Praise the Orc! Chapter 32:
Chapter 32 – Plains Rescue (3)
Gilliam and Puri began hunting the triters .
Yesterday, they seemed to have become drunk from the alcohol drifting on the wind and had a misunderstanding for a while . The orc and the elf were ordinary people . Gilliam and Pri split the alcohol and the triter meat with them all night .
The elf, whom they thought was a psychopath killer, was just a user on a quest; while the orc, who couldn’t speak, was an NPC hunting triters to enter Arnin . An orc building his reputation to enter Arnin was unheard of and also seemed dangerous . But unlike his menacing appearance, the orc was actually kind .
“Ack!”
The triters were formidable monsters, so there were times when dangerous situations were created . Every single time, the orc saved them . The orc warrior covered in tattoos looked exciting and dynamic, even when hunting triters .
“Orc, thank you . ”
The orc smiled and raised his thumb . The characteristic of the orc was that he used his thumb very well in lieu of his voice . When it was good, he expressed his emotions with a thumbs up . When he was angry due to the triters, he would announce his revenge with a thumbs down .
Gilliam also raised his thumb .
“I will do a thumbs up as well . ”
Once it was daytime, other users and NPCs started to appear on the plains . The job to build reputation in Arnin was well known, so even beginners often tried it out .
“Dwarf, what is that orc?” A gnome user that was hunting triters in the area asked .
Gnomes were similar to dwarves, but they had a low number of users like the orcs . Their magic power and dexterity were excellent . Since orcs were normally an unplayable species, gnomes were the first to say that they had the fewest number of users .
“He is…”
What should he explain? Gilliam worried about it before replying . “A good orc . ”
“Huh? Isn’t a good orc a dead orc?”
“What do you mean? Please be careful what you say . ”
“Huh?”
There was a common misperception of orcs . Most people though that they were rough and ignorant creatures . That they were difficult enemies that yielded great rewards once killed .
Gilliam had thought so as well . But this orc was different . After the sun went up, the orc kept on raising his thumb . The thumb didn’t rest, meaning he helped others without hesitation . It didn’t matter what species they were .
“You will soon come to understand my words . ”
“……?”
Enyanis, the administrator of the Arnin Plains, saw all of this occur .
“Hoh, that orc, he is quite good . ”
Enyanis’s task was to control the number of triters and to keep the forest from shrinking . Reputation meant awareness among the elves, and Enyani’s reputation also increased when he reported about the work on the plains .
As the administrator, Enyanis watched every battle on the plains . The triters were tough monsters, so the plains were always at risk . But after the emergence of the orc, casualties fell sharply .
“I need to watch . ”
However, the orc Crockta just repeated the work with a blank head while receiving the attention of the surrounding people . It was boring . It took time to kill one triter . In addition, if a user got in trouble, then he would rush over to the triter, regardless of the amount of reputation .
He couldn’t ignore the warrior’s oath . A warrior protects the powerless!
Crockta saved another user’s life . As soon as a triter was about to trample on the gnome, it was head-butted by Crockta .
“……!”
The gnome looked at him with surprised eyes . Crockta wanted to shout, but Elwina’s Silence magic still hindered him . That awful woman .
“Huu . ”
It was annoying not being able to talk . Instead of speaking 100 words, Crockta just raised his thumb .
“……!”
The gnome’s eyes changed . The gnome seemed spellbound as he followed in raising his thumb .
Crockta nodded . The people of the plains seemed to strangely follow his thumb gesture . Crockta was going back to fighting the triters when an elf caught his attention . It was Yurin, whom he hunted with yesterday and drank alcohol with all night . For some reason, he felt shy and turned his body .
By the way, the outskirts of the plains suddenly became loud .
“……?”
Crockta took a breath after finishing off a triter and looked over . A group of humans was entering the plains . All of them were beginners except for the leader, who was wearing expensive metal armor . It was the equipment of a high level user .
It seemed like he was helping out his friends with their reputation work . However, he had a pompous expression on his face .
