Chapter 50 (1/2)
Chapter 50 – And Then…
The war ended Chesswood had won, after their reat sacrifices
The funerals for the dead didn't last long because of the hunger of the living
“It is a big deal”
The residents rushed over to the ruined villages Everything they built had turned into ash Edelweiss supported the other villages, but there was a limit to the amount of food and supplies that could be shared
Then afor the war to finish They entered the ruined Chessith daily necessities, food, and building supplies A iven to those who couldn't pay the price
All of thened it The residents who al their lives for their future
Crockta frowned as he asked, ”Derek?”
”Well, yes”
Jeremy replied
Derek was involved in the rebuilding process of the collapsed Chesswood and spread out his influence as a result Now most of the residents of Chessere debtors ed him
Crockta didn't ask anythinghe could do Beyond the good in the world, there was also selfishness and malice If he had to choose, then he would prefer the former over the latter
Derek bought the equipment from the dead users for more than their value
“I see, this is how Derek works”
“Yes He does whatever he wants”
After the situation was settled, Crockta looked for the users who helped Chesswood They didn't explain about the video because they thought Crockta was a NPC They just said that they heard rumors of an honorable orc and cahed
”Thank you for the help Iron”
”No I just did what I had to do”
Iron and Crockta shook hands Iron was very gentle when he wasn't acting like a crazy necromancer His attitude as he shook hands had no error, and even the angle of his line of sight was perfect
This was the person who decimated a clan alone? Crockta felt admiration towards him Iron sent him a mysterious smile and said, ”This is my business card…”
”Yes…?”
”Ah, I made a mistake” He flinched due to his habit of automatically stretched out his hand “Please don’t pay attention to it Huhuhuhu”
“Ah, yes…”
“Crockta, people like us will develop a deeper flavor as time passes, just like wine ripens”
”Yes…?”
“It was great to rapes shi+ning under the sun I want tothe bottle of wine that I saved for the moment when it has the best flavor”
”…T-Thank you”
Iron ran his finger over his eyebrows and then pointed it at the sky
“Adios Ao!”
“Ah, yes… Take care of yourself”
Iron laughed and turned away He never looked back, just waving his hand high in the sky as he left It see Crockta wanted to see hiaze on his from behind
“That mister…?”
”That necro our team if he has such a concept”
”A nice guy”
Another group that helped Chesswood, F4, admired Iron
Crockta greeted thee” At Crockta's words, the warrior Bob eroup
“Honorable orc Crockta, do you see this?”
”Huh?”
Bob held out his sword, the so-called X-Geiger The sas vibrating As Crockta looked closer, Bob was lightly shaking the sith fine wrist snaps
“X-Geiger is crying out in response to your hot soul”
”……?”
What was this?
”Your hot heart has protected this peaceful village froer to lead us here!”
“……!”
“Crockta, er isn't thirsty for water, alcohol, nor the eneer drinks…! Hup…!”
The elf Elia covered Bob's led for a while Instead of theician Joseph stepped forward
“I ae has so to say to you”
“Yes, Great Sage”
“Keep the peace of Middle Earth”
“Middle Ea…rth?”
“You have to destroy the ring…!”
Crockta gave up thinking Then it was Gary's turn The man with dark eyebrows hit Crockta's shoulder It was an intense gaze
“Crockta”
”Yes”
”Be well We will be eneain next time”
Then he dramatically turned around
”……”
Why would they be enemies, what…? Crockta couldn't understand, but they seemed like people who really enjoyed Elder Lord He bowed to express his appreciation
“Aren't they crazy over there…?”
”Yes…”
The Orc Users Brotherhood shook their heads as they watched the scene No aht up in the concept After speaking to F4, Crockta stood in front of the orcs
”……”
”……”
Their eyes h The passionate eye contact between orcs!
Someone hit their thick chest and yelled, ”Bul'tar──────! I'm alive! Brother!”
”Bul'tar──────! Stay alive, Brothers!”
They grabbed each other's hands and slarabbed the hand of one of the orc brothers It was close to a battle of strength
”It was an honorable fight──────!”
“No one can stop the way of the orcs!”
”Victory and glory! If I can't live then I would rather die──────!”
”Bul'tar! An honorable death rather than a subservient life!”
The orcs shouted together