The final quest in Lake Fortress.

    It is time to subdue the orc colony that holds the last treasure.

    A place teeming with all sorts of orcs, starting with the Orc King. You may be randomly assigned a treasure of the kingdom, but even if that’s not the case, you should stop by at least once.

    So, when a treasure like this appears in an orc colony, it’s nice because you only have to do it once.

    As usual, Assis and I were planning to go together.

    “I’ll go too.”

    “Are you Mr. Linbar?”

    For some reason, Linvar, who absolutely hated being with me, offered to accompany me.

    Could it be that this child has also become senile at this young age?

    Dementia in youth?

    “The leader of our investigation team went missing while chasing orcs. He might be in the orc colony.”

    “It doesn’t really matter… .”

    Fortunately, that wasn’t the case.

    The investigation team leader is missing.

    ‘Was there such a story?’

    I shouldn’t not remember someone like that, but I don’t remember at all. Maybe he died during a mission or something.

    But it’s a bit ambiguous to say that he died with my own mouth.

    “Okay, let’s go together.”

    Linvar made up his mind with a solemn expression.

    In this way, the number of people to march to the orc colony was determined.

    “Linvar, bring the captain!”

    “Please. I hope that doesn’t happen… but at least find the body. I need to at least appease the soul.”

    “This human is talking nonsense. Don’t you know that human’s survival instinct? He must be alive somewhere. Come find him unconditionally.”

    The villagers who see us off.

    Yorn, who had been spying on us from afar, turned his back and disappeared as soon as our eyes met.

    “Then let’s go.”

    The coachman cracked his whip to signal departure.

    ***

    I arrived at the top of a high cliff and looked down.

    A huge castle.

    A colony of orcs is visible.

    How hard it was to get here. The road was rough, it was hard to see ahead, and demons were out there.

    Without the help of a map, I would not have been able to find the country whose approximate location I knew.

    If he had known about the existence of the map from the beginning, the Survey Captain would not have had to chase after the orc. Then he would not have died.

    ‘What should I do? The chief has dementia.’

    What a pitiful beggar.

    As expected from a place with so many dirty stages, the castle was teeming with orcs like bugs. If you look closely, you can see that there are also races other than orcs.

    Humans, and dwarves.

    They were slaves of the orcs. They were busy rebuilding the broken citadel under the watchful eyes of the orcs.

    “These monster bastards… How dare they enslave humans. Those incompatible trash bastards must be exterminated as soon as possible.”

    “… … .”

    I was clearly standing still, but the splash damage came in. I threw a rock with my eyes closed and the poor Karami got hit and died.

    “Rami… Trash… ?”

    “I’m not saying that to you, Master. Mr. Linvar, please be careful with your words. Our Assis repeats bad words.”

    “Okay.”

    Look at you, you never said sorry to me until the very end.

    Okay.

    Once this is over, I won’t have anything to do with you.

    “I will now tell you what Miss Assis must do. You must enter the fortress and wipe out the orcs.”

    “Yeah… .”

    “You shouldn’t use wide-range magic blindly. There are hostages and things we need to save. If possible, just target the orcs.”

    Assis nodded in understanding.

    I’m worried that even he might say, ‘I completely understand!’ and not understand, but even Asis can tell the difference between humans and orcs.

    “ASIS Yang. Please.”

    Assis was precariously standing on the edge of a cliff. Assis managed to step onto the spot where he would fall if he took just one more step.

    It was a big decision for Assis.

    ***

    Snowflakes are falling.

    A snowflake in the shape of a human being.

    It was snow that jumped down on its own, rather than falling down due to its weight like other snow.

    Leave the weight to me.

    Are you moving forward with determination?

    Assis just did as he was told.

    This time, on the surface, it wasn’t much different.

    But inside, it was different.

    I want to return Bascal to Darka.

    I want to hear the music box’s song.

    A step taken from the edge of a cliff is not a simple fall, but the first step chosen.

    The shackles of the days of obedience crumble and scatter in the wind.

    “Kuruk?”

    The orc looks up at the sky in the cool air.

    Snowflakes falling on a dark oak grove.

    Not a harsh blizzard, but a warm sleet.

    A step filled with determination was not a fall but an emergency, and the snowflakes crossing between the sky and the ground radiate the light of winter.

    The snowflakes eventually turn into ice.

    It poured out.

    Kwueeek!

    Sophisticated, if not bizarre, magic manipulation.

    The rain of ice hits the orcs squarely.

    Tsk tsk tsk.

    The ground freezes and ice rises.

    The ice slide welcomes Asia.

    Assis, riding on the U-shaped slide, does a somersault and lands gently.

    intruder.

    The orcs howl and sound the alarm.

    Assis paid them no attention. He looked around, looking for people.

    They were slaves of the orcs.

    He wore shackles with iron balls on his ankles.

