Equipment Printing School Mage
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Even though Ocampos was an excellent warrior, it was very easy for him to encounter various problems if he challenged the orc god directly. Emiya did not want Ocampos to directly swing his sword at the orc god.
However, Ocampos said at this time: "Yes, I must return to Black Arrow Castle. This castle is called Black Arrow Castle for a reason. As long as you can let me return to Black Arrow Castle safely, you will not regret it."
"Oh?"
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"In that direction."
Just as the shaman of Gruumsh pointed with extraordinary determination at the foot of Black Arrow Hold.
"Our enemy has arrived. The culprit who caused the avalanche is in that snowfield."
"That's better!" As domineering as the drow were to outsiders, they were just as humble in front of Rose. The drow envoy's expression changed several times in a single second, and finally, he leaped down from Black Arrow Castle in anger, returning to the chaotic troops amidst the flying snow.
Zhuoer never swallows their anger. No matter who planned this incident, they will definitely make them pay the price.
"...Lucky Priest." The shaman's fangs rubbed against each other in dissatisfaction.
Just now, he and his allies almost had a fight, and the reason might just be that the target was lucky... It was simply outrageous.
"Hatusk, you should get ready to leave too." The shaman glanced at Hatusk.
A warrior like Hatusk was simply too sharp, and if he was left unattended for just a moment, he would have nearly gotten into a huge mess.
It would be better for such a madman to stay on the battlefield. It would be better for him to die on the battlefield.
Hatusk seemed unaware and said, "I want to follow Zhuo Er?"
"No! You lead a team alone!" The shaman rejected Hatusk's suggestion at a very fast speed.
Next, he would never dare to let Hatusk have any contact with the drow again!
Hatusk curled his lips and spat, "Whatever, I'll go get someone."
Then, Hatusk left as well.
Shaman Perturabo touched his missing eye.
The maddening burning pain that had burned in the missing eye when Gruumsh had descended upon it was finally gone.
The orc lord Gruumsh is one-eyed, and his eye was lost in the ancient battle with Corellon, the lord of the Seldarine. Therefore, all his shamans and the most brave and devout warriors must also sacrifice one of their eyes to the orc lord.
Perturabo never imagined that when the god was angry, this eye socket that had long been sacrificed could bring such heart-wrenching pain.
The burning sensation moved back and forth in his brain, as if it was trying to burn a channel between his two eyes.
Now, if he didn't work hard, the pain could come back at any time.
He breathed a sigh of relief and immediately began to set up defenses.
Strangely enough, the enemy's position was quite vague, and he could only give a rough direction. In this situation, even if troops were sent to conduct a sweep, guards were still essential.
"The platoons on the wall are on wartime duty! Do not let your guard down against the cliffs! The enemy could easily climb up!" Perturabo hurried to the barracks and began shouting, "Go to the armory and get your equipment. Attack strangers directly, show no mercy! Leave no gaps in the defense of Black Arrow Hold!"
"Also, those who are not on duty, immediately deliver the message to each settlement and ask them to begin preparations. Dispatch soldiers to Black Arrow Castle within ten days!"
Even though the Orc King's disappearance was somewhat suspicious, leaving some officers unsure of the reason, the Godly Shaman was a crucial figure within the castle, and these orders were not out of the ordinary. After a bloody selection, the entire Black Arrow Castle had completely submitted to the Great Shaman.
One by one, the strong orcs began to put on rough, black, heavy armor and walked out of the cave under the embrace of flying snow.
However, in the queue, an elderly orc warrior seemed to have thought of something when he passed the shaman. He stopped and asked, "Shaman, what should we do with that crossbow?"
"...Ballista?" Perturabo froze for a moment, unable to connect this rather technical term with the crude orcs. "We have ballistae?"
"Yes!" The old orc gestured upwards, "It's the one on the cliff."
"...Huh?!" Perturabo was shocked. "You mean that battered ballista? Wasn't that a decorative trophy?"
That ballista has been at Black Arrow Hold for many, many years. Few orcs know when it was there. But those who have seen it can all say with absolute certainty, "It's definitely older than me."
