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#195 - Philip's Thoughts

Chapter 194: Philip's Little Schemes

After seeing off Bonesplitter, Philip returned to Allen's side and softly asked, his voice near Allen's pointed ear, "Should we bring back that orc, Saru?"

Allen turned his head, looking at Philip with incomprehension.

"Master, you've already agreed to peaceful coexistence with those kobolds at Bonesplitter's request. Isn't it unnecessary for us to provoke them any further?"

Philip hurriedly explained, as if during Bonesplitter's mention of the contract, Allen had intentionally or unintentionally glanced at him, causing Philip, who was always cautious in Allen's presence, to reflect on whether Allen had noticed his previous little schemes.

"I did agree to peaceful coexistence with him, but before I sent Saru to assassinate him, I didn't discuss peace with Bonesplitter. Moreover, Bonesplitter has repeatedly caused trouble for me and my tribe. When I returned, Thunder Town still had two missions related to me, which he didn't address. If I can't teach him a lesson, how can I swallow this anger?"

"If Saru succeeds in the assassination, then my contract with Bonesplitter will end there. The day Honeysuckle and A'Xiao recover will be the day my Greenwild Tribe flattens his Bonesplitter Tribe. If Saru fails, then I will coexist peacefully with Bonesplitter, waiting for him to die of old age before I vent this anger."

"Anyway, I'm not afraid of Bonesplitter turning against me now. I admit he is indeed strong, capable of killing Boulder, a strongman I couldn't defeat, indicating that his strength is still unfathomable. However, I don't think he has the confidence to completely break ties with me, otherwise, he wouldn't have made this trip."

"After all, this contract signed with our true names is not so easily broken. Bonesplitter can't afford the consequences of destroying the contract, and neither can I, at least not now."

Allen was full of confidence, watching the disappearing figures on the horizon, anticipating good news from Saru.

"Oh, then I'll go down first."

Philip listened to Allen's reply, suddenly understanding, then requested instructions from Allen. After receiving Allen's approval, he turned and walked towards the village.

Philip was feeling uneasy and uncomfortable. His thinking was clearly starting to lag behind Allen, this clever hobgoblin. Moreover, he didn't know if it was his imagination, but during Allen's absence, the two tribe leaders, Honeysuckle and A'Xiao, looked at him with the same strange gaze he used to give Pava'ao and the others.

Adding to Allen's meaningful glance earlier, Philip felt extremely uneasy. He was now regretting that he shouldn't have played those little tricks, intentionally revealing so many exploitable loopholes when Allen asked him to help draft the contract with the Bonesplitter Tribe.

That's right, Philip had held back when offering advice to Allen. When helping Allen draft the contract, he was still thinking about finding an opportunity to escape the Greenwild Tribe. Even now, Philip hadn't dismissed this idea. Therefore, Philip intentionally made the contract terms very simple, so that as long as Bonesplitter was clever, he could easily find a way to maintain the contract's validity while disrupting life in the Greenwild Tribe.

Philip did this, thinking that he could take the opportunity to escape this barbaric and ignorant wilderness when Greenlake Village was secretly harassed by Bonesplitter's means.

However, he had oversimplified things. With his current status, escaping Greenlake Village wouldn't require much effort to succeed. Instead, after escaping the wilderness, how would he cross the vast wilderness and return to the civilized world he once inhabited? The various beasts turned in daily by the goblin hunting teams, especially the carnivorous ones, Philip, with his mere level 4 warrior's small frame, couldn't handle alone, let alone those powerful beasts that even Allen might not be able to resist!

The longer he stayed in Greenlake Village, the more he understood, the more Philip felt despair about his idea of escaping Greenlake Village. In addition, Allen's attitude towards him was indeed good now. Seeing Greenlake Village gradually become stronger in his hands, the sense of satisfaction was something that the manor owner Philip, who only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun, had never experienced, which also made Philip hesitate about escaping Greenlake Village.

But now it seems that his position in the village is not as stable as he previously thought. His dying heart of escape has rekindled.

Of course, it's too early to talk about escape now, and Philip wasn't too worried. He still had some value that Allen needed, even if he was already somewhat unable to keep up with Allen's pace of progress.

Thinking of this, Philip felt very heavy-hearted, then forced himself to cheer up and go discuss with Camellia what matters needed his attention today.

At this time, it wasn't just Philip who was feeling heavy-hearted, but also Bonesplitter, who had led his tribesmen to Greenlake Village but didn't even receive a meal from Allen.

Bonesplitter's mood was heavy, causing his emotions to become low, which in turn affected Mier, who had protected him on his trip to Greenlake Village, and who didn't dare say a word and closely followed behind Bonesplitter.

As he grew older, Bonesplitter rarely left the village. In the past month or so, he had repeatedly left the village to move around, and he was surprised to find that the Greenwild Plains had changed greatly. The biggest change was naturally the place called Greenlake Village. He had only taken a rough glance, but the harvest was substantial. In particular, using the Eagle Eye spell pre-cast on his body in Greenlake Village, he saw two figures in the northwest corner of the village, which made Bonesplitter feel anxious.

Those were two dwarves with similar builds to hobgoblins, but compared to the hobgoblins' weak bodies, these two dwarves were much stronger. The gray-white sleeveless cloth clothes revealed blocks of muscles, with no trace of fat. At the jaw of one of the dwarves, a large bundle of gray-white beard was tied into small braids, swaying with the dwarf's movements. This was almost identical to the dwarves Bonesplitter had encountered during his adventures in his early years. The only difference was that the dwarves' skin was bronze, healthy and full of sunshine, while the two dwarves living in Greenlake Village under Bonesplitter's Eagle Eye were gray-white like their fur, even their eyes were like that.

Immediately, Bonesplitter thought of a race he had heard of during his adventures -- the gray dwarves, said to live in the abyss with the dark elves. If these two figures were really gray dwarves, and the things Bonesplitter had heard were true, then it meant that before long, the strength of the Greenwild Tribe would probably increase by a large margin.

Because the dwarf race is said to be the race in this world that is most adept at forging tools, and even the art of forging is within the scope of the dwarf deity's authority.

In this way, the Greenwild Tribe's troublesome crude weapons, those of the greenskins, would probably become history. The Greenwild Plains would welcome another tribe capable of independently manufacturing weapons, and even possibly more sophisticated than the tools manufactured by the Bonesplitter Tribe.

Thinking of these things, how could Bonesplitter's mood be good!

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