"That, dear sir, for the sake of my reading so many letters for you..." said the orc leader tremblingly. He could not think of anything else to convince Mo Tie.

Damn, do you look down on me as illiterate?

Mo Tie roared wildly in his heart.

"Okay, stop talking, I'll let you go." Mo Tie was deeply hit and was in no mood to play anymore.

"Please...ah? Let me go?" said the orc leader in disbelief.

"Yes, but you all have to kill them."

"No problem, I will do it." The orc leader said with his eyes lit up. As long as he can survive, he will die.

After half a day, Mo Tie had to take action. He burned a few big fireballs to death. The remaining half-orc minions who finally remembered to resist.

"I'm leaving, don't stay here. Stay away from it, I'll burn the hole." Mo Tie finished his work, packed up his things and prepared to leave.

"Okay, thank you sir for not killing me."

Mo Tie jumped out of the orc cave, brewed a few times, and sprayed flames down from the entrance of the cave for a long time, almost filling the underground space. The sound of biogas explosions came from inside from time to time.

It was already dusk, and Mo Tie found the way and returned to the hotel.

When he pushed open the door of the Four-Down Hotel, the listless Lawrence inside the counter immediately shone with his eyes.

"Brother Ain, you're finally back."

Hey, why is he so happy? Mo Tie felt a little strange.

"Lawrence, are you afraid something happened to me? No one paid for Zhanmo?"

Looking at Lawrence's awkward expression, Mo Tie couldn't help feeling speechless. He just randomly guessed whether he should be so accurate.

By the way, your reason for worry is too unconventional.

"Don't worry, Lawrence, I just stayed in the wild for one night. By the way, prepare some food for me, I'm hungry."

Lawrence hurriedly went to prepare.

Mo Tie said while going up the stairs: "Please send it to my room, and the third volume of your book."

At night, Mo Tie lay on the big bed of a sheepskin mattress, a white candle burning quietly at the head of the bed, and the neat and clean room was silent.

Mo Tie put down the "Wolf Heart Queen·Volume 3" in his hand, and he had already finished reading it.

Lawrence said this is Isolda's favorite series of books. Perhaps his wife was learning when reading this book.

The next morning, Mo Tie drank vegetable soup, gnawed baguette, and kept looking through it with a small wooden shield in his hand.

When Isolda brought breakfast to other guests, she glanced at the wooden shield and could no longer look away.

This must be Mikel's thing. This small toy, the size of a palm, has been kept in his bag. He said it was his father's relic, but why was it in the hands of an elf?

"Mr. Ian."

Isolda walked over slowly and called out softly.

To be honest, this is the first time a girl has called Mo Tie's foreign name in a gentle voice, and she almost didn't react for a while.

"Well... the boss lady? Is there anything wrong?"

Mo Tie put down the bread and wooden shield in his hand.

"Where did you get this wooden shield?"

Isolda asked with some trembling.

"Is there any problem when I picked it up in the orc cave?"

Mo Tie pretended not to understand.

"Mr. Ain, my husband's younger brother has a wooden shield similar to that in your hands. But he died in the hands of the orcs. I think maybe the wooden shield in your hands is his."

"Is that true? Mr. Lawrence told me this story. But I don't know that this wooden shield belongs to his younger brother."

Mo Tie pushed the wooden shield towards Isolda, "Then take this thing, you guys."

Isolda approached the table and couldn't help but stroke the pattern on the wooden shield with her hands. Yes, this is Mikel's thing. She had touched it several times, and it felt like this.

Isolda's eyes gradually became wet, as if something was about to flow out.

After Lawrence collected ingredients from the market, he was pulled to the room behind the counter with a serious look on his face.

Mo Tie sat inside and continued to eat breakfast, and there was something he was very familiar with on the table.

"What's wrong, Isolda? Why did you turn out the things I put in the box?" Lawrence was confused. He had locked everything he had gone in a wooden box, so why did it appear on the table?

"Lawrence, this is Mikel's thing."

Mikel Lawrence was stunned.

He hasn't mentioned this name for a long time. Even if he tells stories to guests, he only uses "brother" to replace it. Usually, no one between him and Isolda would take the initiative to mention that name.

Lawrence came to his senses, walked over slowly, picked up the wooden shield, and stroked the pattern on it. The familiar feeling came back.

"This is what Mr. Ion found from the orc's cave."

Isolda is a strong woman. After her initial sorrow, she was relieved. Now she was relieved that Mikel's relics finally returned home.

Mr. Ain Lawrence recalled Mo Tie's actions a few days ago, and remembered that he had taken on many tasks to explore the orc cave. Unexpectedly, he could go deep into the orc's nest to find this thing. He knew very well that Mikel was dragged into a deep underground cave by the orc at that time.

Mo Tie looked at the various reactions of Isolda and Lawrence with interest from the beginning. He did not take out Mikel's letter, but wanted to observe it carefully.

Isolda looked simple, she was both sad and happy and in a reasonable mood.

Lawrence was a little strange. Although he looked shocked and incredible, his heartbeat was extremely fast, his pores were wide open, and he should be very nervous.

"Mr. Lawrence, I heard the orcs say that they ate your brother one by one, and screamed endlessly. It was so miserable. But all this has passed, I hope you don't feel too sad."

Mo Tie said.

Eat live!

Lawrence's pupils shrank and his heart pounded half a beat. I remembered that day, if he had helped his brother untie the rope, both of them would have escaped, but he was too timid.

Yes, I'm too timid, all of this is my timid mistake.

A trace of struggle appeared on Lawrence's face, and he said with difficulty: "It's all my fault, it's my cowardice that killed him."

His eyes were not focused on one place, but looked ahead blankly.
Chapter completed!