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[] Chapter 9 :- King Or Princess, choose wisely~ []

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Bhamp Dhamp

"Is that all? Kinda disappointing, I was expecting some struggle," I muttered, dusting off my hands while staring down at the kneeling orc. Despite its massive frame, the creature's petrified expression was almost pitiful.

Disarming it was easier than I thought.

Blood gushed from the orc's shoulder where its right arm, once wielding a dead tree as a weapon, now lay severed on the floor. The small puddle of blood growing around the limb was a grim reminder of my precision. That's what I meant by disarm.

After that, it was a matter of beating the life out of the orc. I didn't even need to use my katana. My bare hands were more than enough.

This showed once again that size and strength don't always equate to power. Agility and flexibility are equally, if not more, important- just like Bell Cranel, who demonstrated that earlier.

"Now give us some push-ups, big guy!" Shirayuki's mischievous voice chimed in as she climbed onto the orc's back. The poor creature could only sweat nervously in response to her ridiculous demand.

"Shirayuki... it can't do that." My bland voice reached her ears, and the orc nodded frantically in agreement.

"Why not? If it's about his arm, he can do it with one hand, no? I mean, I've seen you do it, Kiyotaka-sama," Shirayuki muttered, seemingly oblivious to the situation. I sighed before responding.

"That's impossible... for this orc." I glanced at the creature's massive, round belly. The orc's depression deepened as it realized the futility of her command.

"Haha, right," Shirayuki said, rubbing the back of her head with a nervous laugh. "Then how about running? He can do that!" she added, her enthusiasm only making the orc shiver more.

'She really has something against fat guys... must be that book she mentioned earlier,' I mused, letting out another sigh while watching the absurd scene unfold.

Suddenly, with a swift motion, the orc stood up, sending Shirayuki tumbling off its back. It looked at me with teary eyes, then, in a desperate move, pierced its own chest, pulling out its magic stone. It handed it to me with a pained expression before giving a final salute and dissolving into black smoke.

"What the hell was that!?" Shirayuki muttered, rubbing her sore backside as she walked over to me, clearly annoyed.

"What do you mean 'What the hell was that?' Your antics depressed it so much that it chose to end its own life," I replied, my golden-brown eyes fixed on her as she started sweating nervously.

"H-haha, b-but you were gonna kill it anyway though," she said with a nervous laugh, trying to excuse herself.

"........." I remained silent as the fog around us thickened, shrouding the path ahead.

Ghyaaaaaa!!!

Rhaaaaaaaa!!!

Kyuuuuuuuuu!!!

Bhyaaaaaaaaa!!!

"There are more!" Shirayuki's once playful demeanor had now shifted into one of seriousness as the ground shook violently beneath us. A horde of four orcs was charging at us, emerging from the fog with ferocity.

'They must've heard the earlier battle,' I mused, my golden-brown eyes tracking the enraged orcs as they bulldozed through the landforms without a care, their singular focus on us.