Returning to the Orcs Tribe!

"Speaking of which, why can the meat of Demon Beasts be a foundation for humans? Doesn't that mean that as long as we eat the meat of Demon Beasts, we can become sorcerers and swordsmen?" Sous did not understand this. In fact, he had never seen Demon Beasts in the Skalan Empire, nor had he eaten them before. He had only heard of the phrase 'Demon Beasts'.

Mercy was in a very good mood. They had obtained victory without losing a single soldier or general. One had to know that he was already prepared to fight here, but in the end, they had won with the few words of Sous.

"Ha ha ha, Sous, you don't understand. Let's put it this way. Demon Beasts are formed because they absorb the essence of the sun and moon. We have no way of understanding this thing. How do Demon Beasts absorb the essence of the sun and moon? Let's put this question aside. However, if we eat them, we will have a chance to absorb the remnant spiritual energy of the Demon Beast."

Mercy understood this very well. There were a few people in the tribe who had the spiritual force in their bodies. This was also based on experience. "When we have a trace of the force in our bodies, we can use a special method to refine it into our own. Then, we can use this force, allow it to grow indefinitely, and it can then be used by us. With this power, we can learn the skills of the sorcerers, and swordsmen."

Sous listened attentively to his explanation. The Orcs Tribe didn't speak in an indirect manner, so he understood quite a bit.

In other words, there was nothing in his body now. When he ate a Demon Beast, there might be a spiritual force lingering in his body. As long as he could think of a way to refine it into his own, this wisp of energy would be able to grow. This was the way to become a sorcerer or train in swordsmanship.

"In that case, not everyone can eat something as rare as Demon Beasts, right? Then why can some people train in swordsmanship from a young age, while others can just enroll directly in the Magic Academy to learn magic?" Having been in this world for so long, he didn't have much motivation. He was just a slacker, and a pretty boy next to the Empress. Every day, he ate, slept, and woke up again to eat. He really didn't want to learn these things.

At that time, his thoughts were that since he was already being taken care of by the Empress, there was no need for him to work so hard. If the sky collapsed, there would be someone to hold it up. He had no ambitions either.

"Ah, that kind. I heard from the sorcerers that that kind of spiritual energy is innate. Since they are born with it, the only choice they have is either to learn magic or practice swordsmanship. That kind of spiritual energy is the favored child of heaven and earth. It has nothing to do with us. There are very few of such people. Among thousands of people, there might only be one." Mercy knew about this and told it to Sous. Anyway, it was not a big secret. There were many people who knew about it. It all depended on whether you went to find out for yourself or not.

"I see," Sous said thoughtfully.

They returned to the tribe happily.

It was funny to think about it too. They had been fully prepared to go to war, but in the end, they didn't even fight. They only spent some time travelling back and forth.

They found it unbelievable.

It was the same for everyone.

They were already more than happy. It was good that there were no casualties.

When Sous and the others returned, everyone in the tribe was shocked.

When Mercy saw the tribesmen asking why they had returned, he laughed loudly. "We have returned victorious."

Then, he mustered all his strength and shouted, "I have brought back the woman for the Ritual. This year we will wait for the return of our Guardian, Guardian Beast!"

His voice was very loud, and it instantly swept through the entire tribe.

After that, the beastmen behind him also shouted.

…

At the back of the mountain, the sorcerer who was still tending the offerings was stunned.

"So soon?" The sorcerer frowned. He knew about the conflict between the Skalan tribes and the Skalan Empire. They'd just made peace, and now the hardest thing to find was a woman. In the past, women could be easily captured and no one would have said anything.

However, it was different now. The relationship between the Skalan Empire and the Skalan Tribe was now in a special period, and it was not suitable to have conflicts with the Skalan Empire.

"How did they capture the woman so quickly?" The sorcerer was puzzled. He really did not understand. In such a special time and so quickly, he felt that he had underestimated the importance of the Ritual Ceremony to the Orcs.

It was a special period, yet they were still so fast. It could be seen how important this thing was to the Orcs Tribe. What if he were discovered?

The sorcerer shook his head violently. 'I can't be found out.'

Absolutely not.

Outside the tent, the orcs, who were busy, were delighted to hear the shout.

The Guardian Beast was saved!

Soon, someone came looking for the sorcerer and shouted happily, "Sir Sorcerer, Sir Sorcerer, Lord Mercy has captured the offerings. It should be enough."

The sorcerer sighed in pretense. "It's not that simple. There are still many offerings that haven't arrived yet. Just these offerings that you have…"

The sorcerer witnessed the fall in expression on the Orc's face.

The sorcerer quickly tried to salvage the situation. "There's still a high chance that we can awaken the Guardian of the Skalan Forest. If we can collect all the offerings, that's a different story. There would then be no problem at all."

The depressed Orc widened his eyes. "Sir Sorcerer, is that true?!"

"Really." The sorcerer nodded.

It occurred to him now that all the years he'd been here, all the years he'd performed the ritual of sacrifice for the Skalan tribe, there had been no improvements. If this continued, there would be suspicions.

The offerings this time round had actually been prepared since last year. He had even added more requests at the last minute. If he still said that there was no chance to awaken the Guardian, the Orcs were no fools; they would definitely suspect him.

It would be fine if they did not know that he had performed the ritual to make the Guardian of the Skalan Forest sleep instead. But if they knew the truth, he would be instantly killed for sure. This group of Orcs was not so easy to deal with.

It was necessary to give them some hope.

"That's great, I'll go in and report the good news to Lord Mercy and the others!"

The beastman ran out, holding his good news.

As soon as he stepped out, he shouted to the people who were cleaning the offerings, "The sorcerer said that there are enough offerings this time, and the chance of awakening the Guardian is very high. Everyone, keep working hard!"

"Really?!"

"Really?"

Upon hearing these words, the beastmen were overjoyed.

"It's true!"

The beastman had an innocent and brilliant smile on his face as he went around announcing the good news. Whenever he met someone, he would report it and say the same words.

The Orcs, who were still cleaning up the offerings, were working even harder now. It was as if they had received affirmation and seen hope. They worked as quickly and efficiently as they could.