Chapter 625 - 624, Going to Your Place_1
Counting her fingers, she continued: "Go prepare some fruits from our forest, five portions, bring them to my tent first."
The orc looked at the soft-featured orc next to him, and upon receiving their signal, left to prepare.
The soft-featured Orc walked up and sat behind Namila, massaging her shoulders: "What’s going on? Why are we preparing so many fruits all of a sudden? Those were all gathered for you to eat."
Namila gave him a sidelong glance and smiled: "These are for the tribal chiefs and Elder Mu Qing who arrived today."
"Elder Mu Qing? The elder of the Divine Wood Tree tribe?"
Namila nodded: "Yes, and according to Chief Meng Zhuo, the tribe named Watson that’s in charge of this trade deal has a very powerful shaman. Maybe I can learn some good treatment methods from him."
"But the shamans of our tribe don’t share their treatment methods with members of other tribes," the orc said softly.
Namila laughed: "How will we know if we don’t try?"
While the two were talking, the orc that went out to prepare the fruits had already come back with five large leaves filled with fruits, brought in by five orcs. The fruits were still covered with dewdrops, looking very appealing.
Namila nodded in satisfaction, tipped onto her toes, and patted the orc’s cheek: "Well done, return to your tent and rest when we’re done."
The orc excitedly nodded but didn’t notice the fleeting shadow in the soft-featured orc’s eyes.
"Namila, let me accompany you," the soft-featured orc whispered into her ear.
Namila looked at him and grabbed his big hand with a smile: "Let’s go."
Then, leading the orcs holding the leaves full of fruits, she walked out.
First, she gave the fruits to Chief Meng Zhuo, the Bear Chief, and Chief Shi Jie. Then, with great anticipation, she finally arrived at the Watson tribe.
The guard orcs had rotated shifts. Seeing Namila and her orcs walking straight towards them, they brandished their knives and blocked their path: "What do you want?"
Their tone was quite serious.
Namila was taken aback for a moment, she had forgotten how strict the Watson tribe’s guards were. Without Chief Meng Zhuo, she didn’t know how she could enter now.
Seeing the little orc dare to treat his mate this way, the soft-featured orc stepped forward immediately, releasing his menacing aura as a superior orc: "You really have some nerve, treating the daughter of the Chief of our Nacha Tribe like this."
What surprised him was that in the face of his imposing aura, the guard orc only stumbled back two steps before stabilizing himself, and then let out a strange roar.
All the guards nearby drew their strange weapons and pointed them at them. The tension plummeted to freezing point in an instant.
In a short while, the sound of wings flapping approached. Namila and her orcs looked up to see a winged orc with mysterious golden patterns on its wings landing from the sky: "What are you doing here in our Watson tribe, stirring up trouble?"
The gentle orc stepped forward and placed Namila behind him: "We’re here to deliver fruit. Your tribesmen are too aggressive towards females."
Ying Yan smirked: "Our tribesmen are only gentle with the females and mates of our own tribe. As for females from other tribes, well, sorry, we don’t have the patience for that!"