>Player Arzhur has killed a Trunel Orc! X 11Player Arzhur has obtained 8% Experience!Player Arzhur has killed a Trunel Orc Leader!Player Arzhur has obtained 10% Experience!Player Arzhur has inflicted burn on Trunel Orc! X 20You have enraged the Trunel Orc Tribe! They will hunt you down!
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Arthur who was already a few hundred meters away heard it well enough and smirked.
'Good! He swore on the name of Bulung, now he will HAVE to go after Dozla and the bandits.' Arthur smiled upon hearing the holy vow.
Bulung was the deity of Orcs and was worshipped by most of the Orc tribes. For an Orc to swear on their name meant that they had taken a holy vow. They couldn't break this without repercussions and took it very seriously.
At the very least, the vow of an Orc Tribe's Shaman was quite dangerous. Depending on the level of the Shaman, he could have a strong enough link to the deity that they could receive their blessings.
Arthur had intentionally agitated them enough so that they would swear upon the name of their deity. After all, while Orcs were of low intelligence, they still knew to prioritize their kin when they were in trouble. Arthur needed to enrage them just enough that they'll come for vengeance.
"Now for the extra assurance," Arthur said before taking out the vials of Blood that he had collected from the Trunel Orc Leader.
He dripped a little blood on the path that he took so that the Orcs would find it easier to track him.
Or rather track 'Dozla'.
Arthur ran nonstop, all the way to the vicinity of the Bandit Hideout before finally stopping. He changed the dispelled the Veil of Thousand Skins and reverted to his normal appearance just so that there wasn't any mistake.
Then, he sneaked around the wall of the bandit hideout again and found another small hole.
"This should solidify their suspicions," Arthur muttered while looking at the last vial of blood in his hands.
Next, he threw the vial inside the camp with all his strength, making sure that it fell somewhere close to the huts.
He didn't care if the bandits heard him or not, as he was going to run away right after that.
And even if the Bandits did notice the broken vial of blood, they would just be confused. They might investigate eventually, but by that time Arthur would be long gone.
"Time to skedaddle!" once he was sure of his safety, Arthur ran away at full speed.
He didn't even dare to look back and ran nonstop for about five minutes. Thankfully, he had already cleared out a lot of the mobs here beforehand with Brambles, thus wasn't interrupted or attacked by any of them.