Orc Hero Story - Legend of Degree

Dobanga hole.

It is the name of a giant vertical hole, in Mount Lind, which runs north through the wrinkle forest.

This vertical hole is a gigantic vertical hole where the volcano exploded because of so many shocks when Gugugola, the fierce warrior of Auga, and Bongo, the prince of Dwarf, fought.

The explosion led to Bongo Bongo's death in battle, and the battle was won by Auga.

The vertical hole is then taken over by Auga as a territory. It became Fortress Lind, the front-line base of Auga.

The Seven Races Coalition has invaded its fortress into the Four Races Alliance as a stepping stone and has fought in its favor in many war situations.

But such a fortress will eventually fall, too.

It is those who have retrieved the land who are the rare warriors later called the 'Ghosts of War'.

He leads the Dwarf warriors to attack the fortress from the front.

Bring it in for a single ride with the general of Auga and defeat it. Occupied the fortress.

Dwarf accomplished the fortress attack.

He is the Doradobanga.

It is "Dwarf's Ghost of War" Doradobanga.

Dwarf got the Fortress of Lind and built a town there.

The vertical hole then became the territory of Doradobanga and was named the 'Dobanga hole'.

Bash and Zell were in the streets leading to such dovanga holes.

"You can see it."

White smoke rises from all over Mount Lind, which stretches out in front of you.

It's like the whole mountain is boiling up.

Regardless, it is not a natural sight.

The town of Dwarf is on that mountain.

Dwarf says almost all residents are blacksmiths, and there is one in the family, a workshop.

The smoke that blows out of the mountains is the smoke that leaves its workshop.

"I miss you. Well lost."

The town of Dwarf is like an ant's nest.

Dwarves who live in the mountains, because they dig all over the ore and fill the mountains with holes.

As a result of each inhabitant crawling through the mountains at will, the town becomes a labyrinth and a fortress.

Bash also participated in several fights in this dovanga hole, but all I can remember is lost memories.

Once I got in, I couldn't get out for three days, I couldn't even get in touch with the outside, the troops were scattered in sporadic fights, on battlefields where I didn't even know the lives and deaths of my detached comrades, and I just had to keep fighting.

It is a painful memory.

"What? You ever lost a husband?!?

When it comes to Zell's memory, it's not.

Bash always came back to the camp without hesitation.

"Oh, here, I've always been lost"

"Heh, I thought I knew all about the structure because I came back with nothing!

"That can't be right."

Of course, it's not like Bash knows all about the structure.

Lost in stray, hungry, and just seeing this as harsh, Bash was destroying the wall and escaping to the outside.

No matter where I was in town, I could have gone out every step of the way if I had dug diagonally upwards.

By the way, with that, Dwarf called Bash the 'Destroyer' because it often also caused a severe collapse.

"Recently, Dwarf towns have been set up and easy to understand roads are available!

"Really?

"I just saw it once before I got here. I used to be like an ant's nest, but I was stunned when I broke up in the neighborhood and downtown! The downtown area is amazing, and there are about ten lousy taverns lined up! So, the store connects inside, and the dwarves go into the store from the edge and out of the edge! There's no such thing as a scythe!

"That's exciting. I hope you find some good booze."

Not as much as Dwarf, but Oak is also a liquor lover.

We are even said to be living off other races with no creativity, but we make our own liquor.

Though it is like muddy water compared to Dwarf's.

Bash is of course an oak in the oak.

Naturally, I'm also addicted to alcohol.

Every night, to the extent that you go to a liquor store, even though you are afraid that young people will ask you about your female history.

If you can drink Dwarf's booze, your chest will swell to expectations.

"I hope they find my wife."

"... sort of"

But the groin wasn't swollen enough.

"You're not feeling well, sir. What do you want?

"Mm, you know what I mean?

"Isn't that warm?! I don't know how much you think I'm looking at my husband! When it comes to asking my husband about his complexion, he's proud to say he's the best in the world! Come on, what do you want? I want you to tell me, even if it's not a big deal, because there's something refreshing about telling someone!

