NOVEL NEXT Chapter 263:
Fortunately, Otto happened to have a large quantity of ‘the elixir' with him.
Otto usually carried a large amount of ‘the elixir' with him to use as a prank on his comrades.
Whenever someone got a little injured, he would have a tendency to forcefully pour ‘the elixir' down their throats.
Of course, it wasn't just out of malicious intent; he also carried it as a precaution against potential fatal injuries.
Regardless of his intentions, it was sheer luck for Turian that Otto had the potion on hand.
“Move!”
Otto roughly shoved Bagram aside and hurriedly opened his spatial inventory to retrieve a vial of the potion.
At the same time.
*Whoosh!* *Whoosh!*
The deadly iron arrows that had pierced Turian's back a moment ago rained down from above.“Magic swordsmen! Protect His Majesty!”
Camille shouted.
*Thump!*
The magic swordsmen moved into a circular formation around Otto, spreading out their shields.
*Thunk!* *Bam!*
The iron arrows pounded against the shields.
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“Aack!”
“What… What kind of arrow has such… power… ugh!”
The magic swordsmen were gradually pushed back by the terrifying destructive force contained within the iron arrows.
The power contained in the iron arrows was so immense that even the magic swordsmen of the Kuntachi family struggled to block it with their standard shields.
“I'll help!”
“Guic! Gwiik!”
Qasim and Peng rushed forward.
*Thwack!* *Thunk!*
Peng called forth a pillar of ice.
*Whooosh!* *Bam!* *Baam!*
*Crack!* *Shatter!*
However, the ice pillar created by Peng shattered into pieces not long after.
*Thunk!*
Qasim plunges his Radiant Sword, the most powerful of his four blades, into the ground.
*Crackle!* *Bzzzttt!*
Then, the current emitted from the Sword of Radiance enveloped the barrier created by the magic swordsmen, forming an even more powerful electric field.
Thanks to Qasim's efforts, Otto was able to safely treat Turian, free from the threat of the iron arrow."
“Hold on.”
Otto continued to pour the medicine into Turian's mouth.
“Ch-Chwii…"
Turian, who seemed like he could stop breathing at any moment, barely held onto his life thanks to Otto's emergency treatment.
‘It's 50-50.'
Otto removed the arrow lodged in Turian's back with a feeling of anxiety.
"Kuck! Kuukk!"
Turian coughed up blood once more.
‘Now.'
Otto hurriedly poured the highest-grade potion onto Turian's wound and continued to administer ‘the elixir' into his mouth.¹
*Thunk!*
Qasim plunges his Radiant Sword, the most powerful of his four blades, into the ground.
*Crackle!* *Bzzzttt!*
Then, the current emitted from the Sword of Radiance enveloped the barrier created by the magic swordsmen, forming an even more powerful electric field.
Thanks to Qasim's efforts, Otto was able to safely treat Turian, free from the threat of the iron arrow."
“Hold on.”
Otto continued to pour the medicine into Turian's mouth.
“Ch-Chwii…"
Turian, who seemed like he could stop breathing at any moment, barely held onto his life thanks to Otto's emergency treatment.
‘It's 50-50.'
Otto removed the arrow lodged in Turian's back with a feeling of anxiety.
"Kuck! Kuukk!"
Turian coughed up blood once more.
‘Now.'
Otto hurriedly poured the highest-grade potion onto Turian's wound and continued to administer ‘the elixir' into his mouth.¹
The effect was obvious.
Turian's chest wound was rapidly regenerating.
*Thud…. Thud….*
Turian's heart that was pierced by the arrow began to beat again, albeit slightly.
This means that the heart has regenerated and is functioning again.
"Chi… k."
But Turian soon lost consciousness.
He avoided immediate death, but he fell into shock due to excessive bleeding.
“We need to get out of here.”
Otto looked back at Bagram.
“At least I've managed to keep him alive, so don't worry about him.”
“C-Chwik! is that really true!”
“Let's go.”
Bagram lifted Turian onto his back.
"Allies! Fall back while maintaining the defensive barrier! Keep the formation!"
Otto shouted this and led his group as they made their way out of the scene.
*Whooosh!*
*Whooosh!*
Meanwhile, fearsome iron arrows continued to fly, threatening the group.
However, Otto's group was not caught.
*Shhhhh!*
Otto used the teleportation technique, so the iron arrows couldn't reach them.
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Otto's group quickly mounted the waiting wyverns and escaped from the territory controlled by the Raging Wolf Clan.
*Clench!*
Otto gritted his teeth while riding the wyvern.
‘Just you wait.'
