If the White Bear wanted to achieve its goal against Wang Xiaole, it had to find an opportunity to capitalize on the situation.

The appearance of the giant python earlier happened to provide such an opportunity for the White Bear.

"This matter cannot be let go just like that!"

The White Bear took steps that could flatten the sandy ground, quickly approaching Wang Xiaole, glaring at him with the eyes of a judge.

"What, do you want to eat too?"

Seeing the White Bear's reaction, Wang Xiaole thought the bear was hungry, so he picked up a piece of ripe snake meat that he had just cut off and offered it to the bear.

"Whether you eat it or not doesn't matter."

With a wave of its large hand, the piece of oily meat flew out of the White Bear's hands.

Wasting food was not a good practice, and Mewo White knew this very well.

So, the little girl jumped up like a dog catching a frisbee and bit into the meat with her mouth.

*Chewing noises*

The orc soldiers, seeing the princess's nonchalant expression, suddenly thought that the taste of snake meat might not be bad after all. They gathered around the cooked python and started tearing pieces of meat with their hands.

*Chewing noises* "...This tastes amazing!"

One by one, the soldiers gave a thumbs up.

"Look, your subordinates are enjoying their meal so much. It's a huge loss if you don't eat it."

Wang Xiaole shrugged, which the White Bear found even more unbearable. The bear immediately increased its tone and started to pick faults, saying,"

"Kid, the snake you killed is a native animal from our country's territory. Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

"By that logic, would it be more appropriate for your subordinates to be eaten by the pythons instead?"

"That's a different matter."

"True, I killed the snake, but the meat is mainly eaten by your men. I haven't touched a piece until now."

Wang Xiaole pointed to the soldiers beside him who were gnawing on the barbecue. The White Bear followed his finger and saw them.

At that moment, the former saw:

The subordinates with oily mouths, some even licking their fingers in satisfaction.

When the subordinates noticed the White Bear's gaze, they were oblivious to the bear's current mood and even asked at an inappropriate time:

"Your Majesty, would you like a piece too?"

"... "

"Uncle, you're not their daughter, so don't remain silent instead of answering."

"Forget it, I'll eat you all!"

The White Bear regained its senses and said harshly towards its subordinates.

Those heartless beings, being completely immersed in the world of delicacies, continued to indulge in the barbecue.

The White Bear had no choice but to ignore them and continued to face Wang Xiaole, relentlessly pursuing:

"I'm not concerned whether you eat meat or not, I'm simply discussing the heartless killing of local animals within our country's territory!"

"Alright, then what will you do? Kill me to avenge that snake?"

Wang Xiaole didn't believe that the White Bear would have the audacity to openly do anything unfavorable to him. If something happened to him, the hatred between Dibiles and the orcs would undoubtedly escalate to an unremitting level. Moreover, several girls would on their part, strive tirelessly to seek revenge with the aim of eradicating the orcs.

When that time comes, the polar bear and all its fellow beings will have no future to speak of.

"If you have the guts, then go ahead and attack me," remarked Wang Xiaole, sticking out his tongue in a childish manner, showing his disdain and contempt.

The polar bear gazed at the face before him, now looking more punchable than ever, really tempted to throw a punch deep down.

But he couldn't do that, as it would escalate into a serious diplomatic issue;

not to mention his daughter was present, and in her presence, the polar bear couldn't directly do anything.

However, looking at it from a different angle, the polar bear didn't need to directly cause trouble; he could completely approach it from a different angle, perhaps using some indirect means!

"Kid, I won't make things difficult for you. In order to make up for killing that python, how about you make some contributions for our country?"

"Contributions? What do you mean by that?"

"Within our country’s borders lies a relic of an ancient city, containing valuable items left behind by ancient people. I've been wanting to explore the city but have never had the time."

"So, Uncle wants me to go in your place, enter the ancient city, and bring out a couple of valuable items?"

"Exactly! How about it? This task I entrust to you, isn't it simple at all?"

Haha, simple?

Wang Xiaole didn't believe the polar bear had any good intentions, assigning him a task he could easily complete.

After spending time together, he figured it out: the old man in front of him was really sly!

He understood that the polar bear intended to make things difficult for him but still agreed to enter the ancient city.

Because according to the plot of those fantasy novels:

Entering places like ancient city ruins might bring great opportunities, or he might find one or two exceptional weapons;

Or he might stumble upon a coffin inside the city, lifting the lid to reveal a beautiful woman lying inside...

