“Will you be okay?” asked Crockta.0

The young warrior Rakuta nodded.0

Crockta and Tiyo were leaving for their destination—the Temple of the Fallen God. They couldn’t stay in the Kapur Village forever after all. Moreover, the chief of the Kapur Tribe was still that brutish orc, Kapur.0

“I will protect this tribe with all of my strength,” said Rakuta.0

Everyone knew that Kapur was a cruel chief who tormented his tribe, but they couldn’t deny that he was the strongest. Rakuta was accepting of the truth.0

He said, “You could get rid of Kapur, but it wouldn’t lead to our freedom.”0

Crockta nodded in agreement. Even if he got rid of Kapur for the tribe, it wouldn’t lead to the desired outcome. Kapur was still the strongest orc in the wasteland and had the power to protect his tribe in the tough northern region.0

During the feast, Rakuta made a drunken confession to Crockta that his goal was to grow stronger in order to defeat Kapur and become the chief of the Kapur Tribe. He wanted to make the tribe prosper.0

Crockta felt proud of Rakuta and also sorry for him. Crockta had received teachings from great warriors since his days as an apprentice warrior, but Rakuta didn’t have anyone to help him grow stronger. Lenox, Hoyt, Tashaquil, Grant, Gultai, and Antuak had been the beacons that lit up Crockta’s path. Great teachers like that were the driving force behind the orcs on the continent continuing to uphold their code of honor and the legacy of warriors without losing their pride.0

However, the northern region was different. Just like how its lands were barren, the northern region was devoid of teachers like those on the continent....2