Orc Hero Story - Legend of Degree

29. Gonglasha Mountains

Moving northwest from Mount Lind to Mountain Herald, the Gongrasha Mountains exist.

Mountains consisting of Mount Gongor, Mount Grato and Mount Arriosha, at an altitude of 4000 m.

The country of the beast lies ahead beyond its mountains.

The Gonglasha Mountains are Dwarf territory, but not all mountains have holes that run through opposite sides like Dbanga holes. Even if there is a route out into the beast country, not everyone knows that, and maps and such of course do not exist.

Therefore, if travellers wanted to move from the Dwarf country to the Beast country, they would need to make a major detour around this mountain range.

Because the mountains are rugged and not a place where people can go through......

"Something's getting foggy."

"Right."

Bash was in such a mountain.

Bash is an oak hero.

I was used to harsh battlefields, sometimes rushing through these rugged mountain paths, deep woods, and magical flying battlefields.

With Orc's stubborn body and Bash's inexhaustible health, it's easy to go beyond this level of mountain range.

"Can you see my foot?

"invisible, but no problem"

Bash was now walking (...) down the cliff in the thick fog.

It is like a giant spider to travel at high speeds with a steep slope, but without bitterness.

If you don't know him, you'll see him again.

I may follow my cheeks to see if I am being bewitched by a phantom manipulative warcraft.

But it was a sight that would reassure those who knew Bash that "Ah, Mr. Bash the boulder can't run like a stator on a cliff either".

"Is that it? Husband, you look kind of in a good mood. Is something wrong?

"Think of the beast woman."

Bash's mouth was loose.

All I can imagine are the beast women I saw during the war. Everyone had a supple and beautiful body, he was a fierce warrior.

Beast tribe.

If you speak of them in a nutshell, a bipedal beast.

Jung-min and fierce. Unmerciful and brutal nature. The night's eye works even in the dark, searching for enemies with a keen sense of smell, even in the thick fog.

It's just a roll to keep in close contact between troops with a special squeal that only we know, and to hunt down enemies in a vibrant siege.

They lag far behind other races when it comes to magic, but they don't care about it.

Because they are a race of warriors.

Nevertheless, there is another important piece of information for Oak.

The beast is full of children.

One pregnancy, giving birth to three to seven children.

On top of that, during the once-a-year estrus period, the mate doesn't refuse even if he's an orc, and he comes passionately close.

It was therefore extremely popular with some oaks.

Beasts are still the best way to have kids, he said.

The appearance of the beast separates preferences among the oaks, but as a bash, falls within the range of preferences.

It's a difference between cloud mud, at least compared to Dwarf.

If you think of a meeting with a beast woman you haven't seen yet, your mouth will loosen and your feet will become lighter naturally.

"Next time, I want to find my wife"

"That's right! Until now, I can't say enough that I've been danced to half-information or had perfect support. But the next step is to discover the perfect daughter-in-law from perfect support and lead her to the perfect proposition!

Three proposal failures.

It had given Bash, a warrior of war, a little impatience.

Until I'm thirty, I still have time.

But time flies fast.

The moment will come in no time while you are saying something long.

In that case, the bash is over. I can't live my whole life in the sun.

Beast's royal engagement.

Beast country floating by it.

I can't turn this opportunity into a thing, what's a hero and what's a warrior in the war.

These two were in a better mood than ever.

"Which way is better than that?

Bash looked around where he was able to walk through the cliff and stand on the ground with only his legs.

Though the temper is in, the surroundings are precisely in Gori fog.

I only somehow know which is the climb and which is even the descent.

"This way! Over here! I'm pretty sure" Red Forest "is this way! Believe me, they're coming with me!

"Oh!"

But some fairies there specialize in reconnaissance.

Or, if you are not familiar with this fairy named Zell, you would have been anxious about its too incredible words and deeds and would have gone the wrong way.

But Bash has a long relationship with Zell.

Whether it's a thunderstorming strange forest, a swamp where corpses fold, or a battlefield where tinnitus with anger and a sword trident, I have believed in Zell's signposts, followed them, and survived.

So believe me and follow me.

Sometimes we go far, but we know we can always reach our destination.

Gothic, bumpy rock skin, the air is thin and cold, and if the season is seasonal, it's not strange to be covered in snow.

A harsh environment that is likely to freeze to death in an instant if you are a human.

But the footsteps of the bash are light.

