131. The tide is coming
Our meeting with the orc shaman this time was quite an accident. I was just crossing the forest to return to Hair like always, but I just encountered the remnants of the Dark Church.
I didn’t know if Muffin’s statement that I was destined to run into the Dark Church was completely wrong. Well, the person involved is now being dragged to the slaughter site of Choco.
Choco tended to show some courtesy to her senior saintess, but her human manners could not overcome her beastly appetite.
[······Well, that’s okay.]
The important thing right now is not Choco’s fun meal time. I turned my gaze to the nearby orc and sighed once again.
So how do you talk about this? I couldn’t let Cream keep pointing the knife at his arm sore, so he was tied up with ice restraints for now.
As if Gurhachwi also noticed that we weren’t easy opponents, he was carefully watching his eyes without resorting to repair work. Soon, he opened his mouth in a cautious tone.
[At first I was confused and didn’t recognize it, but… Why is the hero in such a place?]
And what he said surprised me too.
[What, how did you know he was a hero?]
No, we didn’t really hide our identities, but our opponents aren’t humans, they’re monsters? However, Gurhachwi seemed more puzzled by my reaction.
[A white-haired human girl. It also carries both a white sword and a black sword… Where else could there be a character as characteristic as this?]
Gurhachwi, who had been going back and forth between short speech and respect, responded with a more calm expression. He also seemed to have finished his simple grasp of the situation.
It’s definitely not an ordinary monster. Intelligence and wisdom that cannot be compared to the Orc Shaman I met last time. Is this the real Shaman who leads the Orc tribe?
Gurhash’s mental waves were resonating not from his totem, but from himself.
“You know me?”
At times like this, Cream, who had always taken a step back, asked Gurhash a question. The orc stared at her for a moment, then slowly nodded her head.
[Yes. You are famous even among ‘us’.]
“Us?”
[Orc・・・・・No, it would be better to call it a monster.]
That sounds a bit odd. Although we are collectively called monsters, each of them is of a different species and has a different ecology. Even if an object with intelligence appears on rare occasions, it is only a very small number when viewed as a whole.
Also, just because you have intelligence doesn’t mean you won’t fight other monsters. It is strange to say that even the same orcs are famous among monsters in an era where they fight each other when tribes are different.
Unlike humans, there will be no interaction between monsters.
[Can I ask what the warrior is doing here?]
I didn’t say anything because I was lost in my thoughts, but Gurhash opened his mouth again. Um, what should i say I was just passing by and caught it because it was annoying? That doesn’t seem too far
“Business? Doesn’t exist. Just, passing, going, way.”
[Uh·······. Then why are you holding on to this lowly shaman?]
However, I was at a loss for what to say because Cream had answered a step ahead of me. Cream, who was blank for a moment at Gurhash’s question, immediately turned her gaze to me.
Thinking about it, I was the one who wanted to kill him first. Ugh, the eyes on me are stinging. I hesitated for a moment, then blushed and screamed.
[Noisy! Die!]
[Haa, we were on our way to investigate the Dark Church. I just ran into Mr. Oak by chance.]
In the end, the holy sword, unable to see my ugliness, opened its mouth. As befits her noble personality, she put a cover on me even though she considered me pathetic and disgusting. Or it was just that the story wasn’t going well.
And Gurhash’s reaction to the Holy Sword’s light words was more dramatic than expected.
[Then we are comrades.]
[Comrade? What are you talking about?]
[I am the body that serves the spirits of the great ancestors of the nine gurvash. I was also chasing the beast that had recently plunged my people into darkness.]
It was the beginning of a typical Epic Quest. In my head, it was as if the lines to be heard later were already playing clearly.
A truly royal road development. A party of warriors accidentally encounters an unusual person passing by, and after hearing an unusual story from him, they dig into the truth.
[They are tricked by people and are talking about themselves as being blessed by God. It’s funny. Even the god who created the monsters didn’t protect them.]
In addition, if you find out the whole story of this incident, it will naturally lead to a bigger incident, and a huge flow of cause and effect that can only be called the guidance of fate will come upon the hero.
Most of the world except for kingdoms and imperial territories pioneered by humans is forest. And the forest is full of unknown threats and monsters that I, who have lived for hundreds of years, still don’t fully understand.
No matter how much we are walking now, it’s a ‘forest’ that is close enough to the city, but it’s too contrived to only encounter threats related to the Dark Church.
[I recently gathered clues by defeating my fellow tribesmen possessed by darkness. And I figured it out. That breast is right…]
I don’t believe in fate. However, it is clear that fate and necessity do exist in this world. The power of the gods, reaching beyond the sky and reaching the universe, caresses the entire planet.
