Link the Orc

Damn, that's rough. Is that what they call it? Oh, I don't know. You're right. I don't think he's ever had the luxury of looking at a guy with a club before.

Shiva... what do we do? I rolled my eyes and looked around. I couldn't see any of the other three. Thankfully, one to one is hopeless, and three is a desperate number. He can't go to his body, and his commerce can't help him, and no one but the three who are coming towards us can see him.

The factory next to the market, the building area, is empty because it's too late. Which is why he chose this place as his crime scene.

Fortunately, even though I am very nervous, my head is not stiffened. Living as a Graccar in a dream, I experienced an unparalleled amount of tension. I've fought hundreds of lives on the battlefield, and I've been in the position of a cruel Orc, but I can't do anything about it because it's frozen like this.

That doesn't mean he's grateful.

You should ask for help. Screaming will only provoke those who have a slight chance of hearing it. Goku has no idea what's going on. Yeah, we should go. ’I was trying to get up, muttering.

I opened my mouth as I raised the fallen merchant.

“I'll pay you. Just go.”

“Yes. If you pay me, I'll just go. But old people are good at lying. He lost his job after a couple of hits. ”

Yeah, I didn't think I was gonna listen.

Pretending to support the high trade, I took out the smartphone in the suit's pocket. You cover yourself with clothes that are invisible to the man in front of you, and cover yourself with the men behind you. And I quickly found the phone number of the substrate hanger.

It was a short time, but I thought about it a lot. No matter how hard I think about it, it's impossible for me to deal with three people alone. Taekwon is also in 3rd place... No, it's a 3rd item because it was different when I was a kid. Anyway, it's three items, but it's just like doing gymnastics. I've never actually fought in my life.

You're gonna fight against three kids who look familiar to you at first sight? Against a guy with a club? Impossible.

So there's only one thing I can do now. Asking for help. I pressed the number of the substrate hanger.

“Just go. He's a really tall guy. You can tell by the clothes you're wearing. From suits to shoes to wristwatches, they all cost millions of won. If you touch him, the police won't let you. They're gonna turn this whole place upside down. If you get caught, don't expect anything. Die in the cage. You'll rot. ”

“Hehe. Thank you for this. I was just gonna take my wallet, but I gotta take my clothes off. If you sell it second-hand, it'll come out pretty good. ”

I insisted, but the seeds didn't work either. Yeah. Shit... I knew it. She looks like a little bitch. Are you a runaway teenager with a lot of problems these days? You shouldn't be so scared. When I was old and violent, I would have listened to my words and made sure that they were true. And I'm sure he just left. You don't want to spend a few bucks in jail.

But the young don't know the waters of the world, so there's nothing to fear. I am delusional that I will be able to commit a perfect crime because I think I am special and different from others. Even though there's no such thing as a perfect crime.

A message appeared on my smartphone that a call had started. He immediately picked up the phone and said quickly.

“Here's the way to the parking lot in the net worth of homes where you often come from. Please send the police and take action as soon as possible. ”

“Son of a bitch! Hey! Get to work! ”

112. But I also have eyes and I search for Internet topics. We know how many of the 112 reporting centers have made mistakes. I was lucky enough to have a good worker, but I didn't want to test my luck on that chance.

The substrate hanger has been guarding it for the last half year. It's not cheap, but it did a really good job. He had faith that he would take care of himself if he only told me the simple situation, and that's why he took out his commercial smartphone. I thought that if my name came up, I could ignore the substrate hanger. At least if the High Merchant's number comes up, he'll get it fast, and he'll be able to get the job done quickly.

If she's been working with Senior Commerce for years, she'll know about her regular home. Even if I didn't know, I thought I could somehow find my smartphone's location information because I turned it on. Now all I have to do is hang on until I get help.

The guys who saw me calling ran fast, and the guy in front got there first. He waved a club at my head without hesitation. Crazy Gräkkar. How am I supposed to handle that if I get hit and die?

I raised my left hand to block the ice.

Boom!

“Hehe.”

It hurts. Fuck. I got hit by a suit, but it hurts. What the fuck is he doing to me that I did to him? Immediately, the fever broke out. A naturally raised fist flew in his face.

Puck!

His body swings as if it were a turning stone, and he crashes to the ground.

“Huh?"

Surprised. Was my fist this bad? Old enough to turn a grown man into a single shot?

