nucmednet Chapter 28 Orcs
Chapter 28 Orcs
Thor soared through the air, his wingspan of over 25 feet filling the air, making him look like a huge red bat.
One rabbit was simply not enough to satisfy his rapidly developing body, so after "persuading" his stupid sister through physical means, he began today's hunting operation.
He planned to try his luck again at the place where he had previously encountered the giant horned bull.
Although more than three months have passed, according to the habits of these creatures, they should have left long ago, but perhaps they will encounter a new herd of cattle?
Unfortunately, good luck did not come his way this time. After circling in the sky for more than an hour, he still came up empty-handed and had to settle for second best, catching an unlucky wild deer.
Not long after he finished eating and left, a small group of orcs emerged from the increasingly lush grass in the distance.
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After leaving the Blue Dragon's Blackrock Fortress, Braka didn't dare to delay for a moment and immediately returned to his tribe to convey the Blue Dragon's orders to his people.
Orcs, as hybrids of humans and orcs, have always been regarded as monsters and monstrosities by humans, and as weaklings by orcs who despise their impure bloodline.
This makes it difficult for them to gain a foothold in human civilization or orc tribes; only remote wilderness can become their refuge.
There is a small orc tribe on the Cachino Grassland, with a population of about 100.
Inheriting the robust physique of orcs, combined with human intelligence and thinking, all orcs, regardless of gender, can become qualified warriors once they reach adulthood.
In addition, they can also hold a variety of jobs.
Besides being born berserkers, some orcs are also able to become assassins due to their innate dark vision.
This is a race far superior to the boar people, yet even they need the protection of the strong to establish themselves in the wilderness.
Therefore, the entire orc tribe pledged allegiance to Kalendak Thelaris—the powerful blue dragon known as Stormfang—and grazed his flocks on the plains for him.
Upon receiving the Blue Dragon's order, almost all the warriors in the tribe were mobilized to search for the unknown young dragon.
The three orcs that emerged from the bushes at that moment were one of the squads.
They spotted the dark shadow circling in the sky from afar and quietly followed it.
As Thor was about to disappear into the distant horizon, the three orcs exchanged a few words and decided that two of them would stay behind to continue the pursuit, while the third would go back to report.
Thanks to the orcs' robust physique, these half-orcs can run continuously for several hours without rest. The two people responsible for tracking them will also leave marks along the way to guide the tribesmen who arrive later.
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Thor was unaware that he had two "little tails" following him. Having lived in this area for more than half a year, he was no longer as vigilant as he had been at the beginning.
At this time, the sky was beginning to lighten, and the clouds, illuminated by the yet-to-rise sun, displayed a unique color that gradually changed from purplish-black to orange-red.
Thor was no longer sleepy, so he picked up the sack of potatoes and flew with a whoosh toward the gentle slope where the boar people lived.
"It's already dawn! You lazy pigs, how long are you going to sleep? Get up now!!"
The loud roar carried far and wide, and Grok, who was fast asleep in the cave, was instantly jolted awake and sprang to his feet.
The old boar-man remembered who had given him the chance to live, and grabbed a thorny branch from the side, whipping it fiercely at his companion.
"Damn it! Get up! All of you, get up! Didn't you hear our master calling us?"
The flexible branches covered with tiny thorns lashed against the tough pigskin, causing intense pain, though not serious injury.
In the blink of an eye, a series of pitiful howls echoed through the cave.
Seeing the wild boars around him scrambling to their feet, Grok turned and rushed into another cave.
Before long, he herded all the boarmen to Thor like a sheepdog driving sheep, and they all knelt down before him.
"Great master, all your loyal servants are here. What are your orders?"
Thor looked at the old boar-man. The guy was shrewd and clever, a qualified "lackey".
However, this alone is not enough to make him value it.
He looked up at the boar-man in front of him and growled:
"I've found you new crops, you lazy pigs! Get moving and clear out more farmland for me!"
After nearly half a year of living together, these boar-men had figured out Thor's temperament and dared not resist in the slightest. They all climbed back into their burrows, picked up their tools, and headed to the location he designated.
Potatoes are planted in slightly different ways than corn; they require high ridges and sufficient potassium fertilizer.
Therefore, after Saul had the boar people clear the land, he also had them collect a large amount of weeds, burn them into ashes, and scatter them on the ground.
Only after doing all this were they allowed to cut open the bag of potatoes, leaving the sprouts intact, coat the wounds with wood ash, and then bury them in the soil at intervals.
Thanks to previous experience in growing corn, the whole process didn't take too long.
Although the wild boar-men are not very intelligent, they are tough, thick-skinned, and have great endurance, making them more useful for farm work than black slaves.
At the same time, precisely because of their low intelligence, as long as these boar-men are fed, their loyalty and gratitude can be easily won.
The day passed quickly, and when Thor returned to the cave, he ran into Sistana and Kalp, who were preparing to go out hunting.
The two baby dragons glanced at Thor warily, secretly resolving in their hearts: this time they must finish eating their prey before returning.
But then they saw Thor reach out his claws, rummage through the folds of his wings, and pull out a glittering dragon crystal fragment between his fingertips, which he then waved at them.
A hazy glow shimmered on the enchanting magic crystal, instantly captivating Sistana and Kalp's attention, prompting them to take a half-step forward and ask a question.
"My dear brother, are you planning to trade this insignificant shard of magic crystal for the delicious prey we've brought back?"
"Leave it to me! I'll definitely bring you back some delicious food!"
Thor stared at the two eager young dragons, a wicked grin spreading across his face.
"Guess!"
The moment those three words were uttered, the expressions on Sistana and Calp's faces became unpredictable.
What if you bring back prey, but this wretched fellow refuses to trade and instead tries to violently seize it?
But if I don't bring it back, I'll miss out on a possible magic crystal shard, and I'll regret it so much later that I can't breathe.
It was as if two little figures were locked in a fierce battle in their minds, plunging them into a frantic struggle, and soon they felt intense anger toward Thor.
"That damn guy!"
"When I grow up, I'll definitely get my revenge!"