Chapitre 137: 075. Rescue -1 (Part One)

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Oscal Baldur gulped the water down and then shoved a big chunk of meat in his mouth.

"Thank you, archbishop," he muttered out while munching on a mouthful of food.

Raphael Astoria heard the gist of what happened from the sword king.

Oscal said that for the last four months, he'd been wandering the desert all alone. He had nothing to drink or to eat, and whenever he was about to collapse from hunger and fatigue, the monsters residing in the vast desert proved to be his hope of survival.

He killed giant desert scorpions and consumed their meat, then after slaughtering the Brown Orcs trying to ambush him, he cut open their bladders and quenched his thirst that way.

Afterwards, he walked, and then continued walking some more.

He would sometimes spot a town or a troupe of mercenaries once every month or so, but he did his absolute best to avoid getting in contact with them.

Aslan was in the middle of war.