A blue text floated in yeh darkness of the air. "Setting the language options..." Immediately after, as the blue text slowly disappeared, the carriage door opened and a female servant with a kerosene lamp in her hand entered. She hung the gas lamp from the ceiling and then sat down on the seat opposite the man lying down.
This man suddenly appeared and came and took him carriage from her. They were having a peaceful journey with her master, but after this man appeared, the situation changed. Her beautiful carriage was occupied and she was kicked out. On the couch bed where she had previously lain down and rested nicely, now this invading man was lying down.
She could not help but smile slyly as her angry gaze scanned the man lying down. Because the time for revenge had come very quickly. The incense stick at the man's bedside had already burned out and the numbing effect of the incense had disappeared. The invading man would wake up in pain soon.
The thought of the man waking up in pain made her happy, and she began to watch him carefully so as not to miss that moment. She waited a little, and then some more, but the man did not wake up. She got up to check if she was breathing. As she leaned slightly towards the man's nose, the wounded man opened his eyes.
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Han, who encountered a pair of eyes when he opened his eyes, was suddenly startled and tried to get up from where he lay. But the servant woman immediately intervened and did not allow him to get up.
- Your wounds have not healed yet. Therefore, you need to lie down a little longer. Please lie down and wait patiently, sir.
Han, who looked at the woman in front of him with curious eyes, see someone with pink skin like himself for the first time. But this curiosity did not last long. When the pain he suddenly felt concentrated in his abdomen and ribcage, he pulled his knees towards himself and curled up tightly. He could hardly hold himself back from groaning from the pain.
While Han was writhing in pain, the young female maid lit one of the incense sticks lying on the side with the comfort of her revenge and placed it next to Han's bedside. Then, she took a fresh green leaf from her pocket and put it in her mouth and started chewing it. She was observing Han at the same time.
The smoke of the incense calmed Han and after a while, he fell asleep. The maid observed Han for a while longer and then got out of the carriage.
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They didn't even take a meal break to get out of the red orc territory as quickly as possible. And they rode their horses faster than ever. There was only one reason for this. Because while the red orcs were watching, they took the wounded man with them.
Turgay Heriston hadn't thought that the decision he made to look good to his daughter would cause so much unrest. It was a big mistake he had made and a big threat to his convoy. But now he had to face the consequences of this decision.
The thought that the red orcs could attack at any moment to get the wounded man back didn't even let Turgay Heriston take a break. And when they finally left the red orc territory and entered the capital city limits, they stopped at a suitable area.
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It was almost midnight and the setting up of camp had just been completed. They left the red orc territory, but Turgay Heriston still took precautions and placed the horse carriage with the wounded man in the far corner of the camp.
No guards were placed next to the carriage. If the red orcs came for the wounded man, he wanted them to finish the job immediately and leave, and not to bother anyone in the caravan. While walking around the campsite with the guard chief, he saw the horse carriage in the far corner.
- How is the child doing?
- When we got here, I stopped by and gave him his second medicine. For now, the healing process is progressing smoothly. There is nothing left on his body except a few bruises.
It will take longer for his internal organs to heal, but I'm sure he'll come to by morning. Tomorrow it will have the power to be self-sufficient.
- Okay. Don't forget to check it anyway...
Also, there may be an attack tonight, be careful. If the red orcs attack (pointing between the Khan's carriage and his own carriage), do not resist them unless they cross this line.
- Yes, sir. (When the head guard saw the female servant getting out of the car, he calmly asked what he should do about a possible possibility.) Sir, what should we do if the incident occurs while Neva is taking care of the bridesmaid child?
- Hımm... Good question… (Neva was not a bridesmaid from the main lineage. Therefore, it could be ignored. Turgay Heriston answered after thinking a little more.) If something like that were to happen, it would be Neva's misfortune. As the Heriston family, we cannot do anything that would break the contract. You understand, right?
- Yes, sir.
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While Turgay Heriston and the head of the guard were talking, Neva the bridesmaid was walking towards the tent that had been prepared for her. When she saw them, she paused for a moment and bowed slightly. These two were the ones who took her car from her. No matter how angry she was, she could not do anything.
