Chapter 318

In the illusion of smelling the grass of the steppe, Kakula, the leader and chieftain of the orcs, slowly opened his eyes.

He spent the night sitting in front of a magnificently lit bonfire, but his mind was clearer than ever. I could hear the remaining orcs snoring, but it didn’t bother me in the slightest. Throughout Kakula’s long life, this was always the case.

A sign that danger is approaching.

It was a phenomenon that occurred when the instinct that smelled the thickening smell of death and the spirit that noticed the deaths of countless people warned Kakula. A decision like this always had to be made quickly, and the fact that Kakula was still alive meant that the decision was always right.

“Kava. Call the sorcerers.”

Kakula was always confident when making decisions, but this time was an exception. While delivering the pre-arranged order, anxiety and hesitation wriggled inside.

Being a shaman himself, he had no hesitation in accepting the prophecies of the shamans of his tribe, but he was no longer convinced.

However, unlike him, the strong Kava did not show any hesitation at the chief’s command. The shamans who slept together rejoiced even though they knew of their fate. They had the honor of opening the greatest road to the warchief’s future, and were proud to be able to go to the steppes of the sky.

It was really orcish to see him like that he finally had a chance to live a life he thought he would die of old age in disgrace.

As Kakula stood up and headed for the ancient mysteries of the cave, shamans and some orcs followed. The cave wasn’t deep, so it didn’t take long. Beyond the corpses of the dead demons, the shamans spoke in unison behind Kakula standing in front of the ancient mystery.

“Warchief Kakula. In the steppe of the sky, we will sing of your bravery while serving our ancestors.”

Kakula finished his answer by nodding his head while showing his back. As he raised his arms, ancient mysteries began to stir. When something that was neither a word nor a mumble flowed from Kakula’s mouth, the spell was activated and the shamans standing behind him collapsed like a puppet with a thread cut off.

With the spirits of the dead shamans as catalysts, the souls of those belonging to the tribe were shaken. At the same time, Kakula’s hair, though short, shook violently.

“The raid failed.”

Could know. What does the souls of warriors flying from far away mean? The souls, unbounded by time and space, were trembling in fear until the moment they flew to Kakula. They had no complaints about the clan, who fled after their deaths, and were just afraid.

“The warriors are saying. The war god and the war goddess, enraged that they set foot on the land of white soil, took human form to punish them.”

“does not make sense!”

The anger of the Kava and other Orcs was justified, but Kakula could not react like them because he could fully feel the fear and emotions of the spirits. Since he had already died, even though it was a distorted memory due to amplified emotions, the illusory beings shown by dozens of his own people were indeed worthy of being called war gods.

“Beware of Eldumia Ega, who flows like the wind and decapitates, and Ekadrina, who wields steel. Death spreads before the ancient mysteries.”

Warning and foreknowledge of the dead.

While communing with countless souls and borrowing their strength, leaving Kakula’s will, the sentences spoken in the unavoidable phenomenon do not reach Kakula’s ears. His mind was entirely focused on the full use of the ancient mysteries through the power of spirits. Even so, as if there were two vocal chords, Kakula’s mouth kept flowing with unknown words whether it was a spell or something.

“We will step on the land of the Great Steppe...” When

the end of the murmur was finished with a properly completed sentence, blue light spread from the closed mystery, and at the same time, the magic was completed, and longing spread in the eyes of the orcs.

As Visquente said, it must be because of the gate that the royal family, which is moving troops for the purpose of maintaining public order due to an incident at the academy, decided to actively help to this extent. I tried to admire that he had managed to believe it, but the surprise wasn’t over yet.

“They say they’ll send as many as four dragon knights. I wonder if it’s excessive power, but they probably have the purpose of investigating the gate as well. Now, this place is safe.”

“...oh my god.”

it’s really world In fact, sending four flying dragon knights that are no different from those used as royal guards? It was more like dragging an elephant’s foot to step on an ant rather than using a cow knife to catch a chicken.

Even if it was a war between humans, the orcs who had no long-distance checks would not be able to defeat the flying dragon knight even if hundreds of them flocked to them.

“According to the written instructions, a dragon pilot is also sent separately to guide the way.

“Am I?”

“Yes. This is what Princess Messina wants to convey directly.”

Why is the leech princess suddenly appearing there?

Is there really no place where he doesn’t wear it? I know the king has four children, but why do I keep running into him?

I didn’t really like it, but I still believed that I wouldn’t be the one to talk nonsense even in this situation, and at the bottom of the letter I received from Visquente, there was definitely a postscript written towards me.

[I have invited someone close to you, so there should be no inconvenience in movement. If things are sorted out in the future, we will arrange a place to organize compensation for not only this incident but also the series of incidents that preceded it.]

What are you talking about. There is no flying dragon knight among the people I know? Besides, at the end of the day, ‘Let’s talk.’ Since it ended with , it was indeed a leech princess.

Of course, cutting off the devil’s head at the academy was a bit of a big deal, so I can’t deny that I gave the excuse this time... “I unintentionally read

a little bit, but were you familiar with the flying dragon knight? ?”

“No. None of my acquaintances... Ah. Maybe I’m referring to a drake pilot for guidance. I only have one acquaintance.”

Since she is a princess in name and color, she must have at least some information related to Geese, so this guess seems correct. I haven’t seen your face for a while, but is winter really a season for dating?

“Anyway, it’s really fortunate that it’s a good story. It is said that the rider left a long time ago to prepare, so maybe the flying dragon knights will arrive soon.”

“Then I guess I’ll have to go out and wait again to avoid any delay.”

Waiting for people while being blown by the cold wind is a terrible thing, but Visquente got up from her seat with a pleasant smile. And I was not at all happy and unwilling to do so, so I had to leave.

“Anyway, according to the contents of this letter, it seems that I will have to guide the way with the drake pilot, so it is better to go together and wait.”

“That’s also true. Thanks to that, I don’t think I’ll be bored even if my arrival is delayed.”

It was just to be thoroughly less annoying, but Visquente politely bowed his head in response, perhaps considering it as consideration.

Yes, with the four flying dragon knights, the only thing left to really do is sit down and enjoy a picnic. This much can be done.