After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 830

A few kilometers from Iron Mountains.

"Are we there yet?" Bart asked Eloi, who in turn scratched his already high hairline.

Because they now had a beast, they naturally had to go to a Town or City to get rid of him for a lot of money.

You know, a strong half-orc like this could sell for a thousand gold, especially if sold in a city!

But the mountain range, Mount Rushless, was best handled towards the West due to better terrain, so they took the path there instead.

They were taking even longer than expected though. They got tired much easier than usual lately and they had to go through many stops, looking for water sources.

This had to do with many things. One, they were sweating too much and losing their water too quickly. And another—

"Let me go!" The large orc yelled and no matter how long they’ve been with this guy—no matter how well they tied the magic tool rope—his large overbearing frame was still as intimidating as ever.

"NO! STOP STRUGGLING ALREADY!" Bart yelled, wanting to kick him, but at the same time, he was afraid that maybe he’d open his mouth and capture his leg instead.

He could only cry if that happened.

The tool he got could only tie the target. They still had to expend effort to keep him from flailing them around. That was to say, the rope was tied with extensions in front and at the back, with at least one person on each side holding it.

Depending on the bastard’s mood, maybe they’d need two on each side.

As such, they got tired quickly and they had to take a lot of breaks.

At this point, they were taking at least twice as long as they would’ve and their resources were running thin. Not the food—there were plenty in the forest—but their weapons were losing durability and they had long consumed their healing potions and the like!

Then—as if the skies thought they didn’t have it hard enough—they even encountered a large mob.

They heaved a sigh at this new trouble. Fortunately, the territories around were only villages and the monsters averaged at level 10, so they weren’t too hopeless.

However, considering how tired they were and how half of them were holding the half-orc back, it was still a risky venture that would likely cause them some losses.

They battled the monsters for a while with those holding the half-orc having trouble moving. They had no choice but to use only one hand to defend themselves, otherwise, they might lose the damned half-orc and even be vulnerable to it.

At some point, they had to get creative. Knowing the half-orc had strong skin, they would soon hide behind him when they got too tired—using him as a shield of sorts.

This annoyed Baku very much.

ROARRRR!!!

The small mob flinched before running away for their lives and it made Bart and the others look at him.

They had heard that some orcs could indeed intimidate monsters just by existing. It seemed like this one was one of them?

Baku’s sharp eyes glared them down, making them flinch a bit. "LET ME GO!"

"Do you think we’re idiots?"

"I vow, I vow not to hurt you unless you hurt me!"

The men looked at him weirdly. Did he really think they’d let him go because he promised?

The half-orc saw this and growled in anger. "Unlike you humans, us orcs and half-orcs don’t break our oaths!"

Really?

They didn’t know that. Even so, how would they confirm?

"Vow not to escape."