“I refuse,” replied Crockta without even a hint of hesitation.0

Tiyo—who was by Crockta’s side—snickered, obviously amused by the whole situation.0

The Kapur chief’s face turned red with anger.0

Then he roared threateningly, “Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!”2

All of the orcs near him trembled in fear. When the chief looked around him with a fierce gaze, the tribe members quickly averted their eyes.0

Then the chief raised the huge axe that had been leaning against his chair and shouted, “I’m Chief Kapur of the Kapur Tribe! This is my last warning. Kneel!”0

Chief Kapur glared at Crockta with red eyes. He looked like he would charge at Crockta any minute now.0

“Inexperienced warriors reveal their emotions on their faces.” Crockta remembered this was what Hoyt had said some time ago, and it was exactly as Hoyt had said.0

Right now, the chief was expressing his anger over being insulted in front of his tribe, and he was asserting his strength to regain his sense of authority. However, in doing so, he was also exposing his weakness. He didn’t even deserve to be called an inexperienced warrior. He was like the orcs in storybooks who were indistinguishable from monsters. As a fellow orc, Crockta felt embarrassed.0

Crockta replied again, “I refuse, Kapur.”0

“You little—!” Kapur was about to charge at Crockta with his axe.0

However, Crockta roared. He used his Essence-tier skill, the Army Crushing Roar! The battle cry tore through the northern sky with its physical force.0

“Bul’taaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrr...18