Chapter 217: A Calamity Written in Fate
The disappearance of Alkhemia had sent shockwaves across the entire continent.
The winds of fate shifted overnight. The political landscape was thrown into turmoil. The Dwarven Kingdom had begun eyeing Alkhemia's former domain like a hungry wolf, and as a result, anyone coming from the city was now a suspect. Travelers were subjected to strict inspections, and there were even hefty bounties for capturing those fleeing Alkhemia.
Harvey, unlucky as ever, was captured by a band of orcs, mercenaries moonlighting as bandits, before he even made it into the city proper.
This matriarchal orc intercepted Harvey outside Sweetdew City, swarmed him, and tied him up.
That was how Harvey ended up being interrogated by a female half-elven orc.
She called herself "Sawtooth Blade." Using the simplest and most primitive methods imaginable, she extracted a confession from Harvey. By the time she finished, Harvey had been reduced to a sorry state.
Harvey had begun to suspect that luck was a conserved quantity. He had had far too long a string of good luck. Perhaps it was now time to pay it all back.
After enduring a brutal beating, Harvey finally managed to convince the orcs that he truly knew nothing about Alkhemia's disappearance. But Sawtooth Blade was not satisfied. They had gone through all that effort to capture him and even put him through severe torture. She wouldn't settle for nothing.
Just as Sawtooth Blade was preparing to butcher Harvey and sell his corpse to some black-market necromancers, Harvey suddenly shouted that he could make her a lot of money.