Chapter 90 – @13. Is the Flower of Fantasy an Oak?
So raising the middle finger to these orcs was a compliment, not an insult?
I… Beastly things.
“But. Yesterday’s words spread throughout the tribe. If Temir Bas made such a decision, we will follow. Should we prepare?”
By the way…
Every time I saw these orcs, I was able to know one piece of information along with the opponent’s name.
The guy who is closest to me
〈 Borch cockbeor 〉
Race: Orc
Destiny Index: 231/62,738,000
It is like this.
But the amount of that fate index is too strange.
The guy right next to him
〈 Kizilla Kokbeur 〉
Race: Orc
Destiny Index: 121/8,200
The difference in fate index is so drastic. A difference of almost ten thousand times?
“Borucci. Let’s ask something.”
I asked the one with the highest Fate Index among them.
First of all, I had to find out about the meaning of the division and what to do in the future.
Borucci must have had a lot in mind, so he answered my question in a flash.
“So, originally, Mangod had to go out because of the conflict?”
Temir Bas is said to be the youngest member of this tribe.
And the law of the steppe says that the younger one inherits the tribe.
As a rule, older sons leave the tribe with those who follow them and form a family.
What kind of bizarre way is that?
I thought it was a bit funny.
Originally, the eldest son doesn’t inherit?
However, this tribe says that Mangod is so brave and the warriors of the tribe are so trustworthy that if they split up as usual, more than half of the warriors would follow Mangod.
However, yesterday at the market, I announced that this cockbeor would be inherited by Mangod’s descendants, so I declared that I would give up cockbeor to Mangod.
In a way, it seems to be fortunate for the tribe. If Mangod inherits the tribe, he will not be able to greatly damage the current castle.
“We expected that Temir Vas would make such a decision someday.”
Borucci said, and the other orcs nodded.
“I just didn’t know when that would be.”
Hmm… Is that so?
“Everyone was preparing, so don’t worry. You just have to decide when to start.”
Aren’t these kids good guys?
For some reason, they had unlimited trust in Temir Vas.
“Then are you all the ones who will follow me?”
“Puha! What are you talking about? But it’s okay.”
Each of these guys was the head of a faction of twenty or so.
It seems that each of them is in the position of an Akbar, that is, a centurion leading a centurion.
“All of our Akbars are gone.”
“We too.”
“Me too.”
The five orcs confidently expressed their loyalty to Ackbar.
And I asked some questions again. What are the preparations for the clan, and whether the warriors are forced to follow the clan according to the Akbar to which they belong.
Of course, if I get two more girls in the future, I will be able to get out of this world of cinematic cards.
But since we don’t know what’s going to happen in the future, let’s find out at least one more thing first.
We learned a lot from our conversation for a while.
It is true that I was originally an unusual orc, and I did not get along well with other orcs.
No orcs have found my behavior strange these past few days.
So it seems that he didn’t bother me if I didn’t bother to ask.
Hmm. Is this a setting too? Or is there something else?
“So you’re saying all the warriors who follow me are voluntarily?”
Everyone nodded.
And in return for voluntarily following me, he would be happy if I gave her a female as a gift.
It was only then that I understood why Mangod had given me such a large amount of money.
Temir Bas is the youngest, and he doesn’t seem interested in hunting, so he doesn’t seem to have saved much money.
What is it? Who is this Temir Bas?
He has no original ambition, doesn’t get along very well with orcs, and doesn’t enjoy hunting.
It was an orc that was not like an orc.
However, there were quite a few Orcs that followed.
Somehow, these guys even seem to like that I’m having a division.
Let’s learn more about the orc named Temir Vas.
But I had to be careful with the question.
Isn’t it strange that I don’t know Temir Vas?
You can buy a female to give as a gift from a slave trader. And a suitable gift is about Manchur.
Was Mangod Jasik a good older brother? One million is enough, did you give three million?
Other arrangements include ground sloths to lug the pack, and enough food for the tribe to settle down.
The Orc warriors who will follow me will each take care of their own tents and household items.
He said there was no hard preparation.
“How much is left? To be satisfied?”
“That’s up to Temir Vas to make a decision.”
As soon as possible, even tomorrow. However, it may take a month to fully prepare.
So you don’t have to decide today.
Then there is nothing to think too deeply about. First of all, let’s do my job.
I instructed them to make their own arrangements, and went to the slave dealer.
First of all, find the guy who sold the dark elf to me yesterday and ask him.
“Ah! That Dark Elf…”
The attitude is quite different from yesterday. He must have found out that I am the son of the chieftain of this tribe.
“I’ve been in charge of the management from the purchase until now, so I know it well. Please wait a moment.”
He went to the slave ledger and found the papers written about Danas Elfina.
Unlike the Orcs, Goblins and Humans were very systematic.
All of the past activities of the slaves he owned were recorded.
“Her name is Marina Elfin. She was handed over to a slave trader from the Republic of Dana.”
The Republic of Dana was said to be a country of humans located west of Urkmanistan.
“Before being sold to the Republic of Dana, there is a record of being traded twice in the Sabrak Kingdom. And the first time I became a slave was a year ago in the Sabrak Kingdom, and I was sentenced to slavery for criminal acts. Four frauds… At this level, slavery isn’t excessive.”
Also, the princess is a bitch. He was a con man, with a history of violence and theft.
They were all sold as slaves because there was no room for rehabilitation due to the 9 crimes, and even after becoming slaves, they were not compliant, so they were sold here and there, and it seems that they finally came to the land of the Orcs.
