"Goodbye mother, if Bulcasso really exists.

I will see him."

Kotur finished his farewell, supported the huge ground with one hand, then put down his mother, and then gently filled the ground.

He had to do this so that the demons would not tear up the ground and gnaw at his mother's body.

Then Kotur strode towards the front of the team!

He's going hunting!

Orak is the God of War!

No one can take away Orak's life when he doesn't want to die!

While Orak is stopping the demon, he will bring enough prey for every tribesman to take a bite!

Then solemnly hand over the portion of food that belongs to Orak!

Koutul didn't cry because he was Koutul!

He will not cry under the gaze of his mother, nor will he shed tears under the gaze of his tribe!

Only when he smashed those demons to pieces on the ground and splashed plasma on his face, could he shed a few tears because of the discomfort in the corners of his eyes!

Kotur likes the feeling of crushing the demon completely and having the residue hit his eyes!

That’s right!

He just likes this feeling, not just looking for a chance to cry!
Chapter completed!