Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 156
of High Oak (2)
and entered the stone wall, a village made of stone buildings welcomed us.
“Haha! Catch it!”
“You little bastard! If you get caught, you’re a goblin!”
Young high orcs running between houses.
A goblin waddling along with a water jar on its head.
Loud applause and laughter can be heard outside the house, and the noise of preparing weapons and the smell of grilling meat mix in the wind.
In the distance, on a cliff, a two-story stone building that appeared to be the chief’s house was smoking from its chimney.
The scene is not much different from a human village, except that they are larger and their skin color is different.
Lucia muttered as she admired the scenery with curious eyes.
“According to the records of the Holy Knights, High Orcs live in tents… As expected, the literature and reality often seem to be different.”
“It was like that in the old days. But it’s cold when you just pitch a tent. When it’s cold, you lose strength quickly. “We must save our strength for when we fight.”
The High Orc warrior commander received her words.
Even after the remaining warriors dispersed one by one to their quarters, the warrior commander remained by the group’s side to provide guidance.
“That’s fascinating. Can you tell when this changed?”
“Now the warchief has changed it. The Warchief said that the High Orcs are a free-fighting race.”
“A race that fights freely. “The warchief clearly has noble beliefs…no, he is a strong and wonderful person.”
“…okay. “It was like that.”
The warrior commander trailed off. A vague shadow was cast over his thick face.
Of course, that only lasts a moment. He quickly shook his head and continued to lead the way at a brisk pace.
Bjorn and Akasha followed along almost as if they were running, and soon the group arrived in front of a spacious stone house.
The warrior general scratched the top of his head and opened the door to the house. He said.
“This is our guest’s house. You have to wait until the rice is cooked. “There are guests who came first, so be friendly.”
“Who came first?”
“He doesn’t have a lot of muscles, but he’s a smart wizard. “I’ll call you when it’s time to eat!”
The warrior commander left without saying anything.
Dallen slightly raised his eyebrows. Is there someone else who came to this mountainous High Orc village?
“Who would it be?”
“well.”
There are two signs I feel. One of them was half-blurred.
Considering that Dallen’s aura is at a high level both as a warrior and as a wizard, the identity of that vague figure is that he is a man with skills that surpass even that.
Dallon, who naturally put his hands in his belt, strode into the house at the head of the group.
The fact that he came all the way to this valley among the mountains means that both his ability and his purpose are unusual.
It is not yet known whether that purpose will be an obstacle to his journey or not.
To find out, we’ll have to meet face to face first.
Dallen’s thoughts were shattered as he passed through the narrow hallway and entered the living room with a bit of tension.
In a good way, not in a bad way.
“Dallen? “What is going on here?”
The person flipping through a thick library in the living room is none other than the owner of the Elgaia Magic Tower.
A great wizard who achieved great territory and an old man who was on the verge of death but was revived as a member of Dallen’s family.
Because it was Felber Valentino and his student Tommy.
***
A living room filled with hundreds of thick books.
While the group was resting and unwinding from their travels, Dallan shared his current situation after parting ways with Felber.
The steam rising from the coffee cup had already cooled down. Felber, who had been listening to Dallen’s story with shining brown eyes, finally let out a hollow laugh.
“…Hehe, the witch of the vines. It really feels like the end is coming. Enaxagus is said to be an evil spirit who has tempted many people from the beginning… but I didn’t know that even Laphilem and Xun would come to the fore.”
“That’s why I came to the World’s Tooth Mountains.”
“What is that reason?”
“There is a way in the High Orc’s Sanctuary to gain power against Xun’s demon army.”
Dallen said, sipping his half-cold coffee.
The exact destination had not been told to the party yet, but there was no need to keep it a secret even from Felber, a subordinate.
In any case, Felber had a history of peeking into some of Dallen’s past episodes with the power of the Great Realm.
After burning the rest of his life in the fight against the true dragon, he signed a contract with the family, because in the process, he thought of Dallan as a returner.
‘If you say you’re going to the High Orc’s sanctuary, Bjorn will be horrified right away.’
Of course, since the primary goal of making contact with the High Orc tribe was accomplished, it was time to bring up the story.
“Anyway, what’s going on here, old man?”
“It’s me who came for a convalescent visit. There is no place with better water and better air than here! “My thoughts are a little simple, but I still have some kind friends.”
Come to think of it, I heard that after receiving help from herbal medicine in Lvivbach, he traveled around the northern mountains to recuperate.
If you think about it, Bjorn, who delivered the news, also said he heard it from the Galios merchant.
‘The influence of supremacy is growing.’
Following the Philopon Orchard of Lvivach and Elgaia Tower, Volkmar Galios has now expanded his business to include the Holy Knights.
Although Ilshin’s strength was slightly lower, it would not be an exaggeration to call him a hero considering his influence and growth in various places.
Who would have thought that the relationship between being asked to be a top escort to make up for the money wasted at a gambling house would lead to this point.
Like Felber, that too was an unprecedented possibility that had never arisen in the previous episodes.
“In addition, as I continued my research at the foot of this high mountain, I was able to gain some unexpected insights.”
“I was wondering why his appearance had changed, and that was why.”
“Huh, isn’t that the same for you too? When I first met you, you were a mercenary who didn’t know how to cast a spell, but in less than a year you have reached the fully matured 4th rank. “I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes.”
Dallen smiled silently and raised his coffee cup.
