Dungeon of Pride, Laplace

Berimal commanded, and immediately the collar on the prisoners started turning red making them unable to defy the order. Even though their knees gave up, they somehow were able to pick themselves up and walk towards the prison.

"Hmph, [Essence Mana Disruption]"..

The mana around the surrounding was sent into a turbulence thus negating the effects of the slave collar.

The prisoners who were now free from their command came back to their senses and glanced at the maid in amazement. It was only now that they realised how powerful she was. Although they were surprised they quickly came to terms with it when they thought she was from the tyrant mountain guild.

"Now… RUN!!!" Annette shouted waking the dazed prisoners.

Some hesitated, while some immediately turned around and ran. There were different types of responses initially but soon all of them turned around to run away.

"Leader let's go," Bargo said carrying Bolan who was heavily injured on his shoulders.

"Yeah" Now that they don't have to worry about the collars acting up, they can run without any worries.

Seeing the humans that he made his prisoners run away, Berimal's smile finally crumbled replaced by a furious expression that very much suited his fierce face.

"You lowly species dare to go against me!!! ROAR…" the orc roared and immediately took out his weapon. Now that he no longer restrained his aura, everyone running away finally understood who they were up against as they felt that terrible aura.

"Will she be okay?" Bolan stopped to ask.

"There is no way to tell, since she was confident enough to confront it, I hope she will be able to hold the orc down. There is no point in us staying here any longer leader. Given how powerful that orc is we will only get in her way if we stay here" Bargo and his teammates insisted that they leave.

"Don't think that you can get awa…" Berimal tried to ignore the maid and gave chase towards the human; however, he was quickly stopped in his tracks by a powerful aura that suppressed his own, released by the woman in front of him.

What's more, to stop him she even created a wall of fire that blockaded his vision of the humans that he held captive. Realising that he cannot underestimate the woman in front, Berimal clicked his tongue and focused all his attention on her.

When his eyes went towards the wall of fire, it realised that it was no ordinary flames but golden flames that held an infernal amount of heat. If he tried to pass through that, it had no doubt that his body would get burnt severely.

"Looks like all the humans have escaped from this place. What should we do now master?"…

"Let's see, I have several questions for that orc. While I'm busy investigating information out of him keep all the other orcs away. Also since you are at it, help those three humans who dared to barge in from the front. You don't need to show yourself just provide back up from the shadows".

"Understood master".

At this moment, several voices rang out not far away from Berimal and a few figures who were hidden behind a tent, revealed themselves. Seeing them approach so close to him without even him realising Berimal had a shocked look in his eyes.

"You… How?!" it pointed its finger at Simon, Bianca, Alice and asked.

"Then I will leave to support those incompetent humans in the front, Big sister Bianca should work together with Elder sister Annette to stop the orcs from disturbing master" Alice said before disappearing out of sight.

Bianca nodded her head and silently followed behind Simon. Naturally, the three of them ignored the orc's question and set about doing their own business.

Simon after keeping the Ice Phoenix's Sigh back inside his inventory, finally focused his attention on the orc who seemed extremely furious for some reason.

"Master…" Annette re-joined him and stood by his side.

"You did a good job. Now then leave that orc to me, make sure no other orcs is able to get near here" After leaving his command, Simon walked towards the orc using [Analysis] on it at the same time.

Name- Berimal

Race- Diluvian High Orc

Level- 455

Skills- Pain Resistance, Piercing resistance, Blunt Resistance, Heightened Sense of Smell, Leadership, Coordination, High-Speed Regeneration, Orc General Aura, Overpower, Berserk, Ultra Super enhanced Strength, Super Enhanced Endurance, Super Enhanced Defence, Thick Armour, Orç's Wild Call, Brutal Swing, Brutal Tackle, Bile, Club Mastery, Starve, Appetite, Wild Swings, Tantrum, Body Fat Transfer.

