177. So You Don't Have A Wife?
On the ground below, the mage fought with his dignity on the line.
'Why you…!' Soma cursed his opponent who seemed to be going easy on him.
"Take this!" He fired a volley of fireballs at the orc.
However, the brute wielding a huge club was suddenly nimble as a cat. Even though some fireballs hit this orc, his high magic resistance and regeneration allowed him to take the hits without suffering.
"Wrag… Gakeuk Chsoo…" Saying something in Orc language, Soma's opponent licked his lips and suggestively waved his fingers at the mage.
Hearing it, the other orcs laughed loudly. Soma's anger boiled as he had a pretty good grasp of what this damn orc might mean with those gestures.
He remembered the talk he had with the Orc Shamaness, who was smugly sitting on a wooden high chair right now.
"How flattering. A human such as you wants to mate with us lowly monsters?"
As Soma fought, the scene from earlier vividly played in his mind.