Chapter 695: First obstacle in the Survival Games (1/2)
Elmont was immediately rendered stupefied after hearing Osborne's suggestion. After all the things that he had just said, everything merely ended with them being able to choose whatever they wanted. In that case, what was the use of him explaining all of those?!
Obviously, Elmont's explanation was what had helped Osborne thought of his question. The only problem is that Elmont is too absorbed with his thoughts at the moment that he cannot think of that.
”Good job, Osborne!” Leo gave a thumbs up to Osborne, immediately causing the latter's face to redden in embarrassment.
With a stiff smile on his face, Elmont said, ”A... as expected of the person assigned by Guild Leader Orcborg to lead the team from the Red Fist Guild,”
”It was nothing, really,” Osborne replied humbly. Truthfully speaking, it was indeed nothing since it was because of Elmont from the start why he was able to come up with that idea.
Grabbing a stick from the ground, Leo then said, ”Then how about we let Fate decide which direction we should choose?”
”Sounds fair to me,” Elmont nodded his head. Just like what Osborne had said a while ago, whether they choose the northwest or southwest, they would still end up facing the same exact problems. Therefore, why bother on which direction is correct.
”Okay,” Osborne also agreed.
”Wherever the sharp end of the stick is pointing towards, we will go to that direction. Are we clear?” Leo asked, which both Elmont and Osborne nodded in unison.
In the next moment, Leo threw the stick high up in the air. After reaching a few meters above, the stick started slowly falling down. Not long after, the stick finally landed on the ground.
Looking closely to the sharp end of the stick, it was pointing to the northwest direction.
”It seems like Fate wants us to go to the northwest,” Leo said, as he then asked, ”So, shall we go now?”
”Absolutely! I can't wait anymore to fight with the other players!” Elmont expressed his eagerness. Indeed, he can't wait anymore since he needs to release his suppressed displeasure and disappointment to himself as soon as possible. Otherwise, he would be in a bad mood all day long. As a battle fanatic, this is his way of releasing his pent-up emotions.
”Me too!” Osborne also thought the same as Elmont. But contrary to the latter, it is a natural trait for the people of the Orc race to always be eager when it comes to fighting. As a matter of fact, the Orc's territories are always ruled by the strongest, not the smartest. In their opinion, only the strongest Orc has the right to become the ruler of the other Orcs since only the strong are worthy of following.
”Okay, let's go!” Leo said before starting to lead the way to the northwest.
Unbeknownst to Elmont and Osborne, though, it was truly and literally Fate itself that had decided that they should go to the northwest.
A while ago, as Leo was reaching his hand to pick up the stick on the ground, he had simultaneously activated his unique capability to see the String of Fate. And it was exactly at that moment that he had noticed the two eye-catching black-colored Strings of Fate pointing towards the northwest.