The Only Good Orc is a Half-Orc

85  The Newcomer - Part 3

Things got quiet after Lyrika's statement. A short while after she said it, she turned and just carried on walking. Ameril did so as well, but as she did, it looked like she was in deep thought.

Philly, having said everything she wanted to, and somewhat getting an answer from Lyrika about Olivia's, now lack thereof harem, she continued walking without another word.

Olivia was just silent as she didn't know what to say after that. She did however know that she and Lyrika needed a talk to discuss what their relationship was.

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After a few hours of this, they finally reached Teagan's village. It was all hustle and bustle as before and it felt good to be back.

Rolling up to the main gate they entered with their permits, and Ameril paid for her own before Olivia could offer to pay for her. Granted she had forgotten for a moment everything Ameril had said about having earned her own money before leaving.

Back in the safety of the village, they headed over to the inn they had been staying at and brought some grub. All of them were famished, Ameril even more so as she hadn't had anything since breakfast, since she was thrown into a carriage not long after.

As they ate, they did so mostly in silence. Ameril and Lyrika looked over at each other with a bit of a scowl every now and then.

Not wanting the mood to be so aggressive, and not really sure how to deal with it, Olivia decided to throw a cat among the wolves.

Well in this case, it was more like a Zentora.

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When Olivia brought it out to show Ameril, seeing it gave her a little bit of a startle, but she soon began to swoon once it looked up and mewled at her.

"Ahhh, it's adorable. What's it's name?"

"We…still haven't thought of one. None of us could decide, and then we headed off to save you."

"I still don't understand why you won't go with Spike." Philly brought up.

"Spike?" Was the confused response from Ameril.

"Just…don't listen to her." Turning to Philly, Olivia repeated what she had said several times, "We are not naming it Spike."

Philly just shrugged as she went back to finish off her stew.

"What about naming it based on what it's like? We already know how adorable it is. Yes, we do. Yes, we do." Ameril said as she held the Zentora in her hands holding and cradling it against her bosom, an act that made Olivia blush a little as she watched.

Getting over that, Olivia then smiled as she saw how happy she was from just playing with their possibly 'very dangerous in the future' companion.

"Its parents were deadly. But we think they left it because it was too weak. The runt of the litter so to speak."

"Oh, that's awful. Good thing you found it when you did. It could have died all alone."

At that, everyone around the table had quite a sincere calm look on their face happy that they had found it when they did. Even Lyrika who had been silent all this time.

"So, it's a survivor."

"Lucky is more accurate." Lyrika finally spoke up to say. "It's lucky that we found it."

Ameril looked a little annoyed that survivor had been cut down, but even then, she knew what Lyrika had said was more apt to the Zentora's situation.

'Lucky. Wait isn't the Latin for it Felix or something? Wait, where did I learn that.'

Before going down the rabbit hole trying to recall where she may have learned the Latin for Lucky, which is was probably from a film or something, she decided to bring it up as a possible name.

"How about Felix?"

"What sort of name is that?"

Olivia had thought it was a great choice. But when you have three women all say the same thing to you, it's clear that what you said was wrong.

"Why is Felix a bad name?"

"I don't think I've heard of anyone called Felix before." Lyrika replied.

Olivia was about to bring up that it meant luck thinking it may change their minds, but stopped herself, not having a way to explain how she knew that. Not that that stopped the question being asked though.

"By the way, where did you get Felix from?" Ameril asked.

"I err…read it somewhere. It sort of means lucky." she responded with this being the first thing that entered her mind.

"If that is the case it is rather apt for the Zentora." Philly brought up, to which the rest agreed. "But it doesn't sound right though."

"Okay. How about…Felixia" Olivia responded with, trying to add the fantasy zing that many of the names in this world had.

The girls all looked at each other trying to see if it was a name they had heard of or if it sounded right.

"I haven't heard anyone with that sort of name. But it does sound more like a name you would hear in Khallasia."

"Yeah, I've not heard of it before, but I think it could work."

And with that, the whole naming fiasco was finally over.

It had been quite some time since they found the Zentora, and when they first started with deciding it's name, it had not gone well. It was clear to see that Philly was still a little annoyed they were not calling it spike.

The name represented the Zentora's situation, well the good parts anyway, as it wasn't very lucky being left because it was weak. But luck summed up all that had happened after they had defeated the adult Zentora.

It also helped to sum up how the whole group had got together, so it worked on that front to. Ameril was lucky to have been found by Olivia before she was sexually assaulted. Lyrika was lucky to have run into her in the vast forest. And Philly was lucky that she was found by Olivia before she was sold by the bandits.

For Olivia, a part of her felt she was unlucky to have ended up in this world. But, as time went on, while this world was dangerous, the relationships she had been forming made her feel a lot more lucky to have come here.

But enough of dwelling on the past. With the name decided, they all leaned over the Zentora and spoke its name. To which, the Zentora, now Felixia, responded by not really caring.

Well, no one said it would be easy to train a Zentora.

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Once their meal was digested and they all had their fill from playing with Felixia, they headed out and into the village. Ameril only having seen the town she grew up in was enthused to see what the village had to offer. More so given it was a beast-kin village.

It's not like she had never seen a beast-kin. Several did visit and a few even lived in the town. But here she was surrounded by nothing but beast-kin.

They decided to take Ameril all around the village and show her the sights. It was even done in such a way that Ameril remained out in front of the group with the others trailing. How they managed to be great guides while being at the back was quite an achievement. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

She was very enthusiastic about seeing everything it had to offer, but she made sure to keep herself in check and not just sprint around everything. This was her first real time outside of the town she grew up in. Even though the village had much less to offer, compared to it, she still found it to be enthralling and managed to find new and exciting experiences within it.

She looked around all the shops, seeing what they had to offer and how it differed from her town. The main thing that she found was that there were a lot of hand-crafted objects. By this, she didn't mean that in the town, things were mass-produced, but stuff was done by hand here. That sort of technology didn't exist yet. What she was referring to was the variety and the volume of handcrafted items.

With everyone in Teagan's village working pretty much all day, it was to be expected. No one's job lasted the whole day. People had to close up shops as people went to eat their dinner. It eventually gets too dark to be able to work on any of the farmland. And even the people that went around lighting up the town only had to work for so long to do it. So, this begged the question of what they all did when their jobs were over, especially when none of them seemed to stop working.

They worked on other projects. Some helped with maintenance around the houses. Others provide services to other members of the village. There was a lot that could be done that wasn't considered their main job. But the one that most people did was just create stuff with what they had to hand in order to sell it.

Of which it was clear to see in the market that they found that had been set up in the village square since they had been gone.

Looking around, a massive variety was being sold. Produce, meat, weapons, leather, handcrafted items, it was endless.

This is why they all ended up excited to peruse what was being sold when they saw it, Ameril's excitement seemingly having been infectious.

But…that excitement was put on hold when they saw the Chief of the village running towards them.

"Girls. We have a big problem."

Hi All, I hope you liked the next chapter.

We finally have a name for the Zentora. It took a while, but its name works with what happened to it, and also has the Fantasy zing it needs to work in the world. Now, the only question is what problem it is that they will be facing.

Please let me know your thoughts on the chapter.

Braderzsz