So the reason why we often get involved with the Dark Church is also a certain god or the will of the gods. After coming to that conclusion, I felt very bad.
[So let’s get it right.]
I didn’t intend to let go of an incident that looked interesting in many ways. Then, somehow, it seems to curl up and back away. But my bad mood is a separate issue from that.
Of course, you can’t bring down the heavenly gods and beat them up just because you’re in a bad mood, so you have to relieve your stress in a different way. Having read my thoughts, Cream quietly raised her fist.
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The opponent is also a monster anyway. According to his original personality, he would have just cut his throat and took his soul, but this time he decided to endure it.
This is partly because I don’t like the corrupted shaman’s soul, but besides that, it’s because what he said managed to get my attention.
[Recite.]
[Yes.]
No matter how wise and wise an orc is, his natural nature does not go anywhere. Their disposition to revere power. Once broken, Gurhash became much more docile than when they first met.
Well, deep down you may have other thoughts, but that’s none of my business. Gurhash did not hide it, as if he knew at least that he was interested in what we were going to say.
[As I thought, the Dark Church was the beast. Sometimes humans directly, sometimes through other orc shamans, they spread corruption in the village and manipulated my own people.]
[At least the orcs I saw earlier seemed to move of their own free will.]
[How can you call those who forgot their own ancestors as your own people?]
I don’t really want to discuss your racial identity. As Krim quietly raised his hand, Gur Hasch flinched and changed the subject.
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[······Keuheum, anyway, I was able to realize one thing in the process of tracking down my fellow countrymen possessed by the darkness. They gathered in one place as if they had received a revelation.]
[Gathering? A monster?]
[Yes. That number is already more than a thousand. Besides, when I took a peek, it wasn’t just the orcs in the rendezvous. If you are a warrior, I think you will understand what this means.]
This isn’t good, I frowned. With the exception of higher-ranking species, such as the Orc Shaman, which are born for the purpose of reviving the race, most monsters do not have the concept of kinship.
In other words, as long as they are not from the same tribe or clan, even the same orcs will fight when they run into each other. Not to mention other monsters. As a result, large-scale clusters cannot generally occur.
Even more so if the paper is different. However, although rare, it is not without exception. Sometimes monsters work together to take over human cities. Commonly known as Monster Wave.
[The situation is very unfortunate.]
Was this the purpose of the Dark Church? The condition for a monster wave to occur is the appearance of a large number of intelligent monsters that will be the focal point. And, the Dark Church’s ‘Stigma of Darkness’ is a technique that grants intelligence to monsters.
And the purpose of the Dark Church is the resurrection or return of evil spirits. And the time when the evil spirits return, as Alarcus said, is ‘when darkness fills the world’. That is, now.
When the hero appears, the hero gathers the darkness of the world and declares the devil. And this darkness is the wandering thoughts and grudges of the dead. The more chaotic the world is, the faster it accumulates.
[······Certainly it’s not what I think, right?]
[I think it’s probably right.]
“What, what happened?”
The holy sword that caught the sense to some extent and the choco that didn’t know anything. And even muffins that are still silent. As I looked around, my eyes suddenly landed on Gurhash.
[Wait. But why are you trying to block the wave?]
[Wave······yo?]
[Ah, what the monsters refer to is a bit different. Anyway, your people gathered and invaded a human city.]
Even if you have intelligence, a monster is a monster. Those who cannot receive the protection of any god are of course the three races who receive the protection of the gods. It cannot coexist with ‘people’.
The fate of each other washing with each other’s blood. And the same goes for Gourhash. He’s an orc shaman, and what he wants is the revival of non-human orcs.
[Originally, this is also natural for our species.]
When I moved on to a serious question, Gurhash’s tone changed in an instant. A serious and low-respecting person who abandoned servitude. Perhaps that is the closest to his true self.
I did it once because I didn’t want to look like I was holding weight like that, but I can’t help it. Contrary to my sentiments, Gurhash grabbed the weight and continued.
[Since the wave starts from the hands of a human with God’s protection on its back, I have no choice but to borrow a human hand to stop it.]
Cream just listened to our conversation like a statue, not intervening, but I subconsciously felt her senses sharpen.
In this state, if Gur Hash puts her lies into her mouth, she will be caught by the sharp sense of the cream, and she doesn’t react to her, so I hate to admit it, but it’s the truth.
And, reluctantly, if that’s true, we couldn’t stand still either. Our encounter with the Orcs was on the way to Hair.
If a huge wave occurred, our stronghold would have no choice but to be swept away by the wave.