The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 517

517 Bethoke City

"So you're going back to the city of Clifnal? That's no trouble, we were headed there anyhow." Karl shrugged.

"No, the fortress City of Bethoke. You will be brought to the Overlord's Temple for questioning on suspicion of being a spy."

"Whatever, as long as they're interested in buying tools, it's fine by me. You don't mind if we make a few pit stops at the farms along the way, do you?" Karl asked.

"What part of this are you not getting?" The demon asked.

"The part where you think you're in charge here. If it wasn't likely to offend the delicate sensibilities of the War Cleric, we would be having some harsh words about your assumption that you can just throw around accusations and detain merchants.

I would think that you would be a bit more understanding when you're asking for a favour. There are countless nomadic tribes out here, after all, and it would be a shame if we walked away the next time you met one."

Karl could feel the glares that he was getting, both from in front and behind. However, after a few seconds, the Demon relented.

"Alright, you have a point. Until we can prove that you're the spies from the Golden Dragon Nation, we will ask that you accompany us as honoured guests."

"That's much better. Lead the way. But I was serious about stopping at the farms. They're the ones most likely to need the tools, and my wagon is nearly full."

The Demon sighed and motioned for his unit of a hundred soldiers, mostly at the Ascended and Commander Rank, to encircle the wagon.

They had just started to move when something in the Demon's pocket began to glow.

The unit leader took out a flat stone object with runes all over one side, then stared at the other.

"It looks like our guest is a prophetic one. There is a nomadic Orc Tribe coming our way. We won't be able to avoid them with the slow-moving Wagon, so everyone should prepare for a fight."

Karl cleared his throat. "If you don't mind, we've got Dragon Clerics with us. Do you mind if we trade some food to the Orcs before things get messy?"

"I swear to the Vampire Gods, you are the most annoying Troll that I have ever met."

Ophelia poked Karl in the back. "If you're trying to get him to kill us before we make it to the city, you're on the right path. But that's not the greatest idea I've heard to convince people that we're not spies."

A few of the nearby soldiers chuckled, while Karl smiled at her. "They'll get used to my loveable personality soon enough. Besides, if the lovely ladies of the church have created some food supplies, the Orcs will be happy to see them."

06:35

From high overhead, Hawk gave them an update. [There are a lot of Orcs, and they've already got weapons out. I don't think that they're going to be willing to negotiate.]

That could be bad news, but the soldiers were surrounding their wagon, so it wasn't like he could drop back and stay out of the mess. All that Karl could do was wait to see how things turned out.

Once they were a hundred metres apart, the Orcs began shouting a war chant, a rhythmic battle cry in time with their advance.

The Demon at the head of the patrol reached into his coat and set off a marker flare of some sort that sent bright-green smoke billowing into the sky.

"We will need your people to stay back. Not that we don't trust your capabilities, but it's safer not to mix our force." One of the soldiers informed Karl as he prepared to join the fight.

"I think that he will do alright. They don't have a duel challenger here to fight him, and I'm not about to volunteer to get beat up for sport." _{freewebnσvel.cѳm}