Chapter 179 (1/2)

“This is a little weird.”

The Orc Hero, Shaikan, receiving the reports from his monsters, shook his head. It was because he had lost contact with 10 monster heads over the past few days.

In the current situation, the monster units in the rear were 2,000 to 3,000 for each group in the western land.

But suddenly they lost contact, and there was no reason.

“Was it the land of the humans?”

That didn’t seem to be the case.

In the western wastelands, there were just a few civilians scattered.

In addition, the large herds of monsters such as trolls and orcs, couldn’t be taken down even if they met with human troops.

“What had happened?”

Shaikan said while looking up at the sky, thinking.

An orc had run in and shouted, “Shaikan! Human reinforcements have arrived at the fortress!”

‘Have the Baroque finally come here?’

Shaikan was expecting the reinforcements to come from the Baroque Empire as well.

That was why he had dispatched a few sneaky monsters near the Akbar Fortress and came to know about them.

“How bad is it?”

“Kwik, the humans are as many as the rocks in the Eagle Valley,” answered the orc.

“Then, around 30,000.”

In the Akbar Fortress, there were around 40,000 monsters when they got first dispatched.

Though the fortress was sturdy and not easy to take down, the purpose of the monsters wasn’t to take it down.

Their real purpose was to attract the attention of their enemy and distract them until the Shaikan led monster unit found another route to the capital.

But if the reinforcements were 30,000, then the situation seemed to be different.

“I can’t help it. Go to Akbar Fortress.”

He thought that he wanted to have a little detour.

However, if the monster army at the fort collapsed, they could be in a dangerous place.

It would be a better choice to join the existing monsters in the Akbar Fortress and push back the army.

“There is a place I need to visit, so let’s leave right away.”

Flash!

The moment he wanted to move, a bright energy engulfed his body and his body disappeared.

“Oh oh, a great being! Please stand behind us!”

After seeing Shaikan vanish in front of their eyes, the orcs prayed to him.

Shaikan appeared in a cave deep in the western grasslands.

Sneaking inside the cave, he took off his mask.

Surprisingly, instead of a blue orc skin, a human face had appeared.

Was the Orc Hero Shaikan a human?

The mysterious man in his mid-30s, keeping a secret from the world, entered deeper into the cave.

“Kul kul! Has the prince come?” A skinny old man lying on a rough wooden bed asked.

When he tried to get up, Shaikan spoke, “Lord Steven, my greetings, but please lay down.”

Surprisingly, the eyes of Shaikan which were looking at the old man were filled with warmth rather than coldness.

Shaikan’s eyes never showed anything but coldness when the humans in the Navarre Duchy were getting massacred.

“Hou, I don’t have a lot of days to live. So, you don’t have to worry,” said the old man.

“Dying?! Who will die?! You can’t die unless I give you permission to do so!”

For Shaikan, the old man was like his mother, his teacher, and his only companion.

Seeing the young man angry, Steven smiled faintly.