Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 701 The Sea Eel Witch's Deep Love
Upon seeing him arrive, the orc warrior from the Sea Eel Tribe who was guarding outside looked surprised: "Weren't you dealing with the battle with the Sea Serpent Tribe recently? How come you have time to come back?"

The pale-faced orc waved his hand casually: "The shamans and people of the Snow Moon Tribe have arrived. I don't need to worry about things there anymore."

After saying that, he craned his neck to look behind the orc: "Is my father here?"

The orc looked at him with amusement, the lines at the corners of his eyes revealing that he was not young: "The High Priest is inside, you can go in directly."

The moray eel shaman dotes on his only offspring.

In all tribes, the residence of the highest-ranking shaman is absolutely off-limits to anyone entering without prior notification.

However, the Great Eel Shaman had instructed that if his own offspring came, they could enter directly without being notified.

The pale-faced orc was already used to being at ease with his father. After giving the orc warrior a simple, honest smile, he stepped into his father's residence.

In the dimly lit tent, the sea eel shaman sat on a leather cushion, studying a dark red stone wall in his hands.

Looking at the familiar stone wall with the Beast God's script, the pale-faced orc pursed his lips: "Father, we will definitely be able to collect enough Beast God's script stone walls at the next trade fair."

The Great Eel Shaman sighed softly, carefully placing the Beast God Stone Wall in his hand onto the animal hide beside him before lifting his eyelids to look at his son, who always forgot he had a father.

"Oh dear, weren't you busy running around helping the Snow Moon Tribe manage their territory? How come you have time to come and see this old geezer?"

Pretty-faced orc: "."

It's been so long since I've seen my eccentric father.

“Father, the shaman Yue and the orcs from the Snow Moon tribe have already arrived in that territory.”

I've been away from the tribe for the past few days; I went to the area where the forest and river meet to pick them up.

The sea eel shaman, Wen Yan, who had just been complaining, suddenly turned grim, and a small ball of magical energy bounced onto the forehead of the pretty-faced orc.

"Ouch, that hurts so much! That hurts so much!"

This sudden attack made the handsome young orc's face contort in pain, and he jumped up and down in agony.

"Father, I'm not a little brat anymore, why are you still using your witchcraft to flick my forehead?"

The pale-faced orc with a red mark on his forehead felt a strange, exhilarating sensation he hadn't experienced in a long time, a mixture of nostalgia and embarrassment.

The Great Eel Shaman sneered, "You brat, you only remember you have a father when you're in trouble."

"Now, is there anything else you need my help with?"

The pale-faced orc's face flushed slightly. He had indeed disliked his father's nagging and didn't want to come to him all the time, but when he thought about the purpose of his visit today, his back straightened instantly.

His usually carefree and handsome face now showed a hint of seriousness: "Father, I've come to see you today because I have something very important to discuss, and it's related to the Snow Moon Tribe."

The smile on the eel shaman's face faded slightly: "That little tribe needs your help again?"

The pale-faced orc stepped forward with a serious expression and plopped down on the animal skin cushion next to his father: "Father, when the Snow Moon Tribe came this time, they came in something called a 'big ship'..."

He told the Sea Eel High Priest everything he had seen with his own eyes and heard from the little curly-haired orc about the great ship. When he talked about the Sea Serpent Chieftain who was so frightened that he fled in panic, he even laughed heartily with great pride.

The sea eel shaman's thoughts were interrupted by the slightly demonic laughter, and he slapped him across the face: "Quiet down."

A dark undercurrent surged in his deep eyes as he raised his voice and ordered the orc warriors guarding outside, "Go and summon the chieftain to my place." "Yes, Great Shaman."

The orc warrior outside the tent bowed in response.

"Father, don't worry. With such powerful attack methods, the Snow Moon Tribe has nothing to worry about in the future. The Sea Serpent Tribe will no longer dare to provoke us so easily as before."

The Great Eel Shaman glanced at the silly brat beside him and sighed inwardly.

The shaman of the Snow Moon tribe probably realized that his son wasn't very bright, which is why he chose to maintain a good relationship with him.

Thinking about it this way, the Great Eel Shaman suddenly found the silly brat in front of him much more pleasing to the eye.

It seems my son does have some good points.

"Great Shaman, the chieftain has arrived."

The Great Shaman needed to see him, so the Eel Chieftain didn't dare to delay. After giving a brief explanation, he hurriedly led his cubs to the Great Shaman's tent.

"Let them in."

The Sea Eel Wizard nodded with satisfaction as he watched the two strong orc warriors enter the tent.

Chief Eel is among the strongest fighters in the tribe, and he is also very intelligent. Since becoming chief, he has managed the tribe very well.

The young and composed orc warrior standing to the side was the son of the sea eel chieftain.

He's about the same age as my own son, but he's already the strongest orc warrior in the tribe, and he's quick-witted and steady in his actions.

He and the tribespeople favored him as the next tribal chief.

Moreover, as the strongest orc warrior among the younger generation of the tribe, he is already able to help his father, the chieftain, handle some of the tribe's affairs.

Unlike our own
The sea eel shaman, who had just been pleased that his dim-witted son was somewhat useful, looked at the carefree and irresponsible orc beside him with a hint of disdain.

Noticing the obvious change in his father's expression, the pale-faced orc looked at the young orc warrior beside the chieftain with a very unfriendly gaze.

He acknowledged that there were differences between orcs, but while he didn't dislike this peer who had always been superior to him since childhood, he certainly couldn't like him either.

The reason is that, as the son of the two most powerful figures in the tribe, the other party's appearance always makes him look very useless.

"Uncle Chieftain, what I'm about to say is very important. Why did you bring unrelated people with you?"

The pale-faced orc muttered complaints to the eel chieftain.

Upon hearing this, the moray eel chieftain laughed heartily and ruffled his hair with his large hand: "You two brats, you've both grown up so much, and you're still pricking each other."

When we get old, the tribe will still need you to support it, so we must stay united.

After saying a few more words, the Great Eel Shaman waved for them to sit down and began to get down to business.

The Sea Eel Shaman made the pretty-faced orc repeat what had just happened.

After he finished speaking, the tent fell into complete silence.

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