Chapter 1620 Method

Harold was overjoyed by my words.

Feeling the increasingly friendly atmosphere, I suddenly sighed.

Harold was startled when he heard the sound, stopped smiling, and asked with concern: "Are you worried about anything?"

"Yeah" I nodded and said, "I say it's my worry, but actually it has more to do with you."

"Is it related to me?" Harold asked in confusion: "Tell me about it."

I said with a worried look on my face: "Although it has been determined that you will be the new president of the Brave Guild in the future, and you are courageous enough to do the job, I also believe that you can choose a vice-captain who is trustworthy and can complement you, but I want to It seems there is still a little bit left to ensure that the New Valiant Guild remains prosperous.”

Harold's expression froze and he asked in confusion: "What's missing?"

He stretched out his right hand and clasped his thumb and index finger into an oval. The tips of the two fingers were slightly separated by two millimeters, showing it to Harold. At the same time, he raised the corners of his mouth and said in a deep voice: "It's just a little bit different."

"Stop being so pretentious," Harold said impatiently, "Tell me quickly, what exactly did I miss?"

"identity."

I said these two words lightly, while Harold was lost in thought.

After a while, he nodded slightly and said: "You are right, the president with status is indeed different from the president without status, but where can I get this status?"

He looked at me with hope in his eyes.

I shook my head and said: "I can't give you this kind of thing casually, it would be suspected of overstepping. This kind of thing can only be awarded to you by the Beastman King himself, and there is no other way."

"This is difficult." Harold said with a bitter smile: "I am a human race, how can the orc king reward a foreigner with a title?"

"Why not?" I said, "It's not like there is no precedent for this. It just depends on what you do."

Harold was stunned and said, "Then what can I do to get the title?"

"It's simple." I smiled slightly and said, "As long as you help the Orc King solve his most troublesome problem at present, I will help you to add fuel to the fire. A high title may not be enough, but an ordinary title is still not a problem. With a title, Only then can we gain a firm foothold in Dashai City and further strengthen the New Heroic Guild.”

"What is the Orc King's biggest headache?" Harold asked doubtfully, "Can I really solve it?"

"If you don't even have the ability to solve the problem, why should I bring it up?" I shook my head and said, "I'm not the kind of man who does unnecessary things."

After thinking for a moment, Harold slapped the low table and shouted: "Okay, tell me, what do you want me to solve?"

I didn't tell him immediately, but said leisurely: "Do you think you agreed?"

He said seriously: "My life and my future are all supported by you, so I naturally believe in you."

"Okay," I said, "listen to me."

Then, I told him about the border disturbances mentioned in the previous meeting.

After hearing this, Harold frowned slightly, pondered for a long time, and then asked with a confused look on his face: "Do you want me to help the orcs clean up their former compatriots?"

Hearing what he said, I wanted to laugh very much.

Compatriots?

What is a compatriot?

When you are in trouble, those who never leave you are called compatriots. When you encounter difficulties, the ones who not only refuse to help you, but also push you off the cliff are not compatriots, but enemies.

With a sneer, I said calmly: "Do you really regard those people as compatriots? Or do you think that people of the same race as you are compatriots?"

Harold paused and said, "Ah, yes, people of the same race as me are of course my compatriots."

It turned out that Harold really thought so, no wonder he said those words, but...

"Then do you also think that people who are not of my race must have different minds?"

When he said this, I stared into his eyes and felt his emotional changes every moment. I wanted to know if he was really hopelessly pedantic.

Harold frowned and thought for a while, then said: "No, during the time I lived in Dashai City, I really felt the enthusiasm and sincerity of the orcs. In fact, compared to my compatriots, I feel that the orcs are more friendly. "

Subconsciously I breathed a sigh of relief, and I secretly rejoiced: Fortunately, he hasn't reached that level yet, otherwise I might have to choose another successor as president.

"Since you also think orcs are more kind, let me ask you, what are you going to do when compatriots who are not kind to you bully people who are kind to you?" I said slowly: "Can you bear to see Are those who are close to you, like family members, being wantonly tortured and killed?"

Harold's breathing gradually became heavier. He clenched his hands slightly and stared at the tea cup in front of him for dozens of seconds. Then he exhaled and said, "Okay, I'll do it."

"This is a good comrade." I smiled and patted his shoulder. I stood up and slowly put on my shoes.

Harold looked at me and asked puzzledly: "Why are you going?"

"Of course I have to finish what you promised first." After putting on my shoes, I stamped my feet, waved to him, and said, "After we finish this thing, we can find a place to continue reminiscing about old times, otherwise we will keep pretending in our hearts." The thing is, I always feel like chatting can’t be enough fun.”

All the way to the palace, he explained his purpose to the guards. After being released, he took Harold straight to the Orc King's office.

When I arrived at the door of the office, I asked Harold to wait outside the door and walked in first.

The Beastman King was dressed in formal attire, sitting at his desk, holding an exquisite tea cup, savoring the aroma of tea. Suddenly he saw me coming in, he was slightly startled, and then smiled and said, "Why are you here?"

"Walking around," I said casually.

"There is nothing worth walking here," the orc king said, "If you want to take a walk, you can go to the back garden."

"Your Majesty, are you free?" I asked suddenly.

"Huh?" The Beastman King stared at me for a while, then smiled and said, "Do you want me to take a walk with you?"

"That's what it means," I said hehey.

"I'm afraid not." The Beastman King shook his head and said, "I'm busy with official duties now."

My eyes were burning and I smiled lightly: "What if I say that this walk is related to solving the border riots?"

The Beastman King put down his tea cup and looked at me with interest for a while, then he said: "National affairs are not something to joke about."

"I'm not joking," I said seriously, "unless Your Majesty thinks I'm joking."

After pondering for a moment, the Beastman King stood up and said loudly: "Okay, I believe in you, but don't let me down."

After that, follow me out of the door.

When we got to the door, I winked at Harold and asked him to follow me.

The Orc King walked in front, I was half a meter behind him, and Harold followed about two meters behind us, walking quickly into the back garden.

The Beastman King drove away the waiters and guards, leaving only the two of us, and then said slowly: "Tell me, what is the solution to the border riots?"

I spread my hands and said, "I didn't say I had a way to solve the border riots."

The Beastman King looked slightly stunned, as if he was about to have a seizure.

I smiled slightly, pointed at Harold, and said, "But he does."