Orc warriors in steel armor strolled inside the town hall, and the dark elves quickly got out of their way. Among the large group of orc warriors was a smaller group of over ten orcs with blood dripping from their weapons. The blood on their weapons was still fresh as if they had just killed someone. Each time the orcs took a step forward, the dark elves gasped and parted like the red sea.0

The orcs looked around at the dark elves and sneered.0

“This is easy.”0

“It seems they all decided to gather here.”0

“No wonder I couldn’t find any earlier. Haha…”0

One of the orc warriors grabbed a loaf of bread from the table and took a big bite. After chewing loudly, he furrowed his eyebrows and spat the bread out. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve and placed his hand on the shoulder of the dark elf next to him.0

“Hey,” said the orc warrior.1

“…Yes?”0

“Does this taste good to you?”0

“Huh?”0

“Do you eat this because it tastes good?”0

“It’s…”1

When the dark elf hesitated, the orc smirked. He grabbed the dark elf by the hair and threw him onto the ground.1

“Why aren’t you saying anything?” the orc asked.0

“It’s good. Good,” mumbled the dark elf, who was scared out of his wits.1

The orcs burst into laughter at the sight. It was humiliating for the dark elf in question.1

“Hahahaha. This is why it’s fun to play with big-eared guys,” the orc that ate the bread said. He kicked the pieces of bread that he’d spat out and pushed them toward the dark elf’s face. “Eat this.”0

“…!”0

“You said it’s good. So, eat it, big ears.”1

The dark elf looked up at the orc with trembling eyes. Then he noticed the orc’s frightening axe had chunks of flesh and blood stuck to it. It was obvious he had just slayed someone. The axe drew in closer...0