Black Arrow Castle was built almost on the mountain, and it was located on a high platform on the cliff behind Black Arrow Castle. It seemed to lack maintenance, but it had not rusted over the long years. It just stood there quietly, neither active nor disappearing.
Rather than being a landmark of Black Arrow Fort, it is more like a small topic of conversation among drunk orcs.
The only special thing about it is that it is quite large and its terrain is quite good - in theory, it can be seen from anywhere in Black Arrow Castle.
In other words, it overlooks the entire Black Arrow Castle.
This terrain would certainly be unsettling in the hands of the enemy, but in the hands of a tattered crossbow, no one cared.
"It's just decoration...or garbage." said the old orc.
"And will you use it?" Perturabo asked.
The old orc shook his head like a rattle - most orcs didn't have the patience to learn complicated tools. A ballista, which required a winch, was already too much trouble.
"Then don't waste my time! Now go contact the settlements!"
So the old orc could only swallow back the words that were already on the tip of his tongue.
——In fact, all the archery kings in history still valued the crossbow very much.
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Black Arrow Hold was, after all, the largest seat of the Church of Gruumsh. Even though the orcs lacked a grasp of architecture, leaving the walls as dilapidated as a refugee slum, the necessary defensive structures were still in place.
For example, the forbidden holy residence... or the evil residence technique.
Therefore, teleporting directly into Black Arrow Castle is impossible - at least not before destroying the castle's magical defenses.
The team was separated.
Emiya, Yin, and the orc king Ocampos formed the most crazy team - their mission was to take Ocampos back to Black Arrow Castle, gather the power in the castle again, and by the way, unravel the secret of why Black Arrow Castle was called Black Arrow.
On the way, Ocampos suddenly brought up one of the most sensitive topics in this line of work: "What preparations have you made for the God-killing?"
"...Oh?" The silver eyes that were looking around behind Emilia suddenly lit up. "You actually said that on your own initiative? Are you planning to back out?"
"No," Ocampos said. "I just want to know how I might die."
"Actually, there's no need to panic." Yin, on the other hand, looked confident. "Every time a god's incarnation appears, they're usually invincible—that doesn't mean they're truly that powerful. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been pinned to the ground by the Desolate Spirit back then."
"The true strength of the incarnations of the gods lies in their flexibility. They are invincible because they only choose battlefields where they face no threats, battlefields where the enemy least expects them. The incarnations of the gods are never meant to be used in a one-for-one exchange with the enemy.
Emiya gave a simple summary: "In short, the incarnation of the gods will not appear when you are ready."
"Even if the incarnation of the god really falls into a trap, the god can easily dispel the incarnation and avoid its death," Yin said. "So, I predict that we'll have to make the incarnation underestimate the enemy, or provide bait to prevent them from leaving immediately. This is also the main reason why this team only has three people."
If they really brought an army of godslayers, the incarnation of the gods would turn around and run away, or even not show up at all.
"So, what if there's a way to kill the incarnation of God with one strike?"
At this point, Ocampos asked a strange question.
This topic shocked not only Emiya but even Yin: "—One-hit kill? Incarnation of God? What language are you speaking? How did you arrange and combine such niche words?"
Ocampos didn't continue the topic, but repeated: "While reorganizing the team, I need to go back to my castle."
"I still don't think it's necessary," Emiya said. "I can give you anything you need. Of course, if it's to confirm the safety of your family..."
Ocampos didn't respond and said again, "I need to go back to the castle."
Clearly, he has a secret.
Yin, unable to hide his thoughts, asked directly, "Are you going to get the black arrows from Black Arrow Castle? I don't think arrows can have much effect on gods."
"Arrows certainly can't do that." Ocampos hesitated.
By now, they had reached the halfway point of the mountain. The snow and wind had subsided, and most of Black Arrow Castle had emerged from the frost and fog.
But at this moment, Ocampos Zhongjian was not looking at the castle that had been passed down in his family for hundreds of years, but at the dilapidated crossbow on the cliff.
"They are... crossbow bolts."
One Hundred and One Black Arrows (Part 2)
The invisible magic shield firmly covered Emiya and her group.
It would be better to say that the dangers that Emiya and his group will encounter will never appear at the beginning.
