...His mana's grown again, just like that!
Watching the mana rising off the lord's axe, Talman was at a loss for words.
He'd never seen a human whose skill grew so visibly, day after day.
He'd changed again even since he'd fought the orcs the other day.
You'd almost suspect he was a dragon wearing human skin.
Getting your hands on a mana weapon didn't mean you could wield it that freely.
It took time to sync with a mana weapon.
Yet the lord had been swinging the mana axe from the moment he grabbed it.
What great house could he possibly be descended from?
Talman sank into a question with no answer.
Kkweeeeeeeek!
Meanwhile, the lord had cracked the skull of another orc champion coming through.
"C-Captain! The orcs are climbing up!!!"
Kuwee kuweeeeeee!
The orcs had set their ladders and were attacking the wall for real.
"What are you doing?! Hold your positions! The wall is high! Orc ladders are flimsy and orcs are heavy. Knock them all down!!!"
Talman, decades deep in the mercenary trade, barked the orders, fired up.
"Hold them! Hold them!"
The defenders pulled themselves together.
With weapons the lord had issued or repaired, they attacked the orcs climbing the wall.
The watchtowers made the wall easy to defend.
They loosed arrows and shoved the ladders away.
The inner wall was more than twice as high as the outer wall.
The orcs that fell burst into gory pulp the moment they hit the ground.
Thwaaaack!
Kkweeeeeek! Kkweeeeek!
Even through all of it, the orc champions' stuck-pig squeals rang out at the gate.
"Hahahahaha. Come on in! You ugly, Jerusalem-artichoke-faced bastards!!!"
The lord had to be out of his mind.
Drenched in blood, he beat down every orc that came through the broken gate.
The axe set with a mana stone swung faster and faster.
He'd already smashed the skulls of more than ten orc champions.
Kura kurararararat!!!
As their comrades' corpses piled up inside the half-split gate, the orc champions went berserk.
"Come on, hurry up. Your hyung's really feeling it today!"
The lord…