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Looking at the three remaining orcs, Justin smirked.

"Hello there."

The two orcs said nothing, simply staring at the approaching group of thirty-two Pioneers.

The three orcs, including the commander, were swept away with ease. It was almost anticlimactic. The orc commander, in particular, roared in frustration, as if furious at how unfairly it had all ended. It seemed to believe that if it had been in full health, things wouldn't have ended so pathetically.

Of course, Justin didn't care about a monster's sense of injustice.

"Well, at least the rewards are as good as the trouble they caused."

He muttered quietly as he gazed at the two pieces of equipment in front of him, looted from the fallen orc commander's corpse—a suit of armor and an axe.

〈Armor of Savagery〉