Episode 110. The sound of burning torches was unusually loud
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Currently, Fort Endeavor is in a state of combat readiness.
Therefore, even though it was late at night, no one was asleep.
Even so, the reason why there is stillness is that it expresses the current tense situation well.
“Ugh thrill!”
As if to break the atmosphere at once, Luna trembled comically.
But no one laughed when they saw it.
‘It’s not thrilling to me, it’s tingling.’
The energy I feel right now is coming from that guy under the castle wall.
‘Oak Road.’
Orcs are coming to be masters.
There’s no such thing as comedy.
But it was too strong a presence to be laughed at.
It was dark, so I couldn’t see it well, but when I increased my eyesight by turning the mana, I could see the body of a giant body with all kinds of tattoos. Compared to its huge body, its muscles weren’t hypertrophied, and it looked like it was packed just right for battle.
“Why the hell did you come?”
“I bet you didn’t come here to attack with that number.”
“No, he’s a Master of Auror. He may have come because he thought he could break it by himself.”
“Even so, I’m glad. Now that we have Luna and Pendragon, we won’t be easily defeated.”
The staff members who came out muttered one word at a time.
well If you look at that energy, wouldn’t Luna be a bit hard?
When I glanced at Luna, she was just looking at the Oak Road with an expectant expression.
-human!
Then an unexpected sound came out of the orc’s mouth.
Orcs speak people?
“oh my god….”
“It’s not enough to be an Aura Master, to say the least!”
I wonder if I was the only one surprised, the surroundings were filled with whispers.
And the words of the Orc Lord that followed made the people inside the fortress immersed in worry.
―In the meantime, it was an attack to give our warriors a full experience of the battlefield. Battle is the Orc’s honor. The souls of dead orcs must have entered the land of eternal battle by now. So now the probation is over.
The Orc Lord raised a huge mace and pointed at us standing on top of the castle wall.
―Before a true declaration of war, I would like to make one suggestion to humans.
Now they even make suggestions.
Dawson, the commanding officer of the fort, just stood still and watched in silence, as if he was going to listen to what he had to offer.
―Is there anyone who would fight an honorable duel with our sons of Vayatra! If you defeat my nine men here in a duel, I will recognize you as a warrior. Also, if there are more victors on that side, I’ll give you a day’s respite before the invasion.
The Orc Lord’s words were arrogant.
However, opinions were divided even among the staff, as if a day’s suspension was a sweet suggestion.
“I openly declared an all-out war. We have to somehow earn a day’s respite and call in reinforcements from another fort.”
“Nonsense! They’re chief level orcs. Among us, you are the only one who can beat a chief level orc one-on-one!”
At first, it was an opinion that was almost sharply confrontational, but in the end, it became an atmosphere of giving up after knowing that there was no power to deal with.
Then Dawson stepped out.
“Tell me honestly. If I were to fight a chieftain level orc, I was confident that I would defeat at least one of them. But what about the other eight orcs?”
At the same time, I secretly turned my gaze to Luna, but Luna was staring into space with an expression that did not know what she was thinking.
The staff also felt his gaze and looked at Luna, but Luna still didn’t pay attention.
“It’s no use. Even if Luna or Pendragon comes out, who the hell are the other seven… ….”
If possible, I want to go easily.
I guess I should ask first.
“What is the name of the Oak Road?”
I stepped on the railing of the castle wall and asked the Oak Road.
Then I heard people in the back gasping for breath.
“What the hell is that author…!”
“Everyone, stop right now and come down!”
Regardless of whether or not, as I stood still looking at the Oak Road, the other person spoke with a timid smile.
―Human, start with your name.
“Barry Sanders.”
-You’re pretty brave. Not like the cowards in the back.
“What is your name? Shall we just call it Oak Road?”
―My name is Al-Gurd. The seventh son of Al-Faion and the 219th descendant of Al-Kaia.
That custom of the orcs is the same.
Of course, it was the first time I heard that directly from an orc in human language.
“Yes Algurd. I’m thinking of putting some weight on what you suggested first.”
-Tell me, Barry Sanders.
“How about a duel with a blacksmith?”
Hearing my suggestion, Al-Gourd thought for a moment.
In the first place, it seemed that he had no regard for breaking through this fort, and was doing these things just for his honor or superstitious beliefs.
Then you’d be happy to accept my offer.
“Sir Sanders, why the hell are you making a big deal out of it! We don’t have the talent to fight a duel.”
Dawson’s son, Fillion, hurriedly approached me and said:
“Don’t you need a day’s grace?”
“That’s obvious, but as I said, isn’t it because the prerequisites can’t be met? We don’t have the talent to deal with the chieftain level orcs!”
At that time, Al-Gurd, who had finished talking with his subordinates in their own language, spoke up.
-good night. After all, our goal is a duel. It doesn’t matter as long as a one-on-one, honorable duel is guaranteed.
“good.”
When I nodded and answered, there was an uproar in the back.
“oh my! What the hell are you going to do… ….”
“We have to shoot them right now. I’d rather surprise the enemy now… ….”
Dawson, who had been watching the situation for a while, strode toward me.
“You cheeky. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“It didn’t stop me from doing that.”
