Every time Eldmia swung her sword, the orcs were swept away like autumn leaves!

Nothing good happened in the same situation. Unlike when stirring Envelde’s mansion, there was not enough magic to put on the sword, and Orcs were the ones who competed with their fucking muscle mass and mass, so it was useless to use a lot of strength to push or fly. It’s not like they’re going to die.

Besides, there are too many heads. In this case, the only thing you can count on is technology and knowledge.

“Kkuiik!! Why!! It’s not right!!”

Orcs are at a level that even adventurers without an aura can catch. Therefore, there was no reason to pour the reinforcement through magic on the body indefinitely. All you need is a sharp sense of humor and enough endurance to endure the battle with many. The rest rely on skills etched into their bodies through years of training.

And my efforts so far never betray me. It may not be flashy or cool, but the orcs who ran after me were surely killed with a single blow.

I don’t even need to block or receive the ax that is honestly swung to split the top of my head. The confusion of the orcs increased as the five of them became good in an instant with a simple counterattack by slashing the attacking orc’s neck, avoiding it by moving their upper body at most, one step at a time.

“Kkuik! This is strange! It doesn’t fit!”

“Kwuik! It’s a sorcerer! Yinggan practices magic!”

An ax that is only wielded ignorantly is embarrassing to compare even to academy cadets. In the first place, it would be unreasonable to expect more skills from Orcs, who must have lived at the crossroads of massacre or being killed. Unless they have some prestige and status within the tribe, they are nothing more than strong idiots.

In a way, it was easier to deal with than beasts. Because they have one thing in common: they always wield an axe. It might be harder to deal with two wolves at the same time than an orc who doesn’t look at the liver and doesn’t hesitate and rushes straight ahead and wields an axe.

Just dodging and aiming for vital points would instantly give birth to good orcs. Ten or so times, the soon-to-be-good orcs started to panic and screamed.

“Kwuiik! Strong! A strong warrior has appeared!!”

At that cry, some orcs who were still only interested in the battle line focused on me with their eyes wide open.

The body is now in a situation where it feels as if it is about to fly around after warming up. Unlike the nervous orcs, there was no hindrance to my movements, so I wiped the blood off my sword with a confident smile.

“Hey, stone-headed bastards.”

“What?”

“Cry out that Eldmia Ega has appeared.”

It’s planned to annihilate them all, but it wouldn’t be bad to remain in fear of the orcs who luckily

survived

.

Seeing the orc screaming fiercely and brandishing an axe, Ekatrina couldn’t help but burst into laughter. Even if the orcs were weak, it wasn’t because they were so engrossed that they didn’t even notice that most of the orcs had knives stuck in the back of their heads to fight her, as Eldmia expected.

It was just because seeing those orcs shouting their names kept reminding them of Eldmia, and they couldn’t match.

The guys who rushed forward shouted their names without fail, and even though I noticed that it was the same as the custom of the orcs, it seemed funny that they kept imitating Eldmia. It was a deadly mental attack that made the weaker-looking Orc lose strength, but even when she wielded it in that state, her gigantic weapon was threatening.

The orc, who had been holding on with all his might, fell headfirst and fell on the back of the head as if not resisting. The force was so strong that her upper body was locked in and her legs were floating up to Ekaterina’s waist.

Some even rubbed their eyes in disbelief that she had created such a scene with only the strength of her arms and upper body, but the person in question calmly walked towards the fallen orc’s head and lifted her leg.

“That’s why you have to use weapons that match your level. Isn’t that meager ax perfect for you guys?”

“Kwyiyiyi!!”

– Kwajik!

Some of the orcs trembled and even let go of the ax at the sight of the orc’s skull, which could block even halfway swings of the sword, being trampled and smashed by the iron plated combat boots. However, Ekatrina pulled out her leg, as if she hadn’t felt much inspiration, and kicked the hilt of the war hammer right away, straightening the fallen giant bottle. Her hand gripped the hilt and the War Hammer moved lightly as if it were a clothesline, resting on her shoulder again.

“What are you doing? Cowards. Aren’t you fighting?”

At that moment, the orcs became really cowardly.

No one dared to approach Ekatrina. Rather, some of them rushed at other adventurers as if they only needed to get away from her and started fighting. Ekaterina, who had been calm, was quite

taken aback. Huh? Did this frighten you too much

? Run away...”

The moment some orcs were about to run away, an incomprehensible cry came from behind them.

“The Eldumia Ega appeared! Eldumikkuiik!”

“Kwak? Eldu?”

At the desperate cry of their own people that something they had never heard of before orcs had appeared, humans tilted their heads at the question of why those pigs were shouting the name of Eldmia. ‘ cried one orc.

“Something’s wrong! It’s a war god! We must have bought the war god’s wrath! It’s a war god going to Eldumia!”

Since the cry was in Orc language, no one could understand it, but the Orcs who were confronting Ekatrina understood it of course, and they had no choice but to answer dumbly

. Is that war god-like human here?”

“What?”

The dazed orc who fled forward saw Ekatrina confronting her kin and saw the corpses of her kin lying in front of

her .

The Goddess of War and the God of War were enraged!! It is clear that we have come to this cursed land of white earth and are raging in human form!!”

If the humans understood it, it would have been a leap of laughter, but from their point of view, it was such a genius and reasonable conclusion that they doubted whether the frightened orc was actually a shaman.

In the end, the entire group of Orcs who agreed on that conclusion began to go mad with a pig-picking sound in unison in the contagious despair.