Chapter 8 (1/2)
Chapter 8. The Orc in Human Guise (2)
TL: Warriormonk
Editor: Obelisk
Luke finished up the paperwork for official retirement. Signed by the commander of Fort Potellan, Luke turned in the last paper that would officially turn him from a soldier to a regular citizen.
All the while, Kurotan had been following him around like a duckling.
“That’s a lot of weight off my shoulder, finally.”
Luke left the office and headed towards the market. Esteban Earldom, his hometown, would take two months of travel to reach. Ample preparation was needed for the travel.
Luke glanced at Kurotan.
‘This b.a.s.t.a.r.d has complicated things.’
His original plan had been to hire mercenaries or join a caravan going to Esteban Earldom to return home.
Taking Kurotan, an Orc in the guise of a human, to join a caravan would be too risky. Even the mercenaries would be suspicious.
‘I have a lot to teach Kurotan, so we should travel by ourselves.’
Luke wandered around the market, one by one buying the travel supplies needed.
“There’s a lot of baggage, so you’ll be holding some.”
Kurotan seemed to have decided to follow the Orc law and obey. He wordlessly took up the two bags handed over to him by Luke. After buying all the dried foods and clothes needed for travel, Luke went over to an armory.
“If I’d known this was going to happen, I wouldn’t have donated my armor to the fort…”
Luke grudgingly complained, but what could he do over spilled water?
Luke purchased two sets of st.u.r.dy chain armor. One was for Kurotan and the other one was for himself.
The armors were brand new, and their s.h.i.+ne set a smile on Kurotan’s face.
Chain armors were favorites amongst the Orcs.
“Why? Does a new armor make you that happy?”
“Yes. I’ve never worn an armor that didn’t have holes or rust.”
Kurotan’s large smile made Luke smile bitterly.
‘Such a simple guy.’
Luke also purchased a horse. It was well tamed, and went along whenever Luke pulled on the reigns.
“You don’t know how to ride a horse, do you?”
Kurotan shook his head.
“I’ve eaten a lot of them, but never ridden one.”
“I suppose no horse would be dull enough to let an Orc mount it.”
Luke hung the bags of supplies on the saddle.
Kurotan handed Luke the bags he had been carrying and proceeded to do something out of place. Kurotan took off the battleaxe he had been carrying around on his back, and began swinging wildly. They were in the middle of a market place that was bustling with people.
Hal’s untrained arm, however, was far from being able to handle the weight of the battle axe.
Booooong.
The axe left Kurotan’s hand and hurtled through the air, startling and scaring the people around him.
“Ehuuk!”
“What the h.e.l.l are you doing?”
Luke frowned as he held his hand to his face.
“Kurotan, what are you doing right now?”
Kurotan had, in turn, been surprised by the people’s reaction, and was standing there stupidly when he answered.
“I am trying to train.”
“In a place with so many people?”
“I can’t?”
“Of course not. Let’s get out of the market first.”
Luke, with hurried steps, left the market with Kurotan in tow.
“It’s not just a thing or two I have to teach you.”
“…..”
“Let’s start by organizing our points. Kurotan, you wish to recover the strength you had in the past right?”
“Of course. I will train this weakling’s body and become strong without a doubt. Just like it was before.”
Luke stood there in near amazement.
“I guess you’re an Orc after all, being so simple…”
“What are you saying?”
“All right. Kurotan, I’m sure your body training methods are made for Orcs?”
“Yes.”
“And how do Orcs train their body?”
Kurotan gripped his hands into tight fists.
“Simple. You swing your weapons until you can’t. If you do that, muscles will grow on your arms naturally. And then, you just fight everyone.”
“You’re going to become bedridden before then.”
“…..”