After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King

"Talan, do you know what's wrong?"

Taran didn't answer the old cat person who looked about sixty or seventy years old. She just stood there silently, standing on the path and looking at her... her eyes didn't move or avoid.

This is very strange—before she was captured by the human slave hunting team, after her sister was killed, she never dared to look anyone in the eye.

"What's wrong?"

Taran asked, looking at a young cat person standing behind the Great Elder, she said, "Are you talking about the fact that your son abandoned us without saying a word, not even calling for help?"

Even though he said so, there was no wavering in the eyes of those orcs.

"Nonsense!"

The Great Elder yelled, the wooden staff in her hand hit the ground, her beard was raised in anger, and she questioned: "If you really did nothing wrong, how could you be taken away?"

"There are so many hunting teams, why is it that only your team was attacked by humans, and why was it you who were captured instead of others?"

For the Great Elder who said so, Talan just looked at him calmly, and amidst the echoes of all the clansmen, he asked him back: "Then, why didn't you come to save me? Why didn't you take revenge on humans?"

This question had haunted Taran for a long time, but she knew even then... because the tribe was afraid, because they wouldn't even dare to speak aloud when the humans came.

Because this is such a ridiculous place.

"Stop talking nonsense, although I don't know how you escaped, but if you still consider yourself a part of the tribe, you will accept the punishment obediently! Do you understand, Talan?!"

Looking at the Great Elder who was shouting so harshly, Taran looked at the other orcs around who were helping, and at the male catman with a sinister smile behind the Great Elder, she sighed...

Sighing here is still as hopeless as ever.

"What kind of punishment is it? Great Elder?"

Taran still seemed to be asking calmly, which made the Great Elder feel a little calmer... You can tell from the First Elder's appearance that she is actually a super weak person, otherwise she would not look so old .

Originally, what the Great Elder was most worried about was that Talan would refuse to accept discipline or something else after returning, and even bring her current master back to seek revenge, but now it seems that there is actually no such thing.

Not only is there no master, but no grudge... It seems that Talan just escaped halfway, stole a beautiful dress, and now wants to return to the tribe.

The fabric is probably the cloth of the empire...how can such a guy have the qualifications to wear such fine clothes?

"Of course, teach the tribe all the things you stole along the way! The punishment will be counted slowly after that!"

"..."

Can it be said to be triumphant? Can it be said to be ecstatic?

Taran didn't know how to describe the disgusting expression on the elder's wrinkled face, and he didn't know how to face the murderer who killed his sister.

It's not that he doesn't know how to deal with it, but that he doesn't know how to deal with it... Taran doesn't know whether he should laugh or cry at this time... If he laughs, should he laugh arrogantly, or sneer viciously, or...

Let's just leave it at that...

Regarding his desire to laugh and cry, Taran sighed and unbuttoned his clothes, and then, in full view, under the satisfied eyes of the Great Elder and a [clan member]... took out a bow from behind.

This is a very beautiful bow, made for them by the elf sister who taught them knight-errant skills... It is a craft-level bow and arrow that can be sold for dozens of gold coins in other countries.

And, it’s definitely not just about looking good.

Looking at the great elder who flinched instantly, Talan held the bow without changing his expression, and said, "I [picked up] this on the road. I want to give it to Shi En as a gift, is that okay?"

Shi En, the cat man who didn't raise the alarm according to his duty after seeing the slave catchers, and then ran very fast... is the son of the Great Elder, and he is hiding behind the Great Elder at this moment.

"Give it to me? Ha! You have a little conscience, but don't think so..."

Yes, Sean said so, ready to take the bow carelessly... yes, he is an idiot.

【My tribe is full of idiots】

Taran has such a cognition, so she wants to laugh, wants to laugh loudly, but she can't laugh... Some things, some people, are not even qualified to be laughed at.

However, the Great Elder had already sensed something bad, and she reminded her son very anxiously, shouting almost angrily: "Shien! Come back quickly! Talan, she..."

However, such a reminder is undoubtedly too late.

At this moment, Taran has already quickly drawn her bow and set her arrow. She aimed the arrow at Shi En's head very easily, as if she was not aiming at her own people... To be honest, she had thought It takes a long time to prepare yourself mentally.

But all of this was so smooth, as if she had rehearsed it countless times in her heart... All the pain, all the pleasure, all the hatred, all the anger...

All on this arrow.

"call out!!"

The white feathers passing by like the wind instantly pierced through what Talan needed to penetrate... With Shi En's body falling down, blood also permeated the air, and the smell of blood gradually spread.

"Sean!"

"You little bastard!"

"Why? Aren't we clansmen?"

"You bastard, why..."

"..."

The yelling and scolding in my ears are irrelevant, and the croaking voice will eventually stop... It is today, at this moment, because today is the day to break with the past.

All that needs to be done is...

【bow】

Taran drew an arrow from the quiver behind him, and the Great Elder who noticed her movement almost jumped up and shouted: "Leave my son alone! Stop this little bastard!"

"..."

[Take an arrow! 】

"call out!"

The flying arrows instantly sank into the head of the Great Elder, and the world became quiet all of a sudden, and all the clansmen became helpless... like maggots that lost their heads.

Taran, however, would not stop.

"Sister, please forgive my cowardice...and please don't worry about me - I have been confused and given up, I don't know...I don't know where I can go after I escape."

Taran was talking to himself, but the movements of his hands didn't seem to stop at all... Every time he picked up a bow and set an arrow, he could always harvest a life with precision.

"I have found my answer. I have found someone worthy of my entrustment. Please stand on the World Tree and witness my anger and revenge..."

"In this world, only wrath and Lord Ira... can't be let down!"