“Heung, I just left it because I thought it would be possible with Luna or Pendragon.”
Then Luna intervened.
“Are you going to do it, friend?”
“Yes, I brought it up, so I have to finish it.”
“Last time, only my friends did all the fun stuff! Should I just watch again?”
“I will yield the Oak Road to Luna.”
“hmm…okay. Then I’ll catch the Orc Lord. I’ll catch it right away and imprint it with a fresh soul.”
“thank you.”
The expressions on the faces of the people listening to our conversation were spectacle.
I wouldn’t believe it for them.
I heard that I would deal with chief level orcs alone.
“Am I not hearing that wrong? Are you going to deal with it alone?”
“Yes, don’t worry too much. In any event, even if I lose, Luna will step in.”
After I said that, I fell down, catching the eyes of the people gathered on the wall.
“omg!”
I heard someone startle, but I landed lightly.
The experience of falling from a high place was already common in the Krates Mountains.
As he crossed the moat filled with corpses and approached the orcs, an aura that gradually grew stronger bound his body.
‘They sang the honor and honor song and then did the same thing.’
Al-Gourd was radiating momentum.
That tingling energy seemed to be focused only on me, but I didn’t want to appear belittled, so I walked away with a nonchalant expression.
In fact, it only frowned, but not enough to restrain my body.
‘Chief level Orc? If it were an ordinary knight, his head would have been blown off like opening a bottle cap.’
But I wasn’t afraid.
Their skills that they have already experienced in the game.
If it was me now, I could have won enough.
‘He’s the perfect match for me right now. It will be a good experience value.’
There were two reasons why I decided to go.
One is the growth of swordsmanship proficiency and mana.
The more he went through actual combat, the more explosively his skill level and amount of mana grew.
The second reason was the suppression of the initiative.
In the end, my goal is to annihilate the orc army to enter the great forest.
Even for him, it was necessary to break the momentum of the enemies.
And there was nothing better than beheading the enemy generals in Iljito to break that momentum.
‘War is a battle of momentum after all.’
The difference in morale goes beyond the difference in numbers.
Numerous war stories have already proven this.
I actually experienced it at the Vayatra Fortress.
I raised my sword and pointed at the orcs.
“Let’s begin. Who will do it first.”
* * *
On the walls of Fort Endeavor, not only commander-level figures, but also soldiers in combat readiness were all gathered.
Their eyes were only directed at the unidentified prosecutor who introduced himself as Barry Sanders.
“Still, since there’s one, it must have been like that, right?”
One of the staff spoke quietly to Fillion.
However, Fillion, who had dealt with the Orc chieftain through his war experience, was skeptical of the staff’s words.
‘The fighting power of a chieftain-level orc is not at a level you can easily see. Because only the strongest among the Orc Warriors who can handle Auras can become chieftains.’
Even an Orc Warrior was difficult for an ordinary knight to handle.
In addition to their tremendous physical condition, the warriors who even used auras naturally overwhelmed the knights.
If there is one thing that humans have an advantage, it is swordsmanship.
When it came to the art of handling weapons, humans were ahead of them, so they were able to compete a little.
‘But even that is meaningless in front of the chieftain.’
Among countless Orc Warriors, only one can become a Chief.
Its power was evident even without words.
Still, the reason people didn’t stop Barry Sanders was because they believed in Luna Pendragon.
Even if that swordsman loses, since it is a duel held in a grand match, if Luna steps forward, there is a chance of winning.
‘And your father is there too. If it’s my father, I’ll be able to win at least one.’
While I was lost in thought, the duel suddenly began.
Quaang!
The chieftain’s strength was terrifying.
There was a roar that was hard to believe from swinging a weapon.
“iced coffee….”
In front of that tremendous power, Barry Sanders shook like a bupyeongcho.
The people watching started to make frustrated faces with the mind that it was already wrong.
‘As expected, there is no such thing as a person who shouts loudly. But the duel has already begun. We still have Luna Pendragon, so there’s no need to despair… ….’
Then Dawson, who had been quietly watching, murmured.
“You won.”
“yes? what is that… ….”
“Can’t you see? The way I smile.”
At Dawson’s words, all those who could use mana increased their eyesight.
And they could see right away.
Even though he couldn’t see the lower official because he was covered by the mask, he could see Barry Sanders’ eyes drawing a half moon.
Push!
―Kuh?
Barry Sanders’ old-looking sword, which seemed like he was just about to get hit, swept past the orc chief at an invisible speed.
At the same time, a light mist of blood broke out and red flowers bloomed all over the chieftain’s body.
The chieftain coughed up blood without even realizing when he had been hurt.
-Kahak!
The orc chief realized that he was dying, even though it was a shallow wound.
I tried to look at the other person with questioning eyes, but what came back was a sword blade overflowing with black auras.
Awesome!
The sound of cutting water resounded quietly, and the people on the top of the wall watched the process with an expression of astonishment.
“What the hell is that…?”
“What happened? Why did you suddenly win! Isn’t the opponent an orc chieftain?”
“It’s nonsense. You beat the Orc chief so lightly?”
Leaving behind the reactions of those people, Barry Sanders or Adrias Cromwell swung his sword at the orcs with a ferocious smile.
“next.”
