Chapter 128 – Turmoil (With Illustrations)

Pictures related to ancient Egypt, Pharaoh Pyramids, etc. If you look for a little bit of related materials, you can find a picture of a man who looks like a pharaoh sticking out his cock.

As this is a painting depicting the pharaoh’s ritual of sprinkling semen into the river to stop the flooding of the Nile when it overflows.

It is safe to say that it was a historic event for the Egyptians at the time.

“Hey, it’s recorded… ! This, the image of me serving my master in such an obscene manner… ?!”
“I’m going crazy, really”

Eleonora, seeing the orcs setting up canvases facing her and starting to paint and even carve on stone slabs, said as if she couldn’t stand it any longer, just as she was shaking her hips at my cock, she just turned her head and said.

“Come on, Master! Come on, come on, you’re going to fuck this sow so hard that it’s going to go away unsightly!”
“Rather, you’re welcome!?”

Needless to say how excited Eleonora was when I saw her pussy tightening to such an unprecedented degree that it was literally about to cut off my cock.

“Ha… Later, later generations will also see me. The master’s lascivious sow, Eleonora, is long gone… “
“Hey, wait a minute!”
“Hey! I can’t stand it!”

Chow oh oh oh oh oh-?!

– What?!
-Pick a cock, got it!
– Female pig, Jija, Ji pulled out!

Suddenly, I felt cool air flow through my cock, and the pink pussy spewing out my cock in front of my eyes as if regretting it was pouring white semen through its lewd cracks.

Eleonora, as if she didn’t care about that, suddenly she jumped up on her two legs and strode toward me.

“Ruler! Master, I’m showing it to everyone! The way I grunted by my master’s cock… ♥”

The fluttering of pink hearts in Eleonora’s eyes looking down at me must not be my own misunderstanding.

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Meanwhile

The basin at the foot of the Black Mountain where the orc village is located, in the sky a little far from paradise.

Like a cloud that started to contain rain, a falcon covered in beautiful gray feathers continued its fierce flight, facing the fierce wind at the foot of the black mountain.

This hawk is heading north, not to the east where the sun rises or to the west to announce the end of the day.

The foot of the black mountain has a heavenly environment where wild animals and plants can live as it is still untouched by human hands, even though the mountain is steep, but the moment you head north from it

As if this rich wildness and warm and cozy air were false, a snowfield with a harsh blizzard immediately appears.

However, this hawk seemed to care nothing about such things, rather, it seemed that the harsh snowfield, where it could not see even an inch ahead, was the place it was looking for.

He immediately began to raise his altitude higher and higher.

Are you looking for food?

However, the hawk just flew over the snowy field, tilting its head from side to side, not even paying attention to the white rabbit that was barely starting to show its face from the snowy field.

And then

– Aww woo woo woo

As if waiting for the howl of a wolf coming from somewhere, I turned towards the place where the sound came from, and the direction of the blizzard began to change as if pushing the back of a hawk.

The hawk directly uses this to glide smoothly as if riding a slide, and at the same time, through the excellent eyesight unique to birds of prey,

A wolf biting the neck of a reindeer struggling on the ground far away from him and a human looking down on the wolf admiringly from a high cliff began to descend rapidly.

-Keeeee

“!”

As the distance gradually approaches the human below it, the hawk immediately opens its mouth and begins to spit out a tearing cry unique to birds of prey.

As if to react

A human on the ground, Urga, a barbarian female warrior with dark hair and sharp teeth like a shark, immediately raised her arms high into the sky as if she had been waiting.

As if it were here, as if to land on her own arm.

Without hesitation, the hawk descended straight down on Urga, flapping her wings, and hooked her claws into the bearskin girdle around her arm.

Urga straight away untied her parchment from her falcon’s paws.

-Keeeee

Give me food! Give me food!

“Yeah, good job.”

Flip flops! Even though the hawk fluttered her wings as if she was playing a charm, the hawk protested by spreading her own wings even louder at Urga’s action, which fluttered her arms around as if chasing away her flies.

-Keeeee

“Good job! Why! What’s wrong, whoa?!”

Don’t just talk like that, give a reasonable reward!

– Kkeek! Kkeek!

The falcon, leaping suddenly from her own arm, began flapping her wings around her head on her urga, ruffling her hair.

“Come on?! Won’t you go away!? You said you did a good job, kkeaaak!”

The falcon frantically ran her hair through her protests, as if to make her pay for daring to pamper him without pay, and Urga swung her arms back and forth over her head like a man on the run of her punishment. It was just given.

“You got it, huh?! Uhhhhh!!”

-Keeweeeee

Urga, who had been swinging her arms around like a person being chased by bees on the cliff like that, ended up rolling off the cliff in a snowball with the hawk.

The wolf, who was trying to tear off the soft flesh of a reindeer that had just stopped breathing, panicked at a huge snowball rolling towards him and hid behind a tree.

Pop!

As soon as the wolf disappeared, the tree with the wolf and the snowball that hit it were shattered as it was, and even the snowballs piled up on the branches of the tree poured down on it.

“This crazy thing… !”

– Kkeek… !

