I'm a Mage—What's Wrong with Loving Farming?
Chapter 293

Get to work, my lord!

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The two men and the duck had barely entered the bustling Frontline Base when a very likable-looking Half-Orc came forward to greet them.

She was a female Half-Orc, apparently a cross between a fox-person and a Human-

She had a pair of slightly pointed ears on her head and a large, fluffy tail behind her. Soft and bushy, it paired with her slightly narrowed fox eyes to make her look especially cute.

"..."

But the moment Kroya saw her, he felt something was odd.

Hmm? How come I didn't know I had Half-Orcs here? A fox Half-Orc? When did she turn up?

Half-Orcs were actually... quite valuable. Plenty of mages and nobles liked that sort of thing. Supposedly, even the Church occasionally bestowed a few Half-Orc maids or manservants on nobles of the Holy Kingdom to warm their beds.

Their mixed Human and Orc ancestry generally gave them beautiful or handsome faces, along with exceptional stamina and physical strength. They could do things Humans simply could not.

Precisely because of those special abilities, Half-Orcs generally did not dare show themselves in public, especially those from races that were already quite attractive.

Like the fox lady before him.

Besides, for some reason, her enthusiastic greeting gave him an inexplicable feeling that he was about to be fleeced.

So he remained silent.

The young warrior beside him, however, slapped his forehead. "You must be Miss Tio?"

"You know me?"

The young warrior had clearly received a decent education and might even have attended school. There was none of the usual roughness in his speech; instead, he was courteous and polite.

"Of course. You're the gold-standard recruiter for the Western Frontier's pioneering teams. I heard you even received praise from His Grace the Duke?"

Kroya, who had been listening without concern, caught the

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