Although Rista was extremely uneasy about eating Orks, the survivors did not seem particularly resistant to it. They wolfed down several roasted Ork children, a scene that looked rather hellish to Rista, but Duanmu Huai clearly thought that as long as they did not get poisoned, it was fine.
The reason they had chosen the young ones was that their meat was tender, juicy, and easier to digest.
But for Rista, this was far from over. Afterward, Duanmu Huai issued another order—he demanded that all the Orks' heads be chopped off, piled up into a pyramid-shaped structure at the entrance to the town, and then buried beneath earth to form a burial mound.
Naturally, Rista could not tolerate this.
"Why are you doing something so cruel?"
Faced with Rista's protest, Duanmu Huai remained as indifferent as ever.
"You don't know shit. This is a traditional culture with a long history! It's a national treasure! An intangible cultural heritage! When our ancestors were doing this, the evil gods of Warp Space hadn't even grown their teeth yet!"
"???"
Rista was struck dumb by the pile of terms Duanmu Huai had thrown at her. As for Mary and Kurokawa Akane, they merely watched the show from the side. After all, they knew that once Duanmu Huai had decided to do something, no one could stop him. Unlike Rista, Mary and Kurokawa Akane did not think there was anything wrong with this.
Although, strictly speaking, it was indeed a little strange.
After completing the bizarre structure, Duanmu Huai let everyone rest for a while before ordering them to leave the town with him.
"Aren't we supposed to stay here and fight the Orks?"
Walking beside Duanmu Huai, Rista asked in confusion, while Mary silently took notes nearby. She felt that she no longer