“Hey, there are a lot of people . You don’t know how I struggled to raise my reputation . Now everything is written on the website . This is much better, it is great . Wait comfortably . ”
Then he showed off the power of his sword as he cast a skill . An active skill . A sharp force flew from the sword towards a triter . The triter collapsed as blood was spilled . Finally, the man approached and finished it off .
“Brother, nice . ”
“The best . ”
The party praised the man . The man’s shoulder raised . He looked around the plains like it was nothing . However, he then notice an orc . He doubted his eyes .
“…An orc?”
He looked again and saw the orc . His eyes changed . The plains were filled with triters and one orc . It was easy if there wasn’t a group . He didn’t know how the orc appeared here, but the orc was his target .
It was a target that could make him stand out more than the triter . The man glanced over at a pretty female user in the party .
“Wait and watch . I will catch it quickly . ”
He immediately approached the orc . Crockta felt his presence, but didn’t pay attention since he was a human . He was walking to find another triter . Suddenly, there were a cool sensation on his back . It felt like all the hairs on his body rose .
Crockta instinctively leaned down . The blade passed through the air .
Crockta turned around . A high level user with a sword was approaching Crockta . Crockta wanted to shout and ask what he was doing, but Elwina’s silence still tormented him . He felt like he would die of frustration .
Crockta stretched out both hands and protested with gestures .
“What are you doing over there?” The other users asked instead of Crockta .
The man shrugged . “Hunting an orc . ”
“That orc is working to build his reputation, so leave him alone . He is a good orc . ”
“A good orc?”
The man burst out laughing . “Don’t say something so strange . I will take care of it . Do I need your permission to grab a mob?”
“That orc isn’t a mob…”
“Whatever . If you step in, then you will get hurt . ”
Then the man attacked Crockta again .
“Eh? What is that?”
“That, that!”
“Uhuh…!”
The users on the plains groaned at the scene .
“Uwah (Bul’tar)!”
Crockta raised his greatsword and responded . This man was different from the other users . His attitude was arrogant, but he definitely had good fighting skills . Fast and strong . His level was high . Crockta blocked the sword and stepped back .
The man laughed and successively attacked Crockta . It was an opponent who was impervious to an orc’s strength . Every single attack was heavy .
“This is the end of the orc . ”
The man pushed strongly at Crockta . Crockta was pushed back .
“You only have strength . You can’t do anything if you meet a stronger person!”
He leapt at Crockta . Crockta hurriedly blocked it with the greatsword, but there was a strong shock . He had completely lost the initiative .
The man’s offensive continued . Every time Crockta defended against an attack, he was pushed back . There was another strike as soon as he restored his posture, forcing Crockta on the defensive . Crockta had to change the rhythm but he couldn’t see any gaps .
While retreating, his foot was caught on the corpse of a triter . Crockta’s legs got tangled up for a moment . The man didn’t miss this chance and rushed forward . He used an active skill . There was a smile on the man’s face as he aimed his attack towards the fallen Crockta .
Then an arrow flew through the air .
Kwang!
The arrow containing magic power hit the man’s plate armour and exploded, causing the man to bounce back . He rolled on the ground and then stood up .
He shouted angrily . ”What is this?”
“What are you doing?” The elf Yurin asked . “Why did you attack him?”
“I am just catching a mob so why is everyone interfering?”
“He isn’t a mob . ”
“If he isn’t a mob, then what is he?”
“What is an NPC? Are all NPCs mobs?”
“An orc is a mob . Aish, all of the people here are crazy . ”
“Ha . Is that all you have to say? This uncle, I will stop you . ”
“I should be the one saying that, old lady . ”
“Really?”
The two people had a stand-off .
“In any case, if I continue to attack, then you won’t be able to handle it . ”
Yurin aimed her arrow . The man laughed . The elf wasn’t high-level so she wasn’t much of an opponent . It would be hard if she fought together with the orc, but he was confident in his eventual victory .
