As they approached the location mentioned by the Knight who had been driving the carriage, Malin pulled the reins. Continuing down the main road was no longer a good idea. With the War Dog and the two girls, Malin carefully made his way along the slope at the top of the main street on the east side.
This was the downwind side, and the wind coming from the northwest would carry the stench of the orcs, while their own scent would not be picked up by the opposition.
After rounding a corner and following the street, Malin saw a dozen or so orcs.
As a race that had not completed civilization, orcs were called strong orcs in the Middle Ages to distinguish them from the orcs living in The Great Forest Land. When Malin learned this knowledge, he had to restrain himself from asking old Hoffman if this world also had a white-robed mage with water on the brain.
