The Indomitable Martial King Chapter 96

“Keuuuuck!”

In the meantime, other orcs attack one after another. Siris easily moved her body and escaped the attack. And she kicked the Orcs in the back with a series of kicks.

Whoa!

Two orcs stumble after being hit in the back. Tila swept their legs with the handle of an axe. The orcs groaned as they fell down.

“Ugh!”

Russ was also moving among the orcs, playing with his sword. Aurors weren’t even used. I just dealt with the orcs with the sheath of my sword and beat them one by one.

Puk puk puk puk!

Even Leppenhardt wasn’t avoiding it.

“Takara!”

“Kratta!”

The spirit of the orcs, full of grit, explodes, and iron hammers and stone axes simultaneously strike Reppenhardt’s solar plexus and back. Reppenhardt grinned and spread his arms wide. The orcs opened their mouths wide at the taste that felt like hitting a piece of iron. No matter how much fighting spirit they had, they seemed unable to hide their astonishment at this sight. Well, the stunt of flicking a blade with your bare body is not something you can see just anywhere.

Just like that, Repenhardt and his party were easily overpowering over twenty orcs. Not to mention Auror users Reppenhardt and Russ, Siris and Tyla are also among the best warriors in the clan. Moreover, since he was under the protection of the powerful priest Silan, there was no way he could be his opponent.

However, regardless of the situation, Leppenhardt and his group were impressed.

“Awesome, orcs.”

Russ frowned as he blocked the orcs’ attacks with his sword sheath. It would have been infuriating for the orcs he was dealing with, but in fact, he was truly impressed by the skills of these orc warriors. At this level, he didn’t seem to be much better than the knights of the Tenness Knights he belonged to. It’s just that the party’s skills were too high, but in fact, they alone seemed like a strong force to fight against quite a few knights.

Leffenhardt said in agreement.

“It’s amazing, it’s amazing. The problem is that the orcs have a serious vulnerability… … .”

It was then. The orcs all shouted in anger.

“Keuuuu!”

“Kaaaa!”

After attacking for a long time without being able to inflict even a single wound, everyone exploded with emotion out of humiliation. It would have been easy to realize the difference in capabilities and retreat, but instead, everyone started swinging their swords, ignoring life. For Orcs who revere warriors, a battle like this where the opponent is considerate of the circumstances is truly an embarrassing situation. Everyone’s eyes were shining with venom.

People who ignore life and death are difficult to deal with, regardless of their skills. Especially when you consider that this side should not be hurt. Siris and Tila’s movements faltered for a moment. Then, suddenly, Reppenhardt raised his arms, bracing his blade with his whole body.

“Sand, flow. Become a dream of the abyss! Mass slip!”

When he sprinkled sand with both hands, the powder spread everywhere and covered the orcs. And for a moment, Russ looked blank.

“Eh?”

Twenty orcs who had been so powerful had fallen all at once. He collapses and immediately falls face down and begins to exhale shallowly. It was the effect of Mass Sleep, a 2-circle wide-area sleep spell cast by Reppenhardt.

Silan muttered in bewilderment.

“No, why does it work so quickly?”

Originally, the sleep spell was not meant to be used this way. It is a spell that secretly causes the opponent to naturally become drowsy without them noticing. You use that in the heat of battle, and it works? At this point, I was suspicious that it was not a 2nd circle spell but some kind of high-level paralysis spell.

“… … “Isn’t sleep a completely useless spell in actual combat?”

Repenhardt made a bitter expression at Cilan’s question.

“This is why the Orcs were pushed back by humans even though they had such strong fighting power.”

Yes. The orcs had a serious lack of magic resistance.

If you are a human and have a certain level of mental power, you can resist the wizard’s mental spells through concentration. However, Orcs were inherently weak in that area. No matter how powerful a warrior he is, he can be fooled by the mental magic of a low-level magician.

“In the old days, wizards were so rare that orcs didn’t have any problems… … .”

In the past, the very existence of magic was extremely rare. Only a very small number of wizards passed down the secret secretly and continued the tradition. However, now that the magic tower has been built and wizards have been officially trained, wizards are not as precious as they used to be. Although they were still rare, their number had increased to the point that at least any nobleman above the level of an earl could have at least one or two wizards in each family.

