Green Monster Epic

“Chief Alan, they are just looking to discuss things with you. Why not hear out their conditions first?”

Facing Alan's icy gaze, Kirill hurriedly tried to mediate.

“Rest assured, with the Temple here, we will definitely not let you be put in a difficult position!!”

Alan felt a sense of frustration rising within him. Struggling to survive from a young age, and then striving to strengthen his clan after becoming stronger, Alan couldn't remember how much grievance and difficulty he had experienced in the process.

He had thought that with his efforts, the clan had developed a force to be reckoned with in the wilderness, and with Eric's strong assistance, it was time to stand tall. But now, this sudden blow made him feel indescribably uncomfortable.

The Drow's demands, from their current situation, were indeed a helpless move, worthy of sympathy in the eyes of others. But for Alan, one of the parties involved, it was unacceptable.

The reason was simple: the Drow wanted to stay in the Greenwild Plains for a period of time after crossing the Tagun Desert, to allow the Drow children, who made up a significant proportion of the group, to rest.

The reason they insisted on taking these Drow children away was partly due to the kind nature of Ted and his followers of the Dark Maiden, but also for the future development of their group.

The personalities of adult Drow were already set. Even if a very small number of Drow might change their nature due to some profound events, the vast majority of adult Drow could not achieve the various ideals required by Lady Eilistraee.

Only these children, who had not yet experienced the world and had the opportunity to reshape their personalities and values, were the future companions of Ted and his group.

As close relatives of the elves, the Drow, although their world was full of lewd habits, were still as difficult to reproduce as the elves. If they wanted to rely on Ted and his group of adult Drow to reproduce on their own, who knew how long it would take to breed a group of descendants who could inherit their legacy!

This was also the curse borne by long-lived races.

“Chief Alan, the settlement we need doesn't need to be too big, just a place for the children in our group to recuperate.”

Ted's eyes were sincere, with a hint of apology.

“But rest assured, Chief Alan, we will follow the practices of the civilized world and give your tribe the necessary compensation, as a thank you for disturbing you during this time.”

“And, I guarantee!!”

“As long as our children have rested enough, we will leave your place and go to the residence arranged for us by the Temple…”

“…I am willing to sign a contract with Chief Alan under the witness of Lord Kirill to prove our sincerity.”

It could be seen that Ted and the others had not come up with the idea on a whim, but had been thinking about these issues since they began to retreat. Otherwise, they would never have considered things so comprehensively.

“Well, I can represent the Temple as a witness for both of you, supervise your fulfillment of the agreement in the future, and impose sanctions on the party that violates the agreement.”

At this time, Kirill also expressed his attitude and position, looking at Alan with expectant eyes, while puffing out his chest.

“…”

Alan remained unmoved. The icy aura emanating from the depths of his body could not be dispelled even in this hot desert.

For the Greenwild Tribe, the Greenwild Plains was a matter of life and death for their tribe. From the impoverished land where dozens or hundreds of small tribes once lived together, to the existence of only a dozen or so tribes led by the Greenwild Tribe today, the reason was both simple and cruel.

The Greenwild Tribe would inevitably continue to prosper in the future. This was an indisputable fact because of his existence, Alan. The prosperity of the tribe also meant that the tribe needed more land and more resources to support their growing number of clansmen.

Starting from the Burial Mound where the Greenwild Tribe had lived for generations, then migrating to the better environment of Green Lake, and finally renovating Raging Tides Bay as a settlement, the surge in the tribe's population also proportionally increased the demand for territory.

The environment of the Greenwild Plains was not as good as the central area of the wilderness. There was only the Turbidwater Creek flowing from the Kator Mountains as a water source, and only the land around this water source was relatively fertile and suitable for cultivation. Apart from this Mother River, the surrounding vast plain area did not actually provide much in the way of prey or food.

Limited resources were extremely precious. Although Alan had not yet completely occupied these habitable areas, it did not mean that Alan would be willing to see these settlements fall into the hands of other wilderness tribes.

Therefore, in recent years, the Greenwild Tribe had been constantly expanding outwards, constantly annexing and suppressing the surrounding wilderness natives. In addition to the demand for labor in various mines, it was also Alan's foresight and early expansion plan.

In the wilderness, the clansmen of large tribes did not all live in one place, but radiated countless small and medium-sized settlements along the central city and settlement where the tribe leader was located, in order to reduce the pressure on the main city.

Establishing settlements naturally required vast territory, plus those weak existences that depended on powerful tribes for survival. Therefore, generally speaking, the distance between each powerful tribe was at least several hundred or thousands of miles.

“Other things are easy to discuss, but it is impossible to let you settle in my Greenwild Plains!!!”

Alan's attitude was firm, and he did not waver because of the various favorable conditions offered by the other party. He did not dare to risk the invasion of the plains by other tribes to agree to the other party's request.

“Alan!!!!”

Kirill's face gradually became stiff, and his tone also became deep.

“We have already said that we are only temporarily resting in the Greenwild Plains for a period of time, at most, no more than a year!”

“…Yes, just one year!”

Ted and Lydia were first stunned, and then echoed in unison.

There was no way, the Temple also had its difficulties. The Drow's reputation and legends made it not an easy task to find a suitable area to settle and live in the wilderness. For this inherently chaotic, brutal, and restless race, any tribe that was their neighbor would probably feel uneasy in their hearts.

The Oak Camp's power was already constantly shrinking. Although it had gradually stopped its decline, the law of the jungle in the wilderness tribes could not guarantee how much reverence they still retained for the declining Oak Church.

As for the Ranger Church and the New Sprouts Church, their spheres of influence were mostly in the central area of ​​Mansa. This time, the settlement arranged for Ted and his group of Drow was placed in the Mansa Plain. Unfortunately, with the situation of Ted's group of Drow, it was definitely a challenging thing to safely migrate to the Mansa Plain.

The performance of the Drow teenagers was indeed amazing. They hardly cried or made noise along the way. However, they were at the time of their body's growth. If they excessively ravaged their bodies and made them rush, it would definitely leave a big hidden danger for their future growth.

On the northern border, the members of the two newly attached tribes, Snowmane and Raven's Claw, had lost their original territories, and coupled with their hatred for the Drow themselves, they were unlikely to take care of this group of Drow. The goblins of Aginaga, although they had not completely broken with the Oak Church on the surface, it was impossible for them to take in this group of Drow.

The other major tribes, for the sake of the several great temples, might not make things difficult for this group of Drow, but if they wanted them to settle around them, it was not guaranteed that this group of Drow might suddenly disappear completely one day, and there would be no trace of their existence.

After counting, the remote Greenwild Plains was the most suitable place for Ted and his group of Drow to stay temporarily.

How to say, Alan and his tribe had a very close relationship with the Oak Church. It was impossible not to give face to the Oak Church, right? Moreover, the Tagun Desert was a natural chasm in front of them, which almost cut off the possibility of the Drow army coming to crusade against Ted and his group of traitors. Settling down here would not have to worry about being troubled by the Drow.

The Greenwild Tribe itself was also very powerful, with two legends in charge, and 30,000 clansmen full of vitality and fighting spirit. With the addition of the two legends, Ted and Lydia, unless the Drow high-level officials who invaded the wilderness had problems with their brains, it was impossible to send their strong men to attack Ted and other Drow.

Along the way, Ted, Kirill, and others constantly discussed and debated, weighing the pros and cons, and finally made the decision in front of them, and naturally would not easily back down.

“Sorry, I refuse!!!!”

The Bonecleaver suddenly appeared in Alan's right hand as he spoke. He gently placed the sword on the sand, and Alan's heart was fearless.