Because the country of the Beast, The Red Forest, is almost there.

"Oh? The fog's clearing up!

At that time, a strong wind blew.

And the fog clears up so that it is blown away by the wind.

Light plunges in from the clouds that cover the sky, and sunny weather expands.

It just happened for about a minute.

The mist that had covered the perimeter of the bash was clear, and there was no cloud in the sky, and the sun was shining brightly.

"Come to heaven"?

In this continent of Vastonia, weather changes rapidly from time to time.

It is called rainfall that heavy rain and storms suddenly stop and become sunny, and vice versa, that suddenly heavy rain and storms occur.

They have frequently occurred in the midst of a great battle and have repainted history.

Even for Bash, there are many memories in coming to heaven and descending heaven.

Even in the battle of the Lemium Heights, which was forgotten, the descent of heaven and the coming of heaven took place.

That's just not a product of nature......

"Oh, over there! There's a beast forest over there!

And Zell screamed where Bash tried to remember a certain person.

The direction Zell points to. Right rear.

Just below the cliff I just passed, I saw a red forest.

A large forest showing bright red leaves, the 'Red Forest' of the Beast tribe.

"I'm going down the mountain!

"Uhm!"

Blah, blah, blah. I was about to pass by, but Bash nodded without worrying.

It's the usual thing for Zell to do this if he leaves the directions to him. Ultimately, if we can get there without delay, there's nothing wrong with that.

Because if you're alone in the bash, you can't arrive, or it's too late when you arrive.

Start descending down a steep slope, sliding like a crisp.

If you're the orcs who know Bash well, "Ah, that's right. Mr. Bash doesn't suddenly jump off either," it's a sight to be relieved and disappointed.

"... hmm?

On his way down the slope, Bash felt a fudge and looked back.

……

Looking back, there was a top.

Far from holding Bash's eye, the summit of the mountains.

So something reflected the chiraliness and the light.

It was hard to see with backlight, but when I stared, it also looked like someone was standing there.

"What do you want?

"... nothing. Besides us, there were travelers lost in the fog."

Nevertheless, the bash is oak.

I'm not the type to worry about details.

Someone was standing at the top, and I don't care.

"Hmm. You know what?"

And also, Zell wasn't the type to care about details.

(No way)

Bash had in mind the name of a person who was only for a moment, but immediately denied it.

Because it has nothing to do with Bash, even if he wasn't in a place like this in this world, and even if he was here.

"Well, let's find the precinct first! Let's go!"

"Oh!"

Thus they went down the mountain.

"It's a hazy oak! There's an oak coming out!

"Whole sword out! Hang on to the name of the ex-heavy dog soldier, and never let him live and give it back!

"Don't let the princess's sunny day get dirty!

As Bash approached the border, the border became noisy at last.

Soldiers with faces like Bulldogs, who have fought dozens of bullfights and won out, swept out their fangs and surrounded the bash.

"Well, I'm not a detached oak. My name is Bash, I'm traveling looking for something!

"I will! I don't know where the Orcs are so elegant! Beautifully polished skin by being bathed in the water like every day...... looks a little dirty today because I've been over the mountains, but perfume with a fragrant smell...... looks like it's disappearing over the mountains after all, it stinks a little...... no, but face, yes face! My husband's face doesn't look as tough as the detached oak there! Here, look closely! Nice fangs!

The Bulldogs had a surprising look at the scattered fairies as they flew around at super high speeds, but they never put their swords away.

Instead, when I heard the name Bash, I got more power in my face.

"Bash!? That 'Oak Hero' bash!?

"That's right!

"You! What do you want with this country!

I heard the Third Princess of this country is getting married.

The moment I said that, the soldier leading the way got all hairy.

Murdered like a warcraft.

I ran my eyes blood and set my sword against the bash.

"How dare you!

"Never, I won't let you through here......!

"I will put our lives on the line and I will kill you!

If it was meant to be, there's one attitude Bash takes towards the person who runs his eyes blood and points his sword at.

It's a fight.

Pull out the sword on your back, tear everything down and break through the center. We'll move on.

"Mmmm..."

But Bash doesn't pull out his sword.

Because if you go through the sword here, you know that your purpose will not be achieved.

"Something!? That's crazy! I'm not saying I won't let you through just because you're an oak, am I?!? There's no such thing as a treaty! Rather, the truce agreement tells travelers to let anyone through, doesn't it?!? Is that okay? Just the beast. You don't keep the pact? You're in a bad position, aren't you?

