…Is it popular to give away people’s heads recently?
——4E, 201, Hearth Moon, 13th, 21:19——
Gallus was no stranger to large humanoid monsters like "Giants", but whether he was a "Nightingale" or an "Advisor", he basically dealt with humans, and had absolutely no interaction with these guys herding mammoths.
Orcs, on the other hand, are relatively familiar. Although it is difficult for them to accumulate wealth due to their race, they are quite capable of accumulating hatred and murderous intent, so the Dark Brotherhood will occasionally have some missions about them.
Now, outside the temporary camp, an orc is fighting a giant.
In terms of the giant's combat power, this sentence sounds completely untenable, so two additional conditions must be added: a "relatively short" giant and an elderly orc "wearing the heavy armor of the Snowman Guard".
It is not difficult to kill the giants in a sneak attack or kill both sides, but this is a deep mountain located in the southeast of Reach Territory. If the smell of blood is allowed to spread, it will attract many ferocious beasts. In this way, all nearby people will be killed.
There is no way to rest tonight in front of carnivorous or carrionous beasts or even monsters.
As for the companions: Illya was yawning constantly, Jeanne looked like she hadn't slept well and was a little sluggish, and the clown who said "hehehehe" from time to time was not within the scope of care.
"Friend! Hold on! Balagogo is here to help you!"
While Gallus was thinking, a second orc joined the battle. He wore a tall white hat, a pan in his left hand and a kitchen knife in his right hand. He looked like a chef, but no one would be willing to try it.
his works.
The small giant, which could only fight at a draw with the guarding orcs, immediately became overwhelmed after the chef orcs joined in. It quickly found an opportunity to turn around and escape, while the two orcs without long-range attack capabilities could only stare at its back in a daze.
"My name is Balagogo-Glo-Noro, 'Gourmet', and I'm going to the nearby fortress of 'Lagashbul' to learn more cooking methods. Are you the 'hero' there?" The chef orc said to the old man
said the orc.
"No more," he answered: "I am Ulf, the 'Death War'."
"Oh? So, you went to Snowrun City to make a big fuss?" The self-proclaimed gourmet orc looked at Ulf's armor, and the reason for his surprise changed from "It's awesome to be able to fight a giant alone" to "
It’s amazing to be alive till now.”
"Oh, you can say that," Ulf responded, turning to Gallus: "Friends over there, thank you for not helping."
Sounds like an irony? Gallus frowned slightly.
"Orcs are only allowed to help from the same race when fighting. Assistance from outsiders will be regarded as 'questioning the combat effectiveness of the orcs.'" Illya whispered: "That's what it says in the book."
What books did Sylvia read to her...
"Of course, I have always admired the bravery of the orcs in battle." Gallus complained in response to the old orc's greeting.
When they first met in the sanctuary, Illya seemed unwilling to communicate with her out of strangeness or fear, or even a little hatred, until she was affected by the series of events in Markarth City.
Gallus couldn't remember the specific incident that caused the first conversation. By the time he thought, "Did she not want to talk to me not long ago?", they had already talked to each other several times.
In short, he was very satisfied with the fact that he could initially communicate with his daughter, so when Mu Rui wanted to drive them away again, he took everyone out of Markas City as he wished.
"Friends, this place is too close to the 'Giants' Trail'. You will be awakened by the tremors of giants driving mammoths in the middle of the night," Ufo said, "I hope to invite you to the nearby Ragashpur Fortress as a guest."
"I happen to have some new recipes that I hope will get reviews from different races." "Foodie" also said.
"Yeah, okay." Gallus looked at his companions and nodded in agreement when he saw that no one had any objections.
In addition, although the guy named Cicero has a strange appearance, he is not of a "different race".
——22:47——
Although the old orc Ulf said "nearby", it is obvious that his understanding of this is completely different from that of humans.
The group of people trekked through the dark mountains for nearly an hour before finally seeing an "orc fortress" at the foot of the mountain.
Orc Fortress, as its literal meaning is, is an orc settlement. Depending on its specific scale and defense methods, it can be divided into "fortress", "bulwark" and "village". However, in the continuous wars for thousands of years, all those who can truly play a role have
The "fortresses" with military functions were all destroyed like the "castles" built by the Nords. Most of the ones that remained were "villages" with simple defense measures. What appeared in front of Gallus was
A gathering place surrounded by simple stone walls, with more than a dozen simple longhouses, several hunting huts, blacksmith shops, leatherworking racks and furnaces inside, it can barely be called a "bulwark".
"Most of the orc villages are concentrated in the mountains in the south of Skyrim Province. Although they seem to be 'exiled', in fact they are legal residents of Skyrim Province, but they gather together because they cannot adapt to the Nordic living habits.
The cohesion is extremely strong and cannot be captured for experiments - eh." Illya "endorsed" as usual. When she found something wrong, she immediately shut up and pretended as if nothing had happened.
Gallus's eyes twitched slightly, it seemed that it was necessary to talk to Sylvia...if she wouldn't yell to kill him as soon as they met.
"Ulf, my friend, your fortress looks very majestic, but why is it still brightly lit at such a late hour?" "Gourmet" Balagogo-Glo-Noro asked doubtfully.
Looking down the hillside, you can easily see the inside of the barrier, where many orcs dressed in different costumes are gathering in the square in the center of the barrier holding torches, and you can vaguely hear the rhythmic sound of drums.
"It looks like it's a sacrifice to [Malacath], but it shouldn't be held so late," Ufo replied doubtfully: "Could it be that the rules have changed in the years since I've been away?"
This doubt did not last long, and was immediately solved when they passed by the gate guard and made a simple inquiry and were allowed to enter.