In the end, the pleasant rebellion was short-lived, and the hawk, which escaped from her snowball, grabbed herself as quickly as a bear snatching a salmon that went up the waterfall to spawn, and was caught in the hands of Chan Urga and beeped.

Urga, who was like a lofty beast, snarled like a wild beast, thrust her face into the falcon, who still did not reflect and rebelled even though she was caught in my grasp.

“You crazy bird-head! Just like this! Eat it up?!”

-Keeeee Kyeeeee

The falcon, realizing that her life was threatened by Urga’s extremely sharp teeth that reminded her of shark teeth, shook her head and begged her for mercy.

I’m not kidding. You will indeed be chewed alive!

As if realizing her own destiny, the hawk began to weep bitterly, and a gray wolf came to her face as Urga, who was eager to bite the hawk right off her head, sighed. I rubbed my head.

– No…

“… I only watched it once.”

Never twice!

The hawk, freed from Urga’s hand, immediately flew over the wolf’s head and began to eat the reindeer together with the wolf.

“Seed… I saw a bad thing.”

Did you just catch it and eat it? Roughly brushing off the snow that had accumulated on her body, Urga leaned against the tree she stopped herself as if she was losing her strength for no reason, and opened the parchment the hawk had brought.

“We, the god of… Advent? Existence… ?”

Urga rolled her eyes and read the contents of the parchment as if she could recognize strange patterns that were not even hieroglyphic, perhaps because they were so crooked that they had to be considered letters.

I curse at words I can’t even understand, kick my tongue, etc.

Urga read the parchment at the end of twists and turns, took out a parchment of the same material as the one she had just read from her bosom, and began to write letters with the blood of the reindeer the wolf had just caught.

After how long had it passed, Urga rolled up the parchment in her hand and hung the parchment on the leg of the hawk who was crying happily with a full stomach.

“Don’t leak the other way. You know I don’t know, right? If you get caught again, I’ll really eat you, so take care of yourself?”

– Kkeek?!

There must have been some regret from earlier. After giving up a little soul before sending it away, Urga swung his arms as hard as he could for the falcon sitting on his leather girdle, and based on this momentum, he flew again toward the south of the black mountain. Started to go

And when the hawk soared high into the sky completely disappeared from her sight, Urga suddenly raised her eyebrows and shouted.

“Damn it! Year to kill!”

I wonder who she is swearing at, but the barbarian princess Urga, who is the strongest female warrior and a potential candidate for the next chieftain, has decided who she is swearing at.

“Because of that bitch! I am…!!”

The platinum-haired female knight, Eleonora!

It was all because of her.

Unlike other humans on the continent, it doesn’t matter if it’s a human or a monster to survive in this harsh land and environment, so I just forged an alliance with them to survive.

She just wanted to live a new life with her tribe in a warm and rich land, not in this snowy land.

I don’t know what kind of grudge she had with her, but when she and her tribe tried to go south a little beyond the foot of the black mountain, they would appear like ghosts out of nowhere and attack them like rats.

It’s not some kind of annual event, it just sweeps them around like a natural disaster that appears at the right time.

The only one of her tribe, Urga, who was able to stand against her depravity, was the dying Pan.

Moreover, a few years ago, during the Great Cleanup Operation between the Kingdom and the Goddess Church, the intensity reached its peak.

“What blood-mad bitch! Why do you always start a fight whenever you see a man!”

Even if Urga himself pursued Eleonora so much and tried to drive her away with her swords against each other, if she could only take her eyes off her for a second, Eleonora would have already found her other warriors and put her in a fight and crushed her.

Do you repeat this chasing and chasing process dozens of hundreds of times?

Even after several years have passed since the sweeping operation, the gray wolf tribe of Urga, let alone a mediocre warrior, suffered a devastating blow to the extent that they had to worry about the survival of the tribe today and tomorrow right before the seed of the man dried up.

If she didn’t have enough hands, would she, the princess of the tribe, go hunting herself?

Annoying Siri!

“Damn bitch! A year to kill! Evil bitch! I will catch that bitch one day with my hands, strip it off completely, and shame it in front of our tribesmen!”

He just wants to live comfortably, but the platinum-haired sow keeps interfering with his well-planned life plan.

I just want to live with my feet on the warm ground, but is that so wrong?

Urga, who had been cursing Eleonora for a long time, let out a deep sigh.

“… Damn, for now, our tribe must live and see, damn revenge.”

In fact, isn’t it practically impossible, let alone revenge?
Right now there aren’t enough hunters, so the princess herself is hunting like this.

She is a sword and nabal someday, and Ur is happy with her own conditions. Her own life plan is to enjoy the rest of her life comfortably by giving birth and raising her children, but her status is a princess.

Right now, his tribe is in a life-or-death crisis, but he is carrying the heavy responsibility of saving his tribesmen first rather than his own life.

And today, news that could be a ray of hope for her tribe came from a group of orcs who survived the previous campaign.

Urga murmured as he gazed at the black mountainside rising high into the sky in the southern direction from which the hawk had flown.

“I will do anything for my tribe to survive”

Even if that means dedicating oneself to an unknown god who has come down to earth.