"You've learned about treaties and such!

It doesn't even work on Zell's persuasion.

Everyone was out of hostility and killing, staring at Bash.

It's a momentum that I can't even jump into.

From what I've seen, they're warriors of war. You seem to know about Bash.

I don't know Bash... but he's probably been relative to them in battle before.

And, or you're killing their people.

From them, I felt those signs.

These are peaceful times.

Everyone strives to be at peace.

The resentful also think that the war is so much resentful that they resent the species that were enemies.

But some people really don't think so.

Well, if the revenge of your parents and brothers has actually appeared in front of you, you may not be able to pull it off.

Most of all, they were unattached because they knew Bash, too.

Because we know that if we jump, we turn ourselves into flesh pieces.

"Hmmm... can you let me through"

Bash was in trouble.

To my mind, I have never been able to cross the border before, even if I have been rejected or surprised.

I've been shown a willingness not to let you through, but this was the first time I had an obvious intention to kill you so far.

……

I'm not willing to fight Bash.

Nevertheless, if they are really going to wave that sword up down for real......

Even as a bash, you can't not not not fight.

To the proud Orc warrior, the option of escaping the battle does not exist.

Well, all the more so if your opponent is serious about coming up against your chest with pride.

Bash doesn't move.

If you walk one step forward, they will attack you.

Even with their hands on the sword on their backs, they will strike.

Or even if Bash turns his heel and starts walking down the original path, they may see it as a good opportunity to strike.

And at that moment, Bash's plan to find a daughter-in-law in Beast Country disappears with algae chips.

Bash doesn't have the next plan.

The plan to find a daughter-in-law is a big step backwards, and the virgin will be with Bash forever.

At the end of the day, magic warrior.

At the same time as you get the symbol of disgrace, Bash will lose everything else.

Definitely deadly.

Think about it, there may not have been this much pinch in Bash's life.

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That's the time.

Somewhere, I started hearing nose songs.

Besides, in keeping with the nose song, I can also hear the sound of the strings.

Around the middle between Giggy and Bibby, it's a discord like the sound of a Hellbird squeal, but it's definitely the sound of an instrument.

Behind the bash.

……

Bash, to be honest, expected.

Think of it, the border was a meeting place.

In the Wrinkle Forest, I met Sandersonia, and in Dobanga Hole, I met Primera.

They were both beautiful women who could not complain, although they were the ones who were turned down the proposal.

So, again this time, if.

"Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta ~ ♪ Hey!

The owner of the nose song spins between the soldiers and the bash if he stays too far away from the bash.

I pointed my finger at heaven with a hanging voice.

Bash was disappointed.

Because he was a man.

"Are you rubbing anything?

He has pointed his fingertips at the guards and asked them as if they were going to talk to an old friend of his decade.

It's Frank.

……

Confusion is something that transmits across races.

Bash looked at Zell and then also at the soldiers of the beast.

Is that someone you know? No, stranger.

We exchange such thoughts with each other even though telepathy is not available, and again, we see a nose songster.

The race will probably be human.

Gender is man.

He has a string that humans often play, and he wears a mask that mimics a woman.

Really suspicious.

"... I'd like to go through here, but I can't get an ear to hear it."

Bash took it. For now, that's what I said.

It is the form in which the question was answered.

The man turned to Grung and Bash.

"Is that true?

"Oh."

Next I turned to the soldiers.

"Is that true?

"... we are ex-heavy dog soldiers. Put this guy through his name and honor... you can't go through 'Oak Hero'"

When he heard it, he spread his hands even wider and mouthed to appeal to the soldier.

"I know how you feel!

He spinned as he kept his hands up and said in a playful tone.

"I also lost a loved one in the war! If you say you don't have a grudge against the one who killed you, you're lying!

It stops perfectly.

"But! In these peaceful times, that's not a good idea!

……

"You may have lost such a man in the war! But think about it. Our alliance of four races has made peace. Why! That's because everyone who has fought hard thought, 'I don't want to lose my beloved anymore'! Now you have someone to love, don't you? You'll have a family when you get home, won't you?

But when the man set up a string with a playful trick, he made a boron sound.

It was like when something was exposed that should not come out, it was a dirty sound.

So much so that the soldiers wonder how they can make this sound out of normal string instruments.

