Green Monster Epic

Chapter 371: Farewell

Inside the City Lord's mansion in Mansa City, Allen met Declan Bege, the current City Lord, from the 'Pale Night' Kobold tribe for the first time.

The City Lord, whom he previously couldn't even get an audience with, now greeted Allen with a beaming smile and a hint of warmth.

His dark pupils, no larger than broad beans, and the gold-rimmed glasses perched on his long, dog-like nose, gave Declan the appearance of a scholar.

Behind his tall desk, a cabinet filled with thick books further emphasized his erudition.

Books were precious in this world; each one represented unknown knowledge, and knowledge was a profound power that could bring about significant changes to a tribe.

"Welcome, mighty warrior from the Greenwild Plains."

Declan gently adjusted his glasses, his eyes narrowing as he carefully scrutinized the goblin bear who appeared even younger than himself.

The light in his eyes reminded Allen of the erudite mage, Richard.

"Greetings, esteemed City Lord."

Allen nodded slightly in acknowledgment.

"Everyone, this unfamiliar goblin bear is called Allen Wythe, a newly advanced Legend.

I hope you will interact more with him in the future."

While the City Lord was introducing Allen, a troll secretly approached and winked at him; it was Taribo, the tribal elder of the Snowme tribe who had tricked Allen before.

This gathering of a dozen Legends convened in a spacious reception hall.

Around a round table, nearly 6-7 meters wide, sat eight legendary powerhouses from various tribes.

Besides Taribo, Allen only recognized one other person, a jackal with unfriendly eyes.

The jackal's fierce gaze constantly swept over Allen, causing goosebumps to rise on his skin under the chilling stare.

Facing the other's gaze, Allen did not show any weakness and returned an even colder stare.

The other's appearance reminded him of the humiliation he had suffered at his hands.

This jackal was none other than Shaja, the 'Bloodletter' from the Quilla tribe, who had hunted Allen in the Misty Forest maze.

More than a decade had passed, and Shaja's aura of slaughter and brutality remained.

In recent years, he had been recuperating in his tribe and hadn't ventured out until the tribe was forced to send him out this time.

The surrounding Legends greeted Allen one after another.

Although they weren't particularly friendly, they didn't show any malice either; no one would easily offend a Legend.

Allen also cordially engaged in conversation.

Those present were the ruling class of the wilderness.

Regardless of the strength of their tribes, their personal influence was undoubtedly significant.

As a newcomer, if Allen wanted his tribe to advance further, he would inevitably need to develop alliances among these powerhouses in the future.

Their help would reduce the obstacles ahead.

"This time, everyone is a companion heading south.

I have gathered you all here to share some good news."

In such a vast wilderness, the legendary powerhouses who had arrived under strict orders numbered only eight.

The highest level among them was only mid-level Legend; none had even reached the high level.

Therefore, City Lord Declan felt somewhat frustrated.

Although there were still more than a dozen Legend-level powerhouses stationed on the Centaur Grasslands, even adding the eight before him, the number of frontline powerhouses was far fewer than the humans.

Therefore, it was foreseeable that the battles on the Centaur Grasslands would be very difficult in the future.

Of course, various tribes would definitely send reinforcements later, but the final number of Legend-level powerhouses remained unpredictable.

Therefore, the immediate priority was to stabilize these arrived legendary powerhouses and provide enough incentives to move those who hadn't come.

This was the only way to break the current stalemate.

"Knowing that this southward campaign will be arduous, the council, after emergency discussions, has reached an agreement with several pontiffs of the Temple of Nature.

We will offer a total of 20 Legendary Specialization Crystals, 5 Demi-artifacts, 100 inheritances of rare professions, and a large number of mid- to high-level magical equipment and materials as merit rewards for this southward army."

"Among them, the exchange for legendary inheritances has been lowered by one level.

As long as you accumulate 25,000 merits, you can exchange for one inheritance until all 20 inheritances have been exchanged."

"Of course, with the reduction in the merit value for exchange, there will also be other changes, namely, the merits of Legend-level powerhouses and the merits of tribal armies will be calculated separately."

"And there is also…"

Allen listened intently to the other related content, but quickly dismissed it from his mind.

Those were all unimportant trivialities; his entire mind had already been captivated by what Declan had said earlier.

If he could earn another sum of merits in this southward campaign and exchange it for a legendary inheritance, then Allen's trip would be worthwhile.

Judging from the inheritance that the Oak Church had given him before, the effect of legendary-level specializations on legendary powerhouses was far greater than those of ordinary specializations.

According to Master Oscar, the Mansa Council would compensate him for participating in this southward operation.

