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Chapter 65

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Witch Doctor Sarota did not continue to stay in the chief's tent. He rode on his wolf for a few kilometers before returning to the village he ruled.

The Orc's ruling structure was extremely simple. The people under the chief basically did not have any titles. The division of power was entirely based on the chief's trust. Capable assistants, heirs, witch doctors like Sarota, and shamans might each rule one or several villages. It was somewhat similar to the feudal system of the humans.

Now that he had returned to the village under his rule, Sarota's terrified expression had long disappeared. His hunched figure had also straightened up. After entering the tent, he casually placed his wooden staff on a special and exquisite wooden frame. Then, he changed into a fine linen robe that only humans would make and put on boots that most Orcs would not wear.

Sarota, who was dressed in a long robe, sat in front of a slightly shabby wooden table. Apart from his facial features that could prove that he was an Orc, if one only looked at his back, he would be no different from a human scholar.

The decoration style of Sarota's tent was completely different from that of the Rohar chief. Although it was also a circular space, most of the things here were books.

The Orc's language was far less complicated and had a long history than the humans'. Very few Orcs would write books. Therefore, most of the books here were written in the human's Bringa language. As for the source, it was naturally related to the son of Duke …

"Lord Sarota, your student requests an audience."

Not long after he sat down, a servant's voice came from outside the tent. Sarota, who was picking up a piece of straw sandpaper, raised his head and gestured for the other party to come in. The Orc who walked into the tent was not old but had a sturdy body. However, unlike other Orcs, his eyes did not have the aggressiveness that most Orcs had. On the contrary, there was a slyness similar to Sarota's.

"Teacher."

This Orc strode to Sarota's wooden table and bowed to greet him. His expression was reserved and his tone was full of respect.

"Heh, I just came back a few minutes ago … It seems that you are very concerned about my next plan?"

His fingertips subconsciously rubbed the dice made of bone. It could be seen that Sarota did not treat the "student" in front of him as an outsider. His current state was not disguised at all.

The humble student lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Every time I think of what teacher said to me, I would think … If this plan succeeds, this chaotic kingdom … might really have a chance of being unified! I'm really looking forward to it … "

"Heh, it's still too early to say." Sarota casually threw the voodoo die. After thinking for a moment, he said in a low voice, "This should be the best result. The chief has once again assigned me a team of 70 people. Together with Xhosa, a team of 100 wolf riders is enough to not be afraid of all attacks from the human border."

"Teacher, Kosar …"

"Kosar won't fail." Sarota shook his head. "Don't worry about him. Only warriors who have failed before can be truly cautious. Their team won't be in any danger. When those scouts see him, they can only run away. "

The young orc nodded to show that he had learned something. Then, he thought for a moment and asked, "Teacher, I still can't figure it out. Why did the team that went to kill that noble … fail?"

Sarota raised his eyelids slightly, but he didn't look angry. Although it was a failed mission, he didn't try to defend himself in front of his students.

"Failure … Heh, there are not so many reasons. I didn't expect that all the plans would be disrupted by a scout team. How could there be such a difficult scout in Fenkes Village? I don't know, but I know that next time, I won't give them any leeway. "

The witch doctor's words were full of strength and confidence. Obviously, the dead orcs couldn't shake his steel-like determination and will at all.

"The Eiferta territory will gradually fall into chaos under our attack. What we need to do next is to seize this opportunity …"

"Teacher, didn't that human earl say that he will …"

"He's not as reliable as he thought." Sarota waved his hand. It was obvious that he was not satisfied with the cooperation between him and Francis. "After all, we are different from humans. For them, cooperation is always temporary. That short-sighted guy can even betray his family for power … Thinking about it, I really feel sorry for the human race."

"When the rainy season is over, we will start to build new outposts again. My student, next, we will get rid of those humans and avenge the warriors of the tribe. At that time, you will follow me. "

Hearing this news, the young orc raised his head excitedly. Obviously, he understood that Sarota had recognized his ability. In the orc tribe, such recognition meant that Sarota had decided to pass on the profession of "witch doctor" to this young apprentice.

As if he had already seen those beautiful prospects, Sarota's proudest student bowed deeply and said loudly,

"Student Sauron … will follow your footsteps forever!"

… … …..

After the heavy rain, the air always carried the unique fresh smell of the grassland.

In the mild and not hot climate, Norland Village always seemed to be quiet and tranquil. Since August, there would always be caravans coming and going between these villages. Sometimes there were caravans with eight or nine horses. The carriages were loaded with all kinds of goods and stopped in the village to sell some things that farmers and civilians found rare.

In fact, the merchants also played a role as a messenger. Sometimes, there would be bards performing here or singing some ballads to win a lot of applause and copper coins. Sometimes, they would also talk about the latest gossip in the kingdom — such as a certain Duke's wife having an affair, a certain lord throwing his gloves at someone, and so on.

During this period, Roddy used a few copper coins to exchange for news about Sally. It sounded neither good nor bad. However, Francis's ugly face was not discovered by the civilians. He was still wandering between all kinds of banquets, and Sally was still safely staying in the monastery. Presumably, at this time, the two were still secretly planning, waiting for the next opportunity to take action.

A temporary stalemate was good news for Roddy.

There were many things that Roddy had to do in his mind, but he had to prioritize them. Since the rainy season was not over yet, it was a good opportunity to eliminate the threat of the Orcs as much as possible. Naturally, Roddy would not think about how to deal with the family affairs of the Lucifron family first. What he needed to do now was to beat the Orcs until they felt pain and fear. With less than 30 people, he would make the Orcs fall into a more intense internal strife and weaken their strength.

As for the rest of the plan, he had already written it down on parchment paper. There were business, politics, and connections. He had written down everything he could think of, waiting to be implemented one by one.

The materials for making bows and forging were already prepared, but because of a "skill level" problem, Roddy did not immediately start to make a new weapon.

The main reason was the level of the item. The equipment that Roddy made could only be below his own level. Take the "Stalker suit" for example. Although its attributes were strong, it was still level 4. If it was level 6 or 8, the bonus would probably be 50% more. Therefore, after thinking for a long time, he decided to postpone the date of making a new bow. It would be more cost-effective to directly make a higher level bow after his leveling up trip.

These days, when he was modifying the leather armor of all the soldiers in the team and strengthening them with various high-level materials, he also noticed some differences. When the materials used were slightly more complicated, the steps that could be completed with the "system's assistance" in the past became extremely difficult.

The "Stalker suit", which was purely made of a single material, was still fine. However, when it came to fine-tuning and strengthening the leather armor, he found that many steps could not be completed in one go. Some parts even required 17 or 18 attempts before he could barely complete them.

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