"Should I stay with you a bit longer? Mor and Jadka are watching."
"I'm really fine."
"Hmm, okay then, do you want some snacks?"
"Woof!?"
...
Never mind Ya Ya getting frightened and puffing up, the two people under the command of the Viper Chamber of Commerce were also not idle on the open ground. They hadn't noticed Motan and the others. After the orc woman had died completely, Sergei picked up her body with disgust and went into the forest to dispose of it, while Iron Bolt ordered another orc man, whose legs were completely useless, to crawl before him and took off his helmet.
"Mmm, the effect is good; the variation won't exceed three points for common orcs."
Iron Bolt took the helmet, caressed the ring of peculiar crystals, and chuckled happily, "Since it's already counted a success, the Chamber will definitely provide me with more materials. Soon I'll be able to measure the interference threshold for most of the races. Well, let's try this one last thing~"