Looking at its status and that level, Simon had no doubt in his mind that the one he was facing right now, was one of the orc generals under the orc king.

"So you are the one who was behind all of this, Human? GUGA… even if you managed to free your fellow members, as long as they have that salve collar on them, I can just retrieve them anytime I want. Your meticulous plan will fail at the end no matter what you do" Berimal said barring his sharp jagged teeth.

"Hoh, is that so? Well then, in the case that I kill you, wouldn't the slave collar stop working?" Simon shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and replied.

"GUGAGA… you want to kill me? Looks like I have been severely underestimated. Good then allow me to see how you are gonna do that human" the moment he heard that Simon wanted to kill him, Berimal erupted out in a burst of laughter. The fury that he was feeling swiftly dissipated replaced by a mocking look in its eyes.

Simon did not mind the orc's attitude, on the contrary, he pointed out the mistake it made.

"You don't have to worry about that but before that, let me correct you. I'm not a human" he deactivated the trinket of Grimlock and in front of Berimal's astonished eyes, his body turned that into a demon.

"Y-You were a demon?" the orc asked.

"Why are you so surprised? You didn't think that you can just get away after attacking my territory right?" Simon questioned, one could see traces of anger flash in his crimson eyes.

"GUGAGA… it was as our king had mentioned you really did come out after we destroyed that town" Berimal's said in amusement making Simon curious.

"Since you are not human, there is no reason for us to fight. In fact, the reason why I attacked your town and captured those humans was just to bring you out".

"Bring me out?".

"Indeed" the orc continued "I'm here on behalf of my King. He had discovered your dungeon long ago and has been monitoring your actions since then. It seems like you have managed to please our king and that is why he wants to make you one of his subordinates".

"The dungeon you have is incredibly useful, he wants to use it to capture there and breed them like a livestock. Of course, you will be rewarded for your achievements if you become the orc king's subordinate. What do you think?".

Simon fell silent, he continued to glance at the orc with crimson eyes and replied "Give me a moment to think about it".

"GUGAGA… you may take your time, but don't take too long. Not just anybody can become the orc King's subordinate, you should be grateful… GUGA" A sword completely crimson in colour as if bathed in blood came slashing at his face before Berimal could complete his sentence.

There was a big gash now covering his face and blood flowed out from that wound. This kind of wound was nothing for Berimal; however, it was the humiliation that came with it that angered him.

"You?!... Dare?" the orc snarled.

"Yeah right, I almost forgot. Here is my answer… tell your king to eat shit" Simon extended his hand and showed his middle finger to the latter.

Managed to please the Orc King? Become its subordinate? Make the dungeon a human breeding farm for him? Who does the orc king think he is? Did they think that he was some soft persimmon that they can just squish easily?

They came into his territory, turned the town upside down and now even forced such a ridiculous conditions on him. Fuck that orc king, Simon had it enough after listening to this orc general. The sword slash from him just now was his way of giving his answer.

"You bastard, you dare to humiliate our King… ROAR" Berimal roared, activated its [Overpower] skill and immediately started swinging the huge club that was strapped on his back.

Each and every swing of the orc general was powerful enough to create small gales not to mention the unique kind of power that was imbued within that club which was made of bones.

Simon matched his enemy's aggression using his own sword and retaliated against every attack with an equal amount of force.

A diluvian High orc and a one that had risen to the level of a general, it was an existence that the Simon of a few months ago could only hope to run away against. However, he was no longer that weak demon who only thought about escaping when facing a strong enemy.

After going through the trial on the forbidden grounds and the pursuit he had to suffer in the kingdom, his view and attitude towards things completely and thoroughly changed.

So what if his enemy was the orc general or the orc king? The current Simon had enough confidence in himself to face them.

<strong>BANG… BANG…</strong> both the weapons repeatedly collided in a powerful clash generating sparks every time. Each weapon was powerful on its own, one was a [A] tier weapon while the other was made from the bones of a very powerful beast.