Chapter 145 – Encounters (4)

Even before Urga entered the tent where Shinseondong was waiting, no, from the time she started her journey from her hometown to the foot of the black mountain where the gods descended.

He was preparing for his death, drawing an imaginary image of the god in his head.

‘The Orcs didn’t write down what a god looked like… Maybe they look similar to them?’

That would be an orc.

Like Urga’s own gray wolf tribe, he respects the rule of thumb, where the powerful take everything, and proves his worth with his own inaction.

Unlike those who were destined to become warriors due to the harsh environment, they are a race of warriors who were born only to fight.

That’s why Urga thought.

If such orcs worshiped as gods, they would surely be much bigger and stronger than them, and their appearance was also ferocious enough to scare them away, with tusks rising up to their foreheads like mammoths in the snowfields, etc.

In any case, he is going to dedicate himself to a god who may have come into existence.

If he said he would sacrifice himself, what would the god do with himself?

Wouldn’t it grab hold of itself and swallow it in one bite?

Or, it is said to be precious virgin meat. On the first day, only the arm is removed and chewed on, the second day, the leg is torn off and boiled, and on the third day, it is boiled in boiling oil, etc.

Wouldn’t it be cruel enough to be called a luxury to be swallowed in one bite?

These miscellaneous thoughts, which started from the cold snowfield, bit one after another and did not stop even after several days. Rather, as the distance between the black mountain foot and himself grew closer, the terrible thoughts that lingered in his head became more and more intense.

Urga never stopped moving toward the foot of the Black Mountain.

Rather, they marched more confidently toward the black mountain foot.

Isn’t she going to die there as a princess of the gray wolves to die an honorable death for the sake of the future of her tribe?

That’s why he set out on the road with his wolf companion, wondering who would catch his footsteps and give him unnecessary hesitation.

But have I thought too much?

Arriving late at night without thinking about the day or night and not resting for a moment, Urga, who arrived at the paradise that the Orc had spoken of, the hidden branch at the foot of the Black Mountain, fell asleep as if a film had cut off as soon as he entered the tent for guests assigned by the leader Orc.

She, too, is clearly on the level of a master and is said to be the rival of Eleonora, the continent’s only grandmaster.

She does not feel tired from walking day and night for days, but from the time she left her hometown, she was mentally exhausted from the ominous thoughts that constantly ran through her head.

If you meet the ‘nameless god’ that orcs worship, you can’t even think of a plan for tomorrow, such as how to lead a conversation or how to guarantee the survival of the tribe.

He even took one more drink and slept late.

How she fell into her sound sleep, not caring about the noise all around her, snoring and snoring. Her leader, the orc, had to wake her up himself, and then she gasped to her feet.

‘Ruined!!’

It’s a matter of survival of the tribe right now, but you can’t go first and wait, but you make yourself wait for that nameless god?!

‘And why is that God or Nabal coming from the wind in the morning?!’

Still, I couldn’t bear to insult God openly.

Urga screamed ferociously at the chief orc who came to wake her up as if she was in her stead, but the reality did not change.

In the end, after tidying up only his hair, Urga rushed toward the tent where the nameless god was waiting.

And as the leader orc started to slowly approach the tent where the god was waiting, Urga felt something flow through her head like a paranoma, along with a familiar smell she had smelled somewhere.

Is it often called a kaleidoscope?

Catching a reindeer on his first hunt since the day his name was called by all the gray wolf warriors and members of his own birth, meeting the wolf, a man with a scar on his left eye and now his irreplaceable partner;

Riding a wolf and plundering with the tribesmen, Eleonora shattered the plan, doing a crazy sword dance with Eleonora, cutting Eleonora’s belly with swords, and finally, like a bloodthirsty bitch. Chasing after Eleonora who was slaughtering warriors, etc.

Indeed, it was far from the comfortable life he had pursued because he had many points of contact with that damned platinum-haired female knight, and it was a very tiring life, but that ends today.

The moment I entered that tent, it was as if my life was over.

Even though he realized that his life was on the verge of ending, Urga was calmer than he thought. Rather, he began to walk lighter, probably because he accepted it.

Dying this way, dying that way

Let’s die with my chest open proudly as a lofty female warrior befitting a gray wolf, not as a frightened mutt who’s going to die anyway.

This is the last duty she, as Princess of the Gray Wolves, can do to her tribe.

In the end, Urga herself did not live the life she wanted, but if all the members of her tribe could survive by devoting herself, that would be enough.

After completing his final determination, he entered the tent without hesitation toward the nameless god who was waiting for him on the other side of the veil.