Luckily, she had taken her revenge on that filthy invader. Now staying in the tent was not so bad. Neva the bridesmaid calmly entered her tent with a slight smile on her face. But she could only sleep for three hours. Because in three hours, she had to change the incense at Han's bedside...
Han, on the other hand, had fallen into a deep sleep under the effect of the calming incense and was dreaming as if he were really living that moment.
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While Erna was preparing food for her son in her tent, when she heard noises coming from outside, she left what she was holding and ran out of her tent. Those who went hunting had returned. Therefore, everyone was rushing to greet those who came. Erna did not hold back and like the others, she went to greet her son.
The hunting team came out of the forest while the crowd gathered at the entrance of the village. The tribal chief in front, the warriors behind them, mingled with the crowd one by one. Those who found their families in the crowd looked happy. But this joy was just a bittersweet joy. The hunt was successful, but there were also losses among the hunters.
Erna was looking at the hunters who had come excitedly to see Han. But Han was not as tall as the others. It would not be that easy to see Han. Therefore, Erna was very careful.
It was the first time her son had participated in a hunt. She wanted to know immediately what she was doing and how successful he was. She was sure that they would talk about this hunt for at least a week. If her son had been successful in the hunt, this would be her greatest source of pride. In fact, she could even talk about this success for years.
The hunters were passing in front of Erna one by one, but Han was nowhere to be seen. The proud joy that overflowed from Erna's heart began to decrease gradually. And when there were finally a few people who did not pass in front of her, a sharp knife was stabbed into the proud joy in Erna's heart.
Her eyes became dull and a bitter sadness filled her heart. One of the last remaining was a red orc whom the bear had thrown into the tree. Since he was walking with a limp, one of his friends was supporting him. The other was a large orc carrying Arz, covered in blood, on his back.
When Arz's mother and father saw him, they came running and took Arz off his friend's back. Arz's mother was crying loudly in grief as she touched Arz's bloody body. His father, on the other hand, acted maintain one's composurelly and did not reveal anything inside except the sadness in his eyes.
Erna looked at Arz with dull eyes for a while. She entrusted her beloved son to Arz, but now Arz's dead body has arrived. She slowly approached her crying friend and hugged her tenderly. Her heart ached a lot. She didn't know whether to cry for Arz or for her son, but she couldn't stop the tears flowing from her eyes right now.
The two friends hugged and cried for a while. Finally, Erna stopped hugging her friend and said calmly, "Where is my son?" She raised her head and shouted, "Where is my son?" Her eyes searched for her son in the crowd, but instead she found the tribal chief.
She got up with hope and came running. She caught the tribal chief in the crowd.
- Where is my son? Tell me what happened during the hunt?
- Calm down. I will explain, come with me.
The tribal chief calmly took Erna aside and told him everything that happened, from the beginning of the hunt to Han's fall from the cliff, without missing a beat. When he said that Han was taken by people, Erna could no longer stand and fell to the ground on her knees.
- Why? Why did you let my son be taken? Tell me, why?
- Because we don't have the skills to heal Han. Only humans can heal him. If I had brought Han here, he would have definitely died. I wanted to give the boy a chance. A chance to live. Do you understand me?
- I don't understand, I don't understand. Where is my son? Tell me where is my son?
Erna was crying wildly. This precious son of hers had also been taken by humans. Again, these people had ripped out Erna's heart and taken it.
- The karteli flower owners took him. You know they pass through here every five years. They go to the capital and then come back. I am sure that Khan will return with them in fifteen days.
The words coming out of the tribal chief's mouth made Erna's heart to beat rapidly. What she heard became a piece of hope and filled her heart. Really... It could be... When Erna clung to this hope, the tears falling from her eyes were now carrying pieces of hope. She quickly reached out and grabbed the tribal chief's hand with both hands.
- You're not lying to me, are you? You're not deceiving me, are you?
- Everyone who participated in the hunt saw this. If you don't believe me, you can ask them. Your son will come back healed, don't worry.
When they return and take a break at the campsite, I will come with you. And we will take back from them the precious member of our tribe.
- Yes, he is a member of our tribe. And the most valuable one. My dear son... We will go together. We will go together and take back my son. Promise me…
- Okay. Promise…
Erna's crying never stopped…