Space Orcs の小説・ストーリー

She did not bother removing it from the cloth wrapped around it but made her way out of the tent. This time, she walked right into the clearing where a warm fire was already blazing and Storm, Keratin, Galieel, Dilla, and Zar, sat around it looking pensive. They were so busy staring into the flames, none of them looked up as she approached. She walked right into their middle and raised her hand in the air when she announced. "You all have one less thing to worry about because I found one of the Orks."

Dragons, and mermaids, all of these creatures, are mythical, they don’t exist. As I made my way deeper into the castle, we come to some large doors, guraded by 4 gigantic men, godly creatures. With full metal armour, and swords as well as various other weapons attached to their ensemble. The guards parted before we were even close, and the double door, almost like magic opened. Inside there are 2 thrones which are already occupied, as well as 4 others that are empty. I walk slowly inside, again pinching myself to ensure I was alive still, and Brian hadn’t killed me, or made me pass out from his chaos.

Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them. The Healing Caste is the sixth caste in the Olympus wherein people like Dr. Foster have the ability to heal and revive someone from death. If not so, others from this caste can create different kinds of potions—good potions to be exact. Professor Damaris didn’t elaborate on it because she said that I’m able to know it soon.