Chapter 666 - 665, Reconnaissance_1
It was rare to see her father so serious. Namila felt a bit nervous. Though she used to be capricious and licentious, she knew how to please Nakula very well, so he’d always spoiled her. Even when she forced orcs to become her mates through various manipulations, Nakula always turned a blind eye. Surprisingly, Nakula’s words today were different, and his face lacked the usual tenderness.
As she watched the orc figures gradually disappear, Namila could only grit her teeth and nod, "Don’t worry, father, I won’t do anything. Of course, the tribe is more important. I understand that."
Heartened by Namila’s words, Nakula’s face softened into a faint smile as he patted her head, "It’s good if you’re always this obedient. Try to interact less with the males, and have some cubs earlier."
Namila obediently nodded, "Don’t worry, father, I understand. I’ll definitely obey your words."
Only after the figures of Ji Nuan and the orcs disappeared did Nakula, with Namila and the others, turn around and leave. His mind began to plan the action for that night.
"Father, let my mate come on this mission too. After all, he’s a first-level evolved orc." Namila pulled Nakula’s beast skin, pointing to the gentle orc beside her.
Nakula halted and glanced at the gentle orc, after a moment, he nodded, "Alright, getting some experience would be good. This mission is crucial. We leave after lunch; come to my tent earlier."
The gentle orc nodded, expressing a touch of excitement as he kissed Namila’s face after Nakula turned around. "Thank you, Namila."
Namila returned a beaming glance at him, "Let’s return to the tent later."
The orc’s eyes darkened, and a meaningful smile curved on his lips, "Alright."
Meanwhile, not long after Ji Nuan’s group set off, the Gru Tribe also began their journey under Bowman’s lead.
A group of orcs ran through the forest, advancing quickly while keeping a vigilant watch on the surrounding environment.
"Bowman, something’s not right. The sounds of birds are too distant." A petite orc came up to Bowman’s side.
Bowman also felt an odd vibe and gave the petite orc a signal.
The petite orc grinned. Before anyone had noticed, he’d slipped out of the ranks and transformed into a jet-black Cat Beast, jumping onto a large tree and hiding his presence.
After a while, there was some rustling underneath the tree. A tall orc appeared, immediately following the direction of Bowman’s group without hesitation.
The petite orc licked his paw, his golden eyes narrowed. The next instant, he darted towards another direction. If anyone could observe the path of Bowman’s group, they’d find that the Cat Beast had moved in a way that would eventually intersect with Bowman’s group and ahead of this tracking orc.
Bowman was somewhat anxious, cursing silently for letting the Cat Beast scout alone. The Cat Beast was poor at combat; if it was discovered, it would face certain death.
"Meow~" A faint meow sounded. Bowman slightly turned his body, and a black shadow jumped into his arms. The cooperation between the two beasts was almost perfect.