Over hundreds of years, humans gradually developed magical powers. The Orcs, who lived scattered across tribes, were gradually defeated by the humans who put up magic corps, and their power weakened. And in the current era, most orcs have become slaves.

Cilan tilted his head at Repenhardt’s explanation.

“Then no matter how powerful a warrior is, isn’t he really useless?”

Leffenhardt shook his head.

“Cilan, imagine if you cast a simple mental defense protection spell on them.”

Then Cilan’s expression became strange.

“Uh, definitely… … .”

The spiritual protection spell was not a very difficult spell. If it’s just Silan, you can make a protective talisman that can be maintained for a long time. The orcs’ weaknesses are certainly serious, but they are only a problem for the orcs themselves and can be easily overcome with just a little help from other races.

“Besides, these guys aren’t even warriors.”

Everyone looked surprised by Reppenhardt’s next words. Orcs with such outstanding skills aren’t even warriors?

“The true warriors of the Blue Bear Tribe protect the village, herd sheep and goats, guard food, and hunt attacking monsters. Only orcs who have not yet become warriors roam the wilderness and patrol like this. In doing so, you improve your skills and become qualified as a warrior.”

It may seem contrary to human common sense, but when you think about their lives, it was an understandable story. Russ shook her head.

“This skill… … “You can’t even join the warrior axis?”

Anyway, now that the situation is over, Leffenhardt and his group gather their horses again. The sleeping orcs decided to just leave it like this. These are people who usually wander around the wilderness and fall asleep anywhere. Even if you fall asleep in a place like this for an hour or two, you won’t be in big trouble.

“It’s not a paralysis spell, it’s just a sleep spell, so if a monster appears, you’ll wake up right away. “Everyone has that level of training.”

And Leppenhardt and his party carefully left the scene so as not to wake the orcs. When the sleeping orcs were far enough out of sight, Reppenhardt got back on his horse and looked east.

“If you go this way, you will find the Blue Bear tribe’s campsite. “If it were the right time, I would be there.”

☆ ☆ ☆

Leffenhardt and his party did not make it to the Blue Bear tribe’s spring camp. This was because a group of orcs had already come to meet them before that.

Awww!

The howls of direwolves carrying orcs fill the sky of the grassland. Fighting spirit blooms over the barren land. The horses stamp their feet in fear. While soothing the horses, Leppenhardt and his party quickly got off their horses.

And with a stern face, he looked at the orcs in front of him. Russ unconsciously brought her hand to the hilt of her sword, eliciting a moan from her.

“oh my god… … .”

Looking at them, I realized why I said earlier that the orcs were not warriors. Just by looking at them standing there, I could feel an energy that was on a different level from those of the orcs. Although there were only fifteen in number, each and every one of them was a warrior who radiated a strong spirit.

Between them, a large orc slowly walked out. He was an orc whose entire body was covered in a gray cloak and a hood covering his head, leaving only his two eyes visible.

The orc opened its mouth and shouted loudly.

“This is our land! “Humans cannot come!”

It was a fairly clear common language. While being thrilled by the charisma contained in the voice, Russ suddenly wondered. For some reason, I felt like the tone of my voice was a bit thin.

Reppenhardt took a step forward and raised both hands.

“Souls of noble warriors!”

For a moment, a look of embarrassment appeared on the faces of the Orcs who were exuding death. Their language flowed from the mouth of that uninvited guest. The momentum that seemed like it would attack at any moment soon calmed down. The orcs looked at each other and began to murmur.

Repenhardt smiled inwardly at that sight.

‘also… … .’

When dealing with other races, knowing their language is of great utility. Just by being able to say their own words, half of the hostility subsides. It was not for nothing that Reppenhardt worked so hard to learn the language of a different tribe in his past life. Well, in his previous life, he was such a genius that he learned hard, but rather, if he stayed for about three months, he would automatically be able to speak the language at the level of the locals.

Repenhardt continued shouting in Orcish.

“I came here to become acquainted with you!”

“… … “Friendship?”

The large orc woman, Stella, was embarrassed. In her life, the relationship between orcs and humans was always simple and clear.

When humans appear, they fight. And kill or be killed. That’s it.