“What’s that tattoo? You said it was forbidden?”
“Ah! That’s what humans often do when buying and selling female slaves, especially when they’re pretty like her. Well, they say they don’t like having children they don’t want. That’s ridiculous, isn’t it?”
It was an act that was incomprehensible to an orc.
But as a human being, I can understand it.
“Before he was sentenced to slavery for his crimes, he seems to have worked as an adventurer here and there… But that is not detailed.”
“Yes. I see. By the way, do you know of a country called Zemighty?”
“Jemighty yaragubsho? It’s the first time I’ve heard of it… Wait a minute.”
Then, without waiting for my answer, he ran somewhere.
“This inspiration knows.”
A goblin brought an elderly man.
It was a slave, seeing as she was carrying a wooden board with a price attached around her neck.
“I know Jemightyah.”
The old man politely bowed his head and said.
When you look at it, it’s just like a scholar. You seem to know a lot.
“It’s a country at the far west end. Now it’s been a long time since I’ve been destroyed.”
“For a long time?”
“Yes. I was around 30, so it was probably about 30 years ago. I don’t know all about it because it’s a country so far away, but it seems that it couldn’t withstand the invasion of the neighboring country.”
“Really? Thirty years ago?”
So, it is all a lie that the dark elf woman is the princess of that country.
No matter how you look at it, you don’t look outside of your mid-twenties now…
“Do you know anything about the Dark Elves?”
“Yes… Dark elves mostly live in the western part of the continent. I know that there are probably a lot of dark elves in Zemaitya as well.”
“Are the Dark Elves a long-lived race?”
Wasn’t it like that in the original fantasy? I heard that elves and dark elves live for hundreds or thousands of years…
“I’ve heard that they live a long time. They say they’re over 100 years old.”
They don’t seem to be the ones who live an incredibly long time.
“Then you look young even when you’re old… Even if you’re over 50, don’t you look like you’re in your 20s?”
“Well. They age a little less than us humans… But I don’t know if it’s to that extent. Dark elves don’t like to hang out with humans.”
“Yes. But why is this old man being taken with him?”
The price hanging around the old man’s neck is 29,800 churs. Orcs say that there is absolutely no way they can buy it at that price, but I’m betting 100 chur.
“Yes. This old man was also sold in the Republic of Dana. Well, it’s not particularly valuable to the Orcs, but if you take it to the east, you still know a lot, so I thought there would be people who would buy it because it’s amazing.”
Hmm… It might be useful if you know a lot among the slaves.
And if you know the various stories of foreign countries, in a world where there is no particularly interesting entertainment, you can use them for live TV or movies.
If I were living here, I would live well.
“Yes. Since when did old man become a slave?”
“It’s been less than six months now. I was sold as a slave because I committed a crime, so I came here.”
Is it resignation? Or is it the moon? Even when he becomes a slave at the age of old, he cannot see the light of despair.
“What crime have you committed?”
I was curious. What crime did this gentle and learned old man commit to be sold into slavery?
Perhaps, while being a scholar, he did something that offended the eyes of those in power?
“He killed a man.”
But the answer that came out of the old man’s mouth was completely different from what I thought.
“What happened?”
“Well. What else could there be to kill a person? It’s a grudge. I was insulted that was too hard to bear, and I just couldn’t stand it.”
The old man calmly confessed his sins.
It was amazing. How could that be?
Rather than being angry at being enslaved, a man who could just accept insults and kill people?
My curiosity about him grew even more.
“Yeah. What was he doing before the murder?”
“I held a government post in the country. It wasn’t such a great position. It’s aesthetically pleasing.”
“Who did you kill?”
“It mattered.”
The old man grinned.
In an instant, a chill went down my spine.
There was no trace of anger anywhere on the old man’s face.
Kindness close to liberation?
No.
Rather, it felt like a kind of exhilaration.
He showed no remorse for his actions.
I somehow guessed that he would not have acted like that even though he knew what the consequences would be for his actions.
“Kill your superior? Even then, not the death penalty, but slavery? That country must have been a pretty tolerant country, too.”
“That’s right. A guy like me would have nothing to say even if he ran away… Narat-nim showed mercy to me.”
“May I ask why he did that?”
Then, Lee Chae stayed in the eyes of the old man.
“Sure. Be well.”
The old man told his story.
He is a good talker.
“So he avenged his daughter and revealed the corruption of his boss. That’s what he said.”
A few years ago, her daughter was raped and lost her life. The culprit was soon caught and decapitated, but the old man suspected that he was not the culprit and continued to make efforts to find the culprit.
And the culprit he finally found was the old man’s superior, and it was said that he was a member of the royal family who could not dare to touch him due to his location.
He is even said to be the king’s nephew.
For several years, the old man collected evidence of his crimes, his evil deeds, and his corruption.
The old man knew that alone would not be sufficient punishment for a criminal who was royalty.
At best, all you have to do is kick them out of their current position.
I’ll probably go back to that place in a few years.
It is impossible for any country to punish those in power.
So he is said to have taken the punishment with his own hands.
Only then did I understand the expression on the old man’s face.
I was satisfied.
“Fortunately, His Majesty the King allowed me to receive a fair trial based on the evidence I gathered.”
So he did not die even after killing the royal family, and his family was able to survive.
The only one who was punished was himself, and the other blood relatives were unharmed.
“So the king has repaid you.”
I could roughly understand. If you are the king’s nephew, it is no different from the king’s son who will fight for the throne.
“Hmm…”
The old man stared at me.
“You are truly a unique person.”
