Holy Domain Frenzy

Chapter 2: Blue Enchantress

When the female lioness's gaze swept through the mountains, several pairs of eyes were also staring at the movements inside the orc camp, hidden behind a thick bush on the hillside a few miles away.

"Lion women are really rare!" A strong man spit the four-leaf clover he was holding in his mouth onto the ground forcefully.

The man crouching behind the bushes was wearing a worn-out gray cloak and a torn half-armor covered with scars. He had short blond hair and a beard, and a long scar running from the corner of his mouth to his eye made him look even more fierce.

The head of the Blue Enchantress Mercenary Corps, Cairns, is a mysterious man. Five years ago, he and his mercenary corps seemingly appeared out of thin air in the border region of the Isaac Kingdom, and in just five years, they grew from the lowest level G-level mercenary corps to a B-level mercenary corps. It is rumored to be a miracle within the Beilande Continental Mercenary Guild.

The level of a mercenary group is entirely determined by the number of points earned through missions. The higher the level, the more difficult it is to reach. During non-war times, it takes decades or even hundreds of years for a newly formed mercenary group to rise to the ranks of C-level or higher. Currently, almost all B-level or higher mercenary groups in human countries are established for decades or even centuries, with the exception of Blue Lady.

"Boss, are we in luck this time?" a small man lying on the ground next to Cairns asked in a low voice.

It's our 'Blue Siren's' luck. I didn't expect that this C-level mission would happen to encounter an orc tribe. Eating them will ensure us a year of food and drink. Cairns was also excited.

Are you two crazy? There is a small tribe of orcs down there, and we only have thirty-something people. If they discover us, they will probably eat us up. A cold voice poured cold water on Cairns.

The woman who spoke was a woman behind the man in a black hooded robe. A silver six-pointed star on the neckline of the robe showed her identity as a middle-level magician.

Magicians are a rare profession in the land of Beland, and are highly sought after by various kingdoms and large forces. Women magicians above the intermediate level are even rarer.

The female sorceress is in her thirties, with long blonde hair, blue eyes, a high nose bridge, and a soft face. Perhaps due to years of living in the wild, her skin is slightly rough.

Cairns turned back and grinned at the female mage. "Don't worry, Adeline. Our Blue Siren brothers are all elite mercenaries, and they are the best at hunting orcs. Even twice as many orcs could be swallowed."

"I disagree. It's too risky." Adeline's tone remained resolute.

I'm the leader, you just obey my orders, and you'll get a share of the spoils of war

I am also the deputy head of the mercenary group, and I am responsible for the safety of my brothers. You are acting recklessly

"I appointed you as the deputy head of the group. If it wasn't for the requirement that a B-level mercenary group must have at least one intermediate-level magician, I wouldn't have paid so much to hire you," said Cairns with a nonchalant expression.

"If you insist on acting recklessly, I will quit the group now!" Adeline was not willing to compromise.

"Don't be so impulsive? Let me explain to you." Keynes took the initiative to compromise.

He had used every means to persuade Adeline to join the mercenary group, and the addition of a team of intermediate-level mages directly improved their combat effectiveness. He naturally didn't want Adeline to leave.

"You have little experience with orcs and don't understand them. Orcs generally form tribes based on ethnic groups, such as a werewolf tribe that would never have orcs from other ethnic groups living together. The only possible situation where orcs live together in the camp below is the tribe of senior orc nobles. Only nobles can recruit orc warriors from other ethnic groups to serve them. " Cairns patiently explained, pointing to the orc camp below.

"Have you seen those young and female orcs in the camp? This indicates that they are a refugee or disabled orc noble tribe, and they accidentally appeared here for special reasons. The number of real orc warriors in the camp is very small, and their real combat power is even less than half of the ordinary orc tribe."

Adeline's admiring gaze was unnatural, and she had long since discovered that this rough-looking man had a very meticulous mind. For example, now, he had deduced the origin and fighting ability of the orc camp below from a distance.

Seeing Adeline's wavering expression, Cairns continued, "Orc martial arts, rare materials, weapons and armor, gold herbs. An Orc noble camp has more wealth than you can imagine! You know that mercenary groups are in great need of money now. I even owe you half of the reward I promised you. We mercenaries are in the risky profession. If we don't dare to fight desperately, how can we support our women and children?"

Adeline nodded, finally not objecting anymore.

"Boss, after this job, should you change your equipment? Our Blue Siren is also a B-level mercenary group. Because of your equipment, other mercenaries always laugh at us for being from the countryside," the little man muttered.

Keynes hit the little man's head hard, "Tony, you know nothing! My armor is a superior enchanted armor, no amount of attack can break it. This cloak is made of dragon skin, you guys are all uninformed

"Dragon skin? Go ahead, how many years have passed since the last sighting of a dragon on the mainland?" Tony pursed his lips in dissatisfaction.

A slight sound suddenly came from the bushes.

The two men immediately stopped bickering, with one hand of Keynes resting on the hilt of his sword behind his back, a fireball instantly forming in Adeline's palm, and Tony rolling to the side and disappearing into the bushes.

A thin man in a hunting suit appeared, with bright, keen eyes and neatly trimmed mustaches.

Keynes withdrew his hand from the hilt of his sword. "Angus, how's it going down there?"

Angus said slowly and calmly, "The number of orc warriors is no more than 50, most of them are low-level orcs of level 1 or 2, including the female lion and her two guards. I found five middle-level orc warriors, but no higher-level orc warriors were found

Keynes shook his fist excitedly, "It's just as I thought!"

Angus hesitated slightly, "The only trouble is that there is a group of wolf cavalry in the camp. I'm afraid that as soon as we approach the camp, their wolves will smell our scent

Keynes smiled gently, "Tony, it's your turn. I know you have a solution."

"I'll go to the forest to find some wild chrysanthemums, and the smoke produced by burning them together with the three-color mandrake will knock those beasts out." Tony's voice disappeared directly into the bushes.

"Alright! Let's gather our men and start the attack when it gets dark." Cairns' eyes flashed with murderous intent.