Orc Hero Story - Discovery Chronicles - Chapter 45.1
Orc Hero Story
Chapter 45. The Succubus Nation
Two days had passed. The rain had not stopped. Though it showed signs of weakening from time to time, it continued to pour for most of the day.
Bash and the children slowly made their way through the rain. However, it was unclear if they were moving in the direction they wanted to go. Luka led the way. As a sorceress, she could magically determine the direction of the target of their vengeance. However, it seemed that she was somehow unable to find the exact location, and they even had the feeling that they were circling around the same place.
Ludo’s training didn’t seem to go very well either. But that was to be expected. If he could suddenly become strong in just two days, no one would die in battle.
Ludo worked hard. Every day, he was beaten by Bash, chased and made to run, but it wasn’t something that could be called training. For him, every day was a confrontation with his own incompetence. It was humiliating, no doubt. But he never complained.
So Bash didn’t give up on him and patiently trained him. He made him charge at him, kicked him, stood him up, kicked him, made him run and kicked him. Thanks to his efforts, the time it took for Ludo to fall became longer, and the time he spent standing and running increased.
Of course, this did not show that he was getting stronger. But he didn’t care. You didn’t get strong that fast. Even a man of Bash’s caliber took a year to become a full-fledged warrior. An ordinary soldier would need several years of hard fighting to become a renowned warrior.
Despite the similarity in name, ogres were a more battle-ready race than orcs. While orcs were a race unrivaled in their ability to adapt to their environment and breeding, ogres excelled in everything else. Whether it was simple strength, endurance, agility, senses, or wisdom, on average, ogres was far superior to orcs. Therefore, even though they were fewer in number than orcs, they were among the best in the Seven Races Federation.
Consequently, Bash believed that this training would eventually pay off. He didn’t know what Ludo and Luka thought, but they were very attached to Bash.
Even at meals, they were eager to hear his stories from the battlefield. When they were sheltered from the rain, Bash would tell them about the fierce warriors he had met on the battlefields of the past, and their eyes would light up and they would ask for more. However, when he told them an anecdote about Lula Lula of the Frozen Eyes, they were a bit sad and angry.
Thinking back, Bash had not encountered many youngsters of other races before. During his journey, he had seen them from afar, but had never approached them or spoken to them. He saw no use for them since they could not bear children. However, seeing the children in front of him, he found them quite pleasant. It awakened a desire to protect them, something different from sexual desire.
And so the days of repeated training and travel came to an end. The rain suddenly stopped.
“…?” Bash looked at the sky with a doubtful look, palms up, when the rain suddenly stopped.
The sky was dark, covered with thick clouds. If he strained his eyes, he could see that it was still raining. But for some reason, no raindrops fell around Bash and the children. Ludo and Luka also looked around with curiosity. When they looked closely, they could see a clear line on the ground along the path they had just walked. The area beyond the line was wet, but the area on the side where Bash and they were standing was somewhat dry.
At Luka’s soft words, Bash and Ludo knew that they had jumped onto a barrier that someone had put up. A barrier to keep out the wind and rain. And it was a pretty big one. The kind of barriers that are erected during wars, when cities are exposed to large-scale magic…
Suddenly, a voice was heard. When Bash turned around, he discovered that a mist had been gathering around him for some time. It had a slightly pinkish appearance, something unforgettable to those who had run through the battlefield.
“This is bad…” Bash quickly covered his mouth and held his breath. That mist, that sweet smell. When orcs smelled it on the battlefield, they were excited to have a reliable reinforcement. But at the same time, they had to leave quickly.
For a man who inhaled the mist would inevitably become useless.
Succubus Charm Mist!
It was the secret of the succubi that continued to rage in the war, and until the end, no perfect means could be found to resist it. It was an invincible magic that melted men’s minds and made them do the bidding of the lower half of their bodies.
Deep in the mist, there was a woman. Pale pink hair pulled back in two tails. She was small, with a face and body that still looked childish. Yet there was a glamour that clearly identified her as a woman. Dressed in a black leather suit that covered only her private parts, her skin was white and slightly sweaty, and she was so glamorous that any man would have swallowed saliva. The owner of such a body licked her fingers with an enchanting expression. She was a succubus. She had no tail and only one wing, but she was still a succubus.
“Bad boys, where do you come from on such a rainy day…?” She slowly moved her licking fingers to her lower belly. Then, opening them wide in her crotch, she stroked her lower belly and waved at Bash with her remaining hand. At the same time, the succubus’ eyes glowed red. “Hey, guys, didn’t you know? Any child who enters the Succubus Nation without permission will be eaten.”
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