“Thank you for the drink brother. By chance, are you from a coastal city? Or…”

A man with a bold appearance approached Isla with his mug raised high. Isla replied with an indifferent look.

“From El Pasa. I joined the southern coalition and fought together with Duke Pendragon.”

“Ohhh! Then were you at the battle near the Blago territory as well?”

The eyes of those nearby glistened with curiosity at the brave man’s question.

“Yes.”

“Keugh! T, then… have you see the orc warrior who recently gained the title, Red God of War? I think his name was…”

“Karuta. The young leader of the Ancona Orc tribe, blood allies of the Pendragon Duchy.”

“That’s right! That’s what he was called! Wow…!”

The man’s mouth opened agape with astonishment, and those nearby also nodded or clapped in approval. It must have been nice to see that the young man, who was their fellow countryman and a cavalier, had joined the coalition and fought together with the Pendragon Duchy.

Some people started to make their way towards Isla.

“Excuse me, but may I ask you a question?”

“…..”

Isla turned his head without answering. It was the three young men from before. They had almost started trouble with...