"What is this, Lord Aisla?" asks the big guy who is named 'Durgat', an orc warlord and a champion, the creature we fought three months prior. Whereas he follows without catching the wind, uttering: "... with all due respect, your highness, it seems this kind of parchment only helps me wipe my ass after shitting in the backwoods." where he manages to make a crack with a concerned and serious look on his face and a tone on his voice.

"A certificate, per se. An affidavit of your loyalty. In all honesty, that strip of scroll is your claim - a piece of land, your home for your kind. Captain Pierre and his crew, 'the Arancians', gave this honor to the jurisdiction of Kehina. The queen, herself, approved of my decision to solicit this claim to you." I entice him to somehow keep the piece of paper.

"A khan without a clan is not a khan at all. And a clan without a land is not a clan at all." adding, I wink at him, as I pop one of my own too.

And well, Lady Anda is carrying a child on her belly who is in the inner circle which are: Lord Guan, Lord Ameniah, Lord Aisla, Lord . It is probably wrong to suspect amongst us. Whose child is it? Who knows… The latter agreement, we had promised Durgat to claim a piece of the parchment for land. The Arancians know the place. I broker the ratification with Captain Pierre, together with his crew members, gives the orc champion the rights to assert his stake upon the uncharted territory.

"You have my gratitude, my liege." as the big guy takes the knee before me.

"You can go… your duty here is finished, afterall." I declare, where he seems dejected by my statement. Whence he asks the reason why? Retorting: "May I know exactly what is the meaning of this, Lord Aisla? I presume the contract still stands." wherein regards to the promise we'd signed a month prior.

"About the interrogation? Oh, yes! Yeah, how could I forget that? Hehe… well, you have your freedom, you can go." I dismiss in an instant and quite frankly, I want his service to be of use against the Inglovians. I am asking too much of him, however. I am aware of the commitment we upheld, howbeit, a promise is a promise.

The orc champion shows his discontent whereby he hears my ultimatum (nonetheless, I am happy when Durgat desires to extend his contract with us), asumming that we are abandoning him. Inside of me, the situation is still in a grim state… reducing one heavy-duty attacker would take a huge laden away from both in vanguard and in the supporting line. My troops have put a confide in Durgat's strength. With the power and might of the orc champion, we know that the entire front of the formation will sense a security of being protected. I require the authority of our diplomat - Lord Geoff for this matter whether the service of the orc champion will resume his stand as a soldier for the Kehinan army or he will be freed at once.

"You call, Lord Aisla? What seems the trouble?" Lord Geoff answers upon my summon, after I have had several hours to wait.

"Say…" I wheeze a little "Lord Geoff, would you rather remain calm if we sever some of our men?" ending my statement, I imply.

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"Huh?" he seems baffled hereby emphasizing his inquiry.

I rephrase with some candor about the time at now and the time that will occur, emphasizing: "You are aware of the status of your big guy, right? Drugat…" he seems to get the degree of my pronunciation "... are we going to release from this burlesque. This dilemma of our nation. I know we are asking him for too long to pay the charges. Or should we let him stay… ?"

"I-..."

"Of course, Lord Geoff. Of course, upon his discretion…" I intervene right away before he is going to entail me with a series of vain speeches which I don't comprehend most of his so-called diplomatic experiences.

He coughs and sniffles: "Alright. For me, I concur to find the answer for himself and especially, it's not me who's doing the strategizing plan. But I would rather keep Durgat out of this mess, I suppose." seeing for the first time doing unethical mannerism.

"He is a grown-up that can stand for his actions, right?" I reaffirm Lord Geoff's antecedent, where he chuckles.

"Right…" he confirms hereafter.

"Durgat applied for another piece of scroll to sign. Thus, two-to-one in favor of Durgat's stay herein Kehina." as I announce the word to Lord Geoff.

"I see." Lord Geoff replies.

Lord Geoff leaves where we are staying at the top of the tower, one of the tallest sentry towers in the castle. He says: "Is that all? I shall then take my departure." calmly prepares for his leave. Meanwhile, I stay for a while. I am so elated when all seems to have a fissure inside the esprit de corps of the Kehinan army. Durgat is the integral part of our frontline and will always be. I can't lose precious men further. I need- -... I mean, we need all the help we need. After minutes of mesmerizing, I tread towards Durgat with a stylus ballpoint pen, an ink canister, and a parchment. As I am walking, Durgat notices my presence from afar.

"Durgat, I need your signature for your confirmation…" I hand him over all the apparatuses that he needs.

The ratification is complete and for a big guy like me, it's quite a spectacle seeing him to have a great dexterity while he writes his mark on the scroll with great precision. In addition to the constituent rewards, the orc champion will be getting the whole island thereafter. I got the big thumbs of Captain Pierre and most of the Arancian crew for safety measures. The agenda is where all beings are motivated to do something out of hard work. Durgat is no different from us. He maybe bloodthirsty but he as well as has his own goals. What is it for him defending Kehina without any gains? Of course, I formulated a solution over the matters. And for the Arancians losing their claimed territory over the unclaimed lands, their country's recognition and all of the beforehand of what Lord Ameniah had promised to them.

"Done." as the orc champion passes the requirement of his contract, renewing his stance towards his plight to the allegiance of the Kehinan jurisdiction.

I reach for his hand and as I obtain the legitimacy of his fealty upon us over his endeavor, hereby I declare: "... upon the grace of Lady Wellicia and under the umbrella of Lady Anda's protection. I, now, announce you as one of our own until the contract satisfies…" I pour a chalice, full of benedicted wine, on the orc champion's head.

The crowd around us celebrates the baptism of Durgat whom they oversee as the result of his fidelity to our ideals against the Inglovians.