Sava had expected Tevor's revenge to come soon, but he didn't expect the following month to be quiet. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The inhabitants of Violet Town quickly adapted to the fact that there was an extremely powerful orc who lived in the hills just outside the town.

Therefore, he also turned a blind eye to the behavior of his orc slaves who secretly ran to the hills in the middle of the night.

But Savoy's sense of urgency grew stronger.

He knew that when Tewall came to him again, he must be with complete certainty - either an army, or a few real masters who were good enough;

But the almost roasted red ear, oh, now called Hanfka, held him back.

He did admire this young man with only one red ear from the bottom of his heart.

However, the other party was seriously injured.

Although there is the best medicine provided by the one-eyed Cole, and the innate recovery ability of the orcs, in a month, it can only make Hanfka barely walk.

In fact, from the third day onwards, the orcs in the town began to take advantage of the cover of night to sneak into the mountains to learn from Savoy. And the one who listened the most was Hanfka, who was lying down and couldn't move.

After more than ten days, Hanfka was finally able to get up, and together with him, he became the first orc in the town to awaken his soul power.

As for the others, although they were attentive enough, they did not have the same speed of progress as Kutchi, Wright and others at the beginning - speaking of which, when it was first discovered that Kuqi and others were growing at an astonishing rate, Sava once doubted whether the orcs of this era had the talent to quickly master combat skills and awaken soul power.

It wasn't until he lived in the Misty Forest for a year that he realized that the orcs in the forest had grown at the same pace as 10,000 years ago. There are highly gifted geniuses, but always only a few.

It's the same with Violet Town now, there are geniuses like Hanfka, and of course, more ordinary beings.

Sava began to wonder if the rapid progress of Kuchi and the others was related to kyanite.

He had told the Goblin Elder about his experience digging for kyanite, but even the Goblin Patriarch, who had lived for more than 10,000 years, had no impression of the mineral.

Of course, these issues are not relevant at the moment.

The most important question now is - when and in what form will the retribution from Française become?

Despite his worries, Sava had no intention of leaving.

One is due to Hanfka's injuries, and the other is that he is worried that Tevor, who can't find him, will be angry with the orc slaves.

Why, then, has Tevor's revenge not arrived?

The only one who knows the answer is Tvor's most trusted servant, Farak.

On that day, not long after flying out, Tevor, when he descended from the sky with a broken hand, he could scare Farak a lot.

Especially when he saw Tevor's face pale and frightened as he emerged from the Wind Warrior, the loyal servant even burst into tears.

"My lord, did that tiger man hurt you?" Farak asked cautiously, wiping tears from his eyes and carefully helping Tewall to sit down.

Tevor's answer: both sides lose.

Farak suggested, "Do you want to gather elite men and take advantage of the opportunity of the tiger man being injured by the adults to capture him in one fell swoop?"

Tever thought for a moment and shook his head: he didn't want anyone in Fran City to know that Tevor, the son of the Wind Demon, who was famous back then, had not been able to bargain with an orc.

Even if this orc is incomparably stronger.

After all, in the eyes of humans today, only powerful alien beasts can be counted as enemies to be faced. As for orcs or other races, it's not worth mentioning.

Losing to an orc is as ridiculous as losing to a cat or a mouse.

So Tevor's countermeasure was to find someone to repair the Wind Samurai while starting to contact his old troops.

The target of the confiding is the current commander of the Tempest Legion, and the loyal subordinate that Turwall has spent so much time cultivating. After truthfully describing the strength of the Tiger Man, Tever asked him to send a team to Frank City to help him take down his opponents.

Of course, the transfer of the main battle legion, even if it is just a small team, involves a lot of affairs, and it is impossible to achieve the day and night.

Tever had the mental preparation, and the patience to wait—he didn't even send someone to spy on the Tiger Man, because he believed that the other party must still be staying in Violet Town.

Perhaps, this is the tacit understanding between the strong.

When the entire two squads of mechs finally arrived in Fran City, the repair work of the Wind Warriors had been completed.

Tever set up a feast at the City Lord's Mansion to entertain the juniors from the Tempest Legion.

They talked about the battle situation of the Tempest Legion in recent years, talked about the powerful beasts that were killed by His Excellency the current Legion Commander last year, and talked about the dangers he encountered when he took up his post in the Legion - along with the endless liquor, this fat old man and a group of young mechists quickly got along.

So, when it was heard that the old former legion commander had single-handedly gone to kill the orc murderer in order to avenge his loyal subordinates, but was defeated by the other side, every mech master slapped their chest muscles in indignation, clamoring to look good at their opponents.

At this time, Sava was sitting on the hill, concentrating on crafting weapons.

Not far from him was the pigman Hanfka, who was moving his steps step by step.

Hanfka's wounds have not yet healed completely, and every step he takes brings him great pain.

Looking at the cold sweat that kept breaking out on the top of his head, you knew how much this pig man hurt.

But his eyes were extremely resolute.

Sava raised his head, glanced at the young junior appreciatively, and raised the weapon in his hand: "Hanfka, come and see, see what I have prepared for you." ”

Hanfka wiped his sweat and tried to quicken his pace, step by step like Sava Move.

"Oh my God......" Hanfka exclaimed as he took the murderous-looking weapon from the smiling Savoy.

An iron rod about a meter long, one end is connected to a huge chain, and at the other end of the chain is an iron ball covered with spikes.

Judging by the weapon's blue color, it is believed that it was taken from the severed left hand of the Wind Samurai.

Sava smiled and encouraged, "Give it a try, whirlwind." ”

Hanfka immediately made an extremely standard whirlwind attack, dragging the iron ball in chains, making a terrible whining sound, and conjuring into a blue light, in the beautiful color, emitting a trace of murderous aura.

"Flails! The best weapon for whirlwind strikes. Savo explained with a smile. "My former brother relied on a flail to make a name for himself as a pigman warrior on the entire continent. ”

As soon as the momentum was retracted, Hanfka's face was full of energy: "I will also be on this continent, so that everyone can get to know the orcs and pigmen again!"

"Hahahaha!" Sava laughed heartily and said with a smile: "Come, you just made this move, and there are two connecting movements that are not in place. I'll show you......"

Taking over the flail, Sava himself demonstrated the whirlwind fight, and once again Hanfka was dazzled - if the combat skills he displayed were like a violent wind, then Savash displayed a metal hurricane wrapped in countless blades!

"Do you understand?" Sava stopped his movements and handed the flail to Henfka: "If you understand it, you can practice hard, the package in the cave still has a lot of food, you take it all and wait for me on the other side of the valley." ”

When he said this, Savoy's expression was very serious, and his eyes looked in the direction of Violet Town.