Meanwhile, somewhere beyond the northeastern border...
"WAAAAGH! Look who it is! Our 'clever' Oum is back!"
The unmistakable mockery in those words made the Green Skins general's face turn ugly as he led a group of battered survivors back to camp.
"WAAAAGH!! Shut your stinking mouth, Lies!"
Lies had returned to camp at almost exactly the same time. The moment Oum saw him sneering sarcastically at him, he snarled out a warning.
During this exchange, Lies noticed Oum's left arm, which had vanished without a trace. After an obvious moment of stunned silence, he let out a shrill laugh, unable to hide his shock and surprise.
"Look what I've found! Our 'clever' Oum actually lost an arm! WAAAAGH!!!"
Among the Green Skins, "WAAAAGH!" represented many different things. Whether they were happy or angry, they could express it all with a single "WAAAAGH!"
At that moment, the shock and surprise in Lies's cry were unmistakable, as was the gloating he could barely conceal.
From Lies's perspective, Oum had deliberately chosen the easiest assignment when the tasks were distributed: clearing out a group of primitive humans who, in their eyes, were barely any different from ants.
That made Lies look down on him immensely. But their king happened to favor Oum, which made Lies even more displeased.
Basically, every time the two of them crossed paths, the air was thick with gunpowder.
Now that Oum had returned missing an arm, it was hard for Lies not to mock him.
However, Lies's taunting had unquestionably stepped straight on Oum's land mine!
"WAAAAGH!!!"
With a furious roar, Oum said nothing more. He swung the double-bladed battle-axe in his hand and hacked it toward Lies.
Lies was not at all surprised by Oum's sudden outburst.
After all, compared with using their mouths, Green Skin Big