The deer orc merchant was thinking if that was the case, then the sword light would be something interesting.
Even though there were so many orcs staring at him, he didn't know which clan they were from.
"Sigh, what a pity. That old fox orc looked very powerful. I don't know how he was killed by a sword."
Passing by a clan gathering place, a few orcs in their prime were chatting.
From their attire, they should be hunters who traveled at night.
The deer orc's focus was not on these hunters, but the old fox orc who was killed by a sword even though he looked powerful!
Hearing this, the deer orc hurriedly went forward.
"How long has it been since that fox orc master died?"
"It seems that he died yesterday afternoon. The blood was dry, and his body began to show signs of lividity."
An orc turned around and replied.
He also didn't notice anything strange with the deer orc who had suddenly appeared.