At that moment, Crockta stepped forward .
He held out a hand towards Yurin . Yurin was able to understand his expression after fighting with him, drinking alcohol all night and communicating together . He was telling her to stay in the background .
Crockta’s gaze turned towards the man with an intense gaze . He lifted his greatsword while staring at the man .
Let’s do this until the end .
Then Crockta placed the greatsword on his shoulder and raised his hand towards the man .
Come .
No one could fail to understand the meaning . The man grinned and lifted his sword .
“Arrogant orc . ”
Crockta took a more careful posture . The man was the arrogant one . Crockta’s whole body entered the combat posture . He didn’t miss any of the opponent’s slight movements . Power boiled up inside him .
[Indomitable Fighting Spirit (Rare) has been used . ]
[Tattoos of Honor (Rare) has been used . ]
The greatsword, Ogre Slayer, seemed to cry out . The grip felt right in his hands . Even the wind blowing past his nose felt right . The opponent was stronger but that was fine . This much power was enough to defeat the enemy .
The tactics of the orc Crockta was to trample the enemy with strong force, but Raven’s speciality was destroying stronger enemies with less power .
“If you wish to die, then I will kill you!”
The man rushed in . His party was rooting for the man .
“Brother! Fighting!”
“Brother, you can win!”
The man cast an active skill as a reply . It flew from his sword . Crockta rolled against the ground and avoided it .
Rattle!
The large rock behind Crockta exploded . It was a technique powerful enough to leave a scar on the hard rock . However, there was a cooldown on active skills . It would be fine for Crockta not to worry about it temporarily .
“Cool!”
The man smiled as he heard the female user’s voice . The man wasn’t completely immersed in the fight . He needed to always keep an eye on the opponent .
Crockta confronted the man . He saw the moment that the man looked away .
Crockta instantly kicked the ground . Dust rose and covered the man’s vision . He quickly moved back .
“Cough, spit!”
The greatsword flew through the dust . The man hurriedly blocked it . His head had almost been cut off .
The man’s posture was unstable and Crockta used that gap to kick him in the abdomen . The man didn’t receive much damage due to his armor, but his body was pushed away . He wiped the grit off his face .
“Fuc…”
As the man cursed and rushed forward, Crockta threw the dirt again .
“You asshole!”
The man shook his head and retreated . He looked everywhere . He was cautious because of the previous actions . But the enemy had already disappeared into the dust storm .
The weakness was completely grasped .
Crockta ran forward . The man discovered the approaching opponent and moved his body accordingly, barely avoiding the attack . Crockta turned and faced the man again . Crockta kicked at the ground with his feet .
The man couldn’t help flinching back . Crockta didn’t miss that moment and swung his greatsword . The man’s reaction was a beat too late . The man tried to block it but Crockta’s greatsword struck the outside of the man’s arm .
The armor crumpled and the blade became stuck in the man’s arm .
“Cough!”
The man stabbed out with the sword in his other hand, but Crockta had already withdrawn . Crockta couldn’t give time for the enemy to recover . He kicked the ground . Dust scattered once again towards the man who was wounded . The man spat out in disgust .
“Fuck, you **** bastard!”
He hurriedly stepped back . Crockta pursued him . The man desperately tried to open his eyes, but dirt was flowing down his eyelids . Grit stabbed at his corneas . The man reflexively blinked . Tears appeared in his eyes .
As his vision blurred, the orc’s greatsword could be seen . He raised his sword but his wounded right arm was slow . Crockta’s greatsword stabbed through the armour into the man’s stomach .
The man kneeled down .
“Kuheooh…!”
Blood poured out . It was a situation where he couldn’t fight anymore . The victor was decided . All those watching the fight exclaimed from the shock .
Crockta raised his greatsword . It was on the verge of falling towards the man’s neck .
“S-Stop…”
The man shook as he looked up at Crockta .
“Don’t kill…”
He raised both hands and threw away his sword . The equipment he was wearing, including the armor, were extremely expensive . The aftereffects of death could be recovered after some time, but the equipment he went into debt to purchase couldn’t .
