“Phew, it was higher than I thought. Who do warriors always have to give other people such a hard time, even from the grave … are you guys fine?”


  “Fine.”


  “This much should be enough.”


  “I am sorry that I made you take care of a lot of things, still, it was the teacher's will, so I hope you don’t let it bother you.”


  “Don’t say that! Why would we even think…”


  “Right! Besides, Mr. Gurgar was always so considerate of us. It is a blessing and honor to be able to do this for him.”


  “I think so too.”


  “Haha… thanks, for saying that.”


  Hearing those words, Kuvar smiled.

  He and six orcs had climbed up a small mountain outside the forts.

  He listened and waited for Gurgar to speak, and then he heard one word.

  “Love.”


  “…”


  Bratt Lloyd pondered for a moment, and then nodded as he answered.

  “You are right.”


  By the most powerful man, it excludes Kuvar’s father, who has retired. So technically, he is the second powerful, as explained later on.?