Baclan Annihilation. As the name suggested, the homeland of that orc tribe was the western coast, facing the occupation area of the Baclan Corps across the distant sea. On their way to the north, they were divided into two groups. The majority of them left traces of continuing to the north.

However, I had been chasing the traces of them that vanished at a certain point. Here, a passage toward Jonathan had opened and closed. The afterimage of space moving was still present.

“We call it ‘Door of Sanctuary.’”

The old slave finally opened his mouth after a long silence. He was usually quiet as if he was mute, but looking at him speaking on his own, it must have been unexpected even for him.

Anyway, the conclusion was that I had no choice but to keep lagging behind like this. After checking the message and getting there, the passage was closed. Just confirming this in person was meaningful, now it was time for a face-to-face talk with that bastard Doom Kaos.

“Are you watching me?”

I raised my voice in the sky, then waited. However, he never responded to my...