Walking through gravel roads and past several ruined streets as far as the eye could see, I was guided by Fringard to a town where many of the buildings still appeared to be intact, and into the center of the town, I stood beside what appeared to have been a fountain and observed the buildings that had not collapsed.

It was still late at night, and the streets looked dark without moonlight. If you're staying here at the moment and don't have any lighting on the road, you're really at a loss to figure out how to navigate the dark streets, and people with excellent eyesight can probably see the environment that is relatively close to them. You ask me how I can see the dim environment in the distance? That's because I'm wearing 'Fringard'... Thanks to my partner, I could see far and near in the darkness very clearly through the crystal goggles.

(I said partner, are you sure your 'subordinates' are really here?)

After scanning my surroundings, I asked Fringard.

[Haha~ Partner, believe me, he is currently dormant in this urban area. ］

To the question I asked, Fringeld smiled and explained lightly.

(So how are you going to wake him up, partner?)

I asked Fringard right after.

[This is what I'm going to do next, don't be too surprised when your partner calms down~]

Hearing me ask how to wake up my subordinates, Fringard smiled at me in response.

(surprised?)

I rolled my eyes angrily when I heard what Fringard said, please, I would have been surprised if I had lost all my emotions!

[Wake up... Wake up, my men who followed me hundreds of years ago, and now wake up here!!!!]

(Huh?)

The sound that Fringard just made... It seemed to be different from the voice I was communicating in my head, this voice... It was like a spiritual and spiritual transmission, and I seemed to sense it through the sound of Fringard reaching a church-like building in the city......

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Dim interior.

What should have been a wooden bench has become an area of rotting wood, and the thick dust that has accumulated on the ground seems to stir up a puff of dust and smoke with a gentle blow, and there is a large bottomless cavern in the center of the interior floor.

"Who is it?"

Something sleeping in a cave heard a sound from nowhere, and asked in a rather strange voice.

"Huh?"

Something that had just woken up from its slumber seemed to sense something outside the building, tilting its head slightly.

"......?!I didn't expect it to be you?!"

It was as if sensing the familiar aura emanating from something that existed, and something made a rather shocked and agitated sound.

When something stood up, there was a "whew" around his body, and his original figure disappeared without a trace......

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[Here we go, partner.] ］

(Understood.) ）

Hearing Fringer's reminder, I subconsciously looked ahead.

At this moment, not far in front of me, a ...... appeared out of thin air. How do you describe him or it?

If I hadn't lost my emotions, I would have been short of breath at this point, and I would have been extremely shocked by the presence in front of me, right?

Standing not far in front of me was a nude, genderless, reddish-brown humanoid creature with red and brown skin. This creature may be skinny, but he's much taller than me. Unlike humans, he has no eyes, and his head is occupied by a very large mouth. His mouth has very sharp and oversized teeth, and he will let out a heavy wheezing sound from his mouth from time to time.

To be honest, his appearance is very weird, and in addition to being weird, it is more of a terrifying feeling......

Something standing not far in front of me seemed to sense my presence, and he stood still......

[Huh? No, is it a goblin? This aura from him... It is indeed the breath of you who you once was...... I see, is this goblin my lord's current inchman?......

Just as I was about to open my mouth to ask about the strange existence in front of me, suddenly he knelt down on one knee and lowered his head slightly, as if to pay homage to me.

(Hey, mate.) What now?)

Looking at the "man" who knelt down on one knee not far in front of me, I subconsciously asked Fringard in my mind.

[What else can I do?Ask the questions you want to ask~]

Hearing my inquiry, Fringeld responded.

Ha?

Did Fringard mean to leave it to me to talk to him?

"Excuse me... Other words... What's your name?" I asked in a flat voice, looking at Fringerd's 'subordinate' who was kneeling on one knee not far ahead.

But the "subordinate" who was half-kneeling on the ground did not respond to my question, and when he heard my voice, he raised his head down to face me.

(Isn't it true that I just have to talk to him?)

Looking at the 'subordinates' who didn't make any answer, I thought to myself.

"I don't have a name, my original master only called me 'subordinate'. ”

After only a while, the "subordinate" who was half-kneeling on the ground in silence answered me in a strange tone, and when I heard what the "subordinate" said, I said that I had already understood and nodded.

"So...'Subordinates,' can I ask you for a favor?" I said to him immediately after learning his name.

"What is needed of me, my 'master'. Hearing what I said, the 'subordinate', who was half-kneeling on the ground, asked me respectfully.

"I want you to find the 'Brute Horn' that the Orcs lost in this ruin......"

