Chapter 2: New Century (Epilogue)
No, the northwest direction was precisely the clue that the players deliberately left for Adams. As long as Adams dared to pursue in the northwest direction, he would encounter Perro Hammerfang.
As for Perro Hammerfang, that eccentric Orc Third Prince, he was still kept in the dark.
He was getting closer and closer to the Andor Empire’s Border Fortress.
It was now a time of clearing skies after the rain.
A lone smoke in the vast desert, a long river at sunset.
Suffocated by the dampness from the rain, Perro Hammerfang’s feet felt even more sore.
He took off his shoes, licked them with a sigh, and his mouth produced a lot of saliva. The sour smell that filled the air made him feel much more comfortable.
This was truly living.
Perro Hammerfang sighed, and his poetic muse was suddenly inspired. Facing such a scene, how could he not compose a poem to express his feelings?
However, ever since he had heard Allen’s poems these past few days, Perro Hammerfang’s standards for poetry had become increasingly high. He was determined to compose a poem with true substance before he would rest.
Unfortunately, his ink was limited.
He couldn’t come up with anything for half a day, so he had to seek Allen’s help.
“Lord Allen.”
“Lord Allen?”
Perro Hammerfang put down his feet and turned his head, only to find that Allen, who had been nearby, had disappeared.
“Has anyone seen Lord Allen?”
Perro Hammerfang then asked the Kobolds under his command.
“Reporting, Your Highness, Mr. Allen said he was feeling unwell, so he went back to his tent to rest just now.”
“Should we wake him up?”
“Wake him up for what?!”
Perro Hammerfang flatly refused.
“Since Lord Allen is not feeling well, let him rest. Do not disturb him.”
“Yes.”
The Kobolds dared not say anything more and retreated obediently.
“Such beautiful scenery, it cannot be wasted like this.”
“No, I cannot give up. I must ponder further.”
Perro Hammerfang paced back and forth. This deep thought lasted for over two hours until the sun began to set. He still hadn’t managed to compose a poem.
However, Adams had arrived.
“Your Highness, something is wrong! A large group of Worg Riders are charging over, a vast expanse of them. This should be the army of the Second Prince!”
A Kobold scrambled frantically to Perro Hammerfang.
Its dog-like head was pressed to the ground, but it tried to lift it up. The main reason was that Perro Hammerfang’s feet were so sore that it feared it would vomit up last night’s meal.
This would be a great disrespect to His Highness, resulting in a severe punishment if not death.
“Adams, that wild wolf, has come?”
“I haven’t even gone to find trouble with him, and he’s come to find me? What does he want?”
Perro Hammerfang was a little bewildered.
He hadn’t provoked Adams.
But Adams’s aggressive approach with his army surely wasn’t an invitation for him to visit, was it?
“Gather the entire army, order the Desert Dragon Legion to take off, and prepare for battle.”
Perro Hammerfang swiftly issued the command. Then he remembered Allen, who was resting in his tent, and added an instruction:
“Oh, and protect Lord Allen. Make sure he doesn’t get hurt.”
However, before he could issue any more instructions.
The vast desert echoed with a rough roar from the other end:
“Perro Hammerfang, get out here, you bastard!”
A writhing black line appeared in the distance, merging with the blood-red hue of the sunset.
This black line stretched for several miles, trembling slightly.
A rumbling sound could already be faintly heard.
That was the Worg Rider legion under Adams.
“Perro Hammerfang, you attacked my logistical transport team and looted important supplies from the Royal Court. You have now violated imperial law!”
“As fellow Orc princes, I have the authority to kill you on the spot!”
“Of course, if you are willing to return the looted supplies, I can show mercy and plead for you before our father, the Emperor!”
The Worg Rider legion drew closer.
Adams’s roar became clearer.
Perro Hammerfang could now see the majestic figure sitting on a towering Worg.
But he felt lost.
Followed closely by anger.
What looted supplies? What did it have to do with him? Was Adams just looking for trouble?
“I don’t know anything about any supplies.”
“I have not looted any of your supplies.”
“Despicable and shameless Adams, if you want war, my Desert Dragon Legion will be more than happy to send you to the Ancestors’ Totem!”
Perro Hammerfang glanced at the army Adams brought. It wasn’t very large; they could fight.
He wasn’t afraid at all.
Just fight!
After all, he had Lord Allen behind him.
He, Perro Hammerfang, would protect Lord Allen’s safety.
“Dragon! You dare mention dragons to me again!?”
Adams looked at the Desert Dragon Legion circling in the sky, his face contorted with rage.
This Perro Hammerfang was deliberately provoking him!
“Charge, the whole army!”
“Cut off the heads of these mongrels!”
Adams roared up to the sky.
With burning fury, he raised his saber and led the charge toward Perro Hammerfang’s formation on his Worg.
Today, he would fight to the death with Perro Hammerfang in this desert!
…
“Phew—”
“Finally out…”
Alence sighed in relief as he looked at the Orc legions fighting fiercely in the distance.
This undercover mission was not only extremely dangerous but also quite… smelly.
Only a genius like him could undertake such a task. Anyone else would have been killed for making mistakes within a few days.
Perro Hammerfang seemed easy to get along with.
But that was only because he catered to his tastes. Orcs were all brutal, which was closely related to their environment and culture.
Not all intelligence operatives were as knowledgeable as he was.
“This is about right.”
“I’ll go report to His Majesty. If I hurry, I can not only seize this batch of supplies but even take down the Second and Third Princes of the Orc Royal Court.”
Alence couldn’t help but smile as he thought of this. He patted the Swift Pigeon, Gugu, in his arms and quickened his pace.
“Gugu, just wait a little longer. When I get back to King of Winter, I’ll give you an extra portion, guaranteed.”
“Gugu~”
…
This time, Xi Wei had completely given the players free rein.
This was a test and also a trial.
However, to be on the safe side.
He still left Loli, Ruo Yi, and Clemon with the Winter City army to assist the players.
As for himself, he rode Connie, taking Gabriel with him, and headed towards Demon City according to the map.
As for directly leading the army to attack Demon City, Xi Wei had considered it, but Gabriel stopped him.
Unless all the forces of Winter City were deployed, it would be very difficult to capture Demon City.
The most crucial reason was that such a large-scale operation would easily attract the attention of the demonic creatures near the Abyss Eye.
At that time, the Winter City army would be caught between two forces, and a slight misstep could lead to irreversible defeat.
This was not the first plane of the Abyss.
There wasn’t such favorable terrain there.
The attacking side always had a disadvantage.
Moreover, outside Demon City lay a desolate desert, and it was easy for the demonic creatures near the Abyss Eye to reach it.
