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Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 311

The orc Krungen Kabba claimed to be a strong warrior. Many orcs who have refuted that claim so far have all had their skulls split by Cava's axe, so it wasn't really wrong..

His bravery and strength were recognized within the tribe, and as a result, Kaba joined a search party of five people looking for Kakula Vashem, the youngest son of the great chieftain Kakula, who had not returned for a day. Setting out to find the chief's bastard son wasn't particularly difficult or scary, but Kaba couldn't help but be dissatisfied..

This unknown land was so cold, and just leaving the fire made me irritable..

"It's like fucking white dirt. I can't get used to it at all.."

There is winter in the prairie, so it wasn't my first time seeing it, but it wasn't like this. Soil from the sky pouring down so much that the whole world turns white? The shamans were in an uproar, claiming that it was a sign that Chief Kakula would walk the path of warchief, but Kaaba was not at all happy with the terrible cold and white dirt..

It melts and disappears when touched, but it makes the body cold. As if to turn me into a cold corpse.

"Strong Kava! no traces found!"

Cava's expression became even more distorted as he heard the words shouted by an orc from the same search team. This was the second reason why he hated the cursed white dirt of this land. The white dirt that poured down as if it would swallow up the world swallowed up all footprints and traces..

"There is no way! I have no choice but to somehow find the axed trees and move on.."

"Isn't he dead anyway? This happened because Vasey was weak. Why do I have to go through this trouble??"

In response to the orc's displeasure as he moved his feet and grunted as if he couldn't understand anything, Cava briefly wondered whether he should smash one of the orc's fangs or just leave it alone..

To be honest, it wasn't wrong, but Vashem was the only man that Chief Kakula got after not giving up even after seeing ten daughters. No matter how stupid she is and how weak I am, I have no choice but to save her. Even if it were her, it was clear that she wouldn't have been able to throw it away..

Cava, having decided so, quickly swung his fist and knocked out one of the orc's fangs, which was whining..

"Only a weak coward will curse behind your back, Kuan! If you have any complaints, run to Kakula right now and risk your soul and swing the axe.!"

"Hehehe! Kabbah is right. I blacked out for a moment.."

"This is all because of the white soil. By making the body as cold as a corpse, the warrior's soul keeps leaving the body, and it makes the warrior do things unbecoming of an orc. You have to stay alert!"

Even though the orc called Kuan was suddenly beaten to death, he shook his head and concentrated on the search as if he had gained great insight from Kaba's words. Fortunately, Kaba's words seemed to have had an effect. When the orcs felt that their dissatisfaction was about to come out of their mouths, they panicked and swung their axes with all their might to somehow generate heat from their bodies..

Eventually, the action became stronger as the search progressed, and the intention changed into a strange form, developing to the point where everyone was swinging an axe. Kaba was very satisfied when he saw that..

The search, which had been going on since the morning, showed no signs of ending anytime soon, and was finally able to end when the sun began to set and a short sunset began to set..

It might have been over sooner if there had been less axing, but that assumption was meaningless to the orcs. It was obvious that Bashe was dead anyway, so it was important that the pointless time spent searching for the body was worthwhile..

But when I found the corpse of my compatriot, I couldn't help but feel depressed..

"Kava. Bashda."

"...Dead."

He was so clearly dead that there was no need to say anything. Kaba sighed deeply in front of her body, which was not even just dead, but cool and blue, like a frog, with its tongue sticking out ungainly..

"Father of the Prairies..."

I wasn't praying to God. I only lamented because it was so obvious how Chief Kakula would react to Vashem's death..

How can they even die in such a pitiful way? How on earth can you say that he is the youngest son of the great Chief Kakula?.

"Even though the two of them attacked together, they both died. a strong enemy."

After listening to what Kuan said while examining the corpse, it was indeed true. Even though Bashe was an orc who wasn't good at his job, the skills of the orcs he was with were usable. Cava was somewhat relieved that Bashe, a rotten orc, fought alongside one of them and lost..

"Still, he must have fought a battle worthy of his ancestors in the Prairies of Heaven.."

But that frog-like tongue was a problem. First, I went over to get at least Bashe's body and tried to push my tongue back into his mouth, but I didn't know how to get it in and it stuck out again..

"Wow, it's worse than a dead frog. If Kakula sees something like this, he might bleed out and collapse.."

"It doesn't fit well. What should I do, Kava??"

It was truly a difficult problem. Even if you somehow managed to put it back in your mouth, it was meaningless if it popped out again as you tried to carry it. At the moment when all five orcs put their heads together and groaned, Kuan jumped up as if something suddenly occurred to him and took out something from his waist..

