Chapter 29.3
“A stray orc! There’s a stray orc!”
“Draw your weapons! In the name of the ancient Heavy Dog Squadron, don’t let him escape alive!”
“Don’t let him ruin the princess’s day!”
As Bash approached the border, it suddenly became noisy. Bulldog-faced soldiers, who had fought and won dozens of fights, surrounded Bash baring their fangs.
“Wait, I’m not a stray orc. My name is Bash, and I’m traveling in search of something.”
“Yes! Where else would you find such a noble-looking stray orc? His skin, polished by daily baths… is a bit dirty today from our trip through the mountains… but his fragrant perfume… well, that one is gone from the trip too… he even stinks a bit… no… but his face, yes, his face! Look at those pretty fangs!”
The bulldogs looked quizzically at the fairy, who was screaming and flying at super speed, but did not give up their swords. Rather, when they heard the name “Bash”, their faces became even more intense.
“Bash!? The “Orc Hero” Bash!?”
“That’s right!”