A situation in which a human would reach out first is unimaginable. I couldn’t judge the situation in an instant.

She shouted back in the common language.

“Humans are good at deceiving! “I don’t believe it!”

Leffenhardt received a shout in Orcish.

“I know! That’s why we want to show you our trust!”

‘You know?’

Stella looked at the intruder in front of her with an expression of complete incomprehension. There is no hint of hostility in his voice or demeanor. The other person seemed to be speaking the truth. Of course, humans are cunning and cannot be trusted to this extent… … .

“What a trick, human! You… … .”

While shouting in the common language, Stella suddenly burst into laughter. When I thought about it, the situation was funny. That human is speaking fluent orcish, but she, an orc, is answering in human language?

Without speaking, Stella changed the language to Orc.

“I guess you’re saying you came here to meet us?”

“exactly.”

Responding in a calm voice, Reppenhardt stared straight at Stella. He was inwardly pleased as he saw the hostility in the other person’s eyes clearly disappearing.

‘For now, it seems like the conversation worked.’

As it was, there was no way the orcs in this wilderness could have conversations with humans. It is normal to use a knife as soon as you see it. Just like the Orc scouts I met a while ago.

The fact that they were among the best warriors among the Orcs was actually an advantage. Because they were true warriors who were confident in their own strength, they had the luxury of being embarrassed when they saw their opponents speaking Orcish.

Of course, it was just an atmosphere of conversation. The orcs were still wary of Reppenhardt and his group. Even if the atmosphere becomes slightly strange, they are still ready to swing their weapons. Reppenhardt cautiously stepped forward and continued.

“Noble warrior, can you give us a chance to prove your trust?”

Stella’s eyes wavered. No matter how much the Orcs hated humans, they were basically a simple and exciting race. When the opponent appeared like this, it was difficult to blindly arouse hostility.

Above all, doesn’t the person in front of you speak the language of blessing? It was never the duty of a warrior to throw away someone who spoke their language so skillfully and asked so politely without reason.

Stella’s tone softened.

“Tell me. How are they going to prove themselves?”

At the same time, I was curious. By what means can they, the humans, prove their trust to the Orcs themselves?

Reppenhardt opened his mouth with a wide smile.

“A true warrior shines his soul with his sword. A bio that proposes a ritual of good fighting to prove our sincerity.”

The ritual of hotu.

This was originally a common ritual when interacting with orc tribes.

Orcs who worship the strong believe that they can understand each other by competing with each other’s skills. It is believed that by clashing weapons filled with each other’s souls, each other’s souls connect and truly communicate with each other. Therefore, when the Orcs interacted at the tribal level, the warriors of each tribe would share swords with each other to gauge each other’s trust.

A mean person can never become strong!

Therefore, the strong can be trusted!

This is the orcs’ belief. It may seem like a truly ignorant way of thinking to humans, but at least that’s what they believed.

‘the problem is… … I wonder if they will even acknowledge the ritual of fighting against humans… … .’

Feeling nervous, Repenhardt looked at the orcs. The Hotu ritual is a custom of the Orcs, and I wasn’t sure if this would be recognized in relationships with other races… … .

“It’s a hotu ritual!”

“Humans know this great tradition!”

“Godmother! Let’s accept it!”

After all, they were orcs. They are not a species that thinks that deeply in the first place. At Reppenhardt’s suggestion, his expression changes completely, his hostility disappears, and his eyes full of interest begin to shine.

“I know you are being generous when it comes to humans!”

“No problem! “True conversation can only happen when blades clash!”

… … The atmosphere is more exciting than expected. It seemed that the friendliness of the person increased significantly simply because the other person was aware of their traditions. After all, Orcs are not evaluated as simply ignorant for no reason. Siris clicked her tongue.

“… … “It’s all simple!”

“As expected, it’s an orc.”

It was then. Stala raised her right hand. Then the commotion between the orcs completely disappeared. She began to look at Leffenhardt with serious eyes. Reppenhardt swallowed internally. No matter how much the orcs respond, it is of no use if the orc in front of them does not allow it.

Stella said.

“Humans know this great tradition.”

“Because we had a connection.”

Although he was anxious on the inside, Reppenhardt responded calmly. Suddenly, Stella burst into laughter.

“Can I ask your name?”