Army Angel: The Dark Side
Archilles
Slowly I started to open my eyes.
“ Where is this? Aduldulama. ”
Rise up, I look around.
“ You're up, Mr.”
Flinched, I immediately saw that talking figure, my hand automatically reaching for the sword lying beside me.
Just as I was shocked at the moment, the figure in front of me was also shocked. No, rather he was scared.
“T-Quiet... Signore... S-I'm not going to attack you. Please lower your weapon!”
The Orc in front of me was trying to persuade me in a panic.
Having no hostility directed by the Orcs in front of me, I lowered my weapon.
“ You Orc yesterday?”
“ Right, Sir. ”
“ Where are we? ”
“ I don't know either, Sir. However, we are currently paraded half a day south from your fighting ground yesterday. ”
“Hm. Why am I here? ”
“ I'm the one who brought you Sir. Because Mr. yesterday passed out so I decided to take you away.”
“ How? Did you also treat my wounds?”
I pointed at the scar on my stomach that had closed.
It's freaky. All the torn wounds on my body have completely sealed off now.
What the hell's going on? It just kept coming to my mind.
It should have been that the open wounds from the sabetage of the weapon could not have healed so quickly, considering that this had only happened yesterday as the Orc had said.
“No Sir. I do not know any medicine that can be given to humans.”
I forgot, Orcs are a race that has a high rate of regeneration. Of course with their high regeneration that is no longer needed medicine for the wounds they suffered.
“However, I'm grateful you've recovered, Mr.”
“Ah. Thank ye. ”
Well, if I may say, I'm not really healed yet.
My outer body looks fine now. However, when I tried to get up, no. more precisely when I tried to move my body I still felt pain in some parts of my body that indicates the wound in this body has not healed.
Besides, I can't even move my left hand. But it's still better than it was yesterday. Just imagine, the current position of my hand is moving in an incorrect direction. Other than the unbearable pain, just looking at it made me feel a lot of pain.
As much as possible I don't want to show this weakness of mine.
It is true that the creature in front of me now looks scared and obedient to me, but who knows what this monster can do.
Trust is important, but vigilance is much more important.
Besides, the,
“ Can you stop calling me with “Tuan” ? I'm not used to being called that. My name is Glen Al. Ah, I'm sorry to repeat, my name is Glen Eldric Rutterdom. You can call me Glen. What's your name?”
I sat back slowly leaning against the tree behind me.
“ It feels unethical to directly call you by name directly, Mr. Glen.”
This fat and short Orc in front of me lowered his head with a complicated expedition.
“It's okay, you can call me Glen!”
“No-no Sir, I can't..”.
“You're up. So what's your name?”
Exasperatedly I gave up on telling the Orcs to stop calling me Master. If it goes on, I know it'll just keep going around in circles.
“I have no name, Mr.’’
“Don't Have? Why?”
“We in the Orc race do not have the name Mr.”
“ That's weird. Then how did you call each other all this time? ”
“ We use calls like sisters for family. But more we call with our position as well as from what tribe we come from.”
“ So it's like a nickname from the squad huh? It could be, but it will be troublesome in the future. Try giving yourself a nickname to make it easy for me to call! “
“I don't know and can't, Mr.”
The orc returned with a complicated and confused face again.
Uh. It's troublesome, I said as I scratched my non-itchy hair.
I repeatedly saw this orc in front of me holding my chin.
What name is suitable for him?
His stomach was fat, his face ugly. Ah this is really troublesome... But, come on just ignore the shortcomings.
When he first met this Orc, he held the spear in a trembling manner. It reminded me of a spectacle I used to see and made an idea cross my mind.
However, I doubt if the name will match the face and appearance of this Orc. But, if you think again it will be in accordance with the regeneration of the orcs who make themselves difficult to die.
I finally decided with doubt.
“ ... How about... Archilles?
“Archilles Master? You want to give me that name?”
“Do you not like? Then I'll think of another name.”
“T-No Sir. This name is really good. Thank you Sir! With this I will devote myself to you more sincerely and more, Mr. Glen.”
“You just said what? Didn't I tell you I don't want a waiter!”
“But Mr... I beg you!”
The orc knelt down then prostrated himself pleading with me.
I who have never been enacted like this become completely wrong.
“Oh come on, don't be like that!. well. Now wake!”
Raising his head the Orc looked at me.
“Master accepts me?”
“Ya-ya. Now wake!”
“Good Mr.”
The orcs are awake.
Suddenly, I felt a great dizziness whack at me. It was like something was missing and coming out of me.
Tired and dizzy became mixed and hit me. Along with that a voice and a look appeared in front of me.
[[Safe. New Subordinates have been successfully recruited. The Name Successfully. ]]
[[[>Bawahan>< ]]
[[Name : Archilles
Race : Orc
Level 5: 5
JOB: Beginner spear fighter
HP: 100 AGI: 60
MP: 75 MAG ATK: 40
PHY. ATK: 70 MAG. DEF 90
PHY DEF: 200 RESIST: 120
Skill : Level 1 Spear Skill. Level 1 regeneration. Reading skills at level 3.\]\]
Whatisthis? Does this feeling of dizziness and fatigue have anything to do with this notice?
Uh. My head is constantly pulsing.
Seeing me pale and constantly holding my head, it seemed to raise its own concerns for Archilles.
“Mr Glen? You okay?”
“Ah no. I still seem to be exhausted. By the way, do you have any food?”
Maybe eating can ease my belly.
“Food, Sir? I have. Coincidentally, I had an animal around here. I'll get you.”
Archilles left me, before long he returned with a piece of meat.
“ What is this? ”
“Daging, Mr.”
“ Yes I know. What do you mean I have to eat raw meat?"
