Twenty minutes earlier outside of the Orc Stronghold…
'What is taking Young Master so long?' Cristopher thought as he looked at the Stronghold from a distance. 'I hope he is safe.'
Suddenly, something tapped him from the back, which made the chubby boy brush it off in annoyance.
"Not now, Brutus," Cristopher said. "I'm busy."
However, a second later, he was tapped again in his shoulder, making Cristopher very annoyed.
But, just as he was about to turn around to reprimand his Avatar for disturbing him, he realized something very important.
He didn't summon Brutus to watch over his surroundings!
The chubby boy then slowly turned his head to look behind him.
There, he saw a two-meter-tall monster with grayish black skin, looking at him with an amused look on his face.
It was none other than a High Orc, which made Cristopher's fat shudder uncontrollably.