The compensation of 5,000 merits gave Allen a few more opportunities for exchange at the starting point than others, but his foundation and skills were probably weaker than those of his surrounding colleagues, so he would need to work harder to fight for it.

Sneaking a glance at the surrounding Legends, although they weren't as excited as Allen after hearing Declan's announcement, there was still a hint of greedy desire in their eyes.

The major tribes had accumulated many inheritances, but there were also many advanced professions in the Ferman world.

Those rare advanced Legends who wanted to obtain the corresponding legendary inheritance would also have to rely on chance.

Their tribe might not have collected the specializations suitable for each other.

Moreover, in addition to the hundreds of common legendary specializations, there were nearly a hundred profession-specific ones.

With so many specializations, even the wealthy human kingdoms probably wouldn't dare to say that their specialization inheritances were complete, let alone the tribes in the wilderness, whose foundations were inherently inferior to the four major civilizations.

Who would complain about having too many inheritances in their tribe?

The news quickly spread.

After leaving the Mansa City Lord's mansion, Allen went to find Roberta and her group, who had come from the village, to see if their noodle restaurant in Mansa City was doing well.

Now that the four noodle restaurants near Thornburg were closed, the Greenwild tribe had to work hard in the wilderness to open up a stable source of income.

Before coming, Allen had mentioned to Shael and the others that after they had rested enough, they should visit Bourne City, the town of the Snowme tribe in the Cato Mountains, to see if there was an opportunity to open a noodle restaurant there as well.

Since the Snowme tribe had conscripted fifty warriors from his tribe, Allen, with his dislike of being taken advantage of, would have to get something back from them, even if the benefits weren't significant.

As long as it could bring benefits, Allen was willing to try.

Roberta's noodle restaurant wasn't hard to find.

He simply asked a local resident in the city, and they pointed him in the right direction, of course, Allen also paid a 1 copper coin fee for directions; wilderness relationships were so indifferent.

"Welcome, what would you like… Ah! Chieftain!"

A diligent gnome woman was busy cleaning the tables and chairs after the customers had left when she looked up and saw Allen's familiar face.

With a somewhat astonished expression, she nervously greeted Allen.

"Sister Ava, thank you for your hard work!"

Allen smiled kindly.

Many of the helpers Roberta had brought were people Allen knew.

After all, most of the tribesmen who learned to cook had to be guided by Allen in his spare time; who made Allen the best cook in the village?

"Chieftain… I, I'll go call Supervisor Roberta!"

This gnome, Ava, was still a little nervous.

She didn't know why Allen had come, perhaps like the inspection of the Thornburg noodle restaurant, the chieftain was here to check the accounts to see if they had embezzled anything?

Such a big matter was beyond Ava's ability to handle, so she could only sneak into the back kitchen to find Supervisor Roberta, who was helping out.

"…"

Allen was speechless.

Ava had been out for two years, how could she still be so flustered and have made so little progress?

"Chieftain, why are you here?"

Roberta, with some flour on her face, came from the back kitchen.

Seeing Allen, a gleam flashed in her eyes.

From the other's expression, Allen could roughly judge that the store's business wasn't bad.

"I was called here by the City Lord's mansion this time, and I have to go south to the Centaur Grasslands to fight in a few days, so I came to see you guys by the way."

Allen and Roberta were also acquaintances.

At least Roberta did one thing better than other tribesmen, that was, when facing Allen, the chieftain, she could still speak to Allen calmly and equally.

This was also thanks to the teachings of the elder Philok; people who had seen the world were ultimately better than the tribesmen from small families.

"How is it going? How many stores have you opened? How are the business profits?…"

Looking at the coming and going, Allen actually knew that many of his questions were probably unnecessary, but there was no way.

After Thornburg was forced to close, the village's income would depend on Mansa City, otherwise, the tribe's quality of life would decline, not to mention that cooperation with the illegal slave-catching group would probably be suspended.

"It's okay.

This store is the second one we opened, and I'm preparing to find a suitable place to open a new one recently…"

While Roberta was reporting the situation to Allen, she led Allen into the small courtyard behind the store, brought him into a study, and took out a few stacks of account books for Allen to inspect.

Allen casually flipped through a few pages, focused on the final income situation, and pushed the account books back.

"Sister Roberta, there's nothing to hide from you and me.

In the future, the source of thorns for our village will probably depend on you guys.

The stores near Thornburg were forced to close due to the sudden betrayal of the elves, and Shael and his group have returned to the village."

"Ah? When did this happen?"

Roberta was naturally very surprised and quickly continued to ask.

Only after Allen told her about the recent events in detail did she make a firm guarantee to Allen with a determined expression: "Chieftain, don't worry, I will definitely manage the stores in Mansa City well and strive to open more branches."

