Praise the Orc! Chapter 187:
Chapter 187 – New Slayer (2)
Geherad was in turmoil . The temple of the sun god, which could be called the reason for Geherad’s existence, was on fire .
“Everybody evacuate!”
“What is going on?”
“Fire, fire!”
The first place to react was the worship room . The fire started at the altar that contained the last fire and started to spread throughout the temple . The worshipers shouted and ran away, along with the guards of the temple . The terrified blacksmiths also left the forge .
It was the same for the priest and Crockta’s group in the archives . They rushed outside as the temple became hotter .
“What is this…?”
“Oh my **** . ”
“The sun god!”
“Come this way!”
Those who evacuated to the outskirts stared at the temple with devastation . Crockta gazed at the temple . It seemed like the entire building was on fire . Nevertheless, the temple itself didn’t combust . The whole temple felt like a melting fire pit but nothing was destroyed . Even the flags flying from the temple maintained their intact appearance . It maintained its intact appearance despite being surrounded by a red flame .
The priest muttered, “The sun will burn his enemy and wrap itself around his children . To those who don’t believe in him, he is the plague of **** . ”
People looked at him .
“This is the power of the sun **** . His flame is said to burn the enemies, while not harming those who weren’t enemies . ”
“Ahh…”
“Is the sun **** waking up? This is obviously his power . ”
“Perhaps finally…”
The huge temple was burning while maintaining its appearance . It was an unbelievable sight that couldn’t be understood unless the power of a **** were involved . People started to talk about the resurrection of the sun **** .
Then someone said, “No, that isn’t the case . ”
“Rastad?”
It was Rastad . There was an unknown expression on his face . It was both jubilant and bittersweet .
“That isn’t the resurrection of the sun **** . ”
“Huh?”
“It is the last forge . ”
Everyone staring blankly at him . Only the priest nodded like he understood, “I understand . It is the last forge . ”
“What do you mean?” Wasn’t the last forge the place where we were?”
One blacksmith asked Rastad . Rastad shook his head .
“That is just a room next to the worship room . The true last forge is somewhere else, and it isn’t a place we can use whenever we want . It is a legendary forge that appears when the last fire burns . ” Now there was a clear smile on his face . “There are three conditions necessary to truly use the last forge . It will appear when the world needs the last forge, when a worthy craftsman puts the iron into the furnace and…
He looked at Crockta, who flinched . Rastad smiled so widely that his canine teeth were revealed .
“When a warrior who deserves a weapon made in the last forge is met . The last forge will only appear then . ”
Rastad finished speaking and fell silent . It was a sight that he might never see again in his life .
At that moment . It started to rain .
Chiiiik!
Steam appeared as the fire around the temple and the rain met . The entire temple was covered in steam, making it not visible anymore . Consecutive scenes that were hard to believe appeared . Then they heard the sound of iron being hit .
Kaaang!
The sound became bigger .
Kaaang!
There was the blazing temple, pouring rain and hammering sound that rang out all over Geherad .
Kaaang!
***
After the divine message was received, public opinion wandered for a while but it gradually moved towards a conclusion . All temples followed the will of their gods and designated Crockta as an enemy to be destroyed .
“I never thought the day would come when all gods would whisper the same words . ” A man wearing steel armor said .
Duke Christian of the empire looked at him .
“It is a chance I never thought would come in my life . I am going . ”
The man standing in front of him was one of Christian’s subordinates . He was an important talent, a person that Christian didn’t spare any support for and was placed right below him . The strongest magician Mogsulin was one of his representatives .
It was the same for the man in front of him, a paladin chosen by the **** of war . Using the **** of war’s blessing, Aklan wiped out all enemies in front of him . He welcomed this divine message more than anyone else . He wanted to get rid of Crockta and the orcs as soon as possible .
His determined eyes proved this .
“Hrmm, I see . ” Christian thought about it .
The deeply religious elves and dwarves were already preparing to march . It was a divine message so volunteer troops gathered together . Those who knew how to fight, the soldiers and those who wanted to win gathered together . It wasn’t just due to the divine message but also the ambition to distinguish themselves in a great cause . Those who wanted to know themselves and acquire honor lined up . The goal was Orcrox in the land of the orcs .
The man standing here, Aklan, was a person filled with both honor and faith in his **** .
“If that is your will, I can’t stop you . ” Duke Christian replied . He spoke negatively to the emperor about this fight, but he also thought it was important . However, he didn’t want to follow the trend . He was the person throwing the fire, not the one who caught on fire .
And Aklan was the best person to set fire to . He believed in the **** of war . That was the reason for Aklan’s existence . This fanaticism would spread to people like a disease .
“Adandator wants to accompany me . ”
“Adandator?”
“Yes . ”
Adandator had been injured in the battle against Crockta . Was it due to vengeance? Or maybe Aklan’s madness had moved him .
“Okay . ”
It didn’t matter . Adandator was a person close to the emperor . He didn’t have a large relationship with Christian .
“Please understand, I can’t send the regular armies and knights . It is because it is the emperor, not the gods, that is at the top of the empire . ” Christian explained .
“I know . ”
“But that doesn’t mean you can’t recruit volunteers . Gather people from the temple of the war **** . Try whatever you can . I will speak to the emperor . If the soldiers want to go, they will be able to . ”
“Thank you . ” Aklan bowed deeply . “I will return to pay back all your grace . ”
“Don’t worry about that . Bring back victory . That is enough . ”
“Yes!”
