“With all due respect, Orc is a joke! Chwichwhik!”
Seechwi was wonderfully and graciously enjoying the solitude.
During the battle thus far, she really didn’t have anything else to do.
Simply taking care of herself!
She was assigned some errands as she was fitting for them.
But it has change henceforth.
Group Conducting Skill has been created.
Group Conducting Skill 1 (0%):
Depending on the skill level, the Orc is able to configure up to 35 members (Orcs) in the unit.
Of different species, the Orc can configure 20 members.
Depending on the skill level, the influence of Leadership increases by 3%.
All party members and the unit can have an increase in Stats.
An increase in Strength, Agility, Stamina, and Physical Resistance.
Experience received will increase by 2% for all party members and the troop. (16% increase at skill mastery.)
All party members and the unit have an increase resistance to Confusion and Fear.
Rises in Leadership will have extra effects on the skill!
In the case of human, though slightly different depending on the occupation, usually can form a party up to five members.
Then, with each additional 50 points in Leadership, the party can increase by one member.
Orcs are exempt from this.
From the beginning, they can form parties consist of 10, 20 members to hunt.
In Seechwi’s case, due to her obtaining the Group Conducting skill, the size of the party was much larger under her command.
From the skill to her Leadership, a substantial number of 50 members can be grouped into the party.
In addition to being able to strengthen her party members, even able to conduct monsters was a big help.
“Wi, with this, I’m also a force, chwiik! Not imposing as an Orc but as a commander. Chwichwichiik.”
Seechwi wiped away her tears of sorrow, and moved around showing off freely.
While the protruding belly extends to the utmost, and even loud nasal nose!
“Chwichwichwit. If you listen closely to what I say, I will feed you with lots of delicious food!”
Seechwi shouted her commands at the controlled Vampire Familiars.
She had doubts in the ability of Weed’s conducting when she watched from afar. But now the idea has changed.
‘Those wild Geomchis. If it’s someone else then they won’t be able to command them.’
Her first impression of the Geomchis was that they were tougher.
Nearly the size of the Orcs with close-cropped hair, and body of twitching muscles.
And murderous gaze to boot. An accidental eye contact would spell constant apologies from the other party!
The intimidation level was something not typical.
So much so that when ordinary people came near them, those people would naturally shrink and got out of the way.
And then, with the intensity of 500 worth of them together, who would have the galls to issue them an order. (I wanted to say balls, a letter apart.)
Constantly going to fight, along with the stubbornness and pride to boot.
Wherever they’d go, there was no other way but to cause trouble.
But in front of Weed, they were just naïve pigs.
‘If they get food then they’re good. Then rushes to fight to rid of everything that pent up.’
The food Weed made were satisfying scrumptious, aromatic, and even prospective to they eyes.
Pudding that melts or tasteful shark’s fins in their mouth!
Seechwi also, couldn’t sum up how many times her fingers reached for the entrée.
Nevertheless, if it seemed like how simple humans the Geomchis were at first sight, then one would definitely by puzzled at how they acts.
But, those that came to know them, their problem was understandable.
For the Geomchis, the shortest time being 10 years, while the more severe were more than 30 years, lived with strict regimen.
Their foods too, simply consisted of cooked chicken breasts or egg whites only, were something tiresome.
For them, their diet in the Dojang was simple.
300 grams of boiled chicken breasts without any sauce at every meal.
The egg whites too, 10 to 20 worth of them without a speckle of salt.
If you lived such a life for 10 years or so, then you would even be ecstatic with just the taste of a chewing gum.
With just the fish and boneless chicken breasts lain out on the grill and the pork ribs getting bake, their hearts thump thump in anticipation.
Just by watching the sizzling sound of the ripening meat as its juices flown out, their mouth would essentially do the same with drools.
Having this second life in Royal Road, being able to indulge in this world without having any repercussion on their bodies in real life; the Geomchis lost themselves in their gluttony.
And whenever they encounter strong opponents, they can expend all their energy to fight.
The only fear they have was hunger!
Laughter and heartbreak over food, simple and fierce men.
Holding all their rights was Weed.
‘Domesticated them with food. He have been cleverly give them tastier and tastier food…he won’t come out with a full entrée else they’ll be fully indulged and he loses them.’
Weed far exceeded the skillfulness of being the leader of the party or that of an expedition.
The recognizable talent of an exceptional being whom able to leads an underdeveloped third world country with dictatorship.
Skillful politician, the instigator, the vicious defamer! The perfect representation of a dictator!
It could be said because of Weed, the Geomchis and regular users like Pale should be well received everywhere.
‘He might as well have put the highest additive drug in the food! Charisma and Leadership should only be able do so much. You fit the definition of unrefined and jerk to a T.”
Seechwi too, from that moment, was probably being drugged by Weed with the drink in hand.
***
The Vampire army commanded by Weed was more sustainable as the battles continued.
The size was larger, and they were getting stronger.
So of course, the experience and the acquisition of items greatly reduced.
As the EXP dispersed among the Vampires, full experience could no longer be obtained.
“Let’s go to the next castle.”
Weed said with a harsh impression.
Having won all the battles thus far, he had yet shone a single delighted expression.
This was not always the right course of action befitting that of a great leader in the face of a crisis.
The reason behind this was because he couldn’t get anything.