Chapter 263:

Chapter 263:

Fortunately, Otto happened to have a large quantity of ‘the elixir' with him.

Otto usually carried a large amount of ‘the elixir' with him to use as a prank on his comrades.

Whenever someone got a little injured, he would have a tendency to forcefully pour ‘the elixir' down their throats.

Of course, it wasn't just out of malicious intent; he also carried it as a precaution against potential fatal injuries.

Regardless of his intentions, it was sheer luck for Turian that Otto had the potion on hand.

“Move!”

Otto roughly shoved Bagram aside and hurriedly opened his spatial inventory to retrieve a vial of the potion.

At the same time.

*Whoosh!* *Whoosh!*

The deadly iron arrows that had pierced Turian's back a moment ago rained down from above.

“Magic swordsmen! Protect His Majesty!”

Camille shouted.

*Thump!*

The magic swordsmen moved into a circular formation around Otto, spreading out their shields.

*Thunk!* *Bam!*

The iron arrows pounded against the shields.

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“Aack!”

“What... What kind of arrow has such... power... ugh!”

The magic swordsmen were gradually pushed back by the terrifying destructive force contained within the iron arrows.

The power contained in the iron arrows was so immense that even the magic swordsmen of the Kuntachi family struggled to block it with their standard shields.

“I'll help!”

“Guic! Gwiik!”

Qasim and Peng rushed forward.

*Thwack!* *Thunk!*

Peng called forth a pillar of ice.

*Whooosh!* *Bam!* *Baam!*

*Crack!* *Shatter!*

However, the ice pillar created by Peng shattered into pieces not long after.

*Thunk!*

Qasim plunges his Radiant Sword, the most powerful of his four blades, into the ground.

*Crackle!* *Bzzzttt!*

Then, the current emitted from the Sword of Radiance enveloped the barrier created by the magic swordsmen, forming an even more powerful electric field.

Thanks to Qasim's efforts, Otto was able to safely treat Turian, free from the threat of the iron arrow."

“Hold on.”

Otto continued to pour the medicine into Turian's mouth.

“Ch-Chwii..."

Turian, who seemed like he could stop breathing at any moment, barely held onto his life thanks to Otto's emergency treatment.

‘It's 50-50.'

Otto removed the arrow lodged in Turian's back with a feeling of anxiety.

"Kuck! Kuukk!"

Turian coughed up blood once more.

‘Now.'

Otto hurriedly poured the highest-grade potion onto Turian's wound and continued to administer ‘the elixir' into his mouth.1

*Thunk!*

Qasim plunges his Radiant Sword, the most powerful of his four blades, into the ground.

*Crackle!* *Bzzzttt!*

Then, the current emitted from the Sword of Radiance enveloped the barrier created by the magic swordsmen, forming an even more powerful electric field.

Thanks to Qasim's efforts, Otto was able to safely treat Turian, free from the threat of the iron arrow."

“Hold on.”

Otto continued to pour the medicine into Turian's mouth.

“Ch-Chwii..."

Turian, who seemed like he could stop breathing at any moment, barely held onto his life thanks to Otto's emergency treatment.

‘It's 50-50.'

Otto removed the arrow lodged in Turian's back with a feeling of anxiety.

"Kuck! Kuukk!"

Turian coughed up blood once more.

‘Now.'

Otto hurriedly poured the highest-grade potion onto Turian's wound and continued to administer ‘the elixir' into his mouth.1

The effect was obvious.

Turian's chest wound was rapidly regenerating.

*Thud.... Thud....*

Turian's heart that was pierced by the arrow began to beat again, albeit slightly.

This means that the heart has regenerated and is functioning again.

"Chi... k."

But Turian soon lost consciousness.

He avoided immediate death, but he fell into shock due to excessive bleeding.

“We need to get out of here.”

Otto looked back at Bagram.

“At least I've managed to keep him alive, so don't worry about him.”

“C-Chwik! is that really true!”

“Let's go.”

Bagram lifted Turian onto his back.

It was crucial not only to grow the faction one controlled, but also to have many reliable allies.

Such diplomacy was also a move in preparation for the upcoming grand event of a world war.

"Chwik! But I have something to ask! Chwik!"

“What is it?”

“Didn't the Raging Wolf tribe lose their horn this time? Chwik.”

"That's right?" Otto said while looking at Bagram with confusion for asking the question.

"Then isn’t it possible that the Erzsebet Kingdom might not come? Chwik?"