He couldn’t let this orc or the other users on the plains have them .
He was no longer concerned with the party watching behind him . The man still hadn’t repaid all the interest yet . Through these items, he was going to become stronger and become a user who turned Elder Lord into a business .
It would be an enormous loss if he lost the Essence rated armour that he had purchased with much difficulty . If he lost the rest of the equipment, including the sword, he would fall into **** .
“Please…”
The man begged . Crockta looked at him quietly .
Then someone said, “Kill him . ”
It was Yurin .
Within a short period of time, the users quietly watching the scene started to call out .
“Orc, kill him!”
“Don’t let that guy survive!”
“Kill!”
They were all users who had been helped by Crockta . The voices soon increased . They were like the audience in the Colosseum clamoring for the loser’s death . Crockta looked at them and then he looked down at the man begging for mercy .
Fear and horror were displayed in the man’s eyes .
“……”
Crockta lowered his greatsword .
The watching Yurin said, “He tried to kill you first . You heard what he said, if this guy had won, then he absolutely would’ve never spared you . Make him pay the price!”
All the spectators, including the users, nodded at Yurin’s words .
“He is a user, a person who is cursed by the stars . He will rise again!”
“He will just receive a penalty if he is killed!”
“He has to learn that if he strikes first, he might die . ”
“Kill him!”
However, Crockta shook his head . It was to indicate that he wouldn’t kill the man .
“Why?”
Yurin asked like it was ridiculous . The orc warrior she encountered was kind but not weak-minded . She couldn’t understand it .
“……”
Crockta wanted to speak . However, Elwina’s Silence magic was still blocking his mouth .
So he turned around instead of talking . As Crockta walked, the crowd split to the left and right . He was heading towards a giant rock . It was the rock that the man’s active skill had hit .
Crockta raised his greatsword and gathered all his strength . After Greatsword Technique was upgraded to Leyteno’s Greatsword Technique, he was able to leave a mark with it . Crockta placed the sword on the rock and started carving something with the blade .
The spectators held their breaths and watched . The shape of letters slowly appeared before the audience’s eyes .
[Warrior . ]
Everybody was confused, but their mouths dropped open as the contents were gradually revealed .
[The fighter has already discarded his weapon . ]
Crockta finished with the sentence .
[A warrior doesn’t attack unarmed people . ]
He placed his greatsword in the sheath . As Crockta turned around, the people on the plains stared at the rock in a daze .
A warrior doesn’t attack unarmed people!
“……!”
None of them could open their mouths . If the enemy doesn’t resist, then don’t kill . They thought that the orcs were savages and that the humans were civilized . However, it was a human who attacked the innocent orc first and the humans who shouted to kill the man . Unknown emotions stirred inside them .
Who was this orc? Was this an orc warrior?
The orc looked huge as he stood silently in front of the rock .
Clap . Clap . Clap .
Someone walked out while clapping . It was the administrator of the Arnin Plains, Enyanis . He stood in front of Crockta and applauded, his eyes wet with tears .
“You…are a true warrior . The talent that Arnin needed for a long time is an orc! I would like to invite you to our city . ”
Had Crockta’s reputation work finally finished? The audience cheered . Crockta silently nodded .
“But it will be hard for everyone here if you suddenly disappeared, so I would like to give you a mission . ”
Crockta was confused . What mission?
“I will appoint you as the leader of the Arnin Plain’s Rescue Unit . There is no more need to catch the triters . For the next three days, please save others as you have previously been doing . Only then will you be allowed to enter Arnin . ”
Enyanis’ proposal of an Arnin Plain’s Rescue Unit!
Crockta nodded without any worries . Those watching from behind cheered . Crockta and Enyanis shook hands as applause rang out .
Arnin Plain’s Rescue Unit, a tradition of Arnin that would remain for many years to come! It was begun by an unknown orc warrior, not a human, nor an elf .