129. Make the Orcs Great Again!
In the end, it was all over like that. Well, no matter how much Choco or Holy Sword protests, what will they do if the person concerned is fine?
Besides, as a person with a noble personality who cherishes and cares for his master, there is no way I would make that mistake twice. The thing that I was able to encroach on Cream in the first place.
It was largely because that place was a special area where God’s protection did not reach. It’s funny, but my strength found a breakthrough in the trap to catch the hero.
[Well, such an opportunity. It won’t happen twice, but.]
In the first place, I didn’t even know that the protection could be blocked until the Dark Church and the demon contractors came with such a means.
From that point of view, the reason to pursue the Dark Church is one more reason. If only I could get my hands on a means to cut off protection…
Well, it’s just a distant story for now. Although the goal has been set, the immediate purpose is also unclear.
“So, are you following the Dark Church?”
[For now? Well, I should start by looking for traces.]
Although we have been entangled with the Dark Church everywhere we go to the point of being suspicious, if you look closely at the evil organization, it is a kind of secret society. It was not an easy place to find.
Deep forests where humans cannot reach, or the peaks of the Sunset Mountains, forbidden by the continent. In order to track them down, I needed certain information beyond simple luck.
[Come to think of it, isn’t there some information you got from other bases the other day?]
[Ah, that’s right.]
What the holy sword said was something I hadn’t thought of. Books captured from the back of the portrait room. Although, the time to read the contents is limited because it crumbles when touched by divine power.
Cream has already read some of them. If she was smart, wouldn’t she remember the location of other places besides the Dark Textile we visited this time?
“Another place. Too far. Or, Empire, not.”
[Keep, then it can’t be helped.]
But Cream only stirred her head. Sheesh, after all, you can’t eat everything raw. I quickly gave up and started looking for other avenues.
Well, there’s no such thing as a means. If it’s hard to find the target we want with our information, shouldn’t we borrow the power of those with better information? Whether it’s the Adventurer’s Guild or the Viscount of Hair.
[Let’s go back to Hair for now.]
A rural town with nothing special about it other than being closest to the Great Herald, where we embarked on our first monumental adventure.
Cale, the head of the adventurer’s guild there, was a man with whom he could communicate quite well. Besides, if you think about the characteristics of an adventurer’s guild, which is not particularly restricted by region, what is it?
Wouldn’t something come out if you shake it? In addition, the tower, which has hardly been used on the main subject that has been used as a base, needs to be maintained periodically.
“Right. Master, you need to rest!”
“Yes.”
In the first place, no one seemed to be particularly dissatisfied with the original trip, as they wandered around without a destination. Well, it’s decided.
[But what if I can’t find information about the Dark Church?]
[Then what……. I should go to the empire or not.]
[Eh.]
I just hope that the ominous prophecies of the holy sword will go awry. Still, it’s an adventurer’s guild, but don’t you have any clues? Seeing our reaction, Muffin gave a low laugh.
[There is no need to worry too much about the Dark Church.]
[What?]
Her voice, which was usually tired and tired, was weak today, but it was full of energy. It’s not that big of a difference, but considering her usual muffins, she looked quite puzzled.
Muffin was always tired and rarely talked even when awake. Even though she was a little bit like that now, she showed off her excitement.
[Everything is going to flow in the right way…. Even if you don’t have to struggle, you will naturally encounter the Dark Church. Because that’s the fate.]
[What kind of pseudosense are you talking about?]
I lightly dismissed Muffin’s meaningful words. Well, it’s true that we’ve encountered the Dark Cult a surprising number of times, but I’m sure it won’t be this time either.
No matter how much the energy of darkness seeps into the world and the activities of the Dark Church become more active, how wide this world is, will we really run into the Dark Church? I’m skeptical.
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But it actually happened.
What the f*ck.
We were passing a slash-and-burn village in the middle of a forest. A small village built by those who fled from the lord’s harsh rule and set fire to the monster’s realm.
But setting fire to trees is just like the first time you’re cultivating a field, and burning a wooden building that was painstakingly built is too much, even if it’s a slash-and-burn village.
Well, if it were a real slash-and-burn village, people wouldn’t walk around wearing suspicious black robes like that.
[That’s what I think, right?]
[Uhuhu, what did I say?]
Burning houses, strewn corpses. And those in jet-black priestly clothes and a group of orcs who mingle with humans. By the time we captured the slash-and-burn village, it was all too late.
It wasn’t hard to guess what happened. Raid, and massacre. I heard that the remnants of the Dark Church are rampaging, so you’re seeing them here.
“You savage bastard! Can’t you let go of that hand right now? If it’s too late, he’ll get cold to the point where he can’t use it!”
“Chwiiik, I hate it! Human male, tough and tasteless. Young human females are the best!”
It is also surprising that humans and monsters work together, but there was a hardened black scar between the eyebrows of the fluently speaking orc. It is a stigma of darkness that grants human intelligence to monsters.
Just as not all people in the world are kind, adding humanity to a monster doesn’t mean it’s reformed. Cunning added to violence only makes it a trickier monster.
And the horrors that resulted from it were unfolding before our eyes.
[How could you do this…!]
The holy sword, the most righteous among us, was enraged. Even though she was in the scabbard, a radiance rose from her body as it squeezed through her gap. Cream hurriedly reached out and pressed down on her light.
