Thirteen and Cristopher observed the Orc Stronghold from a safe distance.
Unfortunately, even after waiting for several hours, they didn't see a lone Orc leaving the Stronghold.
They always left in groups of four to six, as if it was some kind of rule that they must follow.
The Hunting Parties, on the other hand, were composed of a dozen, or more Orcs, and all of them looked like seasoned warriors, even if they were only Rank 2 Monsters.
Just as the sun was about to set, Thirteen decided that he would initiate Plan B and infiltrate the Orc Stronghold alone.
"Young Master, be careful," Cristopher said. "Prioritize your safety at all costs."
"I will," Thirteen replied. "You stay here and keep watch. If I don't return by sunrise, go back to the cave and wait for me there. It's dangerous to stay out here in the open during the day, the Orcs might find you. I'm very sure that they will be more than happy to roast someone like you."
