Leta borders.
An extrely simple, crude and small mobile city crawled through the desolate ancient battlefield like an indescribably ugly building block pieced together by a stupid child.
This ugly creation was driven by 16 pairs of rusty chanical limbs and eight large thrusters that were placed at the back of the machines in an insane manner.
It let out a deafening sound and charged forward recklessly, as though it could fall apart at any mont. At the sa ti, it scattered a trail of broken parts.
This mobile city belonged to an orc tribe.
There was a brilliant na for this mobile city.
Spring Breeze and First Love.
That's right.
The mont the leader of the orcs caught sight of this mobile city, he had already decided on this poetic and beautiful na for his beloved ship.
He expressed that this indescribable thing resembled his first love!
In other news...
The leader had never been in a relationship before.
As one of the most artistic and innovative races that were not recognized in this land, when the wandering orcs dug out this massive object that was riddled with holes around the lair of an ancient dragon in the frozen ground in the north of Leta, they worked on restarting it imdiately—the result was a radical transformation that could proudly piss the engineers who designed it to death.
Thereafter, Spring Breeze and First Love beca a reliable partner for the orcs to kill, rape and loot. Riding on this powerful chanical beast, the orcs wreaked havoc at the desolate borders.
On the bridge, orc technicians were furiously attacking the control console, trying their best to maintain the operation of this chaotic and ugly trash.
More than half of the values on the instrunt panel flared red and alarms rang wildly.
Yes, it was operating normally!
Suddenly, a young technician sitting in a corner received an abnormal communication.
After decrypting the communication, the young technician's expression changed.
"Boss!"
The young technician shouted to the largest orc on the bridge, "The tribe that we've always been dealing with has just been destroyed!"
"Grawr?!"
The leader of the orcs in tattered mithril armor had a burning gaze. "Who did it?!"
"I don't know!!"
That was the exact reason why the newcor technician was flustered. "That tribe… they were blown up by sothing so strong that they disappeared instantly!"
The mont he said that, the entire bridge stirred.
The leader's eyes lit up.
It was understandable.
After all, that orc tribe in the north was not far away from them!
There was a chance that this powerful enemy that destroyed an orc base instantly might be right in front of them!
However, the good news was that the frozen ground in the north of Leta was not on the route of Spring Breeze and First Love. Although both parties were close, it was not a problem as long as they could avoid it in ti!
But when the young technician told the leader about this plan of his…
The leader shook his head.
"No! I want to change course!"
The coordinates were the tribe that had just been destroyed!
"Huh?"
The young technician was stunned.
Of course.
This young man who grew up with a small group of orcs and had just started out naturally did not understand the deep foresight of a traditional orc boss.
In the north, there was a terrifying enemy that was powerful enough to destroy a gathering place of the orcs with a single strike.
However…
Wasn't that even better?!
The voice of the orc leader was robust as a bell. "Second-in-command! Tell this newcor what I like the most!"
An orc replied, "This idiot likes to court death!"
"Hahahahahaha!"
Amidst the wild laughter of the orc leader, Spring Breeze and First Love suddenly made a sharp turn. After three limbs were snapped, the rocket thrusters behind them rumbled and spun, causing the mobile city to sprint towards their prey like a mad dog.
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