Otto was very familiar with those who had fired the iron arrows just moments before.
The Rapid Marksman Brigade.
They were elite troops of the Erzsebet Kingdom, a group composed of knights skilled in fearsome archery.
Clearly, with the main force of the Erzsebet Kingdom's army stuck in Crow Canyon, they had to send their best and most elite to assist the Raging Wolf Clan.
And Otto's predictions were spot on.
*Whoooooosh!!!*
As soon as they took off, arrows flew from a great distance, creating a kind of net that interfered with the group's flight.
“Kaaaa!”
“Skreeee!”
Some wyverns screeched as they were struck by arrows.
The Rapid Marksman Brigade's long-range attacks were extremely formidable.
“It's not like it's an anti-aircraft system.”
Otto was dumbfounded.
While Otto was aware that the Rapid Marksman Brigade's long-range attacks were threatening, he hadn't anticipated that they could shoot down wyverns flying through the night sky.
Fortunately, it was nighttime, and since the distance was so great, no wyverns were seriously injured or brought down.
‘See you on the battlefield, you bastards.'
Otto gritted his teeth in anger towards the Rapid Marksman Brigade and they continued to fly towards the area held by the Thunderhoof Clan.
At the moment, they were right in the middle of enemy territory.
Even though Otto wanted to exact revenge on the Rapid Marksman Brigade, the situation made it impossible.
No matter how strong Otto's group was, they couldn't fight against the entire Raging Wolf Clan.
Upon returning to the main camp, Otto immediately moved Turian to a healing station and began to treat him intensively.
*Ooooh!*
Otto had several magic swordsmen continuously cast recovery spells while also feeding Turian jelly and elixir.²
“Ch… Chwiiik."
Thanks to this, Turian, despite having suffered a fatal wound to his heart, was able to regain consciousness.
In any other situation, survival would have been unthinkable, and the wound would have led to immediate death within seconds. Yet, he managed to survive.
Had Otto not been there, Turian would have faced death the moment he met his brother Bagram, regretting the wrongs he had committed.
"Brother! Chwik! Are you coming to your senses? Chwik!"
"Elder… Brother… Chwik…"
Turian responded with a weak voice.
"That's a relief! Chwik! I'm really relieved! Chwik!"
Bagram, seeing that Turian had awakened, was overwhelmed with emotion and shed tears of relief.
It was not an exaggeration to say that even Bagram thought there was no chance for his brother Turian to survive, but here he was, miraculously alive!
"Elder Brother… Chwik… I'm sorry… Chwik…"
"Sorry for what? Chwik! I'm just grateful you're alive! Chwik! Thank you!"
“Elder Brother… Chwik….”
Otto intruded into the heartfelt moment between the brothers.
“You two can talk about this later. This guy's condition at the moment is bad. He's going to need intensive care for the next month or so.”
"Ah, I understand. Chwik."
"And you should also keep quiet and focus on your own treatment for now, if you want to stay alive."
Otto looked back at Turian.
“I… Understand… Chwik.”
“Alright, sleep.”
Otto entrusted Turian to the magic swordsmen and moved to a different location with Bagram.
"Thank you so much, my friend. Chwik. You’ve saved even my brother. Chwik. You’re truly a benefactor of our tribe and of me. Chwik. I will never forget this kindness for the rest of my life and will repay it until the day I die. Chwik."
“You're welcome.”
Otto responded with a wry smile.
"We're friends, and the Lota Kingdom and the Thunderhoof Clan are blood allies bound by blood."
“Ch-Chwiik!"
"All you need to do is keep doing well from now on. Of course, I’ll be expecting that. I’ve shown you my trust and helped you, so I have no doubt you'll support me with all your might, even if not as much as I have helped you."
"Of course! Chwik!"
Bagram responded by thumping his chest, as if to reassure Otto.
"We Orcs are a people who do not forget kindness. Chwik. Not only I, but the entire Thunderhoof Clan will help you going forward and fight alongside you with our lives on the line. Chwik."
"That's all I could ask for. I don't need anything more."
Otto smiled at Bagram.
‘Gradually building it up like this, that's the way to do it.'
Otto felt very pleased to have gained another reliable ally.
‘Just like this from now on.'
This was one of the key gameplay points of the [Territory Wars] game.
It was crucial not only to grow the faction one controlled, but also to have many reliable allies.
Such diplomacy was also a move in preparation for the upcoming grand event of a world war.
"Chwik! But I have something to ask! Chwik!"
“What is it?”
“Didn't the Raging Wolf tribe lose their horn this time? Chwik.”
