After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 377

Chapter 377: Half-orc (Part 2)
“It’s delicious right?” Luis said with a smile.

The orc blinked and nodded.

“Well, you can’t have anymore.”

“…”

Gill ignored the fools and turned to the aborigines who were gaping at the new creature.

“What do you know about orcs?”

He started asking about the creatures from the aborigines, primarily because the orc’s eyes were dead and he didn’t seem to like speaking very much.

Although he softened up a bit, he felt it wasn’t the time for a thorough questioning as of yet.

He could see the difference between human slaves and slaves from other races.

At the very least, even Gaudi wasn’t as pitiful and they could still talk to him.

For other races, it could be said they were treated worse than animals. This was true for the goblins, and obviously the same for the orcs. Of course, because the goblins were intrinsically weaker, they were still much more pitiful than everything else.

It was Kleid who moved forward and spoke to him. They walked a bit farther from the others, just out of earshot of the creature.

“What do you know about orcs, sir?”

“Orcs are humanoid creatures that share the features of both humans and certain animals.”

Interestingly, based on what he saw as well as the descriptions, the animal blood of these orcs seemed closer to Terran species of animals than Xeno’s. For convenience, their animal forms would be referred to as such.

He then looked at the new guy, “He seems a bit different from what I imagined. Are half-orcs so different from the pureblood ones?”

“Pureblood orcs are creatures known for their physiques not inferior to beasts. They have slightly humanoid shapes like the half-orcs and they also walk on hind legs, but their shapes and skin (i.e. fur, scales, etc) are closer to that of beasts.

“They are also stronger than beasts, not only physically but also because they know more than just blood lust.”

“Mixed-bloods are basically any creature that had orc blood in them,” he said, “There had been a handful of cases of human-orc hybrids, but there have also been a few sightings of troll-orc hybrids and ogre-orc hybrids.”

“Of course, there could be more, but deeper into other races’ territories.”

Cross-race procreation was incredibly difficult, however. It could be seen that Hoskle was a territory that may have been open to Orcs, otherwise, five half-breeds would not have been created and lived to their age.

“It is more likely the half-orcs were also captured by Hoskle, or perhaps they were rescued from Orc territories after their mothers got kidnapped for their fertility and better brains.

Kleid paused, eyes twitching at the imagery, “I can’t imagine orcs and humans walking together, let alone them performing intercourse…”

Orcs were very strong, though their brains weren’t very good. An emerging group thought cross-breeding with humans would improve the minds, which was true in a way. But their method of kidnapping women just exacerbated the conflicts between humans and the orcs to the point of no return.

Gill and the others listened to all these aptly. Still, Gill looked at the orc in interest.

Kleid saw this and couldn’t help but give out a warning, telling him about the story of the minx orc. Gill’s eyebrows rose and took note.

However, he still wanted to think that he spent 350 gold for an ally and not a liability. Otherwise, he wouldn’t know how to face the captain, sister-in-law, and… Cassandra, though for a very different reason.

His dark eyes looked at the newcomer, hoping to find out more directly.

….

That night, Gill had a hard time sleeping. Although he had a lot of things to ponder, somehow he ended up intermittently dreaming of two very different women.

He couldn’t help but recall Cassandra’s violet eyes in annoyance then pain and anger earlier that day.

He couldn’t help but remember Juni a bit as well, although the memories traced back all the way to their teens, when they were still so young and innocent.

The entire night, his mind involuntarily shifted to the two women—one whom he associated with innocent love in a peaceful world, and the other to an explosive attraction from another realm.

If his teammates learned of this…, would they call him Scum?

…

The next day, the team went out to go shopping again, hoping to gather good finds for the territory and for their own strengths.

The orc stayed on their property safely and they didn’t worry much. Owning or renting a property in the system meant that no unauthorized personnel could enter. As one of the people who held authority in the property, Gill could also control who could exit.

Except for the lord, of course, though he didn’t peg Jonathan as someone who would break into their territory for a half-orc.

Overall, this place might have very low standards of lifestyle, but there were plenty of magical conveniences.

This time, Plaridel managed to find himself another good thing. He was a fire shieldsman and he found a nice Level C coat in the market.

It had the effect of increasing his defense when it was damaged. Of course, level C effects were limited, but this was already amazing on its own.

“I finally have my own armor!” The man exclaimed raising the coat. He looked at the woman who sold it with his characteristic suave smile, and white teeth contrasting well with his mocha skin. “Thanks pretty lady.”

The girl blushed and couldn’t look at him.

Plaridel might be small even by Terran standards—and was smaller than the women here—but he never failed to catch a couple of hearts anyway.

Luis and Mao cackled, though internally they thought they also wanted to be more charming.

The group continued to peruse and buy, often times adding to the goods for selling in the Contribution Store. They also managed to get some cloth from Kilpo and Makita, as well as some spices from Holt City.

While most of the spices weren’t very special, there was one that got their attention. It was called Puring sauce, which was slightly viscous and black in color.

It was a sauce that gave a special umami taste, much stronger than what they had now.

Their territory chefs would love to study it.

As they shopped around, Gill’s sharp ears couldn’t help but overhear some whispers, primarily because it was obviously related to them.

“That’s them,” A man said, looking at them with scrutiny.

“Who?”

“You don’t know? They’re the people who bought that half-orc.”

“So rich?”

“Yes, I know.”

“The Goliath Mercenary team wanted to steal the half-orc, but Miss Cassandra got her guards to beat them up.”

Gill froze when he heard it, his hands clenching into a fist.

“Boss?”

“Ah, it’s nothing.”

He said so, but Gill was in a daze for a while after that. He just blankly nodded when a teammate showed him interesting items for potential purchase, his mind inexplicably attracted to the image of a woman instead.

Then, his eyes caught sight of violet—in reality, this time—and he turned his head to follow.

He saw her strutting around with the two new slaves following her around. She was buying them clothing, and they looked very peachy. It was an annoying sight.

“Hey.”

“Hmn.”

“Why do you buy slaves? To show off?” He asked, acrid as always.

She frowned. “What’s wrong with buying my men clothing?”

He didn’t know how to tell off someone with a completely different worldview, but he badly wanted to do so. Also, those words irked him very much.

He dragged her to a relatively less populated alley, with the two slaves frantically following.

“What are you doing?” she asked forcefully taking her hand away.

“They’re humans! You shouldn’t treat them as slaves.”

Slaves in this world had no rights, their lives were completely within the controlled of their masters. They could be beaten to death on the street and no one would care.

“What? Who said they aren’t human?”

“It’s not right—”

“The slaves—”

“They’re not slaves anymore!” she yelled at him, “I set them free, you imbecile!”

“What?”

“I already hired them as household help!” “They’re not slaves anymore!”

“I’m a weirdo!” She paused, blushing. She had always been seen as eccentric. Although she was beautiful, her unconventional thoughts had turned many suitors away. Not that she liked any of them, of course.

Gill kind of wanted to apologize, but the words refused to come out of his mouth—

Cassandra saw that he didn’t have anything else to say. She turned and gestured to go back to her companions.

But she was stopped when her arm was grabbed by a strong grip.

She frowned and tried to pull her arms, though to no avail. It was so irritating; He had a lower level than her so why was he so strong?

Annoying!

“Prig! If you have nothing better to say, leave me alone—”

But she didn’t have the chance to tell him off anymore, as Gill’s lips ended up on hers, effectively shutting her up.