and stabbed her left abdomen again.

As he was about to pull it out and stab a third time, the old goblin, whose neck was being held, couldn't take it anymore and wailed, her voice tearing:

"Stop, stop! Foolish children, open your eyes and see what this newly appointed chieftain is doing—

Shivana, the tribesmen will remember how you treated me!"

Shivana knew these two stabs wouldn't kill the old goblin.

From the faint green glow attached to the wound on her abdomen, it was evident.

Her body was filled with an aura of undeath, which eased her injuries.

[False Life], that spell seemed to be called.

But she really couldn't let this human keep stabbing her:

"Fine, then it's one life for one life!"

She waved her hand, ordering her subordinate orcs to push out a group of humans.

Explosive Wolf and the merchant caravan's master and servants had long since disappeared.

These were several ordinary mercenaries who couldn't escape and were surrounded.

And a few adventurers who had intruded into the Twilight Forest and were captured.

They were bound together, whimpering in their throats, casting hopeful glances at Tang Qi, as if to tell him, "We are all human, we are family."

"You, or them, or at the very least, the people in that town. Choose one, one life for one life!"

The town?

Tang Qi exchanged a glance with Black Snake.

This orc tribe was heading for Star Plum Town?

And regardless of their purpose, this seemingly fair trade was not safe.

The tenets each orc adhered to were not the same.

This depended on the differences between tribes.

"Conquest," "Faith," "Power," "Hatred"...

But never "Keeping Promises."

Tang Qi wouldn't gamble:

"Her life for the three of us."

"Rua?"

Completely unexpected that he was involved too.

Kuru's eyes immediately welled up—

Actually, it was because the effect of the [Fear Spell] earlier had scared it into crying.

But now, it didn't mind telling Tang Qi:

These were tears of being moved.

"It's not worth it," Shivana shook her head.

She truly detested haggling.

These cunning humans were never straightforward.

Tang Qi insisted:

"Which is more valuable, an ant's life or an elephant's life?"

"Neither is valuable."

"Which is more valuable, your life or my life?"

"Mine."

"A one-for-three trade is too one-sided, Life has never been divided by high or low worth; The facts are right before your eyes, You should consider my opinion."

Tang Qi sang softly, while constantly observing the expressions of the half-orc before him—

He couldn't quite figure out if these guys, known for their impatience and brutality, could be influenced by the [Art of Making Friends] and calm down to be his friend for one minute.

The subsequent pursuit of his "friend" was irrelevant.

One minute was enough for them to escape into the forest.

Shivana frowned.

She preferred rousing war cries and couldn't listen to these light tunes.

She liked to fight if provoked and didn't want to listen to lectures.

But for some reason, for a fleeting moment, she inexplicably saw a shadow of her father in this human—

"Shivana, the reason we kill and plunder is never because of some primal beast nature, nor some curse from the Deities.

It's because we want to live, to live well.

Obsessing over power is to live better, indulging desires is to live happily.

But they, with their short-sightedness, won't understand that when disaster strikes, and we are no longer as prosperous as before."

"To survive, we can only learn to suppress, learn to restrain..."

"You annoying old man."

Shivana couldn't help but spit out.

Tang Qi froze.

As expected, in the eyes of these orcs, the concept of "friend" simply didn't exist?

Since that was the case, with limited time, he could only...

Tang Qi signaled to Black Snake and Kuru.

The latter looked at each other, as if understanding something.

Seeing this, Tang Qi stepped forward.

Black Snake gripped his scimitar.

Kuru strode forward.

Their minds became one!

The three said in unison—

"I'm here to join you!"

"Where do you think you're going?"

"Spare me!"

"..."

Tang Qi and the other two looked at each other.

Black Snake was about to curse, but Tang Qi interrupted him first.

"Your orc tribes should have a tradition of accepting the strong, right?

No matter how you crossed the Great Wall, now that you've ventured deep into the Lord Alliance's territory, you're bound to face many threats.

Being able to capture this goblin spellcaster has already proven our abilities.

As humans, I can also help you familiarize yourselves with the nearby geography."

Seeing the two people and one dog with determined gazes.

One held his blade to face the enemy.

One simply knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Shivana had probably never imagined that her single-threaded brain would ever crash.

As expected, no one could guess what these cunning humans were thinking—

Tang Qi didn't realize that his [Art of Making Friends] had succeeded.

To the point that the young chieftain actually started considering what use they could bring.

Most importantly, how to leverage Babaya's failure this time.