Although it was a barracks made of leather, its strength and convenience were no less than that of a normal human house.
Softly tanned leather effectively protects against the cold of the grassland and efficiently preserves internal heat. It is also very durable, so most leather barracks can be passed down from generation to generation. Its technological prowess was at a level that human tanners could not dare to match.
Just as dwarves were excellent at handling stone and metal, orcs were more skilled at handling leather than any other race. Not only this leather barracks, but other leatherworking supplies also boast great performance. Steel armor and weapons are of course best made by dwarves, but when it comes to leather armor and other leather products, no one can match the technology of the orcs.
In a huge barracks that was almost like a village, Orcs and human soldiers from Antares were celebrating their victory with drinks and songs.
“Hahaha!”
“Oh oh! Robert! “Have a drink!”
“You too, Utunun!”
Dwarves were second only to dwarves when it came to liking alcohol, but priests were also among them, happily drinking alcohol.
“Priest Dalos! Let’s have a drink!”
“It’s good! “Give me as much as you want!”
The people, who had already become close friends, were enjoying the feeling of victory by sharing friendly camaraderie regardless of race. In it, there were also excited Kalken and Kinjiru, an argument, and Russ and Asreil.
After drinking until his gray skin turned red, he held out his glass to Russ.
“Karuga Russ! You are strong! I respect you! “Take my drink!”
Out of respect for the other person, arguing was using awkward common language. Unlike Kalken, neither he nor Kinzir have yet received the pseudo-translation necklace.
Russ shook his head and expressed his disapproval.
“Hmm, I already drank a lot.”
Hadatum tilted his head.
“Do you hate alcohol?”
“I don’t like it.”
Since Russ doesn’t actually enjoy drinking, he answered honestly.
If a human had received an answer like this, their countenance would have hardened immediately. But Hadatum just nodded.
“Right. Too bad. You don’t know this good thing. But it’s okay because I’m strong.”
Russ smiled.
Orcs are simple, so if you don’t like them, just assume you don’t like them and move on. Don’t do anything ‘over-the-top’, such as thinking that the other person has ignored you. How easy are these people to deal with?
This time, Kinjir asked while holding a large piece of meat.
“Is the meat good?”
“I ate a lot.”
“Then I eat it.”
Crunch!
I chew the meat and drink alcohol again. Asreil held out his glass.
“I like drinking.”
He says he enjoys arguing and pours him a drink. Asleil smiled as he took a sip of his drink.
He was quite surprised at the orcs’ attitude at first. But now everyone has gotten used to it. They do not show respect or pretense like humans do.
As Rail laughed, the other orcs also laughed along. Kinzir said, raising his fist.
“Warrior Asreil. You’re a little weak, but you’re strong. good night!”
And as if he was joking, he punched Asreil in the face. At the moment Asrail flinched, Russ stretched out his hand and naturally blocked his fist.
“You can’t do this to humans, Lord Kinzir.”
“huh? why?”
For a moment, Russ was at a loss for an answer and pondered. How should I explain this to those who do not take things for granted?
At that time, Asrail gave the answer first.
“Humans have high arrogance, so if you do something like this, they consider it an insult.”
Unlike Russ, who was not friendly, Asreil was trying hard to build friendships with the Orcs. This was because she thought it was her natural duty as a knight under Reppenhardt.
As a result, something like this has happened quite a bit. At first, I was angry, but now I got used to it and maintained a calm attitude.
“Oh, I see.”
As expected, Kinzir bowed his head in understanding.
“sorry. Warrior Asreil. I made a mistake.”
Although he is the chief of a tribe, he apologizes immediately when he thinks he has made a mistake. Orcs do not have ‘complex’ thinking, such as worrying that others will look down on them if they admit a mistake.
“it’s okay. “By the way, I have to check the condition of the prisoners, so I will leave for a while.”
Asreil waved his hand and stood up.
Currently, the management of Fetland Army prisoners was entirely his. No matter how he was, he was still a human being, so he couldn’t leave it to the orcs.
Those who ran away were not captured, but even so, the number of prisoners currently captured by the Antares White Army was close to 2,000. After paying the price through forced labor for the time being, they will live as free citizens of a white country.
Even after Asrail left, the rest continued to enjoy the victory atmosphere. We were happily exchanging drinks for a while.
“Ugh?”
Suddenly Kalken raised his right eye.
“what?”
“What is this energy?”
While arguing with Kinzir, Russ also hardened his complexion at the same time. Everyone turned their heads into the darkness on the other side of the barracks.
A faint energy was coming from beyond the grassland far away from the camp. It’s a faint energy, not something strong enough to be felt even from this far away.
Russ frowned. She was a very recognizable aura.
‘Auror ability? ‘Were there any Auror abilities other than us around here?’
Moreover, although it is intense, there is no hostility at all. Does it feel like they are just calling themselves?
I can’t really explain why, but Russ, an Auror user, could instinctively feel that way.
Kalken, Kinzir, and Hadathum seemed to have felt the same way.
“Who is it?”
“Are you calling us?”
