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The place where the ‘long-toothed orc’ appears is the upper reaches of the Danumine Valley.
The place we went with Sisala to raid the
Also, unlike the downstream area, which was practically a wasteland, there was at least a little bit of water flowing upstream, so there were grass and trees.
But although it was a bit more lively, the terrain was much worse here.
“That’s why the bottom is so dry.”
Dojin shook his head as he watched the water being sucked into the crack.
For some reason, the upper reaches of the Danumine Valley were the worst terrain, with some parts sinking, some parts rising, and the ground cracking here and there.
“ha…….”
The thought of hunting 500 long-toothed orcs in a place like this, when there weren’t even a few left, was already gloomy.
How many days would it take? Dojin thought it would be a miracle if it was over in three days.
‘What can I do? If I have to criticize, I have to criticize.’
Dojin made up his mind to finish what he had to do as quickly as possible, but after less than an hour, he sat down and rested.
I crawled up a steep wall about 5 meters high. Then, the ground suddenly caved in again. I had to climb down 7 meters, holding onto a tree trunk.
I was glad that the terrain was somewhat flat, until I saw that the cliffs were 10 meters apart, which made it even more fun to climb the wall while going around the far way.
If you just move, everything is like this, so the physical strength and stamina consumed in moving itself is greater than the difficulty of fighting monsters.
“… I feel like I’m going to throw up.”
It’s like feeling seasick with your feet on the ground, even though you’re not on a boat.
‘I guess I’ll try a little more and if it still doesn’t work, I’ll have to summon an anemone.’
No matter how good the fuel efficiency is, a supercar is still a supercar.
Anemones were more than adequate vehicles for simple transportation.
It would be like moving while leaking mana on the floor.
But, can’t we consider moving on this rough terrain itself as a battle?
Dojin endured a little longer, and when it seemed like it was going to get really tough, he tried to summon Anemone to help him overcome the rough terrain, albeit in a limited way.
But before that.
“Let’s rest a little longer. I’m really going to pass out if I keep doing this.”
I needed more rest.
No matter how high his physical strength stat was, Dojin was a magician.
* * *
While Dojin and Danumine continue to struggle with the terrible terrain upstream.
Outside the valley there was a fairly large group of people gathered.
The leader who led them was the Blood King, a figure with a bad relationship with Dojin.
“Are you sure it came this way?”
After the Haverkan disaster, the Blood King tried with all his might to find Dojin.
Not only did they have a bloodshed guild, they even offered a bounty.
However, finding Dojin was not easy.
There were too many LOST users, and Rostania was vast.
Moreover, during all this, Dojin would wander around places that users had not visited, making it nearly impossible to track him.
‘드디어 찾았다, 이 개새끼.’
In the end, the Blood King had no choice but to change his method of finding Dojin.
Since he was a wizard, he had sent out surveillance personnel to guard Jern with the vague hope that he would come by at any time.
While enduring the long wait, the Blood King suffered from various stress-related illnesses.
They say that when a relative buys land, it’s human nature to feel sick.
However, the Blood King had to hear news of Dojin, who was no different from his enemy, becoming more and more successful, so how could he be in good spirits?
‘Your giggling ends today. From today on, you will become the prey we chase.’
The Blood King gnashed his teeth and made many preparations.
Throw away the image of a fool that you and your bloody guild have acquired.
On the contrary, to plant the image of a squirming prey in that damned bastard Dojin.
Popularity is all about image.
Even though he is currently flying high as a unique magic user, if he starts to go wrong even once, he will quickly fall into the abyss. This is the true nature of the monster called popularity.
‘If I kill him just three times, he’ll be finished.’
The hunt for the bloody guild’s enemies. No, the execution of the burrowers will be edited very nicely and made public.
Then, the Blood Guild will be able to shed its image as a guild of fools and regain its former glory, even if it is notorious.
No, it’s probably more than that.
The prey will benefit from having gained so much weight over the years.
“Guild Leader, shall we go in right now?”
A guild member who spoke to me while I was thinking.
The Blood King answered, his gaze still fixed ahead.
“No, not yet. This hunt must be a sure thing. Our guild alone cannot perfectly form a siege. Contact those bastards. I have found the prey.”
“Are you talking about the side dishes?”
“okay.”
“All right.”
When guild members used the term ‘Jjokbari’, they meant the ‘Ronin’ guild, which was mostly comprised of Japanese people.
They too were gnashing their teeth because their guild members had been slaughtered by Dojin in the past, so they joined hands with Yuhyeol for revenge.
After a while, the guild member reported again.
“They said they’d send an elite strike force within two hours.”
“2 hours?”
The frowning blood king.
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But there was nothing I could do.
It’s not easy to gather guild members scattered here and there in one place.
Even though they had been hanging around the area around Jern, expecting Dojin to appear, just like the Blood Guild, it was inevitable that it would take this much time.
“You little snails. There’s nothing we can do. We’ll block the holes that allow them to enter and exit the valley for now, and wait until the island monkey babies join us, then we’ll start hunting.”