"That's right?" Otto said while looking at Bagram with confusion for asking the question.
"Then isn’t it possible that the Erzsebet Kingdom might not come? Chwik?"
“Oh.”
Otto marveled at Bagram's sudden insight.
The Uruk Wolves controlled by the Horn was a formidable force, accounting for more than thirty percent of the Raging Wolf Clan's overall military strength.
However, with the loss of the horn, the Erzsebet Kingdom might find it burdensome to ally with the Raging Wolf Clan.
Rather than coming all the way to the Uruk Plains only to lose the war, it might be a better choice for them to withdraw cleanly and prepare for the next opportunity.
Bagram had made a valid concern.
He thought that Bathory might withdraw their forces upon hearing this news.
“Ah, that.”
Otto chuckled and patted Bagram's shoulder reassuringly.
“You don't have to worry.”
“Chwik?”
“That's not something we need to worry about, it's the Raging Wolf Clan's problem.”
"Chwik? What do you mean by that?"
“Do you really think the Raging Wolf Clan's Chieftain, Bekyum, will just let Erzsebet Kingdom's messenger reach Bathory?”
“Chwiik?!”
"He’ll probably use his personal guards to take care of it quietly? If word gets to Bathory that they lost the horn, the reinforcements might not come."
“……!”
"Bekyum will do whatever it takes to cover up this fact. So, all we need to do is sit back and watch."
"Ch-Chwik! You’re really wise! Chwik!"
Bagram was amazed at Otto's shrewdness.
Otto hadn't expected him to foresee such far-reaching consequences.
“That's about it.”
Otto replied with a shrug.
"Even if this news reaches Bathory, the chances are fifty-fifty. They might come, or they might not. If they come, we can look for an opportunity and break them down individually. If they don’t come, we just need to crush the Raging Wolf tribe and take control of the Uruk Plains.”
“Ch-Chiik!"
“So let’s wait a few days and see. Take good care of your younger sibling. I’m going to go train.”
Otto said that and then left Bagram's barracks, heading towards the training grounds.
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Otto's prediction was precise.
“We must eliminate the human messengers. Chwiek.
Do you understand?”
“Yes, Chief. Chwiek.”
Bekyum instructed his personal guard to assassinate the messengers from the Kingdom of Erzsebet heading to Bathory.
He feared that the loss of the horn would discourage the Erzsebetan army from coming.
Bekyum was very fortunate.
Coincidentally, because the mutated orc, Orcus, was absent among the warriors of the tribe who received the orders, the mission was carried out exceptionally well.
As a result, the messengers who were supposed to report the theft of the horn never made it out of the Uruk Plains and met with mysterious deaths.
This was because neither allies trusted each other.
As a result, Bathory moved her troops completely unaware of this fact.
As soon as she dealt with the disaster at Crow Canyon, she immediately mobilized her forces and headed for the Uruk Plains.
Meanwhile, the Kingdom of Lota was watching the movements of the Erzsebetan army in real time.
“Hmm! As expected, Your Majesty’s words were correct!”
Qasim nodded with an expression of affirmation.
Qasim was flying on an aerial reconnaissance mission on Otto's orders.
From the skies above, he was monitoring the Erzebetan army in an effort to monitor their movements in real time.
There were two reasons for their move.
First, they had not received news of the horn being stolen.
Or they did receive word of the theft and decided to go to war because of the importance of the Uruk Plains.³
The Kingdom of Lota could not determine the exact reason, but what mattered was that the Erzsebet Kingdom troops had started moving towards the Uruk Plains.
“Let's go.”
Qasim turned to Peng.
“We'll have to report this to His Majesty.”
“Guic! Gwiiik!”
Qasim immediately sprang into action and headed for the Thunderhoof Clan's camp.
Whether they did or not.
*Stomp* *Stomp* *Stomp*
The reorganized Erzsebet forces continued their march toward the Uruk Plains, unaware that their movements were being monitored.
Unaware that it was a deadly trap.
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TL/N:
1. Take note the highest-grade potion has a taste of crush berries(sweet) while the ‘elixir' made from the Dragon Quran is uhhh… sh*t and the highest-grade of it is "raw" unprocessed mixture.
2.
Jelly(Chewable) – Processed Dragon Excrement – Ref to Ch 70
Elixir(Raw form) – Raw Dragon Excrement
3. Uruk Plains officially is a neutral buffer zone maintained and controlled by Orcs, unofficially its an area controlled by the Erzsebet Kingdom by using their hidden card "Orcus" if it gets taken by a force that has hostile intent to them it became a backdoor to their kingdom that an enemy could use.