‘Still, if it’s going to be eaten in one bite, I’ll at least say a word before I die.’

“Uh?!”

There was a man He was contemplating something, not the monster he had imagined, but a dark-haired man with straight features like himself sitting on a throne.

“What, Hana, stand, go”
“Wait a minute?!”

Is this unexpected?!

He thought he was a god worshiped by orcs, so he must have been bigger and more ferocious than the orcs, but what was that human man talking about?

‘Like me, black hair and those melancholy eyes… Unlike the tribal warriors, the sharp jawline and moderately well-proportioned muscles… !’

Short sport-cut hair, charred skin except where it was covered by clothes, and even muscles that were only appropriately needed for farm work.

It can even be said that Urga is weak compared to the rambunctious warriors of the Gray Wolf tribe he lived in, and it is an extremely ordinary figure that modern people can see everywhere.

“Huh… ?!”

From the moment she first saw him, every time she looked at him, Urga cautiously spoke to him, blushing involuntarily at the beating of her heart.

“That that… You, you have no name… God… ?!”
“… “

Anyone who has known her as usual would doubt her eyes at this frightened puppy-like figure, while others would grin like a sow hiding behind her throne.

Urga didn’t even know what was coming out of his mouth.

‘What are you thinking so much about?’

She just rested her chin on her armrest and stared blankly at the figure of Shinseon-dong tilting her head as if thinking of something about her, but her mind was preoccupied.

But for a while, he remembered why he came here, and Urga still glared at Shinseon-dong, who didn’t even look at him.

At best, I am talking to you, but you are ignoring me!
Does that mean that if you are a god?!

‘Now, why are you looking down on people for being handsome!?’

His face grew hot just by looking at him, and his eyes, which had been glaring at him, gradually lost their strength. Of course, it was the same as if he was staring at Jira, who had sharp eyes from his birth.

In any case, in order to proceed with the story, it is necessary to attract that man’s attention.

Urga cleared her throat loudly, unaware of her own reddened face.

“Kuhm! You really are a god!”
“Uh?”

Just one word, ‘Huh?’ After that, as she started to ponder something again, for some reason Urga, with her beating heart again and strangely impatient, shouted to get the man’s attention.

“You ask! Are you really a nameless god!!”
“For now?”

Wink

‘Aww!’

I don’t know if that frail man is really a god, but if he’s really a god, he’s committing the greatest rudeness, but instead of showing his anger, he smiles kindly like that?!

“Hey, hey hey hey… !”

‘Oh, what can I say?! I, I never thought that such a handsome person would be a god?!’

I had never been this flustered even when I faced that Eleonora with a sword, but to the man in front of me, to that weak man who couldn’t even beat a tribal child, this Urga!

I don’t know if I know Urga’s heart, but I still don’t erase the smile on my lips.

“Before we talk, I’d like to know your sister’s name first.”
“Name? More than that, who is your sister!?”

‘Sister… ! It’s my sister!’

Sister, I’ve heard that a lot. In fact, the horse was such a formality to the warriors of Gongjuji Snowfield, but since it was mana, it was a word that the warriors of the tribe got tired of hearing.

But from that frail man in front of me, that dark-haired man who just wants to hold me in his arms and protect him, what a sister!

“Sister… Me, me and my sister… !”

Not knowing that her inner feelings were leaking out, Urga thought about how to deal with the man who kept bewildering her.

I was worried that he might take offense at me because of what I had just yelled at him, so I calmly looked at him.

Wink

‘Ah… ‘

Urga closed her eyes and took a deep breath at the sight of Shinseon-dong smiling at her warmly, not caring about her own rudeness.

Before she set foot in this tent, there were words she had thought and prepared, imagining the nameless god.

Saying that he is an offering and a living sacrifice for an unknown god, he will give his life to save our tribe, etc.

Words like pitiful mutts begging God for mercy without pride or anything else.
Because the future of the tribe depended on him, he had to devote himself to receive God’s grace, and he was not in a position to take care of his pride.

Even if it was humiliating, I had to somehow obtain God’s grace.

However, the moment her eyes met Shinseon-dong, all of that was erased from her head, and only one thought began to dominate Urga’s head.

‘This is the man.’

And I did admit it.

“I am Urga, the daughter of the Gray Fang, chieftain of the proud Gray Wolf Clan in the harsh cold! A nameless god for the future of our tribe!! I came to be your seed!!”

Urga, daughter of the Gray Wolf, the Gray Fang, knows that she fell in love with this man at first sight, she is a tribute and a living sacrifice, and she leaves it with all her heart, she becomes the seed of that man, and she bears his child. She wants to