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Nunna, the orc who brought the tears of orcs, had black hair.

Unlike other orc nunas who were always smiling fiercely and confidently, this orc nunna was the only one looking at me with a blunt expression.

Oh, no.

The black-haired orc Nunna was the same.

As soon as she saw me arriving, dragged by the orc nunna, she smiled viciously at me like the other orc nunna.

Its eyes were already shining pink at the thought of tasting its prey.

“I told you so. Hero. See you again.”

Nunna, a black-haired orc, stood up and said.

I didn’t realize it when I was sitting down, but when I stood up and compared, I knew for sure.

Even compared to other orcs, this Nunna is a head taller.

… Oh, no way!

Was this black-haired orc nunna originally the leader of this generation of orc nunna?

Hmm, it’s definitely a possibility.

There will always be a leader who leads a generation of a race, and Baine is not this generation’s Orc, but rather a being from a distant mythology who has awakened from his slumber.

Of course, there must be a leader of the orcs who led this generation before Baine became the leader, and looking at the orc Nunnna that we have seen so far, the only orc that could have been the leader is this black-haired orc.

First of all, compared to other orc nunas, they seem to be a little more intelligent, and their physique is also a little bigger.

Nuna, a black-haired orc, came towards me and took out something hanging from her waist.

It was the orc’s tears that I should have received in the first place.

As if to annoy me, she waved a bottle filled with orc tears.

“Having come this far, it seems like I luckily remembered.”

“… Did they only hand you one bottle on purpose? For this situation?”

My body, which was being controlled by the role-playing game, was shocked, as if I could not believe it.

At this moment, I felt something similar to role-playing.

I wrote it to show my brain, but… Isn’t this an ignorant plan with huge holes?

Like most good fantasy worlds, the orc race in this game world is quite stupid.

So, wasn’t the (former) leader’s plan all he had planned to ‘steal the alcohol that his leader was giving to my husband, and then eat it when he came looking for it?’

First of all, I think that by their standards, daring to disobey the orders of Baine, a hero in mythology and the de facto lord of the Orcs, and steal alcohol is a deadly sin.

But seeing as the neck is intact like this, it must be one of two things.

Either Baine doesn’t know yet, or Baine is acquiescing.

Personally, I think it would be the second.

No matter how good this black-haired orc Nunna is, the orc race is basically a race that follows the ideology of worship of force, placing the strongest as the leader and unconditionally following it.

There is no way he would abandon Baine, a mythical hero, and follow him again just because he is a little smarter.

Also, after seeing what that gatekeeper orc Nunna did to me last time when he got horny, didn’t Baine tell me that if I want to do anything in the future, I should first get his permission.

Could it be that those two who are the most loyal to Baine among the orcs didn’t tell these horny orcs?

Thoughts like these are coming out of my head like they are tied together.

Well, actually, this is an issue that can be easily resolved if I, or rather, the body of the Paleed person, asks that black-haired orc, Nuna.

‘Did Baine give permission?’ do.

“… If Baine finds out what you’re doing, he won’t leave you alone, right?”

Due to the curse-like restrictions left behind by Yeonbi, I now have to call Baine “Vine-nim.”

Just because I gave it an honorific title makes me feel very distant. Vine will be disappointed to hear this.

“Don’t worry, warrior, I already had the captain’s permission from the last time I stole it.”

… … This black-haired girl is more prepared than I thought.

But still, there was the biggest loophole in the plan of this black-haired (former) leader, Nunna.

This means that this plan will only come to fruition if the target, Feild, remembers the existence of another bottle of Orc Tears.

It’s a shame because I thought of it when I saw Sosha’s display case. What would have happened if I hadn’t come to think of it in the end?

This orc nunna had to throw a bottle of precious orc tears, which he couldn’t even drink, as bait, and wait for a hundred and ten thousand years for me to be caught.

“… How were you sure I would come? If I hadn’t come down this path, I would have abandoned the orc’s tears and ended up not being able to make fun of that dirty crotch for the rest of my life?”

This guy.

Today, it really clears up something I’m curious about.

But it’s already too late.

When you treat someone nice, you should have done it skillfully.

There is no point in pretending to reflect now.

Above all, even if I forgive you, I will not let go of the orcs with their wet pussies sticking out their tongues as if they are about to attack me at any moment.