······No, it’s not material, is it possible to press down and hide the light? Fortunately, the other person didn’t seem to notice us because we were watching from a considerable distance.
[Hero! Punish them immediately!]
“Shh.”
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At Cream’s beckoning, the somewhat genuine Holy Sword urged her to take action in a calmer, yet still furious voice than before. I’m sure my eyes are rolling.
To think that the holy sword would ask the hero for something first. After visiting the dungeon, I felt that the Holy Sword’s attitude towards the hero had subtly changed.
[Why?]
“Over there.”
However, Cream refused the request for the holy sword this time as well. Instead of running into the town, where everything had already been burned, she lowered herself, beckoning to the others.
Choco, who was looking at the scene with a calm expression without any inspiration, followed Cream’s gesture and bowed her waist. The shadows of the two girls were buried beneath the overgrown bushes.
I felt a sense of wonder when I sensed the presence around me. Why are you doing that? Everyone is just a kid.
“Ha! For a stupid, savage fellow, it still makes sense.”
“Chwiik, Chwik. Frail human. The merciful Gagulupa will forgive you only this time.”
But no matter how keen your senses are, all you hear is that pitiful conversation. After a dramatic agreement, an orc and a human who decided to share the upper and lower body were shaking hands.
After that, as promised, humans and orcs were seen holding both sides of the body and using dragons to divide the young girl’s corpse in half.
An orc is an orc, but even a human doesn’t seem to be all right, seeing the veins on their bony arms sticking out from between their sleeves, stained black. The two pulled on each other with all their might.
Support Support. Soon, the sound of something like meat being forcibly torn rang out.
[Huh?]
As I watched the skit from Cream’s waist, I let out a dumbfounded sound. Apparently, just a moment ago, they were pulling the corpse’s head and toes with the corpse in between.
But before I knew it, the girl’s corpse was gently lying on the grass far away from them. And those who coveted the corpse held each other’s hands and pulled each other’s arms as if pulling them off.
As a result, both human and orc arms were pulled out simultaneously by the power of each other. Even my senses were deceived, and it was a natural result, as if it had been from the beginning.
[Incantation?]
Martial arts that penetrate reality with one’s own force, magic that changes reality with the permission of the world, and faith that subdues reality by dictating the laws of the superior. And another one.
A sorcery that cuts and distorts reality with different laws alone. No matter how small the opponent is, if it is possible to change local reality, it is a fairly high level among them.
“Quaaagh!”
“What, what is going on!”
At the sound of tearing screams, humanoid monsters that had been burning and looting all over the village came out from everywhere. Among them, there was an orc wearing a jet-black priestly uniform who seemed to be the general.
But when they came out, all they could see was their comrades wailing as they looked at their plucked arms. In a situation where the enemy could not be seen, the captain orc frowned.
“Less? Where is the enemy?”
And then, the moment it appeared, the secret demonic powers reached out once again. My spiritual senses have become extremely sensitive since I noticed what happened just before as the action of witchcraft.
Thanks to that, I was able to see the distorted wave that started from the other side covering the leader orc. A strange wave is once again attempting to distort reality.
In the next moment, the hood of the priestly robe worn by the leader orc came off at will. A small totem protrudes from its bosom and crumbles to ashes, and the power of witchcraft is also invalidated by it.
“It was you!”
And the chief orc turned his head around with his roar. Phew, that’s a surprise I thought you were caught Fortunately, his gaze was directed to a completely different location from where we were hiding.
What’s over there? Wait, I can feel it now. At some point, the empty space that felt as if there was nothing at all shook. Another orc appeared from within.
I don’t feel the traces of darkness like other orcs. Even so, it emitted fluent mental waves, and even used sorcery enough to deceive me. Well, then there is only one answer.
[I wish I could have ended that life as it is.]
“Chuck, no words! I already knew you would come.”
An Orc Shaman, a prophet of the Orcs who presents tribes and civilization to his fellow brutes.
Why is a guy who has a mission for his race, embedded in each gene, hostile to his own people? No, more than that, wasn’t this an event for the Dark Church?
[I was too embarrassed for something like that?]
However, regardless of the audience’s embarrassment, the actors on stage continued their passionate performances. The orc shaman laughed loudly, and the orc priest and his servants drew their weapons.
However, despite the overwhelming difference in numbers, the Orc Shaman’s behavior did not shrink in the slightest. He certainly had a skill to be confident in.
The totem he held was the finest thing I had ever seen from an orc shaman, and the twelve orc heads hanging from his waist were each opening their mouths and uttering silent screams.
[Khehehehe. Well, it doesn’t matter anyway. Garvash. The time has come for you to pay for your sin of selling your people into darkness.]
“Drunk. Funny. Are you talking about your own people with my brother’s head hanging from your waist?”
[He just paid the price for his actions. And Garvash, now it’s your turn.]
“Try it!”
[I will punish my fellow countrymen who have fallen into folly. I, in the name of the nine Gurhash!]
And while the humans of the Dark Church made a strategy in an instant, the two orcs began a bloody battle. I calmly watched the situation and carefully informed Cream.
[Shouldn’t we both kick off and start?]
I tried to run into the Dark Church’s servants, but now I seem to be entangled in the orc’s silver circle. Well, there must be a nasty and interesting story between the two of them.
I’m not really interested unless it’s a mythical event like the resurrection of an evil god. Accepting my will, Cream quietly raised her sword.