After all, orcs weren't a race known for their spellcasting abilities. Among their spellcasters, even legitimate priests were rare. Even if such a race mimicked protective spells, it still wouldn't be enough.
Even without Yin around, Emiya was confident that she could sneak into the castle smoothly.
What is uncertain now is where Gruumsh's single eye is looking.
"Be prepared." Yin said, "If we unluckily alert that one-eyed man, we'll be exposed."
"You don't have any solution?" Emilia asked.
The orc king who was leading the way in front couldn't help but stumble.
This is Black Arrow Castle, the capital of the largest orc kingdom and one of the most important centers of orc faith, second only to the church that is far away from the castle.
The two people behind him were actually seriously discussing whether they could avoid the sight of the gods.
Even more outrageous, Yin actually replied seriously, "Too close. Any attempt to conceal our tracks inevitably leaves traces. Even Gruumsh would notice this unnaturalness. I can prevent him from immediately locating our position, but he's also aware of our presence—for now, we'll be content with our telepathic connection."
In this area of the material plane, closest to the divine kingdom, any communication spell would have been eavesdropped upon by the gods. It was only thanks to Yin's power that they were able to continue their discussion quietly.
Like all castles, Black Arrow Castle also has the most central and important castle body.
This is the king's palace, an area that truly belongs exclusively to the king's Arrow family.
——It’s amazing.
The area that should have been heavily guarded now seemed a bit deserted.
There were no guards, no voices.
Even if Emilia and her group entered directly from the top floor of the castle, it shouldn't be so desolate.
[…Damn it, Perturabo really took all my people away.] The Orc King took a deep breath, his eyes slightly red, and his gauntlets creaked under his grip.
"Should we rescue them first?" Emiya asked. "I don't want to have to worry about my teammates' hostages while fighting."
However, at this moment, after a moment of silence, Ocampos gave an unusually affirmative answer: […No need.]
Emiya raised her eyebrows. "I see. After all, you're the head of the clan."
Ocampos did not respond.
Ocampos, on the surface, was not a traitor, but was assassinated and disappeared by outsiders.
Obviously, he couldn't be the only member of the Many Arrows family. In the most optimistic scenario, the next Orc King would most likely be a relative or even a descendant of Ocampos.
But now, the entire castle is almost empty.
In just a few days.
Despite this, Ocampos was still in no hurry to look for his people—to put it nicely, he wanted to leave a glimmer of hope for them. To put it bluntly, he wanted to hedge his bets.
He was determined to declare war, but he did not have the confidence to win.
"In that case, let's get straight to the point." Emiya said, "Where is the Black Arrow?"
"In my bedroom." The Orc King didn't hold back on this crucial point, stating directly, "To outsiders, even my slave girls... my wives, and most of my relatives and descendants, it's just an ornament like a spear."
[Is this a secret unique to the Orc King?]
【I guess so.】
Ocampos took the keys from his waist.
His room was, of course, in the middle of the top floor of the castle.
The Orc King clearly led a leisurely life, not having built his chambers into impregnable fortresses. His bedroom looked like that of a Central Land general—clean but somewhat unkempt and messy. Only his weapons and armor were kept in pristine condition.
Although the weapon racks and armor racks were empty, the bow hanging on the wall had been split in half by an axe, leaving it useless as firewood.
"Perturabo, you fucking bastard..." The Orc King easily guessed the true identity of the instigator, but this intelligence only made him helpless and furious at the moment.
The orc king glanced down.
Fortunately, his current weapons and armor were far superior to the scrap metal he'd worn before. However, this couldn't extinguish his burning desire to kill Perturabo.
Emiya shook her head and began to try to find the whereabouts of the black arrow.
There are no hidden doors, no illusions, and the floor is solid with no movable tiles.
At first glance, he couldn't even see the Black Arrow. As a complete secret, it was truly well-preserved. Even Yin was looking around. If he and Yin couldn't find it, then outsiders, even if they knew it was in the bedroom, would be helpless.
"No need to look for it," Ocampos said sullenly. "It's far away, but it's right before our eyes."
Then, the orc king punched the pillar of the room hard.
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