The Indomitable Martial King Chapter 104

It was Kalken who wrote a common language so that everyone in Reppenhardt’s group could understand. Everyone’s expressions brightened. Repenhardt smiled and opened his mouth in Orc.

“It is a pleasure, Kalken of the Blue Bear tribe. Now that we are brothers, I have something to say to you… … .”

Kalken suddenly waved his hand to stop Reppenhardt, who was just about to bring up business.

“later.”

“huh?”

Then, looking at the confused Reppenhardt, he grinned, showing his teeth.

“Let’s have a drink first.”

“… … .”

“Since we talked with a knife, shouldn’t we resolve it with alcohol?”

The orcs cheer again when they ask for a drink. Well, the Hotu ritual is a ritual to strengthen relationships between orc tribes, so it is natural that a festival would follow after it ends.

Kalken turned his gaze to the rest of the party. And he shouted loudly in the official language.

“Let’s go home! “There’s a lot of alcohol there!”

The fact that Kalken uses the common language even though he has Repenhardt who understands Orcish language proves that Kalken has a considerate personality despite his appearance. Although he seemed funny to listen to, everyone gathered together and thanked Kalken for his consideration. The orcs also boarded the direwolf and prepared to leave.

A lot of time passed and it was already evening, the twilight sun was falling deep over the wilderness, and the Orcs and Reppenhardt and the others put their heads together and started to leave.

3

A large bonfire was burning, illuminating the dark wilderness. The Blue Bear tribe that welcomed Repenhardt and his party held a meeting festival.

All the orcs sat together in the clearing. Leffenhardt and his party were also among them. Since they are orcs who have no concept of chairs, they just sit down anywhere on the ground, but still, Reppenhardt and the others were treating them like VIPs, laying out animal skins on each seat.

Standing in front of the bonfire, Kalken raises his horn-made goblet and shouts.

“What a joy it is to meet a new brother! “Let’s all raise our glasses and celebrate!”

“Waaah!”

The orcs looked at Repenhardt and his party with eyes full of joy and gave welcoming shouts. Of course, it cannot be denied that from the perspective of the victim, the eyes shining and yelling made it seem as if they were going to be eaten at any moment. Silan and Russ, who did not know Orcish, pouted and awkwardly held their glasses together.

“I know you mean well, but… … .”

“This is so bloody, I’m going to drink it…” … .”

Anyway, it was true that the orcs welcomed the group with sincerity. Even though their compatriots, who had gone out wary of human invasion, strangely brought them with them as brothers, none of the orcs seemed suspicious. There were even Orc scouts among them who had been affected by Repenhardt’s magic, and even they seemed to be convinced. Since the great warriors acknowledged it, of course they also acknowledge it.

‘It really hasn’t changed. I heard that this is why I suffered a lot in the past… … .’

Reppenhardt scratched his cheek, recalling old records. The Orcs’ habit of treating their opponents like brothers when they showed their strength, no matter what race they were, was often exploited by humans. Before humans dominated the continent, there were many cases of being deceived and betrayed by humans.

Thanks to this, for a while, there was a narrow-minded view prevalent among the Orcs that did not recognize warriors other than their own kind as warriors, no matter how strong they were. However, as time passed, most of the orcs were pushed out to remote areas, and now that humans no longer had to use strategies to deal with the orcs, the orcs seemed to have returned to their previous naive state.

‘Should I say it’s good that it has regained its original appearance… … Or should I say it’s bad because I’ve become stupid… … .’

Orcs are strong because they are simple.

There was a time when the Orcs also became cunning as they began to work together in the face of human schemes. But it was rather poisonous to the orcs.

The more cunning the orcs became, the weaker they became. As their thoughts increased, they became afraid of death, and as their distracting thoughts increased, they lost their vision, spirit weapons, and their skills in taming wild beasts. Combined with their excessively weak anti-magic power, they ended up losing their home to humans and falling into slavery.

But now, the orcs of this Blue Bear tribe have undoubtedly maintained the primordial strength of their ancestors.

Suddenly Kalken called out to Reppenhardt.

“sibling! “Take my drink!”

Kalken filled his glass and handed it to Reppenhardt. As a large Kalken, his horn cup was large enough for Silan to wear as a hat.

Reppenhardt was shocked for a moment as he received his drink.

‘Ugh, this is it.’

He had remembered. This spindly liquid made by fermenting sheep milk or horse milk is mainly consumed by orcs. In his previous life, he had already tried drinking it when he was emperor of the Antares Empire.

