Chapter 56: Only When You’re Ready Can You Hear This Kind of Voice
"You don’t have to worry about that, at least not for now. My territory has special security measures in place—they haven’t triggered any alarms yet."
The security measures Romon referred to were the surveillance features of the Simulator Blueprint. Once any orcs approached, a red warning would appear on the blueprint.
Orcs are a violent and unruly race, which sets them apart from Demihumans.
Demihumans, such as Nini the Cat-Eared, retain more human features while displaying certain animal traits.
Orcs, however, are merely intelligent bipedal mammals. With their greenish faces and fierce fangs, they are known for their brutality. In human society, they are generally classified as monsters.
"By the way, your clansmen said your strength is comparable to that of a human Dawnstrider Archer. So how did you lose to the orcs?" Romon inquired.
The elven queen, Akalaisi, gave a self-deprecating smile and replied, "They exaggerated. I wish I really had that kind of power. As descendants of high elves, our clan sometimes studies human knowledge. Strictly speaking, I can only be considered a Volleyshot Archer, or perhaps a Mage Lord."
"You’re skilled in both physical and magical arts? Uh... I mean, you’ve cultivated two professions?"
"Our clan is naturally attuned to nature magic, but I have always loved archery, so I have combined archery and magic for a long time." At this, Queen Akalaisi glanced around as if searching for her beloved bow, but didn’t find it. "Even so, we still lost. The crafty orcs were just too many. When we ran out of arrows, we switched to magic, but our mana eventually ran out as well. In the end, all we could do was flee."
"Sorry for making you recall painful memories."
"It’s all right. You’ve taken us in, so it’s only right that I speak honestly with you. May I ask your name?"