Take it sweetly, you bastard.

“I was sure he would come. Because the captain’s wife is a magic warrior addicted to defeat.”

What?

How did you know that?

no no! Not this.

This is it.

Well, isn’t it common for sexy situations to occur in night games?

Well, when the main character had no intention of doing that at all, but the player manipulated the main character into an abyss and caused an H-scene event.

NPCs around you are making fun of you and saying disparaging things, right?

It’s probably one of those lines. It’s not something that’s said through me.

The thief said, “Please, I’m numb.” My heart was pounding for no reason. Aha, ahaha.

While I was sighing, Role Playing immediately denied it loudly, as if it wasn’t him at all.

“Wrong! When I came to my senses, I was in this place… !”

“Puhahahaha! Did you hear?”

“It wasn’t his intention!”

“We hid and watched him run away in place at the crossroads!”

The Orc Nunna burst into laughter at the ridiculous sound.

What you don’t know is that you jump in place with your own feet and jump in place. I don’t remember. Does this make sense?

But as a role-playing game, it would be truly unfair. When I came to my senses, I realized that I was in a disarmed state in the middle of enemy territory.

It was so unfair that he even complained about his unfairness with tears in his eyes.

“ugh… Ugh… Really… !”

“Okay, okay, I understand. Let’s get on the bed first. Because we don’t have much time.”

I calmed down the orc Nunna, Feild, who was next to me with his hand on my shoulder, and dragged him up onto the bed.

The orc nuna grabbed one of my hands and handcuffed me to a thin pole hanging in the center of the bed.

Clap-

As soon as I heard the sound of handcuffs being put on, the orc Nunna pressed down on my shoulders.

The problem occurred after that.

This guy’s body seemed to have found a breakthrough in this situation, and when the Orc Nunna sent force to my shoulder, my body quickly bent diagonally, letting go of the Orc Nunna’s power.

The palm that was pressing down grazed my skin.

The Orc Nunna, who lost her balance, bowed her head with a foolish exclamation.

Wow!

My body twisted its waist and kicked the orc Nuna’s head.

He had an innate combat sense that always impressed me, but it seems he still hasn’t learned much about role-playing.

“As expected, the captain’s wife fights really well!”

“If I had been too strong, I would have died.”

With the instep of my foot touching his face, the orc Nuna was staring at me as if I genuinely didn’t know what he was doing.

“What are you doing?”

“Ah… .”

Yeah man, it’s not in the game.

This means that my current body is an ordinary, weak, soft body that cannot use even a single mana.

My body, realizing it too late, sighs.

The irrationality of the magic technique. And I sensed the future that was coming right away.

After receiving a fierce kick from Feild to the face, Orc Nuna grabbed my foot and hit me on the bed like swinging a hammer.

“Ahh!”

My body screamed.

Being thrown on the bed didn’t hurt, but my arms, which were connected to the bar with handcuffs, were shaking as if something had gone wrong.

Nunna, a black-haired orc who was looking at me cringing because I couldn’t breathe, said,

“Ah… Well, my arm is missing. I should have stayed calm when things were going well.”

The black-haired orc Nuna looked at my arm and clicked her tongue. Then he rummaged around his waist.

She opened the small bottle next to Orc’s Tears and poured the potion into my mouth as she returned my arm to its original position as if she were used to it.

Then, the other hand, which was not handcuffed, was also handcuffed and connected to the iron bar.

Usually, when you see something like this, they put a handcuff on each hand and have a chain wrapped around a baton, but this was done with one handcuff on each hand.

In addition, the chain of the handcuffs is a little long, so it is wide enough for one person to fit between me and the pole.

What on earth are you trying to do?

In the end, isn’t being able to struggle still the same?

But contrary to what I thought, my body became quite calm after suffering a shoulder dislocation. It would be more correct to say that he quickly grasped the situation.

I decided that resisting with my weakened body would be meaningless and would only cause my shoulder to fall off once more.

No matter how unyielding and unyielding you are, meaningless resistance will only drain your strength.

Here, you have to pretend to obey quietly and conserve your strength.

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You might be thinking,

Hahaha!

Do you know role-playing?

In countless dirty games, the guys who are about to be taken over have the same common thoughts.

The warrior who never gave up began to gradually compromise.

A crack appeared in the once impregnable heart, and corruption began.