Compared to Xia Er, Roberta had lived in the village for quite some time. Over the course of four or five years, she had developed feelings for many of the villagers. Living in a village that was basically all goblins, the freedom and comfort she felt in her heart were something she couldn't experience in the outside civilized world, where people looked down on others.

Therefore, Roberta had developed a sense of belonging to the Green Field Tribe and genuinely hoped that the village would get better and better.

"I'm relieved to hear you say that."

Allen nodded lightly, gave Roberta a grateful and encouraging smile, and then left.

What was the point of staying in the store if he wasn't leaving? He was staying in the small courtyard arranged by the City Lord's Mansion, surrounded by legendary powerhouses. Even if he couldn't get close to them, he could at least become a familiar face. Of course, Allen also wanted to catch up with his old friends Richard and the others, and also visit Old Man Levi at the Craftsman's Workshop in the west of the city to see if there was any suitable armor.

Speaking of which, it was a tragedy that Allen, now a legend, had nothing of value on him except for the dimensional bag and the crude, long, wide Bone Splitter on his back. The set of armor he was currently wearing was just a set of iron armor that the Manduli couple had modified from some unlucky demon or devil. The defense was good, but Allen always felt that it was a bit cumbersome and inconvenient for him to move.

Compared to other berserkers, Allen, in addition to having a good advantage in strength, was also not bad in speed. He could basically keep up with the movements of a sword dancer with a talent for speed, so he wouldn't suffer too much.

Countless battles had made Allen understand his advantages, so he didn't plan to give up this advantage in speed.

After spending some time inquiring about Richard's whereabouts, Allen finally learned from Kaiya that Richard had already returned south to his homeland.

With the Wilderness Allied Forces, led by the avatar of Lord Sylvanas, destroying the Gate of Hell, annihilating the main force of the demon army, and disrupting the Nine Hells Lord's plan to descend, humanity also launched a counterattack at the same time, directly recovering most of the territory of the fallen Spring Country.

Before, when the old Spring Country troops were still holding on, the Human Allied Forces didn't seem to be very active, but when the battle situation became clear, and the Wilderness Allied Forces didn't even have time to clean up the battlefield, the Human Allied Forces, under the command of Earl Rufus of the Lionheart Kingdom, advanced eastward from Lionheart City and quickly occupied most of the territory of the Spring Country.

At that time, in order to avoid friction with the Human Allied Forces, Noding, the commander of the Oak Knights, temporarily took over the command of the Wilderness Remnant Army and immediately made the decision to retreat, actively giving up the battle results of pursuing demons and cleaning up the battlefield in Mingxi City, and leading the remaining army back to the Centaur Grassland.

The final result was that the territory of the Spring Country was completely taken over by the Lionheart Kingdom, and the Wilderness Army didn't get any benefits, but lost nearly 200,000 troops, as well as the slumber of Lord Sylvanas, the core god of the nature pantheon.

Although the Spring Country was still in chaos, and countless remnants of demons scattered in the barren lands of the Spring Country were still fighting with the human army, the road to return south to the Ice and Snow Country had been opened, so Richard had returned to his hometown several months ago.

"What a pity, if you had come two months earlier, you two might have been able to meet again."

Kaiya was still living the life of an adventurer in Mansha City with Alba as her partner. Life was comfortable, especially since the wilderness situation was chaotic now! And the more chaotic the situation, the more favorable it was for adventurers to survive. Compared to the past, they had many more tasks to choose from, and the rewards had also increased a lot.

"That's right, that's right! !"

Alba was especially happy to see Allen because he knew that he would have a feast when Allen came.

"How long are you planning to stay in Mansha City this time? Are you interested in taking on a few suitable tasks together?"

Kaiya was also very happy. It was rare that she could meet Allen, this good-natured bear goblin friend, when she was planning to go home. It was fitting that they would say goodbye with an adventure journey, just like when they first met.

In two years, Kaiya would be forty years old. If nothing unexpected happened, she would have no way to find her own path to legend. At that time, she would have to consider her future and return to her hometown to find a suitable partner to live out the rest of her life.

Generally, humanoid males (except elves) can still work hard until about 45 years old, at which time their bodies will gradually decline, cutting off the opportunity to advance to legend; while women, because their appearance begins to decline after 45, need to prepare for marriage in advance, otherwise they may end up alone.

In this regard, women are indeed at a disadvantage compared to men, which is also an important reason why there are fewer women than men among legendary powerhouses.

"Sorry, I can't stay in Mansha City for a few days. In a few days, I have to go south to the Centaur Grassland."

Allen shook his head and rejected Kaiya's proposal.

