Who's That Man In The Mirror?

He didn't understand why.

At first, Mitchell thought that this unruly and willful young mistress wouldn't do it.

Who knew that Clementine would actually agree without any objections?

That made Mitchell wary instead.

Could it be that this little girl wanted to arrange a particularly horrible place for him to stay?

All the way, Clementine kept asking Mitchell questions.

"Are you really a half-orc? Why can't I tell?"

Mitchell glanced coldly at Clementine.

He thought that Clementine was mocking him.

Mitchell said mildly, "You'll be able to tell if you take a closer look."

To his surprise, Clementine actually stared at Mitchell closely.

After looking at him for a long time, Clementine still frowned as she seriously said, "I really can't tell…"

Mitchell didn't want to dwell on the subject any longer.

Although Mikhos expressed his willingness to accept him, Mikhos' thinking could not represent everyone's thoughts.

This young mistress had been pampered since she was young. She was unruly and willful so it was not surprising that she would make things difficult for him.

He would simply ignore her.

"Brother, what's the orc city like?"

"It's similar to Storm City."

"Brother, what do orcs look like?"

"Like me."

"Brother, what does it feel like to hug a baby dragon?"

"It's like hugging a puppy."

Little Mitch seemed unhappy to hear that. It jumped onto Mitchell's shoulder and gave a loud snort to express its displeasure.

No matter what Clementine asked, Mitchell would always be "pretty much." He simply answered her perfunctorily.

But Clementine seemed never tired of asking him questions and she was curious about everything.

Although they had never left the house and only went from the living room to his new accommodation, they actually had to walk for a few minutes.

So, it was obvious that the Leon Family's residence was really huge.

Clementine asked at least a dozen questions along the way, and Mitchell was getting impatient.

After arriving at his residence, Mitchell saw that the abode that Clementine had arranged for him didn't seem to have any problems and then did he relax and say calmly,

"Cousin, I'm a little tired today, so I'll be resting now."

That was equivalent to an order to chase her out.

Although he was in the Leon Family's residence, at this moment, this small room was Mitchell's territory, so he had the right to ask someone to leave.

However, Clementine didn't seem to mind at all. She simply nodded and said,

"There's a well over here. I'll get the servants to fetch some water for you to wash up."

"It's fine. I can handle this small matter myself."

Mitchell shook his head slowly.

Although he was the City Lord's, he had never lived a pampered life.

Therefore, he was not used to having others do small errants like fetching water.

After saying that, he went to the well and started fetching water.

Clementine, on the other hand, had no intention of leaving. She continued to look at her new brother curiously.

Mitchell had no choice but to ignore her.

He wondered what was going on with his cousin who kept staring at him.

Were orcs that rare?

Mitchell stared at his reflection in the water when he got a bucket of water up. He was slightly taken aback.

Who was the person in the reflection?

He opened his mouth slightly in surprise, but Clementine didn't show any unusual reaction. She tilted her head as she asked Mitchell,

"Brother? What's wrong there?"

"No, nothing is wrong."

Mitchell composed himself. He set the bucket aside and walked into the house.

As soon as he entered the house, Mitchell began to look around with a frown.

Soon, he found what he wanted.

There was a small table beside the bed.

On the table was a simple and precious wooden mirror.

However, Mitchell was in no mood to appreciate the decorations on the wooden frame now.

He quickly stroded to the mirror and looked into it.

His reflection in the mirror had human appearances!

At that moment, Clementine came over and asked Mitchell curiously, "Brother, what's going on?"

Mitchell still didn't answer her.

He looked at himself in the mirror and fell into a silence.

No wonder these humans didn't feel any surprise or estrangement when they saw him.

So, it turned out that his appearance had somehow become a human one.

In his memory, he had always looked more like an orc.

Although his face in the mirror was very similar to his original orc's face, no one would associate this face with an orc right now.

When exactly did the change happen?

Mitchell began to recall carefully.

He only remembered a moment later.

His body seemed to have undergone some changes when he fused with the human bandit's genes.

But he did not take it to heart then.

It turned out that his appearance became human-like at that time.

Mitchell said nothing in response to Clementine's question.

Many things would be hard to explain if he were to say that he originally had the appearance of an orc but had now become a human.

He couldn't be telling them that he had a system, could he?

After thinking this through, Mitchell shook his head and slowly walked out of the room. He continued to wash up.

Clementine, on the other hand, was completely befuddled.

However, Clementine was only sixteen years old. In addition, she had been pampered since she was young, so her temperament was rather childish.

Soon, she stopped caring about this matter and continued asking Mitchell questions.

Mitchell had also changed his attitude now.

Previously, he had thought that Clementine had asked those questions to mock him, an outsider with the blood of an orc.

From the looks of it now, he was probably overthinking earlier.

Therefore, Mitchell was more willing to answer Clementine's question properly now.

As they chatted, Mikhos' voice came from the living room.

"What? The Kerr Clan dares to not give face to us, the Leon Clan?!"

Although there was some distance between them, Mikhos was so agitated that he spoke rather loudly.

So they could even hear him in this room.

Mitchell and Clementine exchanged glances and then hurried over.

Unlike the speed of their earlier leisure stroll, the two of them soon arrived at the living room.

Seeing Mitchell and Clementine coming over, Mikhos immediately restrained his anger and asked Mitchell warmly,

"Nephew, are you satisfied with your accommodation?"

Mitchell nodded slightly and smiled,

"The accommodation that Cousin arranged for me is excellent. I am very satisfied."

With that said, he paused and asked,

"I thought I heard Uncle getting angry. Did something happen?"

Mikhos was slightly taken aback and then he waved his hand,

"It's nothing. It's just a small matter. Go and rest."

Right then, Mitchell said after some hesitation,

"Uncle, if it's hard to get rare beasts, you don't have to…"

But Mikhos raised his hand and interrupted Mitchell coldly,

"Nephew, there's no need to worry. In Storm City, there is nothing beyond our Leon family. This is no longer a small matter. It concerns our Leon Family's reputation. I want the entire Storm City to know that, the Leon Family is the number one family in Storm City!"