Boom!

I felt a strong shock on the back of my head, and my legs loosened and fell. I didn't think anything of it. The eyelid tried to close by itself.

It feels familiar. It's the feeling I felt when I first met Gräkkar in my dream. The only difference is that there were Orc brothers who would protect Gräkkar back then, and now I'm only a merchant who can't even go to his body because I'm drunk.

“Ahhhh!”

I could barely hold on to the call of a ritual to fly. I turned around and just swung my arm. Luckily, he slaps one on the side and rolls the floor as he goes along.

Boom!

“Khh.”

The remaining one strikes you on the side. Shit. They say adrenaline comes out when they're excited, and they don't hurt at all. They're all lying. It hurts like this. It hurts. It hurts so much. You stagger back.

I'm hesitant to come at him standing still as I stare back. Yeah, I hesitated. Two men down. I'm the one with the punches. If you get hit wrong, you go straight to the goal like everybody else... damn it. The man who fell on his side raises himself up.

He hesitated, and his friend came next to him.

“Let's kill him.”

The man who was struck on the side said with a gleaming eye. The other one was surprised by the words for a moment, but soon nodded and said he knew. Easier said than done to kill little bastards.

I felt other pressures earlier. I feel like someone's squeezing my heart and pulling my whole body muscle. Yeah, that's when you get the feeling you could die. I don't think I can do that. That Orc is a man who wants to die and I'm a man who doesn't want to die.

They're closing in slowly from both directions.

You'll regret it. You'll just have to pay for a few. Why did I rebel? If I had, I wouldn't have rushed to kill you like this.

I don't want to die. I really don't want to die. So let's rebel before we die.

I still feel the pressure all over me, but I'll die if I don't. We don't want to die. We have to move. I took off my outfit and wrapped it around my left arm. And then...

“Aaaaahhhh!”

You imitated Graccar. I didn't wait for you two to get close. You charge with shouts, as Gräkkar always does. I was embarrassed by the look on his face.

“You crazy bastard! ”

The other one comes running screaming.

* * *

“Huff. Huff. Huff.”

I was out of breath. You don't seem to have moved much, but you're tired as if you were running a marathon.

I won. I won three men with clubs in the first fight of my life. I know it's a great accomplishment to tell you not to lie, but... I don't care about that. What interests me right now is my condition.

Tsk, tsk.

Blood flows along the facial line and drops from the tip of the chin to the ground. I put my hands up and touched my head. I was awake. I prayed for sweat, but I looked down at my hands and there was blood. Shit... it's pouring out like this. I pressed down on my head with my outfit wrapped around my left arm. I pressed it without knowing where the wound was, but I couldn't stop the bleeding. Blood still runs down the face line, head to the end of the world.

You're gonna bleed to death.

“Shit. What are you doing with the substrate...”

Was it a bad choice to trust you? I think it's been a long time. Why isn't anyone coming back, you son of a bitch?

I'm losing consciousness. I feel confident that this is the first time I've ever experienced this, but I'm losing my mind... I examined the fallen puddles. If I lose consciousness now and one of them wakes up, it's over.

I need to finish making sure I'm safe. We need to make it impossible for them to get up and do nothing. That way I'll be safe. I can see the metal on the ground as if it were enlarged.

I picked it up.

Boom, boom.

Your feet barely move, but you move slowly towards them. Arriving in front of one, you raise the club.

Now hit this on the head and I live. Yeah, that's all I need to survive. I can live...

Ugh. Oh. Ugh. Oh.

The moment I tried to hit the iron club with my head. I hear sirens. Immediately, the iron club drops to the ground, letting go of its strength. At the same time, the strength of the legs loosened and collapsed.

The sound of police sirens relaxes me, and the strength I was forcibly squeezing relaxes.

You're alive.

At the end of the fading vision, I saw a police car coming into the alleyway with a flash.

- Vitel's watching you.

Blessings from Vitel.

He served as Priest of Vitel at the driver's office.

You obtained the skill 'Vitel's Ear’.

What is this?

You hear an unknown message. And completely blacked out.

* * *

"I want to eat the human woman's thighs. Where is it? '

‘The weapon is broken. I want to have a useful weapon. ’

‘You didn't kill a human. I want to break a human head. Are there any survivors? ’

I'm confused. Suddenly, I hear the brothers' voices.