As I spoke, I pulled out a piece of parchment from my blood-stained waist bag, which had been given to me by the orc patriarch, and that it contained information about the appearance and associated characteristics of the Brute Horn.

"Brute... Horn? Okay, I see. "Hearing what I said, the 'subordinate' replied to me very simply, and when he had finished speaking, he stood up and moved his own slightly thin hands.

"Wait, I haven't told you what that item looks like. I spoke aloud to my "subordinate" who had just stood up with a parchment in one hand, but he seemed to ignore me as if he had not heard what I said, and continued to move his thin hands.

"Rest assured, I know exactly what that thing you are talking about. ”

When the "subordinate" finished saying this, he stood in place at the moment, and disappeared without a trace as if he "disappeared out of thin air".

(What?)

When the "subordinate" disappeared in place, I could barely detect a vague figure passing by me with my own perception, and it was obvious that this vague figure was the "subordinate" who had just disappeared without a trace... The speed at which he moves himself is simply terrifying......

(I say Fringeld...... That guy... How strong is your 'subordinate' him?)

When I was completely unaware of my subordinates, I asked Fringeld in my head.

［...... How strong is it?Partner, the reason why you ask this question is because you are worried that my "subordinates" may do something bad to you, right?]

Fringeld joked with a smile as if he saw my concerns.

(Hey, Fringeld.) Tell me quickly!)

Hearing Fringeld's laughing and joking, I asked him again in my head.

[Haha~ You're still in a hurry, partner? Okay, I'll tell you. If we compare the strength of all the individuals in this world, we can probably get three classes, namely: the weak, the veteran, and the strong. ］

In response to my next question, Fringard still joked to me in a smiling voice about strength.

[As for the question you asked me how strong my 'subordinates' were?] I can only give you a rough answer, hundreds of years ago, his own strength was in the upper echelons of this world, but after hundreds of years of deep dormancy... Who knows if he's getting weaker... Or has it gotten stronger?]

Fringold then told me about the strength of his "men."

（...... ）

Just as I was about to ask Fringard any other questions about his subordinates, there was a "whoosh" sound in front of me, and the subordinate who had disappeared from the "Brute Horn" who had just been entrusted by me to find the "Brute Horn" appeared in front of me out of thin air.

"Here you go. ”

A subordinate with a horn in his right hand walked up to me and handed the horn in front of my eyes.

The horn in the hands of the "subordinates" seems to be made of some kind of biological bones and teeth as the basic material, and the surface of the horn is carved with many patterns and scenes that only look like orc cultures, in addition to these two points, the most incredible thing is that this horn is faintly emitting white light in the dark environment.

"Thank you. ”

I took the horn from the hands of my subordinates with both hands and thanked him politely, and after hearing my thanks, my subordinates seemed to hear some incredible words, and their whole bodies became stunned like wooden people......

Looking at the 'Brute Breath Horn', one of the seven treasures of the orc race, I habitually touched my chin with my left hand.

So...... Now it's time to leave Lesa Jega, right?

(Partner, I'm going to get out of here next.) ）

I said this to Fringard in my head.

[Wait a minute, mate.] I have something to explain to him, please wait a little longer. ］

Hearing what I was going to do next, Fringard told me to wait until he was done with what he had to do.

(Okay.) ）

I have no choice but to agree with what Fringard said.

[My 'subordinates'. 】

The sound transmitted between the psychic power and the psychic power that Fringard had used to awaken his subordinates had come out of the mask again.

"...... this voice?!!! Are you still alive, my lord?!"

Immediately after hearing Fringard's voice, his 'subordinates' knelt down on my knees, respectfully knelt their heads on the ground, and said to me in a voice that could not hide their excitement.

[After we leave here, I need you to take care of this ruin, and in the future we may have to borrow your power......]

"Yes, I'll take care of this ruin after you're gone, don't worry!!" Hearing Fringer's request, the 'subordinate' replied loudly in a voice of great respect and sincerity.

[I'm sorry for you, 'subordinate.'] 】

"No, it's my highest honor!!" The 'subordinate', kneeling on the ground after hearing Fringard's words, replied in a louder voice.

[Let's go, partner.] ］

That's when Fringard said to me in a heavy voice.

(Okay, partner.) ）

I replied without hesitation to what Fringard had said, and turned around and walked in the distance in the opposite direction of the interior of the Lysa Yaga, step by step......

"I look forward to seeing you again, my lord!"

............

Looking at the black fog in the sky that is slowly dissipating, the sun that exudes soft sunlight on the horizon in the distance is slowly rising little by little, looking at the sun that is neither dazzling but very soft, the depression in my heart seems to be slowly fading......

So... It's time to get out of this hellish place!!

Let's leave here and go back to Manya!!

............