Chapter 1543: Attack!

"Those foolish fellows think that they can overthrow me and reestablish a legitimate Falk Tribe once they save you," Gary scoffed at the frail-looking young orc sitting in front of him.

"One must always have a dream," the young orc said in a self-mocking way. He suddenly started coughing violently again, and the veins on his forehead popped out as his thin body started curling in pain.

"To a certain degree, I should thank you." Gary looked at the young orc pitifully, and said, "This position should have been yours, but you will never be able to have it."

"You know that I've never wished for it." The young orc looked up at Gary.

"You will die tomorrow. I will let you die nicely. It will be my last gift to you as your uncle." Gary stood up and walked out towards the stone temple.

The door to the stone temple closed slowly as the sound of the footsteps faded.