‘It was truly a very strong and extremely tasteless drink.’

But you can’t frown at the other person’s kindness. Reppenhardt smiled and accepted the glass. In the past, he collapsed after drinking a glass of this and was ridiculed by the orcs… … .

“uh? “Is it delicious?”

As expected, as my body changed, my tastes also seemed to change. In fact, he had experienced all kinds of evil practices under Master Gerard. He is the one who chewed the basilisk meat at Grand Forge and said it was delicious. His sense of taste had been damaged(?) to the point where he felt that almost all foods in the world were delicious.

“Does it fit your mouth? “I was a little worried about whether it would fit in a human’s mouth.”

Kalken looks happy when their drink is praised. Well, seeing as Russ and Cilan have tears in their eyes after taking a sip, it doesn’t seem like it’s particularly suitable for human tastes. Looking at Siris and Tila’s expressions, she seems similar to elves and dwarves.

Kalken looked back at Stella and shouted.

“Aren’t you happy that my brother enjoys our drinking? Wife, bring the whole bottle! “I have to empty the barrel today to make peace with my brother!”

“You’re always looking for an excuse to drink.”

Starla went into the tent with a scolding and came out a moment later with a barrel in each arm. It was a huge barrel of Silan that could be crumpled and still have some left over. Kalken took it, placed one in front of each of them, and spoke to Reppenhardt.

“Let’s drink!”

Then he opens the lid, grabs the entire bottle, and empties it. Kalken, who emptied the entire liquor in one go, tapped his bulging stomach and burped profusely.

“Oops! After all, alcohol tastes better when you drink it whole!”

Siris, Tila, Russ, and Silan simultaneously opened their mouths in shock. I’ve heard a lot that Orcs are ignorant, but I never thought it would be to this extent. No, are you asking people to empty not even a glass but a barrel in one cue?

On the other hand, Reppenhardt had a calm expression.

‘I miss that size.’

There was a time when I lived under my master with a larger size of porridge in my mouth every day. Is this about one barrel?

Recalling memories of Jim Unbreakable, Reppenhardt picked up the keg and took a swig. He holds the liquor bottle for a long time and pours it down with his throat. Surprise spread across the orcs’ faces.

After a while, Reppenhardt emptied the barrel and placed it heavily on the floor. The orcs burst into cheers.

“Oooh!”

“amazing!”

“He truly is a fighter!”

Normally, Orcs who are strong drinkers are stronger and more energetic. Everyone saw Reppenhardt as a very great male and felt even closer to him.

As the night deepened, the festival became more and more ripe.

All the orcs of the Blue Bear tribe, regardless of age or gender, enjoyed drinking and eating meat. The timing was also good. There was plenty to eat, including the turtle lion caught by Tashid and the elder drake meat from Kalken’s harvest. Because they live in the wilderness, the only salt they can find is rock salt, and the only long-term preservation method for oaks is primitive smoking. The habit of emptying out food whenever it becomes available is ingrained in the roots.

Orcs who ate their fill and got drunk to their heart’s content began singing songs in Orcish here and there. It was a traditional song passed down among the Orcs, and its intense rhythm and rough melody boasted the passion of a military song or marching song. Some orcs started fighting to the tune of the song.

“Kaaah! Come on! Come on!”

“I’ll put you down, you bastard!”

Originally, Orcs’ festivals did not have the concept of dancing like other races. Instead, when the orcs start the festival, they eat, drink, and fight to their heart’s content.

“Even at weddings, there is a custom where the bride and groom fight and the winner carries the loser to the bridal room?”

Cilan trembled at Reppenhardt’s explanation.

“Well, that’s a creepy custom.”

As if there was some other reason, Silan was particularly shaking.

The orcs who were not fighting were talking to each other with interest in Leffenhardt and his group. They were mainly orc women. The proverb that when three women come together, dishes break, had amazing versatility, being common to all races.

“Are elves that fat? “It’s amazing that you’re strong like that.”

“That dwarf woman is fat too, right? “How could I become a warrior?”

Seeing the orc women bowing towards them, Siris secretly asked Reppenhardt.

“What do you say?”

And Siris and Tila’s expressions crumpled as they heard they were fat for the first time in their lives. To Orcs, no matter how thin you look on the outside, if your muscles are not visible, you are fat. After hearing the explanation from Reppenhardt, I knew what the standard for Orcs’ ‘fatness’ was… … .