All these plot developments are things Wang Xiaole would readily accept;

If he really encountered these conventional plot twists in this different world, he would probably thank the polar bear in his heart for a second or two.

Now, Wang Xiaole's mood had improved a bit;

because he thought of the adventures he might have during exploration.

On the other hand, the polar bear's mood had also become very pleased;

because his first step of the plan had already been completed.

Entering the ancient city ruins couldn't be done today; after all, it was getting late, and it had to be delayed until tomorrow.

As the time shifted from dusk to night, and the sun clocked out for the day, the moon, the night-shift worker, had no choice but to hang in the sky.

After a full day of traveling, the caravan finally reached the area near the capital.

Although the orcish people living in the border areas resided in tents, it was only for the purpose of military expeditions.

The majority of orcs who had not left the borders, just like humans, lived in numerous cities.

The territory of the Orc Kingdom was about three times the size of Dibiles, with six-tenths of it being uninhabitable desert regions.

Of the remaining four-tenths of territory, nearly half was unsuitable for long-term orcish living;

the orc residents living there had to migrate periodically.

It was due to the harsh living conditions that orcs were keen on waging wars, as a means to acquire more living space.

Based on this basic national situation, the king of orcs must be the strongest ruler in the country, or how else could they lead their fellow citizens who are all trained in combat?

One hundred and fifty years ago, the orc royal family was not the same as it is today;

And according to tradition, the strongest warriors within the tribe are usually lion orcs, tiger orcs, or sometimes from the Bimon tribe.

Prior to the Polar Bear tribe, the orc people probably couldn't have imagined:

That the seemingly weak cat tribe would emerge victorious over their powerful kin and firmly hold the sole throne of the king.

This is not difficult to understand, as in every race, there are always a few extraordinary talents.

When Wang Xiaole recalled the appearance of the Polar Bear, he could completely understand:

A cat orc, who seemed more martially strong than bears despite being named "Bear," defeating lions and tigers was not surprising.

As for Mewo White, although physically weaker, she had been strengthened by a forbidden curse;

And the effect of that curse was considered top-tier across the continent.

Suddenly, Wang Xiaole found himself wanting to know something and asked a soldier guarding the carriage:

"Hey, do you know where your princess got her curse from?"

Although the curse only affects individual targets, it is conditionally passed down through generations.

For example:

If the original bearer passes on the curse at any point before their life ends, the curse will be transferred to the designated successor.

Or:

If the original owner is killed by a formidable enemy, the curse will then belong to that person.

Wang Xiaole speculated that Mewo White most likely obtained the curse through the first method;

Otherwise, the Polar Bear might have killed the original owner of the curse, taken possession of it, and then passed it onto his daughter.

This was Wang Xiaole's guess, but the answer he received was unexpected:

"Listen to what my mom who used to work in the palace told me: the princess was born with her curse. Pretty miraculous, right?"

The reason Mewo White got the curse belonged to the third category, a method Wang Xiaole had never heard of before:

There was actually another way to receive the curse!

Seeing the soldier's smug expression at his human companion's astonishment, as he was about to continue, the convoy arrived at the front of the capital.

From afar, Wang Xiaole could already see the bustling scene inside the city and the residents coming and going, resembling a human city;

But upon closer inspection, he noticed some differences:

Among the residents, some were entirely human, some had a half-beast appearance, and others were completely in beast form.

As the convoy neared the entrance to the city gates, it immediately caught the attention of the guards.

Wang Xiaole, being human, had a completely different aura from the orcs, making it easy for him to be recognized;

Of course, this was mainly because Wang Xiaole did not intentionally hide his own aura.

The orc guards at the city gates saw him and immediately showed signs of anger, as if they were about to act;

But when they saw the princess sitting on Wang Xiaole's lap, each and every one of them hesitated and refrained from taking any action.

Who made Mewo White the princess of today and the queen of the future?

No doubt, the officials of the land.

These guards, in the future, will all be Mewo White's subjects, so naturally they dare not offend.

"......"

Mewo White still did not speak, but instead, tapped their chest with a small fist, trying to show a "don't be afraid, big brother" posture.

In response, Wang Xiaole nodded. While thanking Mewo White, thoughts of doubt arose in his mind:

Why are these orcs so hostile towards humans, reacting as if they've encountered an enemy upon seeing one?