Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
When the Engraved Beast’s carcass was brought over, the sorcerer only took its head. He did not need any other part of its body. It did not matter to Mercy anyway. He was of the mentality that no part of this Beast could be wasted. The beastment had watched him helplessly as he carried the Beast out of the kitchen. The children’s eyes were full of tears, all almost about to cry.
Of course, the sorcerer did not know Mercy’s thoughts. He only wanted to concentrate on completing the preparations for the Ritual.
He had been performing this Ritual for many years. It has been more than ten years now. Back then, it had seemed that the Guardian was about to awaken.
As this Ritual became an annual affair, the Skalan Tribe sought him out, hoping that he would help awaken the Guardian.
It was also at that time that someone else suddenly came to look for him. In the name of helping the Guardian, he requested to let the Guardian continue its sleep. As for the method of sleeping, the sorcerer was free to decide. Anyway, he was already experienced in such deeds.
The sorcerer himself did not understand why these people wanted to stop the Guardian Beast from awakening. Was it in the way of someone?
He was not sure, but that was not something he should be thinking about right now. He only needed to care about the Ritual and perform it to perfection in front of everyone. While everyone thought that he was attempting to wake the Guardian up, he would continue to cast spells to keep it asleep. It has not been a problem for more than ten years now.
Again, no one knew what he was doing. In any case, not many people knew about this matter. He counted himself as one, and that person counted as one. As long as they did not disclose the secret, then nobody would know.
The awakening of the Guardian Beast had little to do with him. Whether he woke up or not was not a conflict of interest. Anyway, the Skalan Tribe would pay him handsomely. These rewards were enough for him to live on for a long time, and he was becoming more wealthy now.
It had to be known that the Skalan Tribe was poor, but they had plenty of valuable things. The Skalan Tribe was just poor in terms of money. If he were to sell off the goods that he received, he would be able to obtain equally valuable goods, or even goods that surpassed his expectations.
This was the reason why he had been working with them for so long.
He had accepted the stranger’s monetary reward, but had also received the hiring fees of the Skalan Tribe. He was now full of wealth.
Besides, he did not have any other businesses in the past few years. Now that he had a stable income from this job every year, he could just work annually. Wasn’t this a good thing?
On the other hand, if the Guardian woke up, he’d lose his steady flow of income. That was not so good. Not now.
Anyway, it was not a big deal. He just had to perform this once a year to satisfy the various parties and have a steady income. If the Guardian was asleep, then so be it. The beastmen did not suffer. If it continued to sleep, it was a source of income for himself.
So what if it woke up? It would only add to his worries. So it would be better to let it continue sleeping.
“Should I put in a little more of the potion this time?” the sorcerer thought with a frown. He was holding something that was black and emitting black smoke. It was very thick. He had heard that the Guardian was waking up more and more frequently. If he still used the amount he had last year, he was afraid that would not work.
He looked back at the Orcs outside. They were all busy, not knowing what he was doing.
“So be it. I’ll get that person to send more of these over when the time comes.” The sorcerer muttered to himself. This medicine was not something he could concoct. He did not have the capabilities to make such a medicine. If he did, he would not need to swindle here.
That was the Guardian of the Skalan Forest. How was something that could make the Guardian of the Skalan Forest sleep, be anything ordinary?
The ingredients inside would definitely not be cheap. He was certain of this. Anyone with some intelligence would understand this logic.
“Guards,” the sorcerer called out.
Not long after, the Orcs came up. They were all under the orders of their respected commander to assist the sorcerer and speed up the process. It was too slow for the sorcerer to prepare for the Ritual alone.
They were all members of the Orcs Tribe who had worked together with the sorcerer every year. They were very efficient in doing things. During the war, one or two of them died. However, the experienced Orcs did not need the sorcerer to teach them personally. They would then teach the newbies themselves, saving the sorcerer a lot of trouble.
“Sir Sorcerer, if there is anything else, please let me know. I’ll do anything for you.”
There was a newcomer. He had come here to contribute. Many people knew that the Ritual was coming, and they were very happy. They also wanted to see what the Guardian looked like. They had heard stories about the Guardian from their elders. For this reason, they hoped that the Guardian would wake up and help them in their battles outside of the Skalan Forest.
Just like humans. Humans existed everywhere.
Actually, the Orc Race also had a large country, and that was the Orc Kingdom. The Orc Kingdom was the capital of the beastmen, and it was extremely grand. All the Orcs wished to move in, but the Orc Kingdom was so grand that it was on par with the human Empire. Not everyone could enter and become one of them.
Moreover, it was said that the Orc Kingdom relied on the guidance of their Guardian Protector to reach its current scale. If their own Guardian Protector woke up, would it not mean that they could also reach that level? Their Skalan Tribe could also become the next Orc Kingdom, and also the first tribe that could be comparable to the Orc Kingdom.
At that time, they would be the second Orc Tribe to do so. Hence, the newbie felt that the Ritual was very sacred. In order to awaken the Guardian Beast, he was willing to do anything without hesitation.
These were his thoughts.
The sorcerer felt annoyed. This newcomer was too idealistic. How could the Guardian Beast wake up? He replied, “Go outside and capture a few human females to be sacrificed.”
“Human females?” The beastman was stunned. “Why human females? Why not from our own race? The Guardian belongs to our beastman race, why do we need outsiders?”
The sorcerer had a headache. I’d also like to know why. I’m just saying it this way. That’ll make it more believable.
However, he had indeed heard of using humans as blood sacrifices. That was also a legend. Now that he suddenly thought of it, he wanted to use it. Besides, the newcomer might not be able to find beautiful human females.
If it were this way, he could have an excuse to explain why the Guardian Beast could not wake up. There were not enough offerings. This could not be blamed on him. He had also said this over the years. Many of the offerings were said to be extremely difficult to gather. It depended on how much the Skalan Tribe could collect.
If they are able to collect them all, that’s fine. I’ve always got a reason to say something’s still missing.
“Human females are the leaders of the world now. If we sacrifice beautiful women, it would help the Guardian Beast awaken.”
The sorcerer himself also wondered if the Guardian Beast had such a preference. Did he like human females more, or those from the beastmen tribe?
Speaking of which, what type of beast was the Guardian?
It would be great if he knew. He could get these beastmen to directly retrieve the Guardian Beast’s own species to sacrifice.