Quick Travel: Card Destroyer

Chapter 69 Commission Two (Thirteen)

The caracal hugged Black Maine's waist, and one hand accurately grasped the mobile phone that had just been put into his pocket.

"It's still hot." The caracal lay in Black Maine's ear and chuckled.

Black Maine remained calm and his breathing remained steady, but the caracal knew that this calm junior rarely became panicked.

She still let go without pursuing anything further.

"Don't move." Feeling the black Maine Coon in his arms move twice, the caracal interrupted, "I want to tell you a little story..."

A story that did not happen to her, but was something she witnessed with her own eyes.

Five years ago, the caracal represented the Wendell Orc Academy in the gymnastics event at the Koya Island Orc Games.By then she had won many trophies and medals, and was somewhat famous among both humans and orcs.

The competition in gymnastics is fierce, and she does not win the championship every time. Precisely because the competition itself is fierce, the audience will pay more attention to the strength of the athletes and carefully analyze their every move.

In other words, compared to other events, the audience’s judgment of gymnasts is more diverse.Even if an athlete makes a mistake in the middle, there will be no sudden applause; if the promising athlete fails to win the championship in the end, he will only sigh that the game is really good.

With solid basic skills and rich experience in the competition, Caracal Cat was relatively recognized by the audience, and was one of the favorites to win the championship at the time.

She had been preparing for that battle for a long time.

There is a large tournament relatively close to the Orc Games on Koya Island.

The caracal had hoped to win three consecutive gold medals, but unexpectedly, a particularly talented child suddenly appeared. Although he was just as young as the current Black Maine Coon, he finally snatched the gold medal from the caracal with a subtle advantage.

Caracal is not surprised by this. The judges' scoring of the contestants inevitably contains some subjective factors. This small gap shows that their strength is still at the same level. The outcome of the next competition is still unknown.

Moreover, the project itself...there is no real victorious general.

After two months of careful adjustments, the caracal finally made it onto the stage of the Second Orc Games.

In this largest sports competition on the island, the caracal felt nervous and excited that it had not seen for a long time.

She knew this state was not a bad thing.

On the contrary, it can also help her improve her concentration. There may be hope of winning gold this time.

She was locked in an inextricable fight with the young player who had just emerged from the sky. You surpassed me in this round, and I will catch up with you in the next round. The caracal became more and more appreciative of the difficult opponent in front of him.

But somehow, in addition to a proper sense of pressure, she also had a weird foreboding feeling in her heart, which kept clamoring to stop her from performing any more, telling her that once she won the gold medal, something she didn't want to see might happen.

It's a pity that the caracal still cares about the ranking and completely ignored the intuitive warning. In the last round, it really performed exceptionally. Both the completion and difficulty of the movements made the judges feel unprecedentedly amazing.

The caracal successfully won the gold medal.

Her face was filled with the joy of victory, and she looked towards the audience cheering her with tears in her eyes.

The animal trainer was also ecstatic, but he still suppressed his excitement and treated the contestant who wasted a lot of money carefully, gently wiping her sweat.

She didn't hate the trainer in her heart. Every time she was exhausted physically and mentally after a competition, the trainer would come over to ask for help.

At this time, the caracal suddenly found that the trainer froze.

She observed the animal trainer's face curiously, not knowing what she would see next.

Following the horrified gaze of the trainer, she found the closest opponent to her in the crowd - the very talented young man.

As long as you give that child some time, it will not be difficult to win the gold medal. She just lost because she was too young and had too little experience. She just needs to participate in two more competitions and hone herself.

It was also the animal trainer who came to take care of the players, but what happened next was something she would never forget. ——The animal trainer opposite slapped the young orc on the face, and the force seemed to be very heavy.

The athlete was beaten so hard that he almost lost his balance.

At this time, the caracal's trainer reacted, quickly blocked the caracal's sight, and warned: "Don't look."

The towel used to wipe sweat fell on the head, and the body temperature of the animal trainer left the caracal's side.

The caracal followed the trainer's instructions and never raised its head once.She wanted to move her steps and leave here quickly, but she found that there seemed to be roots under her feet and she couldn't move.

Although her line of sight was blocked, the sharp animal ears on top of her head were able to accurately find the part of the opponent she had in mind among the numerous noises in the stadium.

She heard the child crying.

Cries of fear.

The caracal suddenly remembered that the animal trainer opposite had slapped the child on the face. The young orcs were in pain. They all knew what "orcs" meant.

What happened after that?

The caracal's trainer couldn't stand the mistreatment of the athletes by his peers, so he took the initiative to argue with the opponent. The opponent was getting angry, and he was lectured by his opponent. The tugging and tugging finally developed into a fight...

In short, the caracal never saw the trainer who trained him again, nor did he see the young athlete or the opponent's trainer again.

"At that moment I understood... what the fate of the orcs is." The caracal whispered against Black Maine.The latter finally understood why the former did not report it immediately after catching the clue, because they were essentially in the same group!
Caracal comes from an ordinary orc family, and the concept he has accepted since childhood is that "human beings and orcs live in peace, orcs pursue physical limits, and humans explore scientific mysteries."It was the unforgettable post-game episode that made her realize the nature of the relationship between orcs and humans, but as a little athlete, what could she do with such little information?We have no choice but to do our job and follow the trend of the times.

The appearance of Black Maine Coon and the small flaws revealed accidentally or intentionally ignited a new fire in the caracal's heart.

Black Maine couldn't see the expression on the caracal behind her, but he also knew that the other party had made up her mind, so he asked her: "What do you think you can do now?"

The caracal obviously thought about it for a long time and gave the answer without hesitation: "I want you to start business with me, and you will be my successor. This way we will spend more time together, making it easier for us to cover each other."

"I'll help you—any way I can," she promised Black Maine.

She saw through that Wendel was just a gentle Utopia, and she had long thought of quitting.

"Okay." The caracal's arms relaxed, and Black Maine was finally able to turn around and face the former, "I will introduce you to the resistance first."

As she said this, she kissed the caracal on the cheek as usual to show her trust.

Hummingbird just called and said that there are still witchcraft anchors left in the restricted area - although there is only one, it is better than nothing.

Relying on this anchor point, they can cast a long-distance message spell to send a "crisis is coming" signal to the restricted area.

Since the power of priests is highly dependent on the number of people who trust them, at the moment when the priest line is in decline, casting a spell requires the cooperation of Black Maine and Hummingbird, and they will be weak for a while after it is completed, so this spell is not used if it can be used, and only in this critical situation Will only consider it at the critical moment.

I believe that Dorothy's absence for a month made the restricted area aware of something, but given their ability, they either did not dare to come out, or they were "not strong enough" to come out.

The time Dorothy ran out had already alerted the snake. After that, humans greatly strengthened the blockade of the wilderness. Now even if they escort Dorothy together, they can't escape the pursuit of humans... and their new equipment.

The hummingbirds have a safe enough hiding place, and the Black Maine Coon has the support of the caracal, which greatly reduces the difficulty of the next operation.

　Daily stuck points...let's consider it a transitional chapter.

　　When the animal trainer slaps you and it hurts, you will know what an "orc" is.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)