“Oh.”

Otto marveled at Bagram's sudden insight.

The Uruk Wolves controlled by the Horn was a formidable force, accounting for more than thirty percent of the Raging Wolf Clan's overall military strength.

However, with the loss of the horn, the Erzsebet Kingdom might find it burdensome to ally with the Raging Wolf Clan.

Rather than coming all the way to the Uruk Plains only to lose the war, it might be a better choice for them to withdraw cleanly and prepare for the next opportunity.

Bagram had made a valid concern.

He thought that Bathory might withdraw their forces upon hearing this news.

“Ah, that.”

Otto chuckled and patted Bagram's shoulder reassuringly.

“You don't have to worry.”

“Chwik?”

“That's not something we need to worry about, it's the Raging Wolf Clan's problem.”

"Chwik? What do you mean by that?"

“Do you really think the Raging Wolf Clan's Chieftain, Bekyum, will just let Erzsebet Kingdom's messenger reach Bathory?”

“Chwiik?!”

"He’ll probably use his personal guards to take care of it quietly? If word gets to Bathory that they lost the horn, the reinforcements might not come."

“......!”

"Bekyum will do whatever it takes to cover up this fact. So, all we need to do is sit back and watch."

"Ch-Chwik! You’re really wise! Chwik!"

Bagram was amazed at Otto's shrewdness.

Otto hadn't expected him to foresee such far-reaching consequences.

“That's about it.”

Otto replied with a shrug.

"Even if this news reaches Bathory, the chances are fifty-fifty. They might come, or they might not. If they come, we can look for an opportunity and break them down individually. If they don’t come, we just need to crush the Raging Wolf tribe and take control of the Uruk Plains.”

“Ch-Chiik!"

“So let’s wait a few days and see. Take good care of your younger sibling. I’m going to go train.”

Otto said that and then left Bagram's barracks, heading towards the training grounds.

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Otto's prediction was precise.

“We must eliminate the human messengers. Chwiek.

Do you understand?”

“Yes, Chief. Chwiek.”

Bekyum instructed his personal guard to assassinate the messengers from the Kingdom of Erzsebet heading to Bathory.

He feared that the loss of the horn would discourage the Erzsebetan army from coming.

Bekyum was very fortunate.

Coincidentally, because the mutated orc, Orcus, was absent among the warriors of the tribe who received the orders, the mission was carried out exceptionally well.

As a result, the messengers who were supposed to report the theft of the horn never made it out of the Uruk Plains and met with mysterious deaths.

This was because neither allies trusted each other.

As a result, Bathory moved her troops completely unaware of this fact.

As soon as she dealt with the disaster at Crow Canyon, she immediately mobilized her forces and headed for the Uruk Plains.

Meanwhile, the Kingdom of Lota was watching the movements of the Erzsebetan army in real time.

“Hmm! As expected, Your Majesty’s words were correct!”

Qasim nodded with an expression of affirmation.

Qasim was flying on an aerial reconnaissance mission on Otto's orders.

From the skies above, he was monitoring the Erzebetan army in an effort to monitor their movements in real time.

There were two reasons for their move.

First, they had not received news of the horn being stolen.

Or they did receive word of the theft and decided to go to war because of the importance of the Uruk Plains.3

The Kingdom of Lota could not determine the exact reason, but what mattered was that the Erzsebet Kingdom troops had started moving towards the Uruk Plains.

“Let's go.”

Qasim turned to Peng.

“We'll have to report this to His Majesty.”

“Guic! Gwiiik!”

Qasim immediately sprang into action and headed for the Thunderhoof Clan's camp.

Whether they did or not.

*Stomp* *Stomp* *Stomp*

The reorganized Erzsebet forces continued their march toward the Uruk Plains, unaware that their movements were being monitored.

Unaware that it was a deadly trap.

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TL/N:

1. Take note the highest-grade potion has a taste of crush berries(sweet) while the ‘elixir' made from the Dragon Quran is uhhh... sh*t and the highest-grade of it is "raw" unprocessed mixture.

2.

Jelly(Chewable) – Processed Dragon Excrement – Ref to Ch 70

Elixir(Raw form) – Raw Dragon Excrement

3. Uruk Plains officially is a neutral buffer zone maintained and controlled by Orcs, unofficially its an area controlled by the Erzsebet Kingdom by using their hidden card "Orcus" if it gets taken by a force that has hostile intent to them it became a backdoor to their kingdom that an enemy could use.