“Wow, I feel strange.”

“Iknow, right.”

When I hear women whose forearms are thicker than their thighs call me fat, I really don’t know what to say. Teela nervously took a swig of her drink and coughed loudly.

Beside him, Silan was perplexed as he looked at the meat piled up in front of him. I don’t know why, but the orc women kept bringing food to him.

“Ah, I’m full now… … .”

“Quetzald! Quetzald!”

Unlike the warriors, they were tribesmen and did not even know the common language, so they continued to speak to Silan in Orc. Still, it’s easy to tell from the hand gesture that it means to eat. Seeing as they keep giving food, it seems like they are showing quite a bit of hospitality. Although embarrassed, Silan was happy.

Of course, I would never have been happy if I had understood what the orcs said.

“That’s a boy.”

“oh my god! “I heard the boy is that skinny?”

“I’m going to die soon?”

“Pity me. “How much self-destruction must he have felt among the warriors?”

Even though he was treated like a poor child who would soon die, Silan just laughed heartily without knowing anything.

“Oh, there. Thank you, but I’m already full. Really. You can stop giving it to me… … Oh my, you’re giving it to me again.”

Meanwhile, Russ was sitting by the campfire, watching the orcs’ festival. Now he could understand what Leffenhardt was saying.

Although the Orcs seemed ignorant, they had emotions and reason. Their ideas about bravery and warriors seem similar to those of knights. In fact, it is quite difficult for a knight to be ignorant, so if he were to drink alcohol in a knightly order, it would not be much different from his current behavior. From Russ’s perspective, it actually touches me more emotionally than when I was a dwarf.

“Hmm, is this what you wanted to say… … .”

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The night of the festival was getting deeper. Suddenly, a small commotion breaks out among the orcs. In a noisy atmosphere, Reppenhardt, who was working on a grand project with Kalken, asked in confusion.

“hmm? “What’s going on?”

“Ah, it looks like the shepherds are back.”

Neither of them showed any signs of being intoxicated after drinking alcohol. Both of them have extremely trained bodies and even use Auras, and they can’t even feel drunk after drinking a lot. Well, it seems like both of them are a bit drunk as their faces are moderately red.

Repenhardt nodded at Kalken’s words, thinking it was true. Thinking it was no big deal, I tried to make a big deal with Kalken again, but there was one unique person among the shepherd orcs who joined the festival. Repenhardt jumped up from his seat when he saw the sturdy orc with green skin compared to everyone else’s dark red skin.

“oh!”

The orc also looked at Reppenhardt and widened his eyes in surprise.

“no? “Aren’t you a benefactor?”

This was his faithful servant in a past life, and the future great warrior of the Orcs, Tashid, whom he guided to his destiny by his own hand in this life. I was already looking for it earlier, but I couldn’t see it, so I was puzzled, but it was there.

Tarsid turns red and runs towards Reppenhardt. Reppenhardt felt longing for that sight. Tashid was no longer a weak, small boy. He was a close friend in my memories, with a stronger physique and a braver expression than anyone else.

“Tashid!”

Delighted, Reppenhardt called his name. Tashid ran towards him and grabbed Reppenhardt’s hand. Tashid said happily.

“You recognize me! Even though a lot has changed… … .”

Tashid met Reppenhardt when he was a young boy before becoming an adult. Even though he has changed tremendously now compared to then, he was extremely happy that his benefactor recognized him.

Reppenhardt was embarrassed as he looked at his favorite Tashid.

“Oh, that’s… … .”

In fact, the Tashid in his memory is rather the original(?). Is there any way you wouldn’t recognize it? But I can’t say that out loud.

Kalken tilted his head as he looked at the two people who were happy to be reunited with the friend from their memories.

“huh? “Do you know each other?”

“I am the benefactor who guided me here, Chief.”

Kalken knew very well how Tashid found them, the Blue Bear tribe.

“Huh! “Is there such a coincidence?”

Kalken looked at Reppenhardt again. Of course, I acknowledged that the other person was trustworthy due to the awareness of hotu, but I realized that I was even more trustworthy due to the Tashid incident. Only then did Kalken become puzzled.

‘But why did someone like this come to visit us?’

Kalken remembered something that should have occurred to him a long time ago, but only now, after he had finished fighting and drinking everything he had to drink. It was truly an exemplary orc-like attitude.

‘Now that I think about it, did your wife notice something earlier?’

Now I think I know what my wife’s eyes are saying. Kalken asked Leffenhardt.