Chapter 829 - 828: Thrown into the Mud Hole
So what if I became the Clan Leader, they still do not respect me, always opposing me at every turn.
Suppressing the ferocity in her eyes, Ola pointed at a companion not far away and instructed quite casually, "Go find Dubi at his house, tell him to come to my cave immediately."
The orc, excited to have finally been noticed by her, stood up and after responding, turned and ran out.
Namila watched the departing orc’s robust physique and swallowed unconsciously, thinking what a strong orc he was.
Sitting above, Ola observed Namila’s drooling with disdain in her eyes and laughed, "Namila, did you come out this time without a companion?"
Namila’s complexion stiffened and she shook her head, "Of course, there’s serious business to attend to when coming to see you. How could I bring a companion? That would be highly inappropriate."
Otto’s question made him think of the gentle orc who had been rendered useless, who used to accompany him on every outing because he was an evolved orc, and now...
At this thought, his face grew even darker.
"Clan Leader, Dubi is not in the cave, I don’t know where he has gone," the orc returned, bringing back news that wasn’t very good.
Ola’s face turned iron blue in an instant, "Go find today’s Guard Orc and ask where he has gone."
The orc did not turn to leave, but instead said directly, "The Guard said he saw Dubi leave the tribe, and the direction he left in seemed to be going to..."
While speaking, as if he had bad news, he glanced up at Ola cautiously.
The orc’s hesitant behavior instantly enraged Ola, who picked up a Beast Bone lying on the side and threw it at the orc’s head, scolding, "Where did he go, speak!"
Being hit with a bone in front of so many orcs by his own companion, the orc’s expression also darkened as he said in a low voice, "He went to Otto’s place."
As soon as the orc’s voice fell, the cave fell silent, with only careful breaths rising and falling, and tension gradually spreading through the air.
After a long while...
A light laugh broke the silence in the cave, Ola’s face carrying an indescribably fierce and terrifying expression, "Capture Dubi’s family for me and lock them up in the mud pit."
"Ola!"
The orcs beside Ola all changed color, wanting to speak out to stop her.
Ola swung her arm to cut off the orcs, "No one persuade me, anyone who does, will join them in the mud pit."
Dark clouds filled Ola’s heart at that moment.
Brother, since you’ve already given up the position of Clan Leader to me, why are you still making these moves? Isn’t it better to live peacefully in your own place?
Why did you call Dubi over? Do you regret it and want to take back my position as Clan Leader?
Watching Ola’s somber face and eyes filled with rage, Namila lowered her eyelids, her long eyelashes covering the malevolence in her gaze.
Meanwhile, Dubi still didn’t know that his family, whom he was happy to provide for, had already been captured by his Clan Leader and were about to be thrown into the mud pit, feared even by orcs.
He was staring in astonishment at the usually respected Otto, who was gnawing on a Gagabeast, the sight of his mouth full of fur looking complicated.
"Otto." The orc’s voice was very soft, as if afraid to disturb Otto eating his evening meal.
The orc, still eating, waved his hand to indicate for Dubi to sit down, he swallowed the beast meat in his mouth and removed the hairs, before finally smiling at him, "You’re back."