Chapter 606- The beginning of a new storm (2)

"So you guys are saying that the only reason the Diluvian tribe was able to win the war was because of Berigard who had formed a contract with a Demon Noble"

A mighty and pressuring voice sounded out. An ogre with a single purple horn protruding from their forehead was sitting on a throne overlooking the orcs.

He had a leaner build than most of the ogres around him and had a bright crimson hair that looked like it was on fire. He was donned in a sturdy looking armour and carried a big bastard sword around.

If not for the horn, he didn't look much different from a human. The fact that he was sitting on a throne, established his identity.

There was only a single ogre in the tribe of black ogres that could sit on that throne and that was none other than the king of Black ogres, one of the seven kings of the western region of the forest, Gil-Garna.