Refining the Heavens (炼天)

Chapter 43: Probably not a good idea after all

In the middle of the forest, where a hastily made Orc's camp is situated, Kairos' slim figure appeared behind a large tree, hidden from sight.

With his superior soul perception ability range, he had managed to sneak out of camp by avoiding Alan's Soul Perception and reached this place without anyone's notice.

The Orc camp is, as expected, a simple clearing made by removing the trees, and woefully unprotected from the elements.

The War Beasts sat on logs and large rocks gnawing on thick slabs of meat on the bone that they managed to burn, yet somehow remained uncooked at the same time.

Carefully scrutinising through this make-shift camp, Kairos found the target of his purpose; conveniently seated at the centre of the clearing was the young Orc leader.

He removed a magnifying glass, a pair of flint stones and a thin reflective foil from his commander's pouch, intending to send a beam of light to gather its attention. But while he was preparing, a rustling of leaves behind him made him dropped his tools and quickly turned about for a fight. But what greeted him was a most surprising sight.

The same young Orc he was trying to contact, walked out from the shadows of an undergrowth and stared directly at him as if it already knew he was there.

"What the hell, was it teleportation? And, had it been expecting me?"

Numerous questions entered his mind. It was an impossible distance for the Orc to cross in an instant, and besides, he was confident that he had moved without being detected.

Little did he know that it had nothing to do with the way he snuck through the forest. In fact, his Soul Perception enabled him to move silently for the most part.

The actual reason was more magical in nature. The moment he stepped into the woods, his presence had been detected by the mana-sensitive Orcs. Especially since they had been specifically tracking him.

The Orcs fully intended to destroy him - the source of their rage - there and then, but the boy's audacity piqued the curiosity of their King, and it ordered the rest to act oblivious to find out what this boy wanted.

Kairos silently berated himself, "I've been careless. But, why couldn't my Soul Perception detect it?!"

Even now the Orc is invisible to his second-sight. He quelled the panic that rose within him. An almost mechanical calmness washed over him as his inhuman willpower kicked in. A boon that he had been getting used to ever since practising the Origin Cultivation Method.

Cold logic dictates that already coming this far - right into the middle of the enemy's encampment - there is little use in freaking out. Instead, he gave the young Orc a pointed look, then walked away from the Orc camp towards a more remote part of the forest.

He was confident that it would follow. If it wanted to attack him, there is no need to appear alone.

He stopped when they reached a small moonlit area with the privacy he wanted. This place appears to be the perfect location, not too far from the Orc camp that the young Orc might have reason worry, nor so close the War Beast could get him in an instant. And, most importantly, he is near enough to George's camp to get help if he needed.

He turned around, and for the first time, he carefully observed his company. The result caused Kairos to tremble involuntarily. Against the shadows of the forest, the boy noticed with fright that a barely visible small crown of light was dancing on top of its brows.

Is... is this a legendary Orc King? No... way....!

It was an incredible existence before him. A being that was only found in the history books. A fearsome, ancient, archenemy of humanity; one that was thought that would never return.