“Then please go . ” Aklan rose, bowed once more to Christian and turned around .
Christian watched him leave and thought .
‘Please spread this war so that everyone will become wounded, and there is no clear winner . ’
“The orcs will truly cease to exist . Then the balance of the continent will fall . ”
Create a shocking and exciting upheaval .
Christian smiled . “What do you think?”
Then a man standing next to Duke Christian revealed himself . The robed man was the great magician, Mogsulin .
“The orcs will disappear from the continent . ”
“Aren’t there monsters among the orcs?”
“They are monsters, but their opponents are gods . All the gods are hostile to the orcs . Who can survive?”
“Indeed . ”
“It can’t be helped, even if the fallen **** is behind them . ”
According to Mogsulin, the power of the fallen **** was felt strongly from Crockta when he fought the empire, making the gods take this action .
“I’m glad you are here . ”
Mogsulin had touched the Pinnacle and was linked to the gods . He overheard the stories of the gods and told Christian . Without Mogsulin, he wouldn’t have known all of this . Mogsulin smiled and bowed at Christian’s praise .
“But what will happen if that Crockta wins? He has succeeded in doing things that seem impossible . He is an orc but I admire him . No matter how great the gods are, I can’t help feeling uneasy . ”
“This time, even he’s unable to do anything . He might be the best fighter who defeated Adandator, but the gods aren’t existences that can be killed with swords . ”
“Those who can’t be killed by swords…how reliable . ”
Christian laughed . People all over the continent were following the divine message . This was a great opportunity for those like Christian .
***
The rain didn’t stop falling in Geherad . Nevertheless, the flames around the temple didn’t go out . People tried to approach the temple but couldn’t enter due to the heat . An extraordinary event was going on .
In addition, the banging sound continued to ring through Geherad .
Kaaang!
Kaaang!
“Zakiro, is he alive?”
“We can still hear the sound…”
“Has he eaten dot?”
“……”
“What a great guy, dot . If I was him, I would die from hunger . Ohh . ”
Kaaang!
According to the priest and Rastad, Zakiro was currently making a weapon with the last fire . A type of divine power had descended . However, Crockta, Tiyo, and Anor focused on eating as the crazy blacksmith hammered on the iron .
The interior was very hot so Zakiro might already be burned . Fortunately, the knocking sound continued but it was unknown if he was perfectly safe . This was a problem that continued all day .
“By the way, my father said he was going north dot . ”
“That’s right,” said the priest as he drank his beer .
Due to the burning temple, the priest lost his home and stayed with Crockta’s group at the inn for a while . There was no rule against priests drinking alcohol . The excited priest drank the beer . He maintained good manners but he was still a dwarf .
“I remember him saying it in passing . He is seeking a person who knows the myths in the north . ”
“My dad really is a wanderer dot . ”
They pursued him from the north to the south, then the west and now they were heading north again . It was traveling all around the continent .
“But this time, the north…” Tiyo looked at Crockta and asked, “Won’t the land of the orcs appear dot?”
“Indeed,” Crockta nodded in agreement . If they headed north from Geherad, Orcrox and Basque Village would appear . Their destination was there, as if someone was intentionally leading them .
“It has been a really long time since I’ve returned home . ”
The place where everything began, Orcrox . Crockta was filled with a burning desire to go back there .
“By the way, when will Zakiro finish the sword? I’m looking forward to it . ”
“Me too dot . Crockta is great, isn’t this like a divine sword?”
“Do you think it might be a legendary sword?”
They looked at Crockta . All of this was happening due to Crockta’s Ogre Slayer . What type of weapon would be created? Crockta scratched his head and said, “Uhh…well…”
He wasn’t sure . He expected a great weapon, but it became somewhat burdensome due to the burning temple, steam and knocking sound .
At that moment, a dwarf sitting in the next chair asked, “Hey, can you hear that sound anymore?”
The sound of iron being hammered had stopped .
“……”
It was quiet . Everyone got up in excitement .
“Perhaps!”
“This!”
“Let’s go dot!”
The group left the inn . It was still raining . In the rain, the temple lost the fire and steam, gradually returning to its original appearance . The flames around the temple that surprised Geherad faded .
Crockta’s group ran towards the temple . As they approached, they saw a man appear at the door of the temple . It was Zakiro . His body was covered in soot but his eyes were shining . He found Crockta and started to walk over, his steps filled with exhaustion .
He was holding a greatsword in his hand .
Crockta approached and faced him .
“…Good work . ”
Zakiro stopped, looked up at Crockta, and laughed . Words weren’t necessary . Zakiro, a blacksmith of the Golden Anvil Clan, a genius who received the title of ‘Slayer Maker’ at a young age . He handed over the weapon that he poured everything into .
“……!”
Crockta realized it the moment he received the new sword . This wasn’t a normal greatsword . He knew it . It was more than a weapon . The standards that he knew about swords were all broken, and he felt like he could cause a miracle just holding this sword .
The perfect gift for a warrior . Crockta wielded it before looking at Zakiro with a shiver . How should he show his appreciation to the blacksmith who created this?
“Zakiro…”
Crockta opened his mouth . His mouth opened and closed . Crockta was speechless as he suppressed his emotions .
“Geez, something like this…”