great-warnovel Chapter 215 Blood Curse Orcs
Chapter 215 Blood Curse Orcs
Chapter 215 Blood Curse Orcs
Charlie landed as well: "I feel like none of us needed to come."
"They performed exceptionally well," he said, his square, muscular face unable to hide his surprise.
Those who haven't seen them sparring can't imagine the fighting power these kids have now; these werewolves, now disorganized, can't even inflict a wound on them.
But Hermione still shook her head in dissatisfaction: "It's too chaotic, everyone's fighting their own battles."
"It seems like a united front against the enemy, but apart from Ron consciously cooperating with the others, everyone else is too easily carried away." Even Cedric from the monastery, who advocates unity, challenged a wizard and werewolf to a duel by himself.
"They like heroism, they like to rush in and show off."
"That's deadly in war," she said coldly.
This knowledge did not come from the Faded Ones, who at that time had been deprived of their blessings and banished from the borderlands.
As the Finger Witch, she personally experienced the Shattered War.
The demigods led their armies in a fierce battle at the foot of the royal city of Rodel. Even the might of Shattered Star Rataen could only have a limited effect on the scene.
On the contrary, the survival rate of army groups composed of various branches of the armed forces can be greatly improved through mutual cooperation.
"It seems that after the start of the semester, as a teaching assistant at Huishi, I will have to focus my main energy on the students' group operations," she thought to herself.
Most students are still traditional wizards and not used to melee combat. If they hide in the safe castle and cast spells downwards individually, the effect is not necessarily very good. Durmstrang seems to be more experienced in this regard, and they are said to be very good at joint spellcasting.
Hermione considered that perhaps she could modify the Radiant Stone magic so that students who could only release Radiant Stone Shards individually could unite to unleash a large-scale Radiant Stone Meteor Shower.
As she was thinking this, she suddenly sensed something approaching.
Previously, in the pitch-black night, she had manipulated the rocks to fall steadily, making almost no sound.
The werewolves didn't come in this direction either.
She turned her head and saw, in the dim light of the fire, several animals quietly approaching.
They were quite perceptive and stopped immediately upon noticing Hermione's self-illumination.
A deer, a big cat, with a snake coiled around their bodies, and a mouse standing on the snake's head.
The lead deer straightened up and, after a transformation, became a middle-aged woman with a face full of scars: "We mean no harm."
She could tell that Hermione was the leader of these people, but she was quite surprised that such a young girl was so small.
"Aren't you from Malfoy Castle?" Those nobles wouldn't dress like that, nor would they let a little girl lead the way.
"I mean, we are all blood-cursed orcs, not as aggressive as werewolves, and not contagious," she said, trying to be as calm as possible.
Hermione looked at the animals; they were all able to transform into a specific species on their own because of the Blood Curse.
Blood-cursed orcs are a group of people as tragic as werewolves, but they are not a race. They are simply pitiful people tormented by a curse passed down from their bloodline. This curse only circulates between mothers, from mother to daughter, and it does not seem to diminish over time.
Those under the curse initially possess only the ability to transform into any animal at will, but this ability is essentially a curse. The malicious blood flowing through their veins gradually erodes their sanity, causing them to slowly forget who they are, forget their family and loved ones, forget all aspects of being human, and ultimately become a pure animal.
In the common understanding of the wizarding world, blood cursed orcs are a symbol of low status and would be refused entry to Malfoy Castle. Of course, if they do not transform themselves, they are also difficult to be discovered.
Werewolves seem to have a unique way of identifying and capturing these people, and these poor women are not only forced to turn into animals to soothe the werewolves' frenzy on the night of the full moon, but also have to bear the task of procreation for these werewolves.
If the child born to a werewolf and a blood-cursed beast is a girl, she will inherit the blood curse and continue to be an animal to serve her father. If the child is a boy, he will be bitten from a young age and become a pure werewolf.
This is also how Greyback designed the stable continuation of the werewolf species.
Hermione noticed that both the water snake and the rat had bulging bellies, clearly indicating that they were pregnant.
"Speak your truth." She had no intention of killing these blood cursed orcs. They had not participated in killing and eating people; they were also victims of the werewolves. Judging from the scars on the leader, the elk lady, she had suffered a lot of torture.
"I'd like to ask, what are your plans for dealing with us?" the Deer Lady asked calmly.
"If possible, I hope you can let us go. We haven't killed anyone, and we won't infect anyone else. There's no need for your children to be stained with the blood of innocent people."
Hermione frowned. "Just the four of you? Where can you go?"
"Two of them are pregnant."
Perhaps because Hermione was relatively easy to talk to, the remaining three also came over and transformed into human form.
The pig was a middle-aged woman covered in scars, while the water snake and the rat were two girls who had probably just come of age. They timidly leaned against the deer lady and the earthen lady, protecting their bellies with their hands.
Hermione didn't want to think about their relationship, as that would only intensify her murderous intent towards these werewolves.
They might be wizards, but they've never received any magical education. They probably couldn't even beat a first-grader. Stranded in the wilderness, they probably wouldn't survive a week.
"We can become animals, so there's always a way for us to survive," the elk lady whispered.
"Furthermore, I can promise that if they give birth to a boy, we will strangle him to ensure that the werewolf bloodline is not passed down."
The two pregnant girls behind her frowned, seemingly reluctant, but said nothing. In the current situation, their lives were in the hands of others.
Hermione was at a loss for what to do. Out of conscience, she didn't want to see these innocent women wandering the wilderness, but should she take them in? She couldn't make the decision for Weasel Village.
Bill noticed Hermione's dilemma and said, "Let's take her back to the stronghold first, and then we'll figure out a solution."
The children of werewolves and ordinary people will have half werewolf blood, but there is no accurate theoretical basis for whether they are more like wolves or humans, or how infectious they are. If their children are born, they will be a hidden danger in the mountain village, so no matter what, we have to find a way to deal with it.
Hermione turned her head and saw Maria, who had gained the upper hand and was pinning down the werewolf, tearing at it. Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind.
Can Blood Curse Orcs learn Beast Prayer?
Essentially, they are both bestial curses flowing in our blood. Can they be suppressed by prayer in the same way?
Once this idea came to her, she suddenly felt that things weren't so difficult after all. Once Maria completed her revenge, she could hand these poor women over to Maria to take care of.