Orc Harem Vol 2 Chapter 16

Chapter 16: Orc-san and the Sad Past of Fox-san

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The fox-eared beautiful girl Kururu straightened her posture and made a serious expression.

She would reveal her secret after this.

「Err, about the reason why I’m poor, it’s because not only Okaa-sam  was killed, but because my uncle also sneaked into our house and stole  our reward money for this year. Also, the sword priestess is forbidden  to sell sword to the general public, so we seriously don’t have any  money at all.」

「Uwaa, that’s really easy to understand.」

Yep, of course she wouldn’t have any money like that.

「Because of that, I sold the things that I had in my house, but  almost all the things I have that can be called as assets are weaponry  that I cannot sell, so I’m really troubled for money. Thanks to that,  I’m even lacking for materials to forge a sword.」

「……Wait a second, let me make a retort, because the part that you  lightly brushed off seems extremely terrible. Your mother didn’t die  normally but she was killed?」

「Honestly speaking, it’s a bit different than that. ……In the first  place, the sword of oracle originally isn’t something that exist for the  sake of the hero.」

She suddenly blurted out something outrageous, but what she said was within my scope of imagination.

「I know it. In the end the orichalcum only has a trait of being  impossible to manipulate unless one can control super dense mana. That’s  exactly why it cannot be used properly unless by someone like a hero,  and yet the weapon made from it is extremely excellent so it’s regarded  as holy.」

「Yes, exactly. Frankly speaking, if it’s just using it then we the  divine steel tribe can also do it. Please lend me that for a bit.」

Kururu took my failed sword of oracle and swung it to demonstrate.

「Then, if asked why was this sword created in the first place, the  answer is for sealing the god of disaster that is sleeping in this  land.」

「God of disaster? Something like that is in this holy land?」

「This is the biggest secret of our tribe. There are countless people  who will try to dispel the seal to make use of that god, so we are  managing the seal secretly.」

「Um, can I ask a question? What is this god of disaster you two are talking about?」

Tita tilted her head with a puzzled look.

It was quite a famous god, or perhaps something more like a monster,  but it seemed that it was just a minor existence in the elf village.

「Broadly speaking, it’s a god that can grant any wish.」

「What a very nice god. Why is he sealed then?」

「Because the way that god grant wish is outrageous. There are many  anecdotes about him, for example there was a man who wished for gold and  silver treasures. That man then suddenly became a monster and his mind  was taken over to perform robbery continuously. After he finished  killing all the humans in the city, he regained his sanity in front of  the treasures he stole from his victims. There is also a story of a girl  asking the god to save her mother from a sickness. Instantly a great  earthquake occurred and several thousand people including her mother  died. Her wish was granted in the form of liberating her mother from  sickness through death. Other than that, there was a woman who wished to  be immortal and youthful and got turned into a single cell  organism……well, she was remade into something like slime or amoeba, and  became an existence that was simply alive and nothing else.」

「Those were horrible ways to grant wishes.」

「Yeah, he granted wish in a way that was filled with malice. And he  was just powerful which made it even nastier. ……There are so many  precedents like this, so normally people would avoid this god of  disaster, but everyone has this kind of thinking, 『If I worded my wish  cleverly, won’t I be able to obtain the result that is exactly like I  want?』. It will be fine if you can make a wish that leave no ground for  any malice to come in, but, there is not a single person who ever manage  to achieve that. And yet people keep trying to challenge it.」

Those people could only be called foolish.

Even so, they couldn’t help but cling to it if there was something like a god who could grant wish.

「You’re right, even I got to think about it a little.」

「Even so it would still be fine if they are the only one who get  ruined because of their stupidity, but in most cases they would also  drag down many people around them.」

From among the three cases I mentioned, the last wish where a woman  was turned into a single cell monster looked like it only affected that  woman alone, but the single cell monster was only living by instinct and  then it started to devour human. As expected from something that turned  into a monster with the power of the god of disaster, it was extremely  powerful. Furthermore it was immortal. It completely devoured a single  country.

Even the great sage Merlin Enlight couldn’t completely kill it. He  froze the monster to stop it from moving and sealed it into a coffin  before throwing it into the deep sea. It seemed he had no other choice  than that.

「And so, it’s us who secretly sealed that mister god of disaster until now. That’s the job of the divine steel tribe.」

「Is it alright for you to tell us?」

「Obviously it’s not alright. If I got found out blabbing about this  to outsider, I will be beheaded physically. ……No, perhaps it will be  alright if it’s me. I’m the only one who can create the orichalcum sword  now after all.」

「Isn’t there anybody else in the divine steel tribe who can?」

「There is but, only those who have inherited the bloodline thickly is  worthy to be the priestess. And, returning to the story, my Okaa-sama  served as the priestess, and she was going to strengthen the seal using  the sword of oracle that she created. ……The way to do the ritual is to  use orichalcum sword to cut the orichalcum where the power of the god of  disaster is sealed.」

That sealing method was quite popular.