"Ah!" surrounded by orcs holding torches in front of the altar in the middle of the square, the orc chief, who was strong, tall and mighty, with a green face and fangs, wearing bronze orc armor, and holding a spiked hammer, raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the door.
came over: "From the oracle of Malachis, two...five travelers who can help us eliminate the threat of giants have arrived!"
Huh? Gallus didn't care about the "giant threat". He looked at the people around him doubtfully. Could it be that the chief didn't know how to count?
——14th, 5:40——
Since he received warm hospitality from the orc fortress and had a good night's rest, Gallus had no objection to being invited to help the chief "destroy a group of giants" after getting up early in the morning.
Ilia and Joan of Arc also had no objections to this, but Cicero's opinions had no reference value. He actually said, "It's better to take this opportunity to kill Malachis~hehehe~"
Well, he really couldn't imitate how to put symbols in his words.
As for this incident, to put it simply, there is a public altar of Malacais "near" the fortress. Some idiot from a small village used a kind of grass seeds that can attract mammoths during the sacrifice. Those grass seeds grew
Later, a large number of mammoths came to look for food, followed closely by the giants who raised them. So the "Giant Trail" used to pass mammoths in the mountains took a sudden turn, and all the passing giants left the altar.
The small valley is used as a temporary resting place. As for the consequences...
Malachis was furious about this and issued an oracle asking the "strongest", "wisest" and "most handsome" chief nearby, "Yamaz of Ragashpur" to go and destroy the giants, thoroughly weed and clean the altar.
Yamaz believed that although he was the most powerful orc nearby, he could not fight against more than three giants at the same time, so he asked Malaches for additional reinforcements, so "Gourmet" and "Ufo" who were nearby came to
They came directly for their own legitimate reasons, and the fraternity members who originally only wanted to come and stay for one night were completely attracted by him.
This at least shows that... Malachis is more "people-friendly" and can even bargain with oracles, Gallus thought.
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After arriving at the altar, Gallus understood a little bit why the Demon God was angry. No matter whether they were giants or mammoths, they had no hygiene habits. The valley where the altar was located was a complete mess. The altar statue of the Demon God was holding a giant hammer and posing in a strong posture.
They also use it as a toilet.
Fortunately, or rather very fortunately, the resting place of these giants and mammoths was quite clean and tidy. There were only four giants wandering there, while the mammoths they raised were kept on the grass farther away.
One per person? No problem.
Although Gallus didn't want to see Cicero, he had to admit that his fighting qualities were still adequate. They understood each other's battle arrangements with just a glance and jumped away in opposite directions.
At this moment, the giants also discovered the intruders and rushed over with howls.
Tsk - boom! Boom!
"Vulnerable." "Hehehehe~(Heart)"
Although the giants are huge and most of their physiological structures are completely different from humans, their throats and heads are also critical. Gallus and Cicero easily leaped to the ground and put away the Red Eagle Sword and the Crazy Poker respectively.
The man clutched his throat and fell to the ground.
It took two people working together, and even Illya's magic help to kill a giant. Gourmet and Ulf were quite surprised by this.
"Hahaha, thank you so much." Chief Yamaz, who had solved a giant alone, exited the valley where the altar was located at some point: "Lord Malakes has decided to abandon this altar and allowed me to stay in Lagashbul
Build a new altar, and I will be His saint on earth."
What do you mean? Gallus was a little confused, because it didn't sound like a thank you at all.
"Congratulations, Chief" Ufo and Gourmet congratulated without any doubt.
"Oh, your Excellency has decided to completely purify this altar and ensure that the appearance of it being surrounded by filth will never be spread," Yamaz said, raising the giant hammer in his hand: "As long as you 'outsiders' disappear here
if."
A majestic green light beam appeared above the altar. It was large enough to cover the entire valley. There were two thin beams of light pointing at Gallus and Cicero. There was some kind of destructive energy gathering in the sky.
.
"You can't do that -" "Damn it! This is a disgrace to the orcs!" Gourmet and Ulf seemed to be restricted by some irresistible force and unable to move. After all, Malachis is the main god of the orcs.
"Don't even think about succeeding..." "Hey, mother, can you kill him? (Spade)" Gallus and Cicero were not completely restrained, but their speed became extremely slow, and it was difficult to escape from the green light visually.
locking.
"This human cub has been standing outside the valley, which is quite troublesome. It seems that I have to do it myself!" Yamaz suddenly swung his hammer and hit Ilia in front of him.
"Illya——" Although his daughter has the "Power of Nightingale" to protect her body, Gallus cannot confirm whether it can block a blow from a demon saint wielding a demon weapon.
Bang, the huge orc warhammer was easily caught firmly by a slender hand. Of course it wasn't Illya. When she saw the giant hammer coming, she squatted down and held her head with both hands.
"Hmm... I have something I don't know whether to say or not..." Gallus saw that Joan of Arc, who had been motionless, suddenly snatched the war hammer from Yamaz's hand with agility and ignored its weight.
Playing with it.
"Who are you! When did you get here?" The orc chief's voice was full of panic, and the green light beam in the sky quickly began to shrink after a pause.
Although Jeanne d'Arc has been lazy and lackluster since yesterday morning, she doesn't have such a sense of existence, right? If it weren't for the inappropriate environment, the confused Gallus would almost ask this question.
"Hehe~(Heart)" Cicero seemed to be explaining to Gallus but also talking to himself: "It seems that she is quite powerful. She discovered in advance that the chief had evil intentions~(Heart)"
"Let's just say it," Jeanne dwarfed slightly, then suddenly raised her hand and threw the hammer towards the group of green light in the sky that was trying to escape: "Thank you!"
boom--
The green light that was accurately hit by the war hammer trembled slightly, and then suddenly exploded in all directions. Gourmet, Ufo and Yamaz burst into tears involuntarily.
