Strongest Prince Becomes Legendary Chef
The Capital of the Orc Kingdom

“It turns out that Human Uncle is a very great Swordsman,” whispered Tom to his Mother. The little Orc did not witness Alex's fight to eliminate the corpses of the previous life, because at that time he and his mother ran in haste with thousands of other Orcs.

Tom's mother just smiled, the look on her face indicated she was happy there was a strong Swordsman who escorted their journey to the Capital of the Orc Kingdom.

“Let's hurry, We don't know if his power can last long. If we miss, we might have to swim through this torrent!” exclaimed Tom's mother set foot on the surface of the river that became the Ice.

After all the Orcs crossed to the other side of the River, Alex eliminated his Ice Magic Element after arriving across and the river flowed back as before.

There were no obstacles blocking them during the journey towards the Capital of the Orc Kingdom.

However, Alex and the refugees looked puzzled as they saw the Tens of Thousand Orcs had set up camp outside the fortress surrounding the Capital. There was even an empty space within a Kilometer of the Fortress, which made Alex curious; why would such a thing be enforced.

“You newly arrived refugees!” exclaim Swordsman level 10 on the crowd of Orc Refugees. “You may only set up camp in this area and may not approach the walls of the fort. If you dare to approach the Fortress, then the soldiers guarding there will kill you!”

One of the Orc refugees raised his hand and said, “But We don't have a tent to make camp, sir?”

The Orc Swordsman looked at the cynical Orc who asked him. “It's none of my business, you can sleep on grass or trees. And... Food is only available every morning, and having to queue regularly or Soldiers on guard will kill you!”

After saying that, the level 10 Swordsman immediately left and did not care whether other refugees heard his words or not.

The Orc refugees began to complain and curse the Orc Kingdom for not caring about their fate.

Tom clasped his mother's worried hand. “Are we going to sleep on the grass again, Mom?”

Tom's mother smiled gently without answering Tom's question. His mother took Tom around to other refugee tents. He tried to buy a tent belonging to Orc refugees who first arrived here, but the price they offered was too high, so he had to give up buying a tent and only bought Two Blankets for 10 Gold Coins or half the amount of money he had.

The money was the result of savings she had accumulated with her husband for Eight years and the plan would be used to buy Land and build a House. However, as a result of this sudden war, the plan ended in wishful thinking, even her husband was killed while trying to save them from the ambush of bandits who wanted to seize their money.

Tom's mother decides to stay in the crowd of refugees to keep them safe or at least the Security Officer will see if there are evil Orcs trying to hurt or rob his property.

“Where is that Human Uncle, huh?” Tom was reminded of Alex, but Alex suddenly disappeared just like that when the Level 10 Orc Swordsman appeared.

“Maybe He's gone,” said Mom Tom stroked Tom's head. “If Tom is an adult later, you have to imitate his nature. Always do good and help the weak.”

Tom nodded his head and in his mind, he also wanted to become a Swordsman as strong as that Man.

Suddenly Tom saw a figure similar to the Man Swordsman passing by wearing a shabby robe and covered his face that only showed his eyes. However, Tom was sure from the look in his eyes, He was the good-natured Swordsman of Man.

Tom smiled brightly and wanted to call out to him, but he did not do so because the Human Swordsman continued to walk towards the Fortress, a forbidden area for the refugees.

Tom shook his head and smiled widely. However, he actually smiled as he saw Alex suddenly darting like Lightning and had reached the top of the Fortress without anyone noticing it.

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Alex frowned as he stared at the scene behind the Citadel or the Capital of the Orc Kingdom.

The residents of the Capital of the Orc Kingdom seemed to be on normal activities. The shops remained open and the luxurious Horse Stroller remained on the prowl. This scene is very contrary to the expanse of Orc refugees outside the Fortress, which even lack food and some sleep on the ground only.

Alex shook his head and jumped down from the Citadel. He directly walked towards the Gul'dan God Temple to search for the Strength left behind by the God Gul'dan, the God worshipped by the Orc Race.

“Hey, remove your hood!”

Suddenly a loud cry stopped Alex's footsteps. He looked back, The Two Swordsman Orcs have been holding their Swords in combat ready mode.

“Nak, please don't make it difficult for us! Remove your hood and show your ID card, then We will not hold you!” One of the Orc Swordsmen approached Alex slowly.

“Be careful Dazor.. He may be a follower of the God of Cthulhu who infiltrated the City,” whispered the other Orc Swordsman.

Alex was about to cripple them, but suddenly from the other direction of the Capital of the Orc Kingdom; black smoke rose into the sky and from the Undead Monsters Eagles scattered the corpses of the Orcs.

“Capital has been attacked by the followers of that damn God Cthulhu!” Dazor cursed and ran towards the middle of the City with his partner. Both of them immediately ignored Alex who was still stunned staring at the undead Monster Eagle who kept coming carrying the corpses of living Orcs.

Alex took a deep breath and in his mind came the bright smile of Sarah, his daughter. He began to worry, whether the City of Peace was also attacked by the followers of the God Cthulhu.

However, as long as the invading City of Peace is not Mordor, then Alex is sure Helena can protect Sarah, because Helena has reached Swordsman level 11 after eating Yambs Leaves and Tuk-Tuk Sambal several times.

Since the Orc Swordsmen were focused on fighting the sudden invasion of the Living Corpse Army from the followers of Lord Cthulhu, Alex no longer needed to hide his identity.

He immediately threw out the shabby robe he was wearing and pressed his feet firmly, a moment later there was the sound of a deafening thunderclap.

Alex darted at high speed towards the Gul'dan God Temple, while his former footing had been smashed into pieces leaving a gaping hole wide.

“Hmm, why does the pose of a God worshipped by an Orc look more dignified than the God of Hercules?” alex muttered looking at the Ten Meters tall Statue in the courtyard of the Gul'dan Temple.

Unlike the God of Hercules who looks like a bodybuilder who shows off his muscles, the God of Gul'dan is wearing a Silver Armor grasping the handle of a large Sword like a baseball player who is about to hit the ball.