Chapter 510: Does Heron Know?
The orc in question was Ash, the young prodigy of the Forgefire Clan. Just days ago, his entire unit was wiped out in battle, and he himself was captured alive, now kept under Leon's watch.
At this moment, Ash was a shadow of his former self—his body covered in wounds, his breath weak. Any random mage could finish him off without much effort.
Boom!
Just as Ash was cursing under his breath, a blazing Fireburst spell streaked across the air and exploded right in front of him. For a split second, the entire world seemed to go silent. Ash was sent flying, crashing hard into the ground, even weaker than before. But Blazeforge Orcs were naturally resistant to fire magic—so after taking Leon's Fireburst head-on, Ash could still barely hold himself together.
"I hope you'll answer my questions honestly..." Leon looked down at Ash, who lay on the ground with a scorched chest, his face expressionless.
Ash, thoroughly beaten, didn't dare refuse. His gaze toward Leon was filled with terror. He couldn't understand how this seemingly harmless human mage could be so ruthless. In the end, he could only nod weakly.
"How much do you know about Specter Valley? Tell me everything you know..."
"Ah... Specter Valley, the magic here is incredibly dense. For us Blazeforge Orcs, training here means we grow much faster." After speaking, Ash glanced nervously at Leon, who only frowned, his eyes cold. Terrified, Ash broke out in a cold sweat and quickly added, "I—I also know a legend!"
"Speak."