After this voice, even the chef, who had been keeping the matter high in the air, gave a warning look, and the meaning was self-evident.

"Master Mage, please begin."

A magician wearing a magician's robe came over.

Normank stared blankly. In the past, magicians were unattainable to him.

The status of the two is completely different.

Begin, what is the beginning?

A complex chant emerged from the mage's mouth, and then blue magic was splashed on Nokman's body.

An indescribable feeling, like being restrained by handcuffs, uncomfortable...that's what I should say.

"This magic has some side effects, which must be concealed by the caster," the magician said.

This is a very common tracking magic.

First, they will use magic power to raise the devil, and then plant the seeds of magic power in the person they need to track.

After that, it is a process of stopping the feeding of magic power and tracking it based on the sensitivity of magic power to the magic power consumed in the past.

The reason why it is said to be a very common tracking magic is because this magic seems very useless.

People being tracked can feel strange feelings, so the scope of application is very narrow.

"For the safety of your family, you'd better pretend you don't know anything."

Nomank remained silent under the threat, but his worries slowly dissipated. Once he had value, the nobles would help him protect his family.

"I will, my lord.. May I say goodbye to my family?"

"There is no such time, Lord Scar is waiting for you."

Under urging, Normank left hastily.

He was taken to a group of orcs. The rough orcish appearance made him a little scared, but everyone else left.

After walking for a while, the city of Raushka in my impression was almost out of sight.

An orc suddenly approached him.

"You are the chef, is the food you cook delicious?" Tooth sniffed the scent of Normak with his nose.

Nomank was startled, and his strong body curled up, but he did not dare to make any big moves, fearing that he would offend the orcs and risk his own life.

"Don't scare him. Go back quickly. I'll let Dona pick you up." Tim said.

"Yes, Gotta." Tooth ran back in the direction of Raushka.

Tim stretched out his hand and placed it in front of Nomank.

Grabbing his hand, Nockman used his strength to get up.

He looked at the orc in front of him with his whole body covered in a cloak, and said with some surprise: "Thank you..."

Tim walked away and brought simple water and dry food without saying a word.

Nomank took it and started to eat it.

The appearance of the orc under the cloak cannot be clearly seen, so the so-called magic may have been cast on the cloak.

Unlike the brutal orcs he expected, the orcs here did not look ferocious towards him, but rather seemed a bit bland.

The team started again and did not stop to rest until nightfall. Normank was arranged to rest in a simple tent.

But before dawn, he was woken up.

Nomank had no complaints. Perhaps for a slave who was sold to the orcs, he was too lucky...

He stepped forward and was taken out of the tent by the orcs.

In the dark night, the burning pile of wood crackled and the surrounding area was darker than expected, but Normank noticed two familiar figures.

"Janet! Meimi! Why are you here?"

"Nomank!"

"dad!"

The three of them gathered together, but Normank immediately protected Janet and Memie behind him.

"Your Majesty the Orcs, why did you kidnap my family..." Nomank looked at the orcs around him warily.

It was impossible for Viscount Lelligan to sell it to the orcs. Judging from the magic cast on him, he was probably used as a tool by the Viscount, and his family would become a tool to restrain him.

"I brought them here." Tuo Ya said, relying on the smell, he found Normank's family.

"Don't worry, we won't hurt you. If you have to do anything, just prepare every meal."

As a chef, it is his duty to make every meal well.

But he was very surprised why the orc said that.

"Dad... don't worry, the dog... is a good person. Uncles bully... he helps us." Young Meimi said in a discrete voice.

Janet also nodded.

Nomank slowly lowered his guard. Perhaps his guard had not been of much use among the orcs from the beginning, but before he could relax his breath.

"Relax, I'm going to remove the magic from you." Tim said.

Nomank's pupils shrank instantly, and he was a little horrified that the orcs discovered what he was hiding.

"..I concealed everything. Please don't hurt my family.."

"I didn't say I wanted to kill you, humans are trouble." Dona complained.

He was specially sent out to pick up Tooth from the air. Raushka did have very intensive security, but in peaceful days, these armies lost their sharpness, and humans learned to be lazy. At night, Dona successfully took Tooth with him.

The teeth shuttled back and forth several times.

"Look..what is this."

The blue emerald ring was placed on Dona's paw. Nomank had seen this ring before, and it was the one Viscount Lelligan had on his hand.

"..You attacked Viscount Leligen?" Normank was stunned.

"How is it possible? He just became a thief." Dona said nonchalantly, "It's something invented by goblins. The hypnotic gas is really effective."

"Lord Joel will be happy, I'm sure." Tooth said.

Tim deliberately accused him that the ring was an extraneous thing and might cause trouble. But as Tooth said, Lord Joel would be happy, and that was enough.

She looked at the sky. There was no light in the dark sky, and the aura surrounding Raushka was getting heavier and heavier.

The smell was like a curse.

Raushka's celebration day has arrived.

The sky was obscured by dark clouds, but this could not stop people's joy.

There was singing and dancing in the square, and humans celebrated the festival in their own way.

Ans Ayr, the lord of Laushka, was sitting on the front edge of the castle, overlooking the square and enjoying the festival.

He was in a good mood today, because Viscount Lelligan was in a bad mood. The fat meat squeezed together looked like pigs whose meat was piled together after being slaughtered, which made people feel happy when they saw it.

"Viscount Lelligan, you seem to have lost your ring...?"

Lelligan raised his head and showed an ugly smile. His hand had been covering the position of the ring, but it seemed that... his subordinates had been assigned someone from the other side.

"I just sent it to the shop for repair." Lelligan moved his hand away.

"That's great. That's what His Excellency the Duke gave you." Ans Aier smiled even more happily.

In the past, Leligen never showed off with rings. His intention was very obvious, and he almost said directly, "This is proof of my connection with the Duke."

Damn the upstart, if it weren't for him, Ans Air was sure that he could integrate all the forces in the city and further develop the family.

"I thought you lost it. If necessary, I can ask the guards to help you find it..." Ans Aier made a voice again.

"Hehehe..." Leligen giggled for a while, then put away his smile.

He was sure that the things were stolen by dirty orcs, because the chef's family was also missing...

But now he can only remain silent and enjoy this boring performance. The ring is a small thing, what is really important is the location where the sand fruit is planted. With that thing, he will have a way to really connect with the Duke.

The conversation between the two cooled down, and the nobles enjoyed a luxurious banquet.

Many nobles were still discussing the dragon body, and Ansel responded appropriately.

Suddenly, it got darker.
Chapter completed!