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Realizing it a beat later, he was dumbfounded, but Ugdash seemed relieved after hearing the nonsense.

“princess. Like it.”

Ughdash laughed, as if the previous rage had been smoke.

On the other hand, Pinto forced the corner of his mouth to go down.

Due to the unexpected expenditure, the loss was so great that it made me sick and mad.

‘Damn it… why am I because of that country boy?’

Emotions boiled over at what the lord of Olymus had done.

Surprise, bewilderment, anger… Killing a strong man like Baguku was truly surprising, but at least it was an orc weaker than Ugdash.

‘Because I’m angry about the pig, I’m going round and round about asking for release.’

Look at that little girl smiling brightly when she said that she would give her the princess.

‘It was a year to sell it expensive.’

Thinking about it again made me sick to my stomach.

“step. he kills me he insulted me Since you killed Baguku, I must avenge you.”

Pinto was about to agree, but something came to mind.

“What about those who support him?”

“support?”

Ughdash blinked and asked again.

“Isn’t there someone who takes care of him, just as Ughdash helps me? I was worried about that anyway, so I sent my son to Olymus.”

It was Pinto who thought there was an elf behind the lord of Olymus.

Elves, that sassy race supports humans?

It was hard to believe, but that’s how things went.

The fact that the former Earl Dorin suffered a blow from the elves, the idiot who succeeded the count testified to this, the man named Gehard who appeared with the idiot and made him a puppet, and even the hunting of humans of different races suddenly stopped in the Great Plains.

It was not a feat that a single human being could accomplish just because he was good.

Clearly, someone other than human is intervening, Pinto surmises.

‘Rather, I like it that way. It’s because I’m a human being that I have to react against it. If my benefactor would do it, wouldn’t I?’

sent his son Sandro.

It contains an offer that people of different races cannot refuse.

Killing Baguku will make the case a little bigger.

‘If the lord takes responsibility and dies, I can take his place. Even if it’s not, it’s like making a good relationship with the elves, so there’s nothing to lose.’

When Pinto smiled, Ugdash reacted tremblingly.

“What you said. I don’t understand. No one supports him.”

“yes?”

No way?

Which elf killed Count Doreen?

“He is the enemy of the representative system. deceived the representative. so they took my land The representative system was insulted. Nobody likes him.”

“Cheat the representative?”

Pinto’s jaw dropped open.

‘Is that possible? Isn’t that bastard a human?’

Humans deceived the representative system and stole the territory?

It was Pinto who learned a lot while dealing with Ugdash.

I also knew how terrifying an organization the representative system was for heterogeneous people.

It was quite surprising that there was an existence that extorted the land from such a representative system, and that that existence was a human being.

“you. I was tricked.”

Even more surprising was the fact that he had been tricked.

“No… it can’t be…”

The word that I was not deceived came up to my throat and then stopped.

Something more serious came to mind.

“So, I sent Sandro…”

“I remember your son.”

Ughdash answered.

“pig. would have died like my son.”

Pinto jumped up from his seat.

His face went red and flushed.

Ugdash received Pinto’s passion with disdain.

“Why? You just have to give birth to another baby.”

“Not human!”

“so?”

“…”

“Sit down.”

The two clenched hands trembled.

How did he get a son who had a hard time seeing his child?

Even more so, in order to reduce inferior seeds, royal slaves were brought in to give birth.

The cost was incomparable to that of the princess who was supposed to give it to Ugdash.

For Pinto, money was everything in life.

Sandro was the one who had the most of it in Pinto’s life.

“I am going down south.”

“…”

“The great emperor kills him before he interferes. You go back and swarm. How much can you collect?”

Pinto took a deep breath to clear his anger before replying.

“…If we mobilize all of the north, we can mobilize 10,000 people.”

A figure that included not only knights, but also mercenaries and peasant conscripts.

The conscripts were peasant scumbags of no use in battle.

Considering that the population of Olymus and its surrounding territories was less than 10,000, it was a huge number.

Likewise, the Ironmist tribe must have about 10,000 warriors purely in terms of warriors.

Ughdash opened his face, showing his teeth.

“good night. Come in when you’re ready.”

“How much did you collect?”

“entire!”

entire?

Pinto tilted his head to the side.

“Olymus has a large land, but a poor population. Even if you add all the villages together, it won’t be more than a few thousand. But why…?”

Even if the population is in the thousands, not all of the thousands can be armed.

As far as Pinto knew, even the smithy was a territory shared by several villages.

How many people can fight in a place like that even if they are armed?

“He fought the representative system. And won. There must be something else.”

“Mmm.”

Pinto still felt like he was overdoing it, but he didn’t show it.

‘It doesn’t cost my money anyway.’

And he wasn’t even a lord.

No matter how many he collected, neither his money nor the landlords were wasted.

Even gathering soldiers is just a word.

– There is a gold mine there.

