Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 19 Orcs will never be slaves
The manager of the arena was thin, with a smile that was typical of a profiteer. The only thing about him was a small mustache on his chin, which was ingeniously styled into a long tuft with hair wax.

Levi handed Florina's handwritten letter to the steward, who carefully checked it while slowly stroking his sexy mustache.

"Duke Florina's order?"

The steward showed a hint of surprise on his face, looked at Levi carefully for a few times, and then nodded: "No problem."

He took Levi and Zat into the arena.

Since it was a rest day, there were no spectators in the Colosseum today. Only nobles could enjoy the rows of private boxes, and only a few servants were cleaning them carefully.

"To be honest, since Duke Florina threw them to me, the money they earned from fighting is not enough to cover their food expenses. The arena is losing money to keep them."

"I am troubled by this and often write to Duke Flina, but I have never received a proper response."

"It would be nice if you could come and take them away."

On the way, the manager of the arena expressed his opinion with a wry smile on his face, and he seemed to be somewhat relieved.

Levi nodded in agreement.

No one has a better say than him about how much the orc glutton can eat.

Take the previous life as an example.

The food expenses for an ordinary person are about fifty yuan for three meals a day. If Zat were in his previous life, the basic food expenses would be more than five hundred yuan if he had both meat and vegetables.

Fifty orcs, that’s twenty-five thousand a day, and nearly one million a month.

Without any financial resources, I can't support these good-for-nothings.

It so happens that you cannot treat these orc barbarians badly in terms of food. If they are not full, they will not have the strength to move their giant bodies, and their combat effectiveness will plummet.

The two guards who received the order walked into the deep corridor together. When they came out, they were followed by dozens of green-skinned orcs with bare upper bodies.

In fact, there was one thing that Levi didn't understand.

Logically, orcs should have brown skin, because green skin is the result of changes caused by their being contaminated by fel energy.

He even made special inquiries about this.

But the final answer is "always".

This also made him feel relieved. If he really got involved with something like evil energy, his system might not be good enough.

As we all know, the indigenous people in colder and more northerly areas tend to be more robust, while those in colder and more northerly areas tend to be thinner and shorter.

As we all know, orcs are born with physical talents, and strength is their signature word.

And when the two are combined, incredible changes occur.

This group of orcs living on the border of the wilderness, close to the Arctic ice field, are taller and stronger than their counterparts living in the south.

Levi is about 1.8 meters tall. Years of fighting and the support of the system have given him a perfect body shape with a strong back and slim waist. Even among the northerners, he is not mediocre.

But compared with these giants with an average height of two meters and three feet and full of tendons, he is as "cute" as a small potato in the south.

The orcs were yawning lazily, their eyes were a little cold, and they were obviously in a bad mood after having their sweet dreams disturbed.

What's more, they are the most outstanding warriors, invincible on the battlefield, so they are proud, arrogant and contemptuous of everything.

Oh, including the little potatoes in front of me.

"Big fat guys, I bought you from Duke Flinna." Levi didn't care about the contemptuous looks of the orcs. He opened the parchment, briefly displayed Flinna's handwriting, put it away and continued:
"That means you are my slaves now."

The leading orc was stunned for a moment, then became furious: "Orcs will never..."

"Food and lodging are provided." Levi looked up at these big guys with a smile. If muscles were a virtue, then each of these orcs would be a devout saint.

When the leading orc heard this, he didn't know how to say the last few words. Hesitation appeared on his face, and his mood suddenly weakened a lot.

"Even so, the orcs..." "Not only do we provide food and lodging, but we also guarantee meat for every meal until you are full." Levi's smile remained unchanged, and he added, "Only if there is no waste."

Hearing these words, the leading orc was dumbfounded, his morale suddenly dropped, like a wilted cucumber, groaning weakly.

"alright, you win."

It also wanted to be tough, but this Debe man gave it too much.

The arena manager who accompanied him throughout the whole process was sweating profusely at the beginning and was in disbelief at the end.

In the end, he could only utter these words: "Mr. Li Wei, you...you are really looking for another way."

He didn't expect that this group of proud and contemptuous tough guys could be defeated so easily by Levi.

Levi just smiled.

No one knows how to control these orc barbarians better than him.

If one meal is not enough, then two meals...

"Well, if you have any further requests, you can ask them now. I am usually very lenient towards brave warriors."

Levi snapped his fingers.

"Hey, boss, I want to eat a whole roasted pig tonight."

Upon hearing this, Zat quickly stretched out his big hands to push away the manager of the arena, squeezed in front of Levi, and smiled foolishly.

"Get lost." Levi spat out.

Zat picked up the arena manager by the back of his collar like a chicken and put him back in his place, then turned his face to the wall with a wronged look on his face.

Isn't it said that brave warriors are especially lenient...

The manager of the arena was confused. What just happened?
Zat's disruption was just a small episode. Although the orcs didn't know why Zat listened to Levi so much, looking at his fat and strong appearance, it was obvious that he lived a pretty good life.

I couldn't help but have a better impression of this Debe man. After all, all orcs are one family.

Finally, a group of orcs discussed and came to a conclusion.

"We will follow your orders, but we are not slaves."

"Okay, it's easy." Levi nodded.

This request is the same as not saying it, it just sounds better in name, but Levi is willing to maintain the self-esteem of these big idiots.

"My last request is to fight me." said the leading orc with a firm look in his eyes.

It had no other ideas, it just wanted to prove the value of the orcs, so that this Debe man would not look down on them and let them get the treatment they deserved.

This Derby man looked too thin compared to them, but he was definitely a strong warrior among the Derby people.

If he could defeat him easily, he would be able to experience the orcs' bravery firsthand.

This is the only way to make the other party feel that the promised food, accommodation and expenses are worth it, rather than just supporting a bunch of gluttons.

Besides, it will show mercy.

"I'm here to fight you!"

Feeling that he had little presence, Zat quickly squeezed over again.

He decided that he must show his bravery in front of his boss.

Looking up at Zat, who was a head taller than him, the leading orc fell silent.

(End of this chapter)