A/N: HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYONE!
I’m posting 1 hour in advance to ask for everyone’s help for the character finals!
I didn’t know before but we can apparently get a character frame if she won!? loool so cooolll T_T Hope we get it \\o/
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The time of the caravan’s departure had finally arrived. This time, Hugo was coming with them, days in advance of his supposed departure.
He asked for permission of course from—awkwardly—Garan, and his request was approved.
The tension between the two men was palpable though and the people around them had the illusion that they were either freezing or struggling to breathe.
Garan’s cold eyes looked at the other man, who stayed firm and stable—very much unlike his softer state when he was with his wife earlier on.
"I expect the best work from you," he said. "Iron Mountains is a very important resource for us."
"Of course, Elder Garan," he said. "I will do my job very well—you and… the other elders… wouldn’t have to worry about a thing."
They were very professional, but at this time there was a clear area around them, as if everyone was ready to run if they had to. The tension was just that scary.
Fortunately, nothing drastic actually happened. Hugo bid his farewell to his boss like a proper professional and headed to the caravan to take the lead along with the other strong aborigines from the mercenary team.
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Helios sighed and approached his uncle, embracing him before he went away. Hugo didn’t know what to do with his hand so he only patted the younger man’s shoulder.
"I’m sure you’ll find the woman for you, uncle," he said. "You deserve it more than anyone I know."
Hugo gave a wry smile, though he frankly couldn’t imagine it happening to him.
"Just live well with your love," he said. "Do it for the both of us."
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At this time, two half-orcs and a few dozen citizens were kilometers away from the walls, clearing up the monsters there.
The fighters and hunting team in Alterra were quite active, so the stronger people—those already on the verge of level 10—might have to travel a little farther to get a satisfying mob to hunt.
The two half-orcs rarely were in a team together. It was just that their individual groups ended up merging at some point, so the citizens and guards had the pleasure of seeing two half-orcs strengths at the same time.
And they were really impressive.
Baku roared as he held up a monster upside down. He threw them every so often in the middle of the Alterran crowd, who would then take advantage of its imbalance.
Stab! Slash! Hit!
On the other hand, Gochi favored speed and technique rather than brute strength. So he would weaken the monsters and direct them towards his team, who’d be taking the last blow.
This went on for a while, and a few people were already on the verge of leveling up. This ended when Gochi felt the aether letter trigger. It so happened that the final few monsters were already being handled so he could read it in peace.
"Ah, there’s a message," he said, taking out the letter from his space.
He had a serious expression on his face as he did so, mind wondering what it could contain. After all, receiving a notice while they were training rarely happened unless there was something urgent happening.
Similarly, everyone looked at him, while some people nearby went closer to see it for themselves.
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