"This Mitsuhito is also a warring warrior! If you fight, one or two of you might get a victim. Or it could be total annihilation. Oh, of course I'm not insulting you guys. That's what war is all about! And if one of you is lost, he who awaits your return shall grieve. The thoughts of those who have made peace, their wishes, are wasted!

Strings make a boron and sound.

Even those who suppress their ears came out to that noise, which was so offensive.

"For me, the Messenger of Peace, it is never overlooked! So here, spare my face, will you let him through!

That's what the man said and spread his hands again.

The soldiers look at each other.

Even though they told me to spare my face, the man's face was covered in a mask.

"You're kidding me... in the first place, who the hell are you?

"... oops, I did. I'm late."

Men cough with cohons.

When I took something like a letter out of my nostalgia, I handed it to the soldiers.

"What, this... is!?

The change in the expression of the soldier who saw it was dramatic.

"You... no, you...!

So, gently on the soldier's mouth, a man's hand is placed.

Shh, breathing from between his teeth.

"But why... what about that mask?

"To preserve peace around the world… whisper, I am now a messenger of peace"

That's what the man said and lifted the string, ringing bollocks again.

The soldiers face, but not blatantly.

From the bashes, I don't know the paper jewelry a man had, or who he is.

But apparently it turns out to be a great person to the extent that the soldiers use salutations.

"I don't know the details, but you don't want to be welcomed in the big..."

"That sort of thing"

The soldier first returned his permit to him, with a sinister face.

"But now this country is a sunny day for Her Royal Highness... there is no way to pass through 'Heroes of Orcs'..."

"I know your concerns too...... but isn't that why?

……

"What, he won't do anything. It is proof that you did not pull out your sword with your swords pointed at you. That oak, right? Anything I can vouch for. He does no harm to the beast. Absolutely."

That's what men say, isn't it? and looked back at the bash.

"I won't do anything, will I?

"Oh. I'm not going to cause any problems"

Bash nodded.

Originally, I didn't mean to cause any problems.

I've never had a problem with anything in town before, and I'm going to be able to do it well, beast or town.

"See, here's what he says too"

"... I don't trust Orc's words or anything... but if that's what you say, let's obey"

The soldiers weren't afraid that Bash would cause problems.

They had a different reason.

"But if anything, we will hunt and kill that orc with all our might"

"Let's hope not, too"

Man - That's what the Messenger of Peace said, he nodded contentedly.

■ ■ ■

"Thanks. Thank you."

Out of custody, Bash said so to the Messenger of Peace.

If he hadn't come, there would have been blood rain at the precinct.

Naturally, immigration and other dreams again.

On the contrary, in the worst case scenario, there could have been another war.

"Come on! Because I am the Messenger of Peace... No, I am the Messenger of Love and Peace Errol!

"Messenger of Love and Peace," Errol said, sounding the strings boron.

The sound was somewhat similar to the gasp heard by the warrior chief of the oak when he was offending a woman in his cabin.

I don't know about the music in Bash, but it felt like a hopeful sound.

If you wish, it would make you wish you could make that sound in the future.

"Besides, you should come..."

"What?"

"No, it's nothing! Ahahahahaha!"

Errol suddenly laughed and ran out of tatter.

"See you sooner or later!

"Oh! I'll pay you back this debt sooner or later!

"Ha, I hope so!" Oak Hero, "Lord Bash!

Errol laughed and ran down the road leading to town.

The destination is the same place.

If so, we will also have the opportunity to meet again.

"You've been talking to him a lot."

"Right."

I'm sure Errol wouldn't want Zell to tell him either, but Bash agreed.

I've never seen much of a man on my journey.

But there Bash gave him an imaginative look.

An oak doesn't give you much of a look, like exploring the depths of memory.

"Hmm? Husband, anything bothering you?

"... that man, I think I've met him somewhere"

"Didn't we meet on the battlefield or something?

His waist was incredibly sharp from that light-hearted attitude.

At first glance, it also looked full of gaps, but Bash and Zell were discerning that there were no gaps there.

A warrior of war… it is also clear that he would be a well-known figure.

I just didn't remember the name Errol, the two names' Messengers of Love and Peace ', the mask he was wearing, or the name Errol.

Strings, etc., needless to say.

"Now it's time for me to find my wife and try my best!

"Oh! Right!

If you don't know, don't know.

Bash and Zell are the kind of people who don't care about details.

Instead, he moved his groans and legs into the land of the Beast.