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Chapter 2168 Orc Curse Chapter 30
"why?"

The young paladin's voice crackled like burning firewood, but the man in the bishop's robes seemed oblivious to the anomaly, turning to face the warehouse and opening his arms.

A ball of light appeared in his palm, illuminating the entire warehouse.

The female orc the young paladin saw was just one of many. There were many more iron cages, each containing a variety of orcs, the most numerous of which were carefully selected orcs with strong vitality and stable personalities.

Pig-beastmen, cow-beastmen, sheep-beastmen, wolf-beastmen, elephant-beastmen, and so on, are all animals that humans once domesticated and successfully raised in captivity.

They all have a metal ring around their necks, which seems to release an electric current if they try to resist.

"Orcs are vigorous and have a strong reproductive capacity, making them very suitable for dangerous mining work and arduous work of clearing wasteland and planting crops."

"However, they are too beastly. Those that are captured directly cannot be communicated with and will not obey commands, so we can only perform genetic selection to keep the docile cubs."

"After several generations of genetic selection, a breed of slaves that are completely obedient to humans can be bred, and human life will become richer as a result."

"slave?"

The young paladin's pupils dilated as he looked at the female orc in the iron cage. He couldn't understand it at all; what he had always thought was just a simple beastly roar now seemed to have some kind of meaning.

The man in the bishop's robes seemed to think he had explained things clearly and waved his hand.

"Okay, you can leave now."

The legion commander hesitated for a moment, then placed his hand on the young paladin's shoulder, clearly aware of the situation.

The young paladin walked out of the warehouse somewhat dazed, while the female orc's roar grew increasingly mournful.

He glanced back at the warehouse, which was gradually being shrouded in darkness. The shadow of the man in the bishop's robe was even deeper than the darkness itself, casting a look of terror on the female orc's face.

He had heard of this taming method, called "taming the eagle," which involves watching it intently, restricting its sleep and food intake, and relentlessly taming it until the sleep deprivation and hunger finally break its spirit.

This is a very ancient method of domestication, based on the basic needs of life after countless years of evolution, and sometimes it is even more effective than the curse of enslavement.

Pregnant individuals, whether human, animal, or monster, are exceptionally unstable mentally and have an unusually high demand for food.

For some reason, perhaps because his vision was blurry, his hearing became exceptionally sharp, and he heard a low murmur coming from inside the warehouse.

"You are a rare pregnant individual. Orcs who are captured castrate themselves to stop reproducing, and pregnant individuals will eat their offspring immediately after giving birth. We need to keep a close watch on you."

The legion commander patted him on the shoulder and said something earnestly, but from the first sentence, "This is also for humanity," he couldn't hear what he said afterward.

It seems that because he saw the [Secret], high-level paladins often appeared around him in twos and threes, and he was informed that he was not required to go into battle for the time being, and the Holy Communion was also suspended.

Of course, he was also forbidden from going near the warehouse, but his hearing became even more acute, and he could hear the sounds coming from inside the warehouse even when he was sitting far away.

He could hear the wails of the female orcs and couldn't sleep.

Time flowed faster and faster. The only pregnant female orc was under strict guard, her freedom of movement restricted. She was provided with food that was just enough to keep the fetus healthy, and a person in a bishop's robe stood watching her from in front of the iron cage.

As the female orc's due date draws closer, the frequency of orc attacks on the levels increases. The orcs have formed waves and their species have become more complex, no longer just a single type.

He suddenly realized that the orcs might have come to rescue the female orc. Before the battle at the checkpoint escalated, the legion commander had already announced preparations for retreat.

He sat by the fire, knowing it must have been the order from the man in the bishop's robes. The Crusaders never retreated, for there was always something they had to protect behind them.

But this time the Crusade was indeed prepared to retreat. This pass was not human territory, and he knew that the real reason for this retreat was that the man in the bishop's robes had also anticipated the true purpose of the orcs' attack.

That person would not give up on breeding slaves, so he would leave with the female orcs before the battle escalated, being extremely cautious.

That person was very cautious; all their plans were logical, even including uncontrollable and unpredictable behaviors such as being foolish, reckless, or impulsive.

"What are you doing?"

A man in a bishop's robe lit up the warehouse, and paladins filed in, surrounding him as he stood before the iron cage.

Although the man was asking, his tone conveyed a sense of certainty, as if his actions had been anticipated.

That's why he was disarmed, leaving him only with the silver armor that had once made him incredibly proud.

"This is betrayal."

With those words, the paladins surrounding him raised their cross spears and pointed them at him, even though they had once faced life and death together and trusted each other.

They possess an iron will and unwavering faith, so they will execute traitors and degenerates without hesitation, even if they are their own brothers.

He was speechless. He himself believed that he had betrayed and fallen. These inappropriate thoughts had been constantly appearing in his mind ever since he could hear the female orcs' cries and began to ponder their meaning.

He looked at the female orc inside the iron cage, her eyes filled with pleading, and slowly released his grip on the cage.

He has faith and has eliminated those who betrayed it. If it were his turn to betray and fall, he would face judgment while he still remembers what he believes in.

Perhaps if he is judged and eliminated, he will no longer hear those voices.

He was already prepared to submit to the law, but because he was facing away and because he was moving a little slowly, the other man, as if on a whim, decided to persuade him.

"I have said that this is for the future of mankind, to make use of the filthy lives of the orcs, like soil, so that the future of mankind can grow from them."

"I will tame the slave breed of orcs, making them born to be slaves of humans, so that they may be happy to please humans and to work for them."

"Humans will be as happy as gods."

pat-

He heard the firewood crackling, each crack signifying a more intense flame.

click-

He pulled off the iron chains from the cage and threw them at the man's feet.

Almost simultaneously, on a distant mountaintop in the orcish region, flames erupted, forming a gigantic single eye that looked down upon the checkpoint's defensive line, and a torrent of orcs charged forward.

(End of this chapter)