Chapter 66
Orc Hero Story
In ruins located beyond the Lesser Snowfield and past the mountains where the dragon resided, a place made of smooth stone, eroded over the years but still maintaining its form. They were nameless ruins, or perhaps they had a name before falling into this state. Today, it was a desolate ruin that nobody visited, and even its existence was known to only a limited number of people.
A woman was about to enter such ruins. She lightly climbed an icy cliff wall, gently pushed the frozen stone door of the ruins, and slipped inside. Silence enveloped her as she kicked the stone door shut behind her.
The interior of the ruins was beautiful despite its deteriorated appearance. A large magic circle was drawn in the center of the grand hall, and countless rays of light extended into smaller rooms. Perhaps due to the effect of the magic circle, though dusty and old, there were no signs of decay. In each of the smaller rooms, at first glance, it was hard to discern their purpose.
However, in one of them, there was something easily recognizable: books. A large number of books were stacked on a shelf, and not only that, they were also piled up on the floor. The woman entered the room.
Among the stacks of books, there was a woman. Her name was Poplatica, a woman with a slender body, sunken eyes, and wavy hair.
Poplatica of the Shadow Vortex. The daughter of Sequence, an adept demon mage, was casually seated atop a tower of books, flipping through one of them. Her dark circles were darker than usual, and weariness was evident. She must not have slept.
Although there was an intruder in the room, she never looked up from the book. She might not have even noticed. She was absorbed. She followed the phrases written in the book with an almost ghostly expression on her face.
“I’m back. And I brought it with me.”