Almost a year has already passed since I first set foot in the labyrinth city.
It seems like just yesterday that I was passing through the bronze gate wearing old armor, a hatchet and a sword.
While destroying the cult group and carrying out major requests, including the Holy Knights, he soon reached a position where he could vaguely envision the position of a transcendental person.
‘But it’s still not enough.’
It has risen so high that it is embarrassing to even compare it to the first time.
In all the hundreds of times I’ve seen it on the other side of the monitor, I’ve never gotten stronger as fast as I do now.
Nevertheless, the hierarchy of the transcendent was still out of reach, almost out of reach.
In front of the power of the evil spirit that surpassed even them, they were helpless compared to the beginning.
“…….”
But I don’t give up.
If I was going to hesitate to move forward now, I wouldn’t have chosen this path in the first place.
Wasn’t the opportunity to live as a mercenary who was strong and good at fighting laid in front of him from the moment he opened his eyes in this world?
This is the position that I achieved through my endless efforts to overcome that challenge, overcome countless obstacles, and become stronger.
An unexplored destination that still seems distant.
However, it was clear that they were closer than before.
What we need to do now is to fill the snowy mountains in the vast area with countless possibilities and open the way to the 5th level.
In order to do that, we will have to find hundreds of remnants of the past and discover new possibilities, as we have been doing tirelessly until now.
The corpse to be recovered from the High Orc’s sanctuary had the greatest potential among the remains.
“It seems like you have a lot to think about. “It’s quite possible.”
Felber smiled like a warm grandfather and gently stroked his beard.
“It can’t be easy to overcome hundreds of failures in the face of a powerful evil that seems impossible to resist. You are accomplishing what no other transcendent can do. “If it were me, I would have gone crazy long ago in that infinite bondage.”
“well. “Maybe this really is the last time.”
“okay. Maybe so. So the burden weighing on your shoulders is probably even heavier. But when things get complicated like this, do you know what the most important thing is?”
“…what?”
Dallen scratched his chin and asked back. In front of him, Felber smiled and emptied the remaining coffee in his cup.
And said.
“good people. And good food to share with them.”
Bang bang bang!
“Guests! The food is ready! “Come out!”
The warrior commander’s shout was heard outside the door.
It was time to eat.
***
The group was guided to the chief’s house.
It is the custom of the High Orcs to treat first-time guests to a grand dinner.
When we arrived at the chieftain’s house built on an open cliff after traversing a gentle mountain path, the meal was already perfectly prepared.
The chief, who was sitting in front of the table waiting, got up from his seat as soon as he saw the group and welcomed them with open arms.
“Bobsonnim! Welcome! I am Chief Tarum! “Welcome to the Cliff Valley tribe!”
“Thank you for your hospitality. We…”
“Introduce yourself later! “You have to eat it before it gets cold!”
“…….”
“Come on, sit down! Holy Knight Chinggu!”
Lucia lost her mind for a moment and froze.
Only after Dallen almost lifted her and sat her down did Lucia lower her head with a bright red face.
“It’s a good time. It’s a good time.”
“right! “Eating is a good time!”
“yes. “The chief knows something!”
“Thank you wizard! “He’s smart after all!”
While the archmage, who had completely adapted to the High Orc culture, was chatting with the chieftain, the entire party sat down and the meal began.
The meal was literally a feast.
A variety of food served in dozens of wooden bowls on a wide stone table outdoors.
Although it was basically a meat-centered diet, there were grain and vegetable dishes as well as a tart-like dessert made from fruit.
“it’s good! “Of course rice is the best!”
“Eat a lot, customers!”
“They said that the orc that died after eating a full meal had big muscles!”
The warrior leaders sitting around the table with the thick traditional liquor of the High Orcs quickly ate their food.
Not long after we started eating, there were empty dishes everywhere.
However, there was no need to run out of food. This is because the goblins running around the table took away empty dishes as soon as they were available and put new food on them.
A little distance away, several goblins were roasting a whole pig over a fire.
In the one-room kitchen next to the chieftain’s house, something was constantly being made, rattling.
“These are such great delicacies. “Excuse me, but did you do this yourself?”
Bjorn, who was eating this and that, asked with an admiring look on his face.
The High Orc Chief shook his head vigorously.
“We only hunt! Goblins cook! “Our tribe of goblins is famous for their dexterity!”
“Wow, you’re better than most chefs.”
“Eat a lot! Even dwarfs might grow taller if they eat a lot! “If you have a good mind, you can fight more with less strain!”
“…….”
The dinner lasted for over two hours.
After the sun had set and completely disappeared beyond the mountain peaks.
As the cold wind carrying the energy of the ice caps flowed, countless stars were quivering in the dark blue sky, looking at the ground.
“I guess even the stars are cold.”
A young dragon, less than a few months old, speaks in a calm voice full of childishness.
“Eat well, Chief!”
“I’ll come back next time a new customer comes!”
“Before that, let’s go hunting together!”
When the food on the stone table had been replaced about four times, the warrior commanders also began to return home one by one.
After the noisy green giants left, a gentle silence fell on the stone table.
With only the sound of a crackling bonfire and the noise of dishes being washed in the kitchen playing in the background.
The chief, who was raising a small oak barrel-sized drinking glass, naturally opened his mouth as if an idea had suddenly occurred to him.
“Ingan. Why did you come here?”
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