Green Monster Epic

Chapter 583: Retention

“Elder! You cannot enter the treasury without the chieftain's seal!”

At Nasir Fortress, Thim, having fled back to the eastern city in a sorry state, went straight to the most heavily guarded tribal treasury within the city lord's mansion.

However, he was stopped by the troll commander guarding the treasury and his guards.

“Get out!!!”

Thim didn't care about any of that at this moment.

With an angry glare, his powerful legendary pressure enveloped the small courtyard, causing every soldier around to feel uneasy, as if carrying an invisible mountain on their backs.

Boom!

Swoosh! Swoosh!

A ball of raging fire and several crystal-clear ice arrows landed at Thim's feet.

From the mage tower towering high in the inner courtyard, a team of troll spellcasters emanated a faint magical aura, staring at Thim with serious expressions, giving him a silent warning.

“The bear goblin leader in the south has already advanced to demigod status.

Maggot Eye was just killed by the bear goblin in the south.

His goal is to annex our Snowme tribe, so I must take away the tribal heritage now, to leave a hope of rebirth for our tribe!”

“Chieftain Yareel is not in the tribe now, so as an elder, I am the tribal leader and have the right to issue reasonable orders according to the rules.”

“Anyone who dares to stop me, don't blame me for being impolite!!!”

Out of fear of the spellcasters, Thim finally explained a few words, his solemn tone accompanied by the raised double blades in his hand.

No one questioned his serious attitude at this moment.

The troll commander Vasca, guarding the treasury, couldn't believe this news.

He turned around and exchanged glances with his companions, finally deciding to stick to his post, raising his spear again and preparing for battle.

“Sorry, Elder Thim, if you want to enter the treasury, please follow the rules.

We at least need the warehouse supervisor to nod in agreement.”

“If you want to force your way in, please step over our corpses.”

Every guard arranged by Yareel to guard the tribal heritage land held absolute loyalty to the tribe and the chieftain.

Even when facing Elder Thim, who was second only to the chieftain in the tribe, they would never back down.

“Damn it!!!”

Thim kept looking back at the sky, looking at the group of tribesmen in front of him with shame and annoyance, hesitating in his heart.

“Never mind! You forced me to do this!”

When he thought that there was still an opponent behind him that he could not defeat, and that he might be on the way, every minute he delayed meant one less chance to escape, Thim gritted his teeth and rushed up with his blades.

Swish! Swish!

The steel blades slashed out two huge wind blades, heading straight for the troll spellcasters who were high above and began to cast spells.

Under their cover, Thim's figure turned into a ghostly shadow, and two lightning-like blades went straight for Vasca's neck.

Clang! Clang clang!

Several spears were thrust out at the same time, forming a steel curtain.

Vasca and his companions cooperated tacitly, blocking Thim's double blades, and the huge impact made a sonorous metallic sound.

The double blades were deflected, and Thim used the feedback force to turn his legs on the ground, his body wrapped with the double blades and slashed out horizontally again.

Clang! Clang!

Three high-level heavy shield warriors who had been supplementing the defense took over the positions of Vasca and the others, blocking the horizontal slash of the double blades.

Thim took advantage of the force on the shield, and the whole person crossed over the heads of the shield warriors, spinning into a hurricane, and pounced on Vasca and the others who had been repelled by his previous slash.

Puff!

Clang! Clang!

Before a troll spearman could prepare, a long gash was cut out of his chest armor, but the remaining companions promptly thrust their spears to protect their companion.

Buzz!

A green halo enveloped the injured troll's body, and the wound, which was deep enough to see the bone, healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, several magic rays either fell on the troll warriors or enveloped Thim's surroundings, and brilliant magical glows of gray, white, or green rose in the field.

… … … …

“Yo, it's really lively down there!”

When Allen arrived at Nasir Fortress with Maggot Eye, who had a haggard face and dim eyes, it was actually not much later than Thim.

When the two of them looked down from the high altitude and saw the eastern district of the fortress flashing with fire and magic, Allen turned his head leisurely and joked with Maggot Eye.

“…”

Maggot Eye still couldn't muster up the energy from the blow.

Half a day ago, he was still the leader of a large tribe, but half a day later, he became a loser who had lost everything.

Looking at the western city scene under his feet, which belonged to the Raven's Claw tribe, Maggot Eye even had the urge to destroy everything, so that Allen's conspiracy would not succeed.

Allen had obviously felt the struggle in Maggot Eye's heart.

He just watched calmly.

If Maggot Eye really didn't know the times and still tried to fight desperately, then Allen wouldn't pity this guy either.

It would be good to slap this jackal into meat paste in front of hundreds of thousands of aborigines to deter the wilderness.

Killing Maggot Eye would at most mean that his plan might encounter many stubborn elements, causing some ripples in the annexation.

But if Maggot Eye could restrain his urge to act and calmly accept all of this, then he would be one step closer to subduing this jackal powerhouse.

“Huh? This guy seems to be running away, let's go down!”

Thim, who was fighting fiercely below, seemed to feel the aura of two powerhouses in the sky.

He actually gave up the treasury gate in front of him, slashed the scarred Vasca with two swishes, and then flew out of the city without looking back.

“Thim, stay and have a good chat!”

Above the sky, Allen fell like a majestic and powerful dragon, and the calm and watery aura enveloped the space where Thim was, and the invisible pressure made Thim's pace slightly stagnant.

“Look, Maggot Eye has already reconciled with me, do you know what it means to run away like this?”

Thim hesