“O, orcs!”

“The orcs have come!”

Even though they had already heard about the Ancona Orcs, the humans scattered like sheep at the sight of orc warriors looking around with their large fangs exposed.

“I, it’s okay! Everyone, please do not worry! Those orcs are His Grace’s servants!”

The village head came running hurriedly and shouted to the villagers. But his legs were shaking to the point where it looked pitiful; it seemed that the head was scared witless as well.

“Kuhem? Who are you calling servants? Ancona Orcs are the friends of the Pendragon scarecrow. We are not mere subordinates.”

“Gah!”

The village head fell down on the spot as the large orc raised his rough voice.

“I said to not scare these people.”

Raven and Vincent, who had already guessed at the arrival of the orcs and the griffons from the deafening noise, walked out of the wooden gate.

“Kuheng! It is nothing compared to what Karuta felt riding on the bird-head.”

Karuta grumbled, and Raven responded with a smirk.

“I got it. To think such a large brat would be scared of heights…”

“Keung? Did you say something…?”

Even though Karuta’s eyes were bad, his hearing was exceptional, so Raven held back his laughter, then responded.

“It is nothing. Let’s clean this up first....