Can you withstand the power of this sword strike, which has been used twice in the game?

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It's better to have more shields than to kill them.

"What if it's a goblin or a murderer?" Layton asked worriedly.

"Then... I guess they were just unlucky..."

The answer came not from Annie, but from Lycorina.

Annie nodded: "We've done everything we can to help them."

Duss, who had also come to help guard the orcs, walked over with his hands in his pockets and overheard the conversation between the three of them. He casually remarked:

"If we hadn't helped them, they would have either been killed by us if they had come here."

Either they're driven away by us and wander around in the forest not knowing what to do, and in the end, they can only wait for their families to be killed by goblins.

We've done everything we could. What can we do if they're just unlucky?

"Well... okay." Layton scratched his head and could only smile helplessly.

Lycorina gave a wry smile: "I can only wish them good luck."

On their way back, a hero found An Yi and his companions, saying that he had seen Milu sleeping under a tree on the way.

Following the direction the other person indicated, they indeed found Miluko sleeping under the tree.

She hugged her knees with both hands, with a backpack propped up on them, and fell asleep with her face buried in the backpack.

No one woke her up, because everyone knew she must be exhausted from all the running around.

An Yi leaned down and nudged her.

Milu was startled awake, opened her eyes wide, saw it was An Yi, and then buried her head back down to continue sleeping.

An Yi: "I'll take you back to sleep."

Milu buried her face in her backpack and shook her head: "Mmm..."

An Yi thought for a moment and then said, "I'll carry you back."

Milu nodded: "...Mm."

Lycorina smiled and said, "Milu must think you're going to carry her back, that's why she's unwilling."

An Yi: "It's a misunderstanding."

"Isn't it because of your usual behavior that people misunderstand you?" Duss complained from the side.

"Hahahaha—" Layton laughed loudly.

"Hahaha~" Lycorina giggled as well.

An Yi simply said, "Is that so?"

Carrying Miluko on their backs, the group headed towards the town.

Behind them, Ruby followed with a bitter expression.

I just can't fit in at all!

She was too afraid to say a word!

After walking for a while, she thought, the orc problem is solved, but...

What should I do about my younger brother?

Although I left him a letter, he must be very unhappy, right?

After all, Ruby could sense that Mickey didn't want her to leave.

I guess they'll come knocking on my door in a horse-drawn carriage soon, right?

……

It was already noon deep in the forest.

The goblins went from initial confusion to impatience, and finally to utter frustration at not being able to wait any longer.

Now, I've calmed down again.

Rather than saying I lost patience, it's more accurate to say I felt frustrated and that it was pointless.

Anyway, just leave those orc children out there and sit around waiting.

They ate the food that was delivered along the way, and some goblins even took a nap.

If the orcs who went out don't return, the goblins will hide the orc children, kill a few of them, and scare the rest of the orcs.

Suddenly, a bloody smell reached the noses of the goblins and orc children from afar.

Before long, the wounded orcs emerged from the depths of the forest. One of them carried a huge, blood-stained backpack, which belonged to a human.

Meanwhile, two orcs, each carrying an unconscious human on their backs, were dressed in white.

"Heh heh, you're finally back." The leading goblin servant stood up, quite satisfied with their haul.

Chapter 27 The Death of the Immortal Hero? (4k)

In the dense forest, a circle of enormous goblins surrounded a clearing, creating an opening in one direction for the orcs to enter.

When the blood-soaked orcs came into view of the goblins and orc children, the orc children immediately began to cry out in pain.

"Wa ...

"Daddy!! Daddy, oh my god—!!"

"Waaaaah—Brother—!!"

They weren't afraid of the blood on the adults; they had grown up surrounded by blood, experienced the death of their family members, and witnessed the hellish slaughter of orcs.

But at this moment, they broke down.

Ultimately, they are still children. What child could remain calm and composed when they see their loved ones so badly hurt?

If there is one, then that child must be extraordinary.

Seeing the children crying, the beastmen who rushed back also felt a lump in their throats.

However, they would not easily show their weakness, but instead set their sights on the best-equipped goblin on the field.

That must be the Goblin King's Servant, right?

"We have brought what you asked for." (Orcish)

Sheri, the most prestigious orc among the orcs and their commander, threw his backpack on the ground.

The dozens of doll heads could be piled up into a small mountain. The backpacks were specially made to carry provisions for the heroes, so they are very large.

For an orc with a strength of 30, this little bit of stuff isn't heavy.

"Oh!"

The backpack was carelessly thrown to the ground and fell over, causing the bloodstained doll's head to roll onto the ground, startling the orc children once again.

At the same time, the goblins couldn't help but smile.

From its appearance alone, there seems to be no problem with it, but the most important thing is that it has the smell of blood that is different from that of the other nine. ＝≮）％}

The goblin hadn't even considered the possibility of the heads being faked.

After all, this was beyond their comprehension.

The next moment, the orcs pushed the two white-clad heroes to the front.

The moment the Hero of Death saw the goblins, he roared hoarsely, "Goblins...?! It really is you!! You beasts!!"

The immortal hero roared in true spirit, "Let me go if you dare! I'm going to fight you to the death!!"

"Gaa gaa gaa gaa—!!"

The goblins sneered.

"I'll go kill them! I want to see what these humans are capable of!" (Goblin language) A goblin champion grinned, eager to try.

"Wait." The goblin servant raised his hand, then spoke to the orcs in broken orcish, "Release those two humans."

"Let go?" One of the orcs was stunned.

Sheri quickly retorted, "Why?! Do you want us to lose even more of our kind?!"

He didn't know why the goblins wanted them to release the humans.

But if they actually obediently release the two heroes, it would only make them seem like they have no fear of humans whatsoever.

It is precisely because more than half of the staff have been laid off that we cannot easily loosen restrictions.

The goblin champion, who had just been there, also reminded him, "Lord Royal Attendant, the strength of humans is unfathomable. It would be best to kill them sooner rather than later." (in goblin language)

"Didn't you just say you wanted to see what they were capable of?" the Goblin King's servant chuckled. "What, you're scared now that I said I'd let them go?"

"This..." The Goblin Champion grinned awkwardly.

It actually just wanted to have some fun, since these humans had killed its comrades.

To be honest, if it were really allowed to release these humans and test their strength, it wouldn't dare to do so.

After all, the two goblin champions in the previous battle were both killed by single humans.

If the opponent's individual strength is enough to kill the Goblin Champion, then it would be very risky for it to personally go in.

The Goblin King's attendant ordered the Goblin Champion, "Go and bring those two humans here. Don't worry, even the humans in white have varying strengths."

The fact that they could be captured alive by the orcs shows they aren't very strong; at least they couldn't possibly be your match. (Goblin language)

"Oh!" the Goblin Champion exclaimed in realization, quickly nodding. "Okay!"

As he spoke, the Goblin Champion trotted up to the orcs, making heavy thuds as he stepped onto the ground.

"Give me these two humans!" (Orcish) roared the Goblin Champion.

Before the orcs could object, it picked up two heroes, one in each hand, and quickly returned to the Goblin King's servant.

The size of the Death Warrior and the Immortal Warrior looked like two toys in front of each other, as if they could be crushed at any moment.

The orcs were sweating bullets, but dared not utter another word.

They had no reason to release the humans, but they also had no reason to stop the goblins from taking the two heroes away.

They knew that the two heroes would most likely be killed by the goblins, and now they could only hope that the goblin's "resurrection magic" would work.