“Yes, I will place the children there right away.”
Nodding, the Blood King felt his heart pounding.
The sadness and anger from the past, as well as the anticipation of the exhilarating revenge that was to come, made his heart beat faster.
‘I have a feeling that today will be the best day of my life.’
The f*cking kid rolls down there and I’m ready to fly up there.
This is a chance to show those idiots who called me a sucker what kind of guild Bloodshed really is and what kind of person the Blood King is.
The Blood King tightened his grip on the sword.
* * *
Finally, those who harbored a grudge against Dojin gathered in one place.
They had thoroughly blocked the path out of the Danumine Valley, each holding their weapons and catching their breath.
“Can we get started right away?”
The Blood King, the leader of the Blood Guild, asked Nobunaga, the leader of the Ronin Guild standing next to him.
Nobunaga nodded, taking the surname of a Sengoku period daimyo as the name of the virtual reality.
“We were ready the moment he pointed his sword at us. We just couldn’t find the enemy we needed to kill.”
“… … .”
The Blood King frowned as he watched Nobunaga speak with a heavy heart, then drew his sword and spoke.
“Then let’s equally select 50 people from each guild to form a siege net.”
“Wouldn’t that greatly reduce the number of slaughter units that can be deployed into the valley?”
“If you add up the number of people mobilized by the two guilds, you and I, it’s 250 people. Even if you exclude 100 of them, the total number is 150. That’s more than enough to hunt down a single wizard. If we just block the escape hole, it won’t be a problem to catch and kill the baby mice in the poison.”
Nobunaga looked thoughtful for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
“Good. Let’s leave the relatively low-level guild members outside and select only the best to form a slaughter unit.”
An agreement was reached between the two guilds, and an operational plan was quickly drawn up.
Although it was an old-fashioned way of thinking, both the Blood King and Nobunaga thought that this was enough.
With 250 people mobilized to catch and kill one person, how could it be difficult?
“Start entry.”
The Blood King began a refreshing revenge drama.
* * *
There were quite a few monsters in Danumine Valley.
There are slime types that represent beginner prey, as well as beasts, and kobolds and goblins are also seen from time to time.
Since there is no water around except in the upper reaches of the valley, all kinds of monsters flock there in search of water, forming a single ecosystem.
The sad thing is that the long-fanged orcs that Dojin had to hunt were only a small fraction of the many monsters.
If the total number of monsters generated in Danumine Valley is 100, then Longfang Orcs account for 2 to 4 of them.
In other words, you had to encounter 100 monsters to fill in just 2 to 4 quest monsters.
“I’m so tired and bored I could die.”
If you’re bored, you should at least make your body comfortable.
This damn valley was a place that dried people’s blood with its terrain.
There was no reason why it was so unpopular, even though it was located near a large city called Jern and had monsters that were perfect for beginners to catch.
“oh!”
Dojin’s eyes, which had been walking with eyes more dull than those of a dead fish, suddenly came to life.
Two orcs were seen quenching their thirst by the gently flowing water.
Not one, but two at the same time!
Dojin, who was very excited, immediately tried to send the two orcs to the afterlife on good terms.
But at that moment.
“Haat!”
Something burst out from the slope behind the oak.
Not one, but three.
Dojin unconsciously and reflexively adjusted his aim.
‘Oh, this is f*cked up.’
Dojin, who confirmed the identity of the thing that had popped out late and realized that it was not a monster but a person, shouted urgently.
“Be careful!”
I warned him as quickly as I could, but unfortunately it was no use. The “Flame Lance” that Dojin fired quickly closed the distance to the target and landed.
It was perfect aim and a clean hit.
‘f*ck.’
Dojin, who suddenly found himself in the position of having to strike someone, felt dizzy as he tried to figure out how to handle the situation.
however.
“uh?”
Something was strange.
‘Why is that kid aiming his bow at me?’
At the same time as the thought, the combat experience accumulated over many years sounded the alarm.
To live.
Dojin’s body was tilted to the left.
Papak.
Two arrows struck the spot where Dojin had been.
Bam.
Dojin rolled over and raised his head, thinking.
‘I don’t know what it is, but I’m glad!’
Meanwhile, the guy who was hit by the flame spear staggered to his feet.
Stand up after being hit by my magic? The blackened man spat out the same thought to Dojin.
“You piece of shit! Today, I’m going to cut off your arms and legs and feed them to the dogs!”
Huh? Where have I seen you?
It looked like an overcooked steak, but the face looked familiar.
‘Oh, you’re that bastard from the scrap mine back then?’
Among the strange guys who were either ronin or vagabonds, he was the one who lived the longest.
Dojin said with a bright smile.
“Hey, nice to meet you. As I live, there are times when I’m glad to see kids come looking for revenge.”
Thank goodness. I thought I was in a hit-and-run accident again.
Yeah, it was nice to meet you. Well, goodbye.
Dojin whispered quietly as he watched the two arrows hanging from the ceiling and the nameless man (Kato) wielding a sword and grumbling.
“anemone.”
