Reincarnated with a lucky draw system - Chapter 322

Chapter 322: CONQUEST AND BATTLE I
Void sat within an inn, sipping coffee with refined movement.

The steam rose in lazy curls from the dark brew, carrying the rich, earthy aroma that filled the cozy, dimly lit space, wooden beams creaking softly overhead.

With him were Isobel and Michael, sitting at the table clueless on the reason they were at an inn when they should be conquering the galaxy.

The wooden chairs groaned under their weight, the flicker of candlelight dancing across their faces, casting long shadows that mirrored their growing impatience.

“Come on, man. We should be enjoying the thrill of battle. We should already be conquering this galaxy. Not be in an inn having a sip of coffee,” Michael tried to reason with Void, impatience for battle settling in his heart.

His fingers drummed on the scarred tabletop, the rhythm betraying the restless energy coiling in his muscles, eyes flicking toward the door with barely contained eagerness.

“And we are doing just that. You just have to exercise patience and relax your mind,” Void affirmed, his voice smooth and unhurried, taking another measured sip, the liquid warm against his tongue as he savored the subtle bitterness.

“What do you mean? All we have been doing is relaxing and sipping some coffee,” Michael asked in confusion, leaning forward, the chair scraping against the worn floorboards, his brow furrowing in the soft glow.

“The strongest being in this nebula resides within this very coffee shop. He is a bit busy with pleasure. Except you want to stop a man in the middle of his business, then be my guest,” Void replied, a faint amusement glinting in his eyes, the inn’s murmur of low conversations and clinking mugs providing a deceptive veil of normalcy.

“That won’t be necessary. I’m a very patient man and won’t mind him finishing what he started. There’s no honour in stopping a man while he is in the middle of some business, ” Michael replied after hearing Void’s words, settling back with a reluctant huff, the tension in his shoulders easing slightly as he glanced toward the creaking stairs.

“Urgh. That was refreshing. I always knew you guys were the best,” a loud voice could be heard going downstairs.

The words boomed with satisfied finality, footsteps thudding heavily on the steps, shaking faint dust from the rafters.

The voice belonged to an elemental orc. The massive figure descended into view, his green skin rippling with latent power, tusks glinting in the lantern light.

The orc was larger in size than that of normal orcs, his frame broad and imposing, muscles corded like ancient roots under taut hide, the air around him humming faintly with elemental charge.

He had a great sword strapped to his back, the hilt protruding like a jagged spine, its blade etched with runes that pulsed with subdued fire.

By his sides were two ladies, caressing his muscles affectionately and in a teasing manner.

Their fingers traced the ridges of his arms with playful scratches, laughter bubbling from their lips, the scent of perfume mingling with the orc’s earthy musk.

“Is that our guy?” Michael asked, staring at the orc with intrigue, his posture shifting subtly, hand inching toward his weapon as curiosity sharpened his gaze.

“He is. The strongest being within the nearest thousand nebulas,” Void explained, setting his cup down with a soft clink, the ceramic warm against the wood.

“How did you know that much already?” Michael asked with surprise, his voice dropping to a whisper, eyes widening at the depth of Void’s insight.

“Even the blood can speak if you listen attentively,” Void answered, slowly rising to his feet.

The chair pushed back with a scrape, his movements fluid and deliberate, shadows lengthening as he straightened to his full height.

“The both of you have the special task of holding back his underlings while I deal with. Ensure there will be no interference from them when I’m dealing with him,” Void instructed, moving toward the elemental orc.

His steps were measured, parting the inn’s patrons like mist, the air growing thicker with unspoken tension.

“Let’s have some friendly chat, shall we? I have much to discuss with you,” Void requested from the elemental orc, his tone polite yet edged with steel, stopping just within arm’s reach.

“And who the hell are you?” the elemental orc asked, sizing up Void.

His eyes narrowed, appraising the intruder with a sweep that lingered on Void’s poised stance, a low growl rumbling in his chest.

“A conqueror. One here to conquer this galaxy,” Void replied swiftly, his words landing like a gauntlet thrown, unflinching under the orc’s glare.

“Hah. Quite the boastful and delusional man you are. Perhaps you are the conqueror of stupidity,” the elemental orc mocked Void, laughing as loudly as he could.

The guffaw shook the tables, drawing startled glances from nearby patrons, his belly heaving with mirth that didn’t reach his eyes.

“I will offer you this one chance to join our cause and pledge your loyalty. Or meet your end remaining a fool.” Void’s voice remained even, the offer hanging in the suddenly hushed room, the weight of it pressing against the orc’s bravado.

The smile on the elemental orc’s face was wiped off after the words of Void.

His expression hardened, tusks grinding as fury ignited in his gaze.

“What did you just call me?” the elemental orc asked, the aura of a one-star Quadrant slowly being released by the elemental orc.

The power unfurled like a storm front, cracking the air with elemental static, mugs rattling on shelves as pressure built.

“A fool if you continue to act foolishly and not heed my warning,” Void emphasized on the foolishness again, his own presence steady, unyielding, a subtle ripple of blood-red energy coiling at his feet.

“You bastard!” the elemental orc cried in anger, throwing a fist toward Void, barely restraining his strength in order to not destroy the inn.

The punch sliced through the air with restrained thunder, knuckles cracking like splitting wood, the floorboards groaning under the force.

“If you begin to have just even a sliver of belief you can hold your punch against me, you will fall quicker than you should,” Void warned, his voice a calm thread amid the rising chaos.