The Hero in Exile

"Puppy, come here and let me pet you, slurp, slurp, don't... don't run away."

"Miss Bushier, please respect yourself. My name is Darkley, and I am not a dog, but a wolf from the Frostwolf clan." Darkley once again opened his hand with messy hair.

I had originally received an order to come and help Lord Moran, but on the way I met Bushier who was also coming for reinforcement. I thought that with more people, things would go more smoothly. However, I didn't expect that this woman was so irritable and didn't look like a noble woman at all. Even if the wife of Chief Hook was here, she wouldn't be so irritable.

"Well, why don't you come back to Lion Sea City with me and be my pet."

"Huh? Are you kidding me? Who in their right mind would keep a wolf as a pet? And I'm an orc, an orc! Even if I went, Brunson would kill me and at most scold you a few times."

Watching the two people arguing, the orcs and human soldiers beside them couldn't help but chat.

"Ahh, seeing them quarreling here every day, I'm beginning to doubt whether she is a noble."

"Indeed, but our young lady has never been so interested in a man before. Maybe she really likes him."

Bushier thought about it for a moment and it seemed to be true. His brain worked at a high speed and finally a solution came into being.

"Then let's just get married."

Although the sound was not loud, it was heard by almost every soldier stationed nearby. Just now everyone was happily chatting and doing the work at hand, but now it seemed much quieter.

Hey, what is this woman saying? Why do I always feel like everyone is looking at me? Is there no one coming over to help and say a few words?

"Chief..."

"Is there anything I can do for you? If you have any, leave it to me."

Dakli rushed over as if he saw a savior. Yes, this subordinate was the one who had followed him the longest and he understood him.

Dakli was so moved that his nose was bubbling.

"No, I'm just here to inform you. I need to explore the front line to get some information."

The savior is gone.

Chief, you must give it to me. I have been single for so long. Thinking so, the subordinates took some people who wanted to help them out to "inquire about the news."

"Can I first ask why you want to get married?"

"The country has been divided recently and my dad finally unified it. Now you can say that my dad is the king and I am the princess, but he has not acknowledged it yet. Recently, my dad has been troubled by various things. If we get married, we can achieve our political goals. Dad's things can also get your support and cooperation, so that you can be my pet legitimately."

"How about you? Are you tempted? You will be a prince by then. Do you want to come back with me?"

Looking at Bushier who said it so naturally, I really doubted whether the father she mentioned had ever educated this person properly. To be honest, her expression didn't look like she was joking. Could it be that someone would really sell their daughter?

A sneeze.

At this moment, Brunson, who was sitting in Lionheart City, sneezed. Who was that guy who was saying bad things about me behind my back?

Brunson was in tears as he looked at the mountain of documents piled up in front of his desk. There were so many things that needed to be done to unify the country again. Those old guys were so scared by his beatings that they were hiding at home pretending to be sick and leaving him to clean up the mess.

One of the few good things at the moment is that the church's influence in the country has declined, but now it needs a reliable ally. The best one is the orcs, but those old guys are reluctant to send their daughters and sons to them for marriage.

"Why don't you throw Bushier over there? If she doesn't agree, beat her up."

Thinking of this, Brunson's pen moved faster as he marked the documents. It was no wonder that he had solved such a difficult problem so easily.

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"I don't want to. How can I, the chieftain of the Frostwolf clan, be under someone else's control for long? You can't have me, a human."

In order to get rid of this difficult woman, Dakley has written to Moran that he will launch an attack tomorrow and run away immediately after solving the problem.