Moku looked at the four orcs in front of him, he narrowed his eyes and looked at them one by one. His brow furrowed when he saw Boku, he wanted to comment on something but he couldn't say it at the moment.
Right now they were in the carriage, the sun had already set so it was getting dark. Moku didn't want to start a bonfire so as not to make this narrow train suffocating with smoke.
Behind Moku, already sat his three wives, Nevare, Nezena, and Nerphyl. And behind his three wives sat four girls, Lina, Vivi, Widya, and Claire. They lowered their heads with flushed faces, even though they couldn't see in the dark but they knew that the orcs could do it.
Not wanting to linger, Moku immediately opened his mouth "I congratulate the four of you who have succeeded in winning the Palaka to return the girls to the tribe. I don't want to say at length because your condition is still not improving, you can even say it's still bad,"