Unlike the strong and stylish axes of the Orcs, it was a human weapon that looked infinitely small and poor..

"Kava! I have a small knife that humans use! How about cutting off your tongue with this??"

"Are you a witch doctor?! Smart!"

Amidst loud applause and admiration from the four orcs, Kuan cheerfully handed over the dagger to Cava. After holding the dagger and wondering for a moment how far I should cut Kaba, I decided to open my mouth as much as possible and cut the tongue as deep as possible..

It was obvious that Kakula would be angry in a different way if something that was cut in a haphazard way came out..

"hmm! very good Who would have thought that humans' weak weapons would be used like this?!"

Everyone shook their heads in agreement at the magic-like sight of a dead frog turning into a dead orc just by cutting out its tongue and closing its twisted eyes. After returning the dagger to Kuan with satisfaction, Kaba personally carried Vashem's body and set off on his way back..

Thanks to the heavy corpse, heat naturally rose in the body and sweat broke out. I felt like I was faking death trying to get to me as someone who was already dead..

Kaba walked happily, admiring his own wit, and returned to the village much faster than when he came. However, given the distance, their arrival did not take place until near dawn..

Fortunately, there was no need to wake Chief Kakula. He was sitting solemnly in front of the fire, waiting for them, as if he had already guessed everything..

"Wow! Bassaaaa!!"

Bashe's mother, who was next to him, burst into tears and screams as soon as she saw the body. Kaba looked at Kakula as he put down Vashem's body, and the old, great orc slowly got up and approached Kaba with the majesty of a chieftain..

"How was it?."

"We five orcs checked the battlefield. Bulak, who was accompanying Vashem, was killed by an enemy so strong that they had to fight together. Bashe would have met his ancestors in the heavenly steppe.."

The orcs who had been awake pounded their hearts at Kaba's words, and Kakula quietly closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh..

Cava could feel the old orc's anger, not sadness. Kakula nodded her head and then walked over to her sobbing wife who was holding Vassal's dead body..

"Get out of the way, Rusla.."

Rusla, Vasya's mother and Kakula's eighth wife, obediently left the scene even though she could not stop crying. Then Kakula came up to Vasya's side, where she was lying on the floor, and she began to look at her closely..

When he rose again after a long silence, Kaba felt as if Kakula had grown twice as large..

"Listen, children of the prairie!"

All the orcs listened. Even Rusla cried quietly so as not to disturb the chieftain. After looking at the scene for a moment, Kakula looked around at the orcs again and continued her words..

"I remember that when I followed the shaman's prophecy and entered this land after encountering ancient mysteries, many steppe children were killed by the horned humans who were here. Many children who went on a scouting expedition also died! No matter how much Vasyya is my son, this death is just one of them. but!"

Kakula slowly bent down and carefully lifted Vashem's body with both arms. At that moment the chieftain had the face of his father. There was sadness, not solemnity..

"Vashem, who fought valiantly, will no longer be able to boast about his fight to his ancestors even if he goes to the heavenly steppe! Because the vile humans cut out Bashe's tongue for fear that our ancestors would discover their weakness.!"

There was a murmur, and Cava looked around at the orcs who had gone scouting together with a dumbfounded expression..

They also had the same expression as Kabah. But there was no anxiety or embarrassment there. They only had one thought in common.

Was that how it happened? When I die, I'll have to guard my tongue well..

"Until now, I thought the dead children were just weak! Still, I thought that was enough since I died fighting! But what if the children who died in this cold, white, dirt-filled land met their ancestors like my son, with their tongues cut out and unable to speak? this is wrong!"

"Cowardly people with no sense of honor! We have to kill them all!"

"You must kill the chieftain! It's war!"

The orcs screamed and pounded their chests at Kakula's shout. The five orcs looked at each other, nodded quietly, and then screamed and pounded their chests like the others..

In any case, Bashe's tongue was still intact when he died, so he will be able to boast about his battle to his ancestors. Kakula may have been mistaken, but it was said that the war would begin, so it was a good thing..

"War! War!"

Kaba thought while listening to the orcs' cheers..

'Banpoon, who was worthy of the chief's blood, died and gave him a gift..'

Vashem became a good orc who gave war as a gift, even if it was half a penny..

"Let's use the human village we discovered as an example! Shamans, report this to God and receive blessings! Attacks as soon as the ritual is over.!"

"Wow!"

The roar of the orcs rang out in a scene that would have made Eldmia close her eyes, calling them barbaric and ignorant scoundrels..