Crockta was able to return safely thanks to the powers of Pumpkin Without Borders.0

Tiyo and Anor were shocked when Crockta fell from the sky out of nowhere.0

Crockta’s friends and the dark elf unit led by Caska had departed from Yekatoru and were on their way to Juolaideh, a city in direct confrontation with the orcs. They had all decided to wait until daytime for Crockta to return before officially heading to Juolaideh. If he didn’t return by then, they would leave without him. Despite their concerns, Crockta returned immediately once the clock struck midnight.0

“Wow, that’s an impressive pumpkin,” exclaimed Tiyo. He didn’t seem to mind the sight of Crockta squirming on the ground.0

“Shouldn’t you be worried about me first?” asked Crockta as he pointed at his wounded body.0

“You’re not dead, so what’s the problem?” replied Tiyo with a grin.1

Crockta looked terrible. He was covered in blood and the flesh of others from head to toe. His neck was still bruised from Calmahart’s intense chokehold. All of the cuts and injuries made it clear that the battle that had just ended wasn’t an easy one.0

“I haven’t seen Crockta get beaten up so badly in a while,” laughed Tiyo. With the exception of when Crockta had been beaten up by the Behemoth and Xantimur, this was the first time. “How was your opponent? Considering you are in this state, is the chieftain dead or alive?”0

“Tiyo is so uncaring....0