Count Dorin, whom Pinto supported, is dead.

At present, there was no lord in the north who received Pinto’s patronage.

There are many people who want to take that vacant seat and become the monarch of the north.

If you add a gold mine as a bonus, who will refuse?

“All right. We will collect as much as possible.”

“I can’t stay here long. If your group attacks him, I will go too.”

Ugdash spread the map on the dirt floor and pointed to Olymus.

“We scatter and attack all of his villages. The guy is short on numbers. To block them, you have to divide your moves and move quickly.”

“So he’s aiming for a time when his forces are dispersed and his health is low.”

“Yes. Your group lures him.”

Even when told to become a bait, Pinto nodded without complaint.

Seeing the word “Olymus” on the map made Sakyin angry again.

‘My son, if you touched Sandro even a little…’

I’ll beg you to kill me, Pinto asked.

###

“Don’t bury the body, burn it. It is a waste of soil.”

“If you put a wick in your belly button, it will burn for a week.”

Looking at Sandro’s body, Griff threw a joke.

It was a fat body that would make a joke sound really good.

“He is the wrong boy.”

“yes?”

“You should have been born as a pig, not a human.”

“Oh… I thought you’d make a joke too.”

I asked as I watched Calliope shut Griff’s mouth with a bloody glance.

“How many of you can deal with an orc?”

“About twenty people.”

“A horseback riding?”

“Of course.”

“Arm everyone and call Gerhard and Hilde.”

“Is it war?”

Griff erased the mischief and narrowed his eyes.

“The arrival of Pinto’s son is nothing short of an ultimatum. At least until this time, it is proof that I have no intention of aiming for my territory by force.”

War can no longer be postponed.

Ugdash must have confirmed Baguku’s death.

The fact that Pinto’s son came to me also means that Pinto himself went to Ugdash, and the only reason Pinto meets Ugdash is the slave trade.

‘The moment when Baguku is urged to pay in order to cover the purchase price. That’s when Baguku’s death will be revealed.’

It was right now.

Grif flew the Familiar into the sky.

“What should I do next?”

“I have to cross the mountain range.”

Griff put his mouth together.

“The Gray Mountains? Isn’t that beyond the sphere of influence of the representative system?”

“At the same time, it’s also where Ughdash’s stronghold is located.”

I recalled the memories of the previous episode.

The time when Ugdash, who occupied the Great Plains, invaded the inland.

I remembered clearly how Ugdash’s offensive was progressing.

“Ughdash is an orc. There is only one way to deal with orcs.”

Hitting the chief’s head.

“Orcs show great unity when there is a leader, but when the leader dies, they have less organizational power than a grain of sand. Because they have an instinct to fight each other to be the boss.”

“In other words, you want to kill Ughdash and disintegrate it?”

I dropped the smoked tobacco on the floor and trampled on it.

“no. I will absorb it.”

“yes?”

Griff blinked.

“I will kill Ugdash, and I will subdue the hordes Ugdash has gathered and destroy them with the northern lords.”

“Do you subjugate the orcs? What else is the northern lord?”

Grif rolled his eyes as if they would make a sound.

“Ugdash, Pinto. I’ve dealt with them horribly. It’s obvious how these two will come after me, and the answer is obvious.”

Ughdash, Ironmist Tribe

###

It was only recently that rumors of gold began to circulate.

The place where the rumors arose was Turan, and it wasn’t gold in the first place.

Rumors started that the lord had died and that it was an elf who killed him.

‘An elf killed Count Doreen? Why an elf?’

Upon hearing the rumors, the neighboring lords shrank in shock.

Count Dorin and all of his retainers were dead, and even though the territory lay defenseless, he did not dare to touch it.

‘Aren’t they trying to come down south again…?’

The northerners had been harassed by the different races until just before the opening of the Great Plains.

He had vivid memories of the time, and he feared that Count Dorin’s death might be a sign that those days were returning.

‘I want to take away the Earldom of Doreen… but now I have to strengthen my defenses.’

The walls were repaired and the moat was filled with water to strengthen the boundary.

I braced my nerves until I was sure it was safe.

And over time they were relieved.

Elves, there will never be a different race coming down again.

When I was convinced, I had a different idea.

‘Who is Pinto sponsoring now?’

I couldn’t touch the Countess of Dorin because I didn’t know the relationship with the elves.

Instead, Count John Doreen aimed for Pinto’s floating gold.

Even though John Doreen had a poor territory in the North, it was because there was an enormous amount of gold in his back that he could be proud of as the leader of the North.

Now Doreen is dead and only gold remains.

Who will Gold hold hands with?

‘There’s no way I’ll continue the contract with the dead Count’s younger brother. That merchant isn’t the type to join hands with a loser again.’

The northern lords knew Pinto’s personality very well.

They wanted Pinto’s attention more than anyone else.