"Oh, is that so! That's a pity."

Kaiya was a little regretful. It seemed that their fate was probably over. With a heavy heart, she casually asked, "Are you leading your tribe's warriors to battle this time?"

The war between the wilderness and humans was not a secret. As a human, Kaiya had received a lot of cold looks and hostility in Mansha City these days because of her race, which was also one of the reasons why she wanted to return to her hometown.

"No, this time our tribe is only sending me to battle! !"

Allen continued to shake his head. In front of acquaintances like Kaiya and the others, he was embarrassed to reveal the fact that he had advanced to legend, lest the other party feel a bit of awe and estrangement in their hearts.

He didn't have many friends to begin with, and Kaiya and Alba should be considered friends, so Allen didn't want to lose even these two friends.

"Oh, is that so! ! Why don't we take advantage of the fact that we don't have anything to do today and buy some ingredients and have a gathering at our small courtyard, both as a farewell party for you and as a farewell banquet between us."

A faint sadness flowed in Kaiya's eyes for this short-lived relationship.

"Perhaps by the time you return to Mansha City next time, I will have already embarked on my journey home."

"Ah? ? Are you going back to your hometown? ?"

Allen was a little surprised to hear this, but he quickly understood and understood the other party's intentions.

"That's great, let's go buy some ingredients now and have a gathering together."

"Okay, okay, okay! !"

Alba grinned, not showing any signs of sadness because Kaiya was about to leave.

Kaiya still lived in her small courtyard. The original owner who lived on the other side had also moved out because Alba wanted to rent it, leaving only Kaiya and Alba living in the huge courtyard.

The courtyard lacked the clutter of daily life and had many heavy stone locks and barbells, which Allen estimated were mostly Alba's usual training equipment.

They bought a lot of ingredients. Since it was a farewell banquet, Allen didn't mind making the dishes for this banquet more lavish, so that Alba, who was eagerly helping Allen, had a few more gleams in his eyes every time a dish came out, and saliva almost dripped down his chin.

"How can a farewell be without fine wine? I happen to have a bottle of rum from my hometown that I've treasured, the taste is definitely strong enough! !"

Kaiya mysteriously took out a hoe, dug in a corner of the small courtyard for a long time, and dug out a pottery jar sealed up, and gently smashed it to reveal a glass bottle with an amber color inside.

"You guys try it too. Although this wine is strong, it is definitely more flavorful than those sparkling wines and wines in taverns. This is the wine that we adventurers should drink! !"

As Kaiya said, she opened the oak stopper of the seal, and suddenly a breath of alcohol came to her face, blending with the taste of the dishes on the table, with a unique flavor.

"I wish you a complete victory in this trip south! !"

Kaiya poured a glass of rum for each person, stood up and sincerely wished Allen: "Although I am of human origin, I also think that the rulers of our human countries are a bit shameless in this war! !"

"Thank you! !"

Allen nodded slightly. There were many wilderness races, and countless tribes had feuds with each other. If he were to hate a race because of this, then all the faces around him would probably be unable to communicate normally.

"I also wish you a safe return to your hometown, find a suitable partner, and live a happy life."

"Hehe hehe! !"

Alba touched his head honestly, just slightly raised the glass in his hand, and drank a glass of fine wine in one gulp.

"Hic! !"

A satisfied burp came from Alba's mouth, and a few more expressions of intoxication appeared on his fat face. It seemed that this rum was indeed a fine wine.

Allen and Kaiya smiled at each other, then gently touched their glasses and drank the fine wine in their glasses in one gulp.

Next, it was naturally a time of exchanging cups and making toasts. Alba ate heartily, while Allen and Kaiya occasionally recalled the various adventures they had together and the scenes of their meeting. They chatted well, until a deep sleepiness gradually hit their minds. Allen's eyes were blurred, and he intuitively felt that the figure in front of him seemed to have been enchanted, with several more clones.

Pa Da! !

With a blur in his mind, Allen's bear head hit the table directly, and he fell into a deep sleep. On the other side, Alba, who had drunk the most and eaten the most, fell into a deep sleep one step ahead of Allen, snoring constantly from the corner of his mouth.

"Allen? ?"

"Alba? ?"

Kaiya, who was originally also blurred and slightly drunk, gradually woke up, shaking Allen and Alba's bodies, and gently calling out, until she confirmed that Allen and the two of them were indeed drunk.

"I'm sorry, I didn't actually want this to happen, I hope you don't blame me! !"

Without the sincere look in her eyes as before when she was with Allen, Kaiya's eyes were now filled with more deep apology and sadness, but she immediately suppressed it rationally, and a sharp dagger flashing with cold light appeared directly in her hand!