Kinjir and Hadatum gazed beyond the darkness, their eyes shining with curiosity. Kalken laughed, showing his buck teeth, and suddenly stood up.
“Let’s go.”
The other orc fighters also grinned and stood up.
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“Let’s do that.”
“A warrior blessed with a fighting spirit is worth meeting.”
They don’t know if they are enemies or allies yet, and they are trying to leave the barracks just because they think they are strong warriors. They really can’t be simple writers.
However, Russ had also been influenced by these people for a long time, and he stood up holding his sword while laughing.
“I’m curious too. let’s go.”
2
The four people left the camp at a leisurely pace. Even though the leaders suddenly left the barracks, none of the orcs were curious or did anything. There are four of those powerful fighters running around, so what danger is there in harming them?
The energy was flowing from Wolf Mountain, a rocky mountain about 1 kilometer away from the camp. Kalken stood at the beginning of Wolf Mountain, the paw of a wolf, and raised his head.
A narrow canyon is revealed between rocky mountains, and a distinct presence is felt in the middle. Kalken drew his great sword and shouted.
“Come out! “The one who called us, the one blessed with a fighting spirit!”
A bright green aura flowed through the great sword and stabbed the air. A radiance cut through the darkness and illuminated all around her.
In the darkness between the canyons, a shadow appeared. A clear voice was heard.
“Are you orcs from the kingdom of Antares?”
“Yes!”
In response to Kalken, the other person appeared.
The identity of the shadow was a beautiful woman with snow-white skin and blue eyes. Her body is clad in shiny, pure white cloth of unknown material, and her limbs are wearing a t-shirt and boots made of animal fur and leather. She doesn’t wear anything like armor, so the curves of her soft body are clearly visible.
Slender limbs, narrow waist, and voluptuous breasts. And a cold and bewitching impression.
Her beauty was so attractive that even Russ, who wasn’t particularly interested in women’s looks, got excited for a moment.
The woman stepped forward and opened her mouth.
“That’s amazing. “I can’t believe Orcs are so good at pronunciation of the common language.”
Russ muttered in surprise as he looked at the woman’s purple hair tied tightly behind her head and the long, pointed ears that were exposed through it.
“Eh, elf?”
I wasn’t surprised that the elf was an Auror user. Inadvertently, Russ shifted his gaze to her beautiful breasts. Even though she knew it was rude, she had no choice but to do it without realizing it.
No, what kind of elf has such voluptuous breasts? It’s clearly an elf, but only the chest is a dwarf. Originally, elves, regardless of gender, had slim bodies and rarely had breasts that large.
Kalken, Kinjir, and Hadatum each looked surprised. Of course, Russ and Nola had slightly different perspectives.
“uh? “It’s an elf.”
“Hoo? Did elves also have fighters?”
“I heard that elves are so fearful that they don’t have many warriors?”
Without a word, the woman approached the four people and pulled a sword from her waist. A sharp rapier without any special decorations, a silver blade aura flowed down the blade, exuding cool energy.
Ugh!
“Ha!”
Suddenly, the elf woman attacked Kalken with a fierce burst of energy!
“Huh!”
As if he had been waiting, Kalken also launched a counterattack, swinging his Blade Auror. He seemed unfazed, as if he knew the other person would naturally come out like this. The silver aura and green aura collided, and a flash of electricity flashed out.
Kwaaaaang!
The aura that hit caused ripples and shook the cliffs of the canyon. Kalken shouted excitedly, pushing away his opponent’s sword.
“This is not enough to break my sword, elf fighter!”
In the battle between Auror and Auror, Kalken had the upper hand. In one fell swoop, the green aura burrows into her woman’s aura, cutting deeply. The woman dodged her somersaults and struck with her sword one after another. Silver Blade Aura rained down like arrows, blocking Kalken’s advance. Feeling regretful, Kalken withdrew his sword and took a defensive stance.
Only then did Russ place his hand on the hilt of the long sword with an urgent expression.
“Was it an enemy?”
Then the woman turned to him and shouted sharply.
“It’s a fight between the two! “Don’t intervene!”
“What, what’s wrong?”
For a moment, Russ was shocked and opened his eyes. She’s red and oily, and she’s the one who attacks herself first and doesn’t intervene?
But in reality, Kinjir and Hadatum had an expression of understanding.
“Ahm, you shouldn’t intervene.”
“It’s a fight between the two.”
“… … “No, is that still okay?”
Don’t you think it’s strange that you don’t know the other person’s identity and they don’t even have a full name?
In response to Russ’ question, Hadatum and Kinjir asked as if they were wondering what was so interesting.
“I guess he was just a passing elf fighter.”
“It’s not a common enough job for Auror users to just come across it… … .”
“Woman, I have no life. “It looks like he just wants to fight.”
“No, you guys may be like that, but I guess elves aren’t that warlike… … .”
Instead of responding, Russ just kept his mouth shut.
When I thought about it, I thought that might be the case. He wasn’t warlike in the first place, so there was no way he could become an Auror user, right? Most elves may not be warlike, but there’s no reason why that beautiful elf girl shouldn’t be either.
Meanwhile, Kalken and the elf woman were happily exchanging swords.
