Chapter 183: Low-Level Monsters
“What the—” Tom the skeleton exclaimed, bolting up from the crate he was sitting on.
“Burznarfuogol, Yaturwurtguthvarbu!” the orc chieftain shouted to his companions. “We are under attack. Cover our hosts.”
The other two orcs rushed to the counter without a moment of hesitation, standing in front of Henrietta and Tristan with their blunt weapons at the ready.
Ren already knew the orcs would have to be his first targets, as they posed the biggest threat, but even he was impressed by how fast and well they reacted to his surprise attack.
“Tell me how to get to your master and we can make this end a lot faster,” the champion said.
“Master?!” the shaken toad said from atop the counter, peeking past one of the orc’s elbows. “What in the world is he talking about?”
“I know not whom you speak of,” Khargol said with a threatening scowl. “We serve no master, and if you came here looking for an easy battle, you would do well to flee now.”
“Flee?!” Ren repeated, a bout of arrogant outrage flaring up inside him.
Those creatures were not only trying to fool him about the one they served, but they were also insulting him by implying he would have turned tail and fled from a battle. An easy fight was not what he had come there for, but now he was certainly feeling like getting an extra level or two out of it.