Chapter 122 - 067. New Fate (1/2)

Chapter 122: 067 New Fate -3 (Part Two)

I tugged at the camel’s reins

We ascended to the peak of the dune and took a look below

On a stretch of a barren terrain, around forty Orcs were battling against about twenty people who looked to be mercenaries and merchants

The Orcs were at least twotheir important bits, the entirety of their attire consisted of clubs made out of wood or bones in their hands That was about it

Their physical prowess see with its bone club, aaway on his butt

“Brown Orcs!” Da “They belong to the upper tier of the Orc species, erous as the Red Orcs, they are still known to be quite vicious”

“Oh, really?”

I was about to summon a musket, but belatedly stopped alised Necro was, I couldn’t see anyone down there who ht potentially be Necromancers Which e to my heart’s content?”

Well, since they were mercenaries, they shouldn’t be able to sense divinity in the first place But even if they did, not only did they not pose any threat to me, no one would believe them even if they chose to blab about it, anyways

Besides, I could appropriately deal with themy mind up, I summoned some undeads

(TL: In 3rd person POV)

“We’re going to die We’re all going to die!!!”

Although Hans was a merchant by trade, he was also an Alcheside all sorts ofhis head in desperation while looking around his surroundings

Thethe cao

Meanwhile, a horde of Orcs were rushi+ng down from a dune At first, they numbered only around twenty, but as the battle continued on, that figure ballooned past thirty and eventually, reached forty

The newly-appearing Orcs soon outnuround as corpses

“It’s over It’s all over!”

“Will you stop with that unlucky babbling of yours already?!”

A rily shouted at his own client

However, he still knew Even his fellow mercenaries all knew it, too

They knew that it was difficult to survive once you ran into Brown Orcs in the desert No matter how far the battlefield was, the Orcs would hear the commotion and show up here sooner than later

These starving monsters would no doubt rush over here, surround their prey, and continue attacking until their new food sources collapsed froht?! Don’t you have so?!”

The leader of theon!”

Hans began ru out a purple-coloured crystal sphere

“I-I have this!”

“And what is that?!”

“It’s a vial containing poison! It’s a weapon that will detonate once you inject it with Mana or deerly pushed the poison sphere forward, the mercenaries loudly yelled back at hi e kno to use Mana or dey!”

These , barely second-rate, actually Obviously, they wouldn’t kno to control Mana or dey

Hans, with an expression of a man left with no other choice, personally injected Mana into the crystal sphere It began tre as intended, Hans’s cohtened in an instant

Just as he was about to chuck the sphere at the group of Orcs, a hatchet flew in fro it

“Eh?”

With a thud, the sphere fell to the ground After tre for a bit more, the container exploded

“Uwaaaahk?!”

“My eyes, ht hand and screas A portion of the an writhing in pure pain

“bloody hell…! This is why one should never escort a damn Alchemist! A treasure trove, et slaughtered?!”

Just as Kasal angrily yelled out, an Orc pounced on him

His eyes belatedly spotted thein his direction, and he could only go, “Oh, sht” after failing to defend hiht stabbed cleanly through the Orc about to smash down on him

“…?”

Kasal flinched nastily and stared at the Orc with a big hole in its chest

As for theits head It curiously poked the bloody hole in its torso with its finger before collapsing on the sand with the whites showing in its eyes

Kasal stared at the ‘arrow’ that had pierced straight through the Orc, which was now stabbed into the ground The projectile seeradually dissipating away in gentle light particles

He dazedly looked behind him

Inside the storm of sand some distance away, he could see several transparent spectres in the shapes of wo up

“…Banshees?”

Indeed, they were Banshees, the ghosts that sang songs of sorrow

When the Banshees breathed into the bows in their hands, arrows materialised there The spectres pulled on the ethereal bow strings and took aim at the horde of Orcs

“Why are Banshees here?”

Could it be that a Necro prompted the other mercenaries to turn their heads