When the opponent was at the level of evil god, their power would  keep swelling up no matter how much they were suppressed, and before  long the seal itself would burst out.

That was why, it was necessary to disperse that strength periodically using some kind of method.

In that regard, orichalcum was the ideal material. It could contain  absurd amount of power, and by using the orichalcum as intermediary to  absorb the sealing target’s power, that power could later be scattered  by the ritual of cutting it apart.

「That ritual was carried out half a year ago, but uncle replaced the  sword that Okaa-sama created with a sword of his own creation. At the  day of the ritual, mother only noticed it at the last moment when she  was going to cut the orichalcum. But, at that time the seal had been  loosened so that the cut could be performed. The seal would burst up if  the ritual was halted. That was why, Okaa-sama made her attempt with  that incomplete sword and she was unable to completely cut the power,  even so the god’s power was scattered to some degree, while the power  that couldn’t be scattered violated Okaa-sama’s body and she died. The  way she died was no different from being killed.」

Kururu clenched her shaking fist hard.

It was obviously mortifying that her mother was killed.

「Why did your uncle do something like that?」

「Uncle wanted to be the priestess. ……That was why, if the ritual  could be completed with his sword, he would be able to claim that sword  is the real thing. And even if it failed, he would be able to reduce  Okaa-sam’s reputation and replace her. That man claimed that he didn’t  replace the sword and that the ugly sword that was used in the ritual  was Okaa-sama’s sword.」

……I understood the gist of the situation now.

But, there was a strange point if that was the case.

「Then, why is Kururu the sword priestess? What happened to that uncle of yours?」

「He ran away with our money. Okaa-sama’s ritual ended incompletely,  so the ritual that has to be done once every several years has to be  fast-forwarded……that man failed and ran away. He took away the money  that Okaa-sama left behind. That’s why, the only one in the divine steel  tribe who can process the orichalcum is just me now. I got desperate in  such situation and tried to finish the sword somehow, but it resulted  in that imitation sword of oracle.」

「No, that’s also strange. Why then this country wants to hand over  something like that to the hero? Even though the seal will come off  without this.」

「……Because I told them the truth. That sword is incomplete and the  ritual will almost certainly fail even if I carry it out. That’s why,  the country thought that if the sword is incomplete, it can be  compensated by the swordsman’s skill. Perhaps the big shots will come to  visit you soon and tell you this story before asking you to do the  ritual. The reason why I told you all these is because of that too.」

If the sword was incomplete, it should be complemented with a swordsman who was beyond complete.

That wasn’t a bad thinking.

「Do you think it’s possible if it’s me? The power that I showed you in that duel was below a tenth of my actual power.」

「I think it’s impossible. Nothing can be done about this by simply  being powerful. It’ll be no good unless your sword can cut soul. I tried  to break the imitation sword of oracle because I don’t want to let  anyone commit suicide like that……I don’t want someone to die because of  my sword.」

Everything was connected.

Kururu mentioned something about the pride of her tribe, but I felt  doubtful about that because she seemed to be too desperate for that to  be her sole reason.

What she really feared was that someone would die because of that sword’s fault.

「Then, what are you going to do from now?」

「Of course, I’ll create the perfect sword. And then I’ll do the  sealing ritual successfully. Thanks to Ork-san, I believe that I’ll be  able to do that.」

「Got it. Then I’ll teach you even more passionately than before. Now, let’s go to your house Kururu.」

「Uh, don’t tell me, after learning about my heavy past, you have  noticed that I’m unable to run away at all because I absolutely have to  finish the sword!? That’s why now you’re going to rape me in my  room……uuu, even though I believed in you」

「From the start you don’t have any trust in me at all if you can say  that kind of line aren’t you!? Look, after you finish studying, what’s  left is only to practice it right? Your house is the house of a divine  steel tribe member. You must have a blacksmithing facility at least.」

「So that’s what you mean. Then let’s go. But, please don’t do anything like sniffing or licking my things there.」

「I’ll do my best.」

「Please say clearly that you won’t do that for something like this!」

It couldn’t be helped. That was how orc was, by Ork.

In Kururu’s case, she had extremely good foundation. What was left  was only to use her foundation to apply everything that I taught her.

It surely wouldn’t take that long.

And then after she finished practicing, she would reforge the sword of oracle.

I had gone too far to turn back. I would accompany her till the end.

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