This night, all the orcs arrived at their safe havens.
They waited for the night to fall again, wondering if it would bring an opportunity or disaster.
"Sis, does it have to be like this every year?" The newly adult girl asked her sister, her big eyes wide with concern. Last year, her sister had nearly lost control, leaving her with a deep psychological scar.
"That's right. This is the fate of orcs." Sophie set up the tent and took out four roasted chickens from her large backpack, preparing to heat them up on the outdoor grill to eat.
Their pickup could only be parked near the forest entrance. They had to carry five or six large luggage bags on foot into the mountains, which took a lot of effort.
"Sis, didn't we receive twenty thousand dollars? Why not rent a villa or manor far away
