Ten days later.
"Emperor, are we going directly to the desert... Or?"
"Desert? Are you stupid? You don't even know the exact strength of the desert, and you're going there rashly?!"
"Emperor. My strength is..."
"Shut up! Do you think you are very strong?"
"Let me tell you, if anything happens to this clone of mine, I'll be the first to kill you!
"No, I will kill your entire family of 3542 orcs!"
In the Bucklin Duchy, the Orc Sovereign and his party were walking on a forest path in disguise.
The Orc Sovereign was furious at his personal guard's nonchalant attitude.
What he hated the most was the Orc's attitude. They only had brute force and no brains!
Unlike him... He and Little Twenty-Eight both had brains and a certain level of strength.
Of course, in terms of strength, Little Twenty-Eight was still a little far off.
