Chapter 39 -38-Seizing the Spoils, Obtaining Dragon Blood
The Orc Dark Lord couldn’t have foreseen the tables turning so drastically in a scene he believed he had in the bag.
His knees gave out, and, regardless of the strange glances from the other Orc Warriors, he knelt directly in front of Ethan, his voice choked with tears.
"No, no, no, I was talking about myself, I swear it. I was referring to myself. Please, spare me!"
He fell to his knees, his skin scraping against the ground as he tried to cling to Ethan’s leg.
"What I said earlier, can we let bygones be bygones? I truly regret it. I beg you, spare my life. I’ll be your servant, your horse. I’ll even hand over these Orc Warriors. They’ll do as you say, just please spare this miserable life of mine."
Ethan chuckled, "So you really want to live, huh?"
Hearing this, the Orc Dark Lord suddenly felt a glimmer of hope.
He began nodding furiously, "Yes, as long as I’m alive, I can bring value to you!"
Ethan burst into laughter before coldly stating, "And you think, after all this, I would let you off the hook?"
The hope in the Orc Dark Lord’s heart vanished at the sound of Ethan’s icy voice.
He felt like he’d been cast from heaven straight into hell.