Getting tangled up with a guard in a place like this wasn't a good idea.
The two of them hurried out of Dragon's Fang Castle, only slowing their pace after they were several hundred meters away.
"This place feels like more trouble than Flint Village," Colin said, panting. "That Old Guy has lost his mind."
"There are plenty of people like him up north, mainly because a lot of other Orc Tribes love to go to war with humans." Kase, however, looked unbothered. "Those people have their reasons to be angry. No need to get hung up on it. It's not like he can do anything to us."
"True. Once we deal with the Earthworms, we can head back."
The two continued along the path, talking as they went.
Along the way, they saw small hamlets dotting the fields. These villages rarely had more than ten households, much like the small farmsteads of the Middle Ages.
They spent a few Copper Coins on food along the way.