"Um, actually..."

And that's when Bash tried to talk inside.

"You!

"Let go, let go!

Two, I heard some arguing from the front.

Looking at something, there was a bridge at the end of the road, and near its center, the elves and dwarves were teasing each other.

"Wow, that sounds like a bad mood..."

I don't know what else to do.

Elves and Dwarves are not close.

Dwarves that cut open and fuel forests and elves that love forests and are loved by forests are the opposite and incompatible.

"Is that it? But it doesn't feel like we're fighting."

But when I approached him, things were a little weird.

Rather than the elves and dwarves fighting, it felt like the elves were bewildered and watching each other's troubles.

"So that's how you can't do it at a time when you're trying to do something with someone else's power!

"Then why don't you! Tell me to fight with my own made sword!? You hired a famous warrior!

"I didn't say that!

As the Bashes approached further, it became clear what was going on.

Apparently, two Dwarf women were arguing.

One is grabbing the other arm and trying to pull it to the Dwarf country side.

The other was defying it and stomping on it like a dog.

"I'm telling you to brush your own blacksmith arms more!

"Polished enough! I'm confident I can strike much better weapons than you guys!

"That kind of line, a thousand more swords, before you say it!

"It's not necessary! I'll prove it at the Martial Arts Festival!

"Oh, already......! You don't know! I'm telling you I can't do this to you right now!

"That's not true! If you don't disturb me, I'll try to win!

If you were grabbing your arm, your back length was low while your muscles were rough, and you were intimidating the other with a dumpling nose, a fierce look.

His face is wide to the side and his mouth is huge.

If your forehead is wide, your hands are big.

She is a typical Dwarf woman who is likely to sit in a chair and laugh at greetings.

……

Seeing that, Bash was disappointed.

(Again... the dwarf woman...)

Why Bash can only expect from Dwarf's country for booze.

That was the look of this Dwarf woman.

The Dwarf woman doesn't fit my taste.

Of course, you don't have to be quiet.

But behold, that wind.

Isn't it like a laughing rock?

Where in the world is an oak that craves rocks?

Of course, as a bash, as long as you can throw away your virginity, whoever you're dealing with or whatever.

Dwarf women, too, don't really like the look of it, but it doesn't mean they're as bad as Lizardman or Killerby.

but it's a bash and a man.

Hopefully, I wanted to throw it away with the person of my choice in appearance.

"Ah? What, are you... orc?

And, you felt such a bash gaze, the Dwarf woman noticed the bash.

I raise my face, and it openly brings my face to light.

"A traveler."

Bash said that pale.

The age of the dwarf is hard to understand, but this dwarf woman is not so old.

Though it is the fierce expression, the overall intimidation is not so great, and the physical waist is not sharp. I guess I'm not a warrior.

However, as far as around my arms, I knew I was working out a lot.

A promising young man in the future, something like that.

"Are you an oak?

"It's not a detour. My name is Bash. I'm traveling looking for something. I want to enter Dwarf country."

"Something, huh?

The woman Dwarf looked seriously at Bash's face.

And he laughed haha and showed the end of the road with his jaw.

"... then go on your own"

"What!?

And it was the elf guard who raised his surprise.

She is a beautiful woman.

Elf-like skinny, yet creased at the hips, her ass is cuddly rounded.

Her face is beautiful, and her frightened face is soooo.

If you hug me, I'm sure you'll smell good and you'll feel great.

I tied my blonde hair to Mitsumi, and it smells quite like flowers there.

It's a pity you're married and your head is decorated with white flowers.

Such was she, looking at the bash, about three steps back.

Apparently this elf, someone who had been to battle with the oak, was making his face pull when he saw the bash.

"It's an oak!? Are you sure!? It's that easy to get through!

