"Take those five black orcs out and behead them, and bring their heads to the camp."

"Yes."

Two low-level gold-level black sub-orc warriors responded, then stood up and left.

After dealing with this matter, Bames turned his attention back to the officers of Hayena City Defense Force and said, "Get up."

Upon hearing this, the Black Orc officer slowly stood up.

The anger on Bames' face faded away, and he regained his calmness. He slowly said, "You did a great job on this matter."

“It’s a small duty.”

Upon hearing this, the Black Orc officer quickly responded.

At this moment, his life-and-death crisis should have passed.

Bames raised his hand, and a piece of parchment emitting golden light appeared in the air, and then slowly floated to the black orc officer.

"This is a reward for you."

Looking at the parchment floating in front of him, the Black Orc officer swallowed his saliva, suppressed his inner greed, knelt on the ground, and knocked his head heavily on the ground: "Commander, this precious item is like a life-threatening thing to me, please take it back."

Hearing the words of the black orc officer in front of him, Bames thought for a moment and turned to look at the black orc general in the seventh position on the right.

Feeling the commander's gaze, the high-level black orc shadow warrior stood up, bowed and saluted, and said respectfully: "Commander, what do you want?"

"Torgan, I remember you were from the Flan tribe."

"Yes, Commander." The high-level Black Orc Shadow Warrior of Soul Intent replied respectfully, "But four hundred years ago, after the tribe where my subordinates lived was annexed, they left the Flan tribal area. In the past few hundred years, they have only returned a few times."

"Very good." Bames looked at the black orc shadow warrior who stood up and said, "I am going to nominate you to be the new governor of the Flan Tribe. What do you think?"

Upon hearing this, the Black Orc Shadow Warrior showed joy on his face and replied, "I am willing."

"Can you protect this Black Orc officer and help him advance to the gold rank?" Bames asked, pointing at the Black Orc officer kneeling on the ground.

"I obey my orders."

Upon hearing this, the Black Orc Shadow Warrior answered without any hesitation.

After receiving a positive answer, Bames turned to look at the black orc officer crawling on the ground and said, "Someone is willing to protect you. What is your choice?"

Hearing this, the Black Orc officer gritted his teeth and said loudly: "I am willing to accept your gift."

After finishing speaking, the Black Orc officer stood up, took down the parchment floating in the air, carefully placed it in his arms, and once again verbally thanked Bames for his gift.

When the other generals in the tent saw this scene, there was no surprise on their faces. For them who were familiar with Lord Bames's style of doing things, this was a perfectly normal phenomenon.

"Okay, let's go down."

"Yes, Commander."

The black orc officer stood up, bent over and backed away until he left the tent, then he stood up straight.

As soon as he turned around, he saw two low-level gold-level black orc warriors carrying five processed heads and walking into the tent.

Looking at the idiotic eyes, the black orc officer couldn't help but think of that big shot again.

"Don't think too much, just go first."

After muttering to himself, the Black Orc officer lowered his head, left the camp with his subordinates, and headed towards Hayena City.

Inside the tent, Bames looked at the five heads, looked around, and said, "Kamos, Lagan..."

Every time a name was mentioned, a high-level black orc would stand up, bow and salute, waiting for Bames's order.

"Each person will carry a head to the corresponding tribe and ask them to hand over one fifth of their tribe's wealth."

"Yes, Commander."

Five high-level black orcs with soul spirit responded, then turned around and left the tent to gather the troops.

If these five tribes obediently hand over one-fifth of their tribal wealth, they will have no worries and will not have to resort to force.

If there is resistance, we can only use the army.

"Tomorrow, I will go to Hayena City. You will each perform your duties."

"Yes, Commander."

Many black orc generals stood up and answered respectfully.

"Okay, let's all get down."

"Yes."

In less than a moment, Bames was the only one left in the tent.

……

Late at night, in the Rose Dusk Courtyard, Weilin returned to the room and threw himself directly on the bed.

Feel the soft touch and it feels very comfortable.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep.

On the other side, Kyle returned to the room, sensed in the distance, saw that his master had fallen asleep, waved his hand to open the Messier demiplane, and walked straight in.

Since he is a new slave accepted by his master, he should be taught etiquette and rules.

Before I knew it, the sky gradually brightened.

When the sunlight shone into the room through the window, Weilin slowly woke up.

Push open the door and walk into the courtyard.

Just as he sat down on the stone bench, he saw a black orc woman in maid clothes coming to the pavilion with tea and cakes, placing them on the stone table, carefully pouring out half a cup of tea, and bringing it to Weilin, then she stepped aside, lowered her head and stood quietly.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Weilin's face was full of confusion.

The next moment, Kyle's figure emerged in the pavilion and saluted Weilin.

"You did it."

Weilin pointed at the black orc girl standing not far away and asked.

"Yes."

Seeing this, Kyle did not hide anything and answered.

Weilin picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then asked, "You didn't use any means to change your memory, did you?"

"No." Kyle answered, "She is so skilled because of her talent. I only taught her once and she learned it."

Upon hearing this, Weilin couldn't help but sigh: "He's quite talented."

Not long after, a low-rank gold knight entered the courtyard and came to the pavilion. He saluted respectfully to Weilin and Kyle and said, "Sir Knight Yongxi, there is a black orc named Bames who wants to see you."

"Bames, isn't that the commander of the Black Orc Northern Army?" Kyle whispered.

"It must be him." Weilin nodded and said.

As expected, the person who gave him a gift came.

What was surprising was that the person who came was none other than Bames, the current commander of the Black Asia Orc Northern Army, a legendary powerful man.

However, considering the Blood Knight's heroic performance on the battlefield, it is not surprising that the Black Orcs sent a legend to visit him.

"My Lord, I will personally go and invite that legend in."

Weilin, who was about to give the order, heard Kyle's words and nodded, "Okay."