Dungeon of Pride, Laplace

Chapter 459

Their heads popped from their shoulders like watermelons before they even got a chance to pull out their weapons. Except for the leader orcs, the rest of the orcs soon dropped down onto the ground killed by a single maid within the time frame of half a minute.

Forget about the last remaining orc, even Simon the one who gave the order was looking at the scene with gobsmacked eyes.

“She… She is pretty brutal isn’t she?” Simon couldn’t help but remark looking at Bianca’s spotless doll like face which did not even flinch from the start.

“Fifth sister is just doing her duty” Annette commented, it looks like the scene was nothing unusual for her. Alice was of the same opinion, she did not look fazed even when her elder sister single handedly defeated the line-up of enemy.

Seeing them like that, Simon felt embarrassed that he was the only one who was thrown aback by the scene when he was the one who designed them in the first place.

GUGHI…

Simon snapped out of his thoughts when he saw the leader Diluvian High Orc make a run towards the forest. He glanced at Alice beside him who nodded her head and took a bow from the space ring that Simon had provided her.

Of course, he did not buy these space rings as all of them were dropped by the adventurers who were foolish enough to try to conquer his dungeon. Since his inventory had more than ten thousand slots, storage was never a problem for him.

Additionally, he also had an emerald space ring on his hand that he got from Laris. Thus, he provided the additional space rings that he got from the adventurers, to his subordinates.

Space rings might be out of reach for ordinary adventurers; however elite and strong adventures always had these with them. Diving inside the dungeon would be much more hectic if not for these space rings which helps them store their loots.

In any case, Simon had equipped all of his subordinates with these space rings.

PENG…

An arrow that was made of highly condensed mana released out of the bow that Alice was holding and instantly blew up one of the legs of the leader Diluvian High Orc that was trying to run away.

GUGAAA!! The Diluvian High Orc losing its balance fell onto the ground and screamed in agony. It tried to crawl away from here only to be stopped by a foot wearing a heel that bore down on it like a mountain.

Bianca after finishing the rest of the orcs, stepped onto the back of the leader orc and stopped it from moving altogether. She could just snap the life out of the latter by applying a little more pressure on her foot.

However, she didn’t do so because she understood that her master needed this one alive to get the information out of it.

GUGAAA!! The leader Diluvian High Orc squealed like a pig that was about to be butchered.

“Oi… Oi… don’t squeal so much, you are making it look like we are the bad guys” Simon initiated a conversation slowly approaching closer to the orc with his company.

“GUGA??”.

“Hm? There is no point in pretending, I know you can understand us” he immediately narrowed his eyes when he saw the orc was planning to play ignorant.

“What do you want human?” the Diluvian High Orc finally spoke in a language that activated Simon’s [Language Comprehension] skill.

“Yes, that’s how it should be. Guessing from your level, you should be an Orc Commander right?” judging from the information that analysis showed, the Diluvian High orc was level 390. Simon remembered that the orc commanders he had met back inside the high orc territory, were around this level. Thus he took a guess only to get a surprised look from the orc.

“How does a human know that? Don’t tell me you have connections with that kingdom? You incorrigible humans, we orcs will never forgive you… GUGA!!”.

“Hey now, stop spouting things that don’t make sense and only answer the question I ask you” Simon kicked the orc and stopped it from spouting nonsense. He extended his index finger and asked—

“First Question, what are you orcs doing here when your territory should be in the far end of the western region of the forest?”.

CRACK… sounds of bones being broken could be heard as Bianca applied more pressure on her foot that was boring on down on the orc. The Diluvian High Orc squealed and instantly gave up any resistance it had in mind.

“We.. we are here on orders by our general. I don’t know why but he seems to be interested in that town and that peculiar tower”.

Simon’s brows twitched for a second when he heard that an orc general was here. Unlike the orc commanders, an orc general’s power was on a whole different level.

The Orc General Berigard for example, was a being who was able to manipulate more than two elements of mystical energy and contend against the Lightning Draconic Serpent of that time.

“Why is an orc general interested in the town?” Simon asked.

The diluvian High Orc was silent, when exerted more pressure, it hurriedly cried out. “I-I don’t know, none of us commanders were made aware of what is there and why we are attacking the town. We are simply following the orders because we hate the humans “.

“Master, it doesn’t seem like he is lying. Perhaps, it is as he had said” Annette observed finding no lies in its behaviour.

Simon mused, he glared at the Diluvian High Orc with his [Demonic Eyes] activated and pulled out his second finger.

“Second question, who and where is your orc general?”.

“That…” the orc hesitated but when it felt the foot that was like a mountain bearing down on it, it babbled out all the information.

“Our general is Berimal, he is currently near a small pond where we have set our camp”. A small pond! Simon remembered that there was one such place a little far from his dungeon. If one could deal with the aquatic monsters living in that pond, it would be quite an ideal place to set up a camp.

Simon extended his third finger— “Next question, why are you hunting the humans and where are you taking the captured humans”.

The diluvian High Orc finally showed a different emotion other than fear on its face when he asked it that question.

“It’s because we hate you humans. You have always tried to suppress and take advantage of us. Now you have even reached the forest where our home is and expect us to stay silent?… GUGHA”. The Diluvian High orc radiated intense hatred as it glared at them, it wanted to struggle free but was pressured with so much force that even the ground caved in a little.

Simon did not know why the race of orcs was so hostile towards humans; however, since it didn’t concern him, he did not press for an answer.

“Answer my other question, where did you take the captured humans?”.

“GUGH… we have taken them to our camp. Hehe, by now our general might be putting slave seal on them” the Diluvian High Orc answered with a hideous smile.

Simon was unfazed, he moved on to his next question “Then answer this last, did you invade this part of the forest knowing fully well that it is someone else’s territory?”.

The orc looked confused nonetheless, it answered truthfully “The general might know something, but we orc commanders weren’t given any other information other than attacking the town”.

PHEW… “I see” Simon exhaled a deep breath, took out his crimson sword and stabbed the immobile orc in its head. Since it would be a waste of experience to let it go, he decided to kill the orc commander himself.

“Let’s go and greet that orc general”.

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A little north of the tower town inside the eastern region of the forest, was a small pond surrounded by towering trees and grass that reached up to the waist of an average human.

The place isn’t usually visited by other monsters because of the presence of the native creatures living inside the pond. They would attack anyone regardless of who approached the pond.

The creatures that lived here, was a race of monster called the Tortacosta. It has dreadful fangs, huge claws and had the appearance of a tortoise.

Right now, the bodies of the hundreds of Tortacosta were floating above the surface of the lake and their blood dyed the pond a colour of red.

A few Diluvian High Orcs could be seen at the shore of the pond drinking the water. Other than that, a large number of trees had been felled to clear the area and to set up crudely made camps.

At a glance, there were more than five hundred orcs that could be seen roaming inside the camp. A large prison was set up in the centre of the camp where humans were kept in captivity. The area around this place was bloody with numerous dead bodies lying around the place that helped serve as an example and to demoralise the spirits of the ones inside the prison.

The atmosphere surrounding the prison and the prisoners inside it gave off the feeling of despair.

“We are all going to die”.

“This is the end… haha” murmurs like that came from every corner of the prison.

“Ugh… Kuh—where am I?” Bolan who was amongst the adventurers who had been captured, finally opened his eyes while feeling severe pain run all across his body.