Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

Chapter 575 The Army of Fake Fathers

These three sentences, spoken with force and conviction, reached the ears of every beastman.

The clamor of protests quickly subsided, leaving them speechless, their ears still ringing with the howling wind and those unbelievable words.

An indomitable warrior.

How can it be?

A race of utter worthlessness, a race of impure blood, a race that is good for nothing but beauty, what else can they do but use their beauty to curry favor?

What makes someone an indomitable warrior?

Tiger Thunderstorm must have forgotten how important the word "warrior" is to the Orcs.

Only true warriors, those whose inner strength surpasses their physical power, those who are forever defiant and rebellious, those who refuse to submit until death, deserve to be called warriors.

"Hehe, my lord, are you perhaps getting old and your mind is becoming senile?"

"Yes, if mixed-race people are considered warriors, then we are all unparalleled heroes."

Laughter erupted from all sides.

Tiger Thunderstorm stood ramrod straight, raising three fingers: "I, Tiger Thunderstorm, swear on my life, on the name of Heaven, on the name of the Beast God, that if I exaggerate the facts or deceive you with falsehoods, may I be struck by nine thunderbolts and die a horrible death!"

"The hybrid race, born in the cracks, is not tolerated by my beast race. For ten thousand years, they have fought unyieldingly against the Star Clan. Countless hybrids have died at the hands of the Star Clan, but not one has ever submitted to the Star Clan, and not one has ever disgraced the beast blood flowing in their veins!"

"They are indomitable warriors!"

The sky was filled with rolling clouds, and finally the sun appeared.

The vast Beast Territory fell into silence.

All the beastmen were stunned by Tiger Thunderstorm's words and remained speechless for a long time.

"He didn't lie."

"There was no heavenly lightning."

"It's real, it's actually real?"

"Mixed-bloods are warriors..."

The doubts gradually subsided, and a look of shock appeared on the faces of every beastman.

No one lied, and dared to swear in the name of Heaven; no beastmen lied, and dared to swear in the name of the Beast God.

Although Tiger Thunderstorm did not produce any evidence, all the beastmen believed his resounding oath in the clear sky.

"I, Tiger Thunderstorm, swear that I will find out the truth and present compelling evidence to the world. But until I find the evidence, I, the Beast Lord, and the Beast Clan all need the cooperation of each and every one of you."

"In three days, at the Hybrid-Beastman Alliance Conference, I hope you will not mistreat your guests, nor mistreat your relatives who share the same blood as us."

"Promise me, I beg you."

Tiger Thunderstorm bowed deeply, bowing to the people under his rule.

The orcs watched in shock as their beloved, aged lord bowed deeply toward them.

One by one, they were flustered and felt ashamed to accept the gift, so they bowed in return.

"Lord, we agree."

"Please, my lord, do not perform this great ceremony again."

"We will wait for you to produce evidence. Until then, we are willing to cooperate with all decisions made by you and Lord Beast God!"

Hearing the voices of his people below, Tiger Thunderstorm's eyes welled up with tears.

"Alright, the Hybrid-Beastman Alliance Conference will be held in three days!"

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Little Gray Cat and several mixed-breeds, including Katie Garfield, headed towards the Beast Territory.

Unexpectedly, in Hibiscus Town, a human town not far from the Beast Territory, they encountered an old acquaintance.

Anya.

Anya, the biological mother of Vadasi, was left in Cape City by Qin Youyou and left without saying goodbye.

At that moment, she was staring wide-eyed, swallowing hard: "Tsk tsk tsk, these three young men are really handsome. Would you like to come back with me, Aunt An?"

Garfield, Old Tang, and Xiaomi, who were being teased, all froze.

They're mixed race, of course they're handsome.

Garfield has shoulder-length blond hair and raised eyebrows, exuding a rebellious handsomeness.

Old Tang has short white hair, snow-white skin, and gentle features; he is a refined and handsome man.

Xiaomi has black hair and black eyes, and very handsome features. With his peach blossom eyes and thin lips, he is a typical pretty boy.

The three of them, walking down the street with two beautiful women, Katie and Paige, naturally attracted a lot of attention.

The number of people turning their heads to look at them was ridiculously high, but no one had ever stopped them as rudely and directly as this beautiful woman.

"Auntie, who are you?"

"Sorry, we have other things to do and can't go back with you."

The little gray cat swished its tail and perched on Garfield's shoulder, its eyes wide open.

Anya?

Cough cough, it's that fake mother of Youyou's, who's been like a leech, and we finally managed to get rid of her.

What a small world! I actually ran into this.

Anya was increasingly pleased with the three handsome men and blocked their way, saying, "Come back with Aunt An. There are many, many more handsome men like you at Aunt An's house."

Garfield frowned unhappily. "I'm sorry, we really have an emergency."

They are going to attend the Hybrid-Orc Alliance Conference in three days. Many hybrids will be there, which will surely attract many Star Races as well.

Perhaps we can use this opportunity to wipe out the Star Clan in one fell swoop.

"How urgent can things be? No matter how urgent, nothing is more urgent than me. Be a good girl and go back with Aunt An. Don't throw a tantrum like a child." Anya giggled, still blocking the way.

After months of searching, she's finally encountered a few handsome men again, and she's not going to let them go!

Her adopted son, the one who loved to claim handsome fathers everywhere, her Dada, I wonder how he's doing now.

She wants to collect more handsome men, all kinds, and then present them all to her adopted son to ask him which one he likes...

All of these people she has collected now are more handsome than the fake father wearing a straw hat that her fake son found himself!

And then there's the new fake mother the fake son found. She's pretty, but you get tired of looking at her after a while. She's also collected quite a few pretty girls, and they're all just as good-looking as the fake one!

Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. This time, she led an army of fake fathers and fake mothers back to her fake son. She refused to believe that he would not change his mind!

“Fake son, Dada…” Anya stroked her clothes, on which the stitches her fake son had sewn for her were still fine and dense. In them was the only love she had ever experienced in her decades of life.

"Auntie, we're really in a hurry. If you don't move aside, don't blame us for being impolite." Even a clay Buddha has a temper, and Xiaomi, who was being pestered, couldn't hold back anymore.

Anya's expression changed: "Are you sure you don't want to come back with me?"