That Time Hori And Miyamura Got Reincarnated In Another World (COMPLETED)

Chapter 7: Forging New Alliances

A few days had passed since Gabiru’s departure from the village, and the calm that followed was welcome, but Hori and Miyamura knew it wouldn’t last. The looming threat of the Orc Lord weighed heavily on their minds, and they realized that if they wanted to protect their village and their people, they would need more strength—strength they couldn’t achieve alone.

“We need the lizardmen,” Hori said one evening as they sat in their tent, discussing their next steps. “As much as Gabiru was arrogant and foolish, their numbers and knowledge of the Orc Lord’s army will be crucial.”

Miyamura nodded thoughtfully. “You’re right. The orcs are a massive threat, and we can’t afford to face them without strong allies.”

Ranga, who lay beside them, perked up. “Master, I can lead you to the lizardmen’s hideout. It will not take long to reach them.”

Hori smiled, scratching Ranga behind his ear. “Thanks, Ranga. We’ll leave at dawn.”

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The next morning, Hori, Miyamura, and Ranga set out toward the lizardmen’s territory. The journey was swift, with Ranga carrying them across the vast landscape at incredible speed. As they approached the lizardmen’s hideout, Hori and Miyamura could sense the tension in the air. The lizardmen were on high alert, no doubt preparing for the inevitable battle with the Orc Lord’s forces.

As they entered the lizardmen’s territory, several guards appeared, weapons drawn. Recognizing Hori and Miyamura, their expressions hardened.

“What business do you have here?” one of the guards demanded. “You defeated our commander, Gabiru. Why have you come now?”

Miyamura raised his hands in a calming gesture. “We’re not here to fight. We want to talk.”

The guards hesitated but ultimately nodded, allowing them to pass. They were led deeper into the hideout, where Gabiru’s father, the true leader of the lizardmen, sat on a stone throne, flanked by his warriors. Gabiru stood by his side, his expression dark but silent.

“Ms Hori, Mr Miyamura,” the elder lizardman said, his voice deep and measured. “I see you’ve returned. What brings you here after defeating my son?”

Hori stepped forward, her expression calm and diplomatic. “We didn’t come to gloat about that. We’re here because we face a common enemy—the Orc Lord.”

The room fell silent at the mention of the Orc Lord. Even Gabiru, who had been glaring at them moments ago, seemed to falter at the name.

Miyamura continued, his voice steady. “We may have had our differences, but we need to put that aside if we want to survive. The Orc Lord’s army is vast, and they won’t stop until they’ve consumed everything in their path.”

The elder lizardman stroked his chin thoughtfully, his gaze shifting between Hori and Miyamura. “You speak wisely, Lord Miyamura. But tell me, why should we trust you? You defeated my son, humiliated him before his people.”

Gabiru stiffened, his fists clenching at the reminder of his loss. “Father—”

But before Gabiru could finish, Hori raised her hand, interrupting him. “Because we didn’t come here to humiliate anyone. We came here because we believe in working together, and we’re offering you the chance to fight alongside us. We want to protect our people—and yours—from the Orc Lord.”

Miyamura nodded in agreement. “If we join forces, we’ll have a better chance of defeating him. But if we stay divided, the Orc Lord will crush us both.”

The elder lizardman leaned back in his throne, considering their words. Gabiru shifted uncomfortably beside him, his pride clearly wounded, but even he seemed to recognize the gravity of the situation.

Finally, the elder spoke. “You’re right. The Orc Lord is a threat to all of us. As much as it pains me to admit, we cannot defeat him on our own. If you are willing to set aside our differences and fight together, then we will join forces with you.”

Hori and Miyamura exchanged relieved glances. “Thank you,” Hori and Miyamura said sincerely. “Together, we can win this.”

Gabiru, though still clearly resentful, stepped forward. “I’ll fight alongside you too,” he said, though his tone was begrudging. “But don’t think I’ve forgotten what happened between us.”

Miyamura gave him a small smile. “We’re not here to make enemies, Gabiru. We’re here to win this war.”

Gabiru grumbled but nodded, accepting the alliance despite his wounded pride.

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With the negotiations complete, the lizardmen began preparing for the upcoming battle. Hori and Miyamura strategized with the elder lizardman and his commanders, mapping out the best way to confront the Orc Lord’s army.

As they worked, Hori couldn’t help but feel a sense of hope. For the first time since they had arrived in this world, they weren’t fighting alone. The alliance with the lizardmen was a huge step forward, and it gave them the strength they needed to stand against the Orc Lord.

After the meeting, Hori and Miyamura stood outside the hideout, watching the lizardmen prepare for battle. Ranga sat beside them, his tail wagging slightly.

“We’ve got a good chance now,” Miyamura said, his voice thoughtful.

Hori nodded. “Yeah. But we still have a long way to go.”

Miyamura glanced at her, his expression softening. “We’ll make it through this, Hori. Together.”

She smiled at him, feeling a warmth in her chest. “Yeah. Together.”

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With the lizardmen now on their side, Hori and Miyamura’s army was stronger than ever. They knew the road ahead would be difficult, but with their new allies and the bond they shared, they were ready to face the Orc Lord head-on.

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End of Chapter 7