    It’s so skinny.

    The expression on his face was one of sadness and despair.

    I got to know the dwarves.

    I got to know Northgard.

    Assis doesn’t know how to laugh.

    I don’t even know what joy is.

    But I know that doesn’t suit them.

    They like to laugh.

    People gather together and become passionate.

    So that we can do it again.

    Assis made the sword.

    There is no brilliance.

    There is no intensity.

    But to her, this is a revolution.

    Deep in her heart, a tiny crack is carved into her soul that was trapped in ice.

    The dragon’s curse was immediately activated, but Assis resisted.

    He swung his sword, holding on to the small will he had preserved that had not yet disappeared.

    ***

    Why do all bad guys like dark places?

    An idea suddenly occurred to me as I was looking at the orc colony.

    Because it looks like there’s an atmosphere?

    If it’s about taste, aren’t you a patient with second-year middle school syndrome?

    He is a narcissist who is intoxicated with himself and sets the mood in dark places.

    So then it’s easy to commit evil deeds?

    I could understand if it was a petty thief, but it’s really unsightly for a local leader to do that.

    The strong do not distinguish between day and night.

    Rather, it’s better to do something in a bright, crowded place. That way, you can get attention and show off your strength by dealing with opponents who try to overpower you.

    In other words, those who hide in the dark and do their work are weak. Because they are weak, they cannot stand up confidently and resort to vulgar methods.

    The strong are not those who hide in the darkness.

    But he’s not the type of guy who’s in a bright place.

    A truly strong person is one who turns his back on the light and moves into the shadows.

    The world calls such people heroes.

    They say he’s a character that only appears in fairy tales.

    Like ASIES today.

    Asis, who was dropped into the middle of an orc colony, slaughters the orcs using swords and magic.

    When he jumped off the cliff, I gasped in surprise, but thankfully nothing I was worried about happened. The little brat really surprised his master.

    Well, the slave is working hard, so I should do my part too.

    “Let’s go down too. While Miss Aesis is fighting the orcs, we’ll sneak in and take out the people and stuff.”

    “Can’t you just go in when the girls catch them all? Do you really have to go in now?”

    “A cornered orc can do anything to a hostage, and above all, time is running out. Once you capture the orc king, you must escape immediately.”

    “Why?”

    “That happens.”

    Linvar looked incomprehensible, but I kept the details a secret until the end.

    To put it simply, the areas where the last treasure is located are in the territory of Skadia. The Wyvern’s Nest is one such area, and this Orc Colony is another such area.

    When Assis, who was supposed to be sealed, runs wild in the realm of Skadia, her presence is noticed.

    I have to finish my work quickly and run away.

    We descended the cliff and attempted to infiltrate the orc stronghold.

    The orcs are powerful.

    It takes four soldiers to charge forward to deal with a single entity. It would be difficult for me and the research team, Linbar, who have no fighting power at all, to deal with it.

    Fortunately, thanks to Assis’s brilliant work, most of the orcs came out to fight back. Thanks to that, we were able to successfully infiltrate without any problems.

    The first thing to do was to ensure the safety of the slaves. We walked into the dungeon.

    Paat.

    As I was entering the dungeon, a screen popped up in front of me along with the system’s signature sound effect.

    [Slave’s Clue: Top Level]

    Isenggar, the northernmost part of the continent, a frozen territory with no end.

    Tarkind, an iron-blooded warrior and Norsguardian, defends the village from the orc army that has overrun the settlement.

    Northgard defeated the Orc army after a fierce battle.

    Tarkind pursued them to find their stronghold, but was eventually captured and became a slave to the Orcs… … .

    ‘Slave’s Clue? What is this?’

    This is an item obtained from a draw.

    I was so busy losing points, and even the things I got were like male slaves, so I just lived without paying attention.

    The slave’s clue just now came to mind.

    The story goes that he was caught while chasing the orcs in Northgard….

    “Mr. Linvar, is the name of the chief investigator Tarkind?”

    “Yeah. Didn’t I tell you?”

    “Maybe.”

    I forgot and didn’t know even if I heard it.

    If the character is from the slave clue, it is unlikely that he is dead. He is probably working as a slave somewhere in this castle.

    ‘But it seems like quite a bit of time has passed.’

    If it were a game, nothing would happen until the user contacted it, but this isn’t a game… .

    I soon learned what would happen if I left my slaves unattended.

    “I’m scared of orcs… I hate orcs… .”

    Solitary cell in the dungeon.

    A naked man hanging from chains.

    The System’s official slave mark floats above his head.

    [Iron-blooded warrior Tarkind]

    His body was so emaciated and his appearance was so dirty that he looked like someone who had been molested.

    The only opponents you can settle down with here are orcs… .

    ‘I’m sorry.’

    But I think it’s your fault for being born as a male character in a nerd game.

    I did nothing wrong.

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