Even in the North, look at how John Doreen, who was a country boy, became the leader.

Also, he did not want someone other than himself to become the leader.

‘If only I could get the gold that the merchant has…’

Pinto was not a lord, nor a nobleman, but a merchant.

The individual’s strength was insignificant, so he needed a minion.

While they were watching, another rumor was heard.

– They are buying a lot of Turan’s supplies from the frontier.

– Turan received a lump sum of gold as payment for materials.

– They say they are looking for workers to build the wall. The product price is 4 times normal.

‘How can I get that kind of money on a frontier subject?’

Northern interest gathered in the frontier via Dorin and Pinto.

The reason he clung to Pinto in the first place was because of the gold.

If gold is in the frontier, Pinto is great.

‘Was it true that the rumors that elves help the lord who was assigned to the settlement…!’

There was also a back story that the reason why the elves killed Count Dorin was not because they invaded the Great Plains, but because they attacked the lord who was assigned to the settlement.

The lords didn’t believe that.

Because elves don’t regard humans as human beings.

They are neither human nor even pets, so how can they stand up for humans?

However, seeing gold flowing from the frontier changed things.

‘Pinto. It’s the same development as when the merchant first appeared.’

Northern lords remembered the time when an anonymous commoner, a barber, crossed the plains and mountains to bring back treasures of gold and silver.

‘It’s obvious that the elves are helping the lord of the frontier.’

But why?

Why do elves help humans?

Like the Orcs, they were not a tribe that would buy humans for the purpose of breeding.

When the northern lords worried and watched the situation,

“no. It is all nonsense.”

said Pinto.

“canard?”

The northern lords gathered in one place in response to Pinto’s summons.

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They rolled their eyes and tilted their heads.

“No one helps the lord of Olymus.”

“Did the Fairy kill Count Dorin?”

“yes. all nonsense. It is false.”

Pinto banged his fist on the table.

“Gentlemen, we have been duped by a grand lie. The kid who settled down in the Great Plains killed Count Dorin and tricked us in order to keep the treasure for himself.”

“…”

“And the treasure is the mine.”

Pinto tapped the map spread out on the table with his index finger.

There was a village marked Olymus under the index finger.

He raised his index finger and circled the mountain range above it.

“This whole mountain is made of gold.”

“A vein of gold across the entire mountain range?”

“I can’t believe it!”

There was a sigh of huh in the meeting room.

“It is true. Have you forgotten who I serve?”

For a moment there was disbelief, but it soon turned into faith.

Everyone knew that the man Pinto served was the warchief of the orcs.

“Why did you call us?”

“Isn’t John Doreen dead? Then someone has to take his place?”

“hmm.”

“Originally, this mine belongs to Ugdash-sama. However, Olymus’ goon killed the mine manager and plundered the treasure. That is the gold that is sprinkled in Turan.”

Pinto clenched his fists.

“I want to kill him before his wrath turns on all humans. no. Don’t kill me, bring me alive. Capture all the humans in his territory. We will make an exclusive deal with the person who achieves the greatest achievement.”

At the end, the eyes of the lords shone.

They were silent, but they understood.

You have to gather an army, even with everything you have.

The winner of this competition will become the owner of the North.

###

“Wow… the temperature difference is huge.”

“Shouldn’t you have worn some tight clothes?”

“Did you know it would be like this?”

I blew my breath while listening to Griff and Gerhard’s haggling.

As soon as we crossed the gray mountain range, the temperature dropped dramatically.

A dry, cold wind was blowing nonstop.

The days were warming up in Oroko Great Plain because spring was coming, but here, instead, a cold chill hung over the skin as if winter was coming.

“Cool!”

The wind mixed with the dust, making it hard to open your eyes.

Griff coughed and waved his hands in front of his face.

“The ground has dried up.”

Beside him, Gerhard looked at the cracked ground and murmured.

“It doesn’t rain very often. It gets better a little further east, but the barrenness of northern Wallochia is fertile compared to here.”

“yes. The north at least grew grass. This is like a desert.”

“Yes, as long as it doesn’t rain.”

However, the official name of this area is the Nehrup Plain.

As the name implies, the annual rainfall was high.

The problem was that the precipitation was concentrated in a short period of time.

“After 11 months of the year in drought, once it rains, it pours out a year’s worth of rainfall for a month. After that period, a long drought follows again.”

“A month or so? Hmm… There will be a lake that didn’t exist.”

Gerhard let out a laugh in an absurd tone.

I remembered the first time I came to the Nehrup plains.

When he defeated the army of Ugdash in the Great Plains and went in pursuit.

‘I realized the power of nature here.’

The timing coincided with the rainy season.

The rain that I thought would stop soon turned into a lake.

I couldn’t forget how the road I came from turned into a huge lake.

“Why does that orc live in a place like this? He is an eccentric.”

Griff grumbled as he shook the sand.