In order for people to recognize the existence of the Netes tribe, it is not enough to rely on the code of law. The orcs need to enter people's sight down-to-earth.
Then, a ridiculous celebration became the best reconciliation. After all, even the slimes and elemental creatures that appeared in the ruins came, and they only asked for a pair of hands. Why can't the orcs do it?
"Okay, let's start your competition," Lovely looked at the orcs and said with a smile, "You can choose the track of your choice, right?"
These orcs were all personally selected by Athetana. At this moment, they saluted the five princesses one after another, and then entered the first round of the track under the astonished eyes of the scorer knights.
"Excuse me, can I give you a massage?"
"Okay...ok."
Under the soft inquiry of the petite squirrel girl, the knight swallowed his throat. Although the positions were once contradictory, Her Royal Highness has now recognized the status of their kingdom's official demi-humans. In such a competition that does not matter origin or race, there is indeed no exclusion. Reasons to be outside.
and…
Although they don't want to admit it, the orc girls are indeed very attractive. Compared with those high-priced slaves who are locked in cages and have lost hope in life, the sight of them full of vitality and hope is simply an unprecedented sight.
The body cannot deceive itself. When the fluffy tail swept by, but it was too embarrassed to ask, someone finally couldn't bear it and gave it an 8-point rating.
Suddenly, the hole opened like a flood.
8 points, 10 points, 9 points, 8 points, 10 points...
Luo Wei watched his defense line collapse from above and was killed by the orcs. He went crazy and covered his forehead for a moment.
Athetana is probably not only responsible for the selection, but also responsible for the pre-match training.
"By the way," Lovely behind him suddenly smiled, "I also have a player I am optimistic about in advance. Can we ask our chief commentator to give a good evaluation?"
The amusement in her words could hardly be concealed. Luo Wei looked to one side helplessly, and saw a figure walking out from the street branch and taking off his hood.
Luo Wei: "..."
Ahu Lily: "..."
There was a ferocious look in her eyes, and she obviously held a grudge against what happened last time, but she finally took a deep breath and walked over and put her hand on his shoulder.
"Let me state in advance that you are not allowed to bite," Luo Wei emphasized in a low voice, "otherwise I will definitely give you a zero score."
"Roar……"
With a low growl of dissatisfaction in her throat, Ahu Lily activated her magic power and scratched Luo Wei's back through his clothes with her sharp nails, making him tremble all over.
"!?"
What kind of technique is this? Does it use magic power to directly stimulate the nerves?
She began to move slowly, stimulating the nerves in his back little by little. No matter how tight they were, they had to relax under the guidance of such magic.
This guy might not have been personally tutored by Athena for a long time...
The next behavior verified this. Ahu Lily muttered and reluctantly threw her big tail at Luo Wei.
Oh, this is really...
Although he had picked up two handfuls, the feeling of taking the initiative to hand them was completely different. Luo Wei was naturally not polite about this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and he picked it up so fast.
"snort……"
After relaxing his arms, Ahu Lily hummed and retracted her tail, squatting down in front of him, with light blue magic flowing from her fingertips, and pressed his legs.
At this moment, she frowned, sniffed the air twice, and suddenly patted her tail on the ground.
"Sniff, sniff-"
Luo Wei immediately understood what she was doing, and with a sullen expression he pushed her face away as it got closer and closer.
"What are you doing, do you want to be disqualified?"
"!!"
Ahu Lili woke up with a start, and looked at him with hostility, her fangs exposed, her eyes full of resentment, and a trace of patience and complaint hidden in her eyes. However, she finally gave up and massaged him again after relaxing her nerves.
Until the whole process was over, the dog-girl princess stepped aside and stared, and Luo Wei also got the specific number in his heart.
He held up the number plate in his hand.
"My evaluation is, this score."
…
…
After a fierce competition, the competition part of the massage conference came to a successful conclusion.
Almost without exception, the orcs made it to the finals. The crowd refused to leave. The scorers who were still not satisfied found their favorite contestants. Those who were eliminated were not disappointed. They dragged the orcs and the dragon lady together to enjoy the atmosphere of the celebration. .
"Ahaha... I didn't expect Ahu Lily to be so powerful."
Vermeer and Shaye walked out against the crowd. Comparing the emotion on the former's face, the latter was almost going crazy.
"Didn't you get the same score as her?" Shaye said with extreme dissatisfaction, "I'm the only one who got zero!"
Ahu Lili and Wei Mier, who appeared later, both scored a high score of 9 points.
But in Vermeer's opinion, putting the brand new crystal stockings on her hands was a small thought on her part, and it should be inferior to Lily's magical stimulation skills.
"I think he gave the zero points on purpose..." Vermeer gently scratched the side of her face, "And didn't Lily and I win?"
People thought that the winner would definitely be born between the two who scored 9 points, and the final winner would be determined by Her Royal Highness the Queen herself.
But the final result exceeded everyone's expectations.
When the last contestant entered the finals, Luo Wei meditated for two minutes after receiving the entire massage. Then he grimaced and reluctantly gave a perfect score of 10.
And that person was Xie Lund, who had entered the game almost from the beginning, but immediately got a 5-point score and was almost eliminated.
Only then did people notice that the swarthy man stayed in the venue for too long. Those who had received his massage immediately asked for a second, third, and fourth round, resulting in His progress dragged all the way to the end.
The scores given by these raters were all 9 or 10.
Luo Wei's evaluation is: "Compared to this, the others are just a little fuss. They are simply blessed by the god of massage. The roughness of the fingers makes people think of a loving mother who protects him from the wind and rain."
Well……
Vermeer couldn't help but fell into deep thought. She always felt that only Athena could compete with Sherrond in person. Is having mature maternal love the ultimate meaning of girl magic?
However, she didn't know how much physical enjoyment Luo Wei and the scorers felt when faced with such a score from a dark man.
It hurts, it hurts so much.
"I want to go back to the other angels," Shaye sighed heavily, "What about you?"
Wei Mil paused and remembered that Luo Wei said that he would come to him with clothes after the dinner. It was still a short time before the dinner started. Maybe it would be good to accompany Shaye to see other angels.
After all, we have to get along with each other in the future, and we are both women. Knowing her better may help us understand the future situation...
"Otherwise, I will accompany you"
"Vermeer."
Not far away, a figure stopped her.
Bishop Monica stood there wearing a loose robe, holding a long box in her hand, her face was graceful and luxurious, and her eyes seemed to be born with motherly kindness.
Saying goodbye to Shaye, Vermeer followed the "mother" who had raised her since childhood to a hillside.
Under the setting sun, Monica turned around and looked at her with emotion and pity.
When children grow up, they will eventually leave home.
"You are talented, kind-hearted and hard-working. After you become a traveling priest, I have nothing else to teach you."
Vermeer shook her head vigorously, "How could it be? I will never be able to use everything you taught me. There is no one in the world who loves me more than you."
Monica stepped forward and hugged her, gently stroking her beautiful dark golden hair, her eyes blurred for a moment.
"Vermeer..."
Vermeer also hugged her and comforted her: "Actually, I will go back to White Harbor Town from time to time. Please don't be too sad."
The mark given to her and Rowe by Athetana allowed them to return directly to the Wailing Valley, which was not far from White Harbor Town.
Bishop Monica smiled unconsciously. She did not want to limit her talents and restrict her from going to a wider world. As long as she had this heart, it was enough.
"And... there is one more thing I really want to ask you."
"What?"
Vermeer blinked her eyes and asked innocently:
"I want to know how I can have mature maternal love!"
Monica: "???"
What have you done to my child! ! ?
