Although the three were teleported to the Black Morass, there was actually very little they could do.
Lothar was a standard warrior, proficient in the use of greatswords, sword and shield, and even war hammers, but his stealth ability was worryingly poor. Lancer himself was agile, but he was also not very skilled in stealth, as he had always been the type to charge head-on. Khadgar's combat strength was not low, but his movement ability was poor. The only one whose abilities were suitable was Garona...
"I am considered a traitor by the Orcs. If I approach the camp, there's an 80% chance Gul'dan will spot me."
There was no doubt that Garona still didn't know that the reason she was able to follow Khadgar and the others was merely because Gul'dan wanted her to stay by their side. She had always been under his control, but now was an exception. Gul'dan, having invaded Medivh's mind and being dragged down by the latter, was currently in a coma and no one knew when he would wake up. Unfortunately, no one present knew this fact.
"We left a message, but now the Orcs have full control of the Black Morass, and His Majesty cannot send a large army to support us. So, the reinforcement will, at most, be small elite units. Therefore, we must first figure out the Orcs' situation..."
"Wait, I want to ask, since Archmage Medivh could open a portal to send us here, why can't other mages open a portal to send people over?"
Lothar's expression lit up with pleasant surprise after Lancer words. It was true. Perhaps because the Kingdom's mages were limited in number and could not truly exist as an organized unit, he had not considered the possibility of mages at first, or rather, most people in this era would not consider a mage corps. However, Khadgar on the other side shook his head.
"It's impossible. Tearing space to create a portal is no simple feat. No mage who can do it is an ordinary mage. Besides these powerful mages, only a small number of ordinary mages specializing in this field can use it. Moreover, the 'commotion' from tearing space and creating a portal is not small. The reason why Archmage Medivh could send us over without those Orcs noticing is probably because the 'Dark Portal' here was built by him, and he was intimately familiar with the nearby magical nodes to be able to do it."
Although the single spell of 'teleportation' was enough for Khadgar to glimpse the tip of Medivh's immense power, he felt sadness while marveling, as such a mage had fallen under their combined assault.
"Alright, in that case, let's temporarily divide our forces."
Although the four of them were only a temporary team, Lothar was the undisputed leader of the group.
Lancer was nominally hired by him. Khadgar chose to trust Medivh's judgment, so he trusted Lothar. As for Garona? The half-orc female assassin, who was always overlooked perhaps due to her profession or nature, only trusted Khadgar. Thus, everyone naturally deferred to Lothar in the end.
"Khadgar, you are proficient in magic but not adept at stealth movement. Garona, due to your own reasons, you cannot approach the Orc camp. How about the two of you take a detour to check the specifics of the 'Dark Portal'?"
"Can do."
"No problem."
Garona and Khadgar nodded without any hesitation.
Lothar wasn't entirely trusting of the female Orc Garona, as her race was a factor, but the fact that she had helped them against Medivh was an undeniable truth, so he decided to grant her a certain degree of trust.
After assigning tasks to the two of them, he looked again at Lancer, who was standing to the side holding his long spear.
"Mr. Lancer, could I please ask you to accompany me to check out the main Orc camp? I imagine those green-skinned Orcs haven't guessed that a human would dare to infiltrate their camp, right?"
"Why not! However, I've observed that there seem to be quite a few human and strangely-raced slaves imprisoned here..."
Lancer naturally wouldn't refuse Lothar's suggestion. After all, since coming to this world, the only person he truly felt he couldn't defeat was Medivh. As for the Orcs, hundreds had died by his hands in this short week, providing him with thousands of points, so he was quite confident in this operation.
"Your eyesight is excellent."
Lothar wasn't surprised that there were strange-raced captives in the Orc camp. After all, according to intelligence, the other party itself came from other 'worlds.' Those strange people were likely captives from another world, right? So Lothar wasn't surprised at all. Instead, he was surprised by Lancer eyesight. After all, they were several kilometers away from the Orc camp, which exceeded a normal person's... no, even a normal archer didn't have such eyesight.
"I just have an ability in that regard. The more crucial question now is how we should conduct the reconnaissance. Should we wait until night?"
"That's right."
Speaking of the serious matter, Lothar naturally nodded with a solemn expression.
Although raiding the camp at night was not an unusual tactic, it was undeniable that during the night, normal creatures, apart from nocturnal animals, would feel fatigued. Even with repeated warnings, this natural instinct could not be completely eliminated, so night was still the best choice.
Garona and Khadgar, on the other hand, said goodbye to the two and turned to leave. After all, there was no need for their work to specifically wait until night.
As the two figures gradually disappeared, Lancer also lay down to rest.
There was still some time until dark, and he and Lothar needed to rest in shifts to conserve their energy. After all, what they planned to do tonight was not simple.
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After putting on the bodysuit 'friendly provided' by Lancer, Lothar felt a bit unaccustomed. After all, wearing clothes of this special material made him feel as if he was wearing nothing at all, but he also knew that this kind of clothing was more suitable for stealth at night.
As for his original armor, sword, and shield? Lancer naturally put them in his 'weapons box.'
In fact, Lancer even joked with him at the time.
'Aren't you afraid I'll steal your weapons?'
'Do you trust your comrade?'
Facing Lancer joke, Lothar smiled and retorted with a question to Lancer. Lancer merely smiled and said nothing in response.
Sometimes, the feelings between people are that strange. Perhaps some people spend all day together yet still feel like strangers, but others become good friends after a short period of time. Not to mention that Lancer had participated in more than a dozen large and small Orc patrol interception battles under Lothar's command, and the two had previously worked together to fight the corrupted Medivh. As Lothar said, why would he not trust his comrade?