Praise the Orc - Chapter 200: Dragon’s Lake, Tiger’s Den

As they approached the entrance to Orcrox, two orcs clad in chainmail armor stood still as statues.

Their halberds were gleaming in the sunlight.

The guards spotted Crockta's group and smirked, although their protruding tusks and menacing appearance made it seem more like a snarl than a smile.

"Oho, still alive, huh?"

They hadn't changed one bit.

Crockta stood before them, overwhelmed with emotions.

He, once a novice warrior who meant nothing, now returned to Orcrox as a great warrior.

"The one who looked absolutely clueless back then..."

"Has returned to Orcrox as a warrior that shakes the entire continent."

The guards chuckled softly, and Crockta grinned back.

"Glad to see you've survived."

"Of course. Though we may not have done as much as you’ve been doing."

Crockta firmly bumped fists with the two guards and even shared a hug. The orc guards burst into laughter, slightly embarrassed by the affection.

"What are you doing? The great Crockta engaging in such mushy antics!"

"I’m just showing how glad I am to see you, can’t you just let it slide?"

"It’s a little embarrassing."

Crockta reminisced about his first arrival there. Back then, he was truly naive and knew nothing. He had thought of them merely as well-crafted NPCs.

But that wasn't the case. All the orcs in Orcrox, the now-passed Lenox, and the warriors of that day...

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