"I don't mind... it's not up to Atashi to decide, but unlike you and the elves, Dwarves don't set restrictions on immigration in the first place. If you're not the kind of bad guy who's wanted, everyone's welcome. Or are you the kind of guy who gets nominated? You want me to work in Dwarf country for evil?

And, Dwarf woman asks me a question, and Bash shakes his neck to the side.

"No."

"Fine then. As much as you like, you can find something in our country."

"Oh no... you... what kind of race is the orc...?

The Dwarf woman laughed haha again as the elf said so with a look of war.

"I know. Oak, I'm not even interested in a dwarf woman. And now my husband is watching you all the time, not you."

"Huh!"

The elf soldier scratched his body and pulled back one step.

Bash slowly, took his eyes off her.

Sure, this elf was a beautiful woman too.

It was also impossible for my eyes to go away.

The opposing Dwarf woman is still like a rock.

I can't be soooo watched.

A hug would just be a power comparison as it is.

Or if you saw him as a warrior on the battlefield, it could be an ordinary battle, but I don't want to bring him back as my daughter-in-law after that battle.

"Oak's husband comes from a town full of elves he loves and wants to go into Dwarf country. You must be looking for something so important. It's more important than fishing for a woman in Elf Country."

"... well, yeah"

The purpose of the bash is female fishing.

However, we are going to Dwarf country because we have heard that it is probably impossible to achieve our purpose in the town of Wrinkle Forest.

There, they say, something similar is happening to the Elf country.

In the Elf Country, it was just a wedding boom.

If that's the case in Dwarf country, there's a chance.

Though I came to rely on such the only information, it was still hard to say that the Dwarves I actually saw were by no means my preferences.

Nevertheless, Bash is also the man who survived the long war.

Some of the battles, arguably forever, were against the Dwarves.

From that experience, I know that some Dwarves have beauties where they say by oak standards.

That drops a few steps compared to a human or elf, and may be a small number in absolute terms. But there must always be women of Bash's taste.

That's why I'm trying to get there without expectations.

"It's just down the street. We're taking it in."

"Let me do that"

Bash said so, while trying to pass by her side.

So, uh, I saw the other guy's face she was grabbing from earlier.

(Mmm!)

It was beautiful.

The color of the hair is the Dwarf-specific habitual redhead, and the eyebrows are fat, but its face doesn't resemble that of the woman next door.

Beautiful curved nose beams, clear blue eyes.

I can't say it's thin, but still rounded, hands and feet with a human slurring impression......

Slightly taller for a dwarf, with big breasts.

She was a striking girl for Bash, exactly what she deserved to be called a beautiful girl.

(I didn't know Dwarf had so many women!

Bash stopped his leg.

I don't know what kind of boom is going on in Dwarf country.

To be honest, I wasn't expecting anything.

But if there's such a woman, it's not the story.

Quickly, to hang the attack, Bash rotates his head.

(Sure, when it's an elf...)

Think about actions to hand in memories and dictate.

In the country of humans, he cleansed his body, showed mysterious and masculinity.

In the Elf Country, he showed wealth with a golden picka necklace and proposed with an elf outfit.

Both ended up failing, but it shouldn't have gone wrong as a way.

In Dwarf country, what do you think?

What is the method?

Shit, if this is the case, I should have asked Zell in advance.

I didn't think there was such a beautiful woman at the entrance that I neglected to gather information.

Thinking about it, there was nothing wrong with me when I failed to gather information.

So was Donzoi, a comrade of war, who died in battle.

With this dovanga hole, he still didn't gather enough information, fell off the battlefield, and he didn't come back as he did...

That's not all, that was the battle in the Zarico Flats, even there...

"Hey! You there! You're a warrior! I saw that as a warrior with a name!

And such a girl screamed.

Look at the bash, in desperate shape.

"Yes, what's wrong with that?

Bash who asks but answers as he asks.

In response, the girl's face blossoms.

And speak.

Put the words of destiny on the poor voice that Bash never expected, but always wanted to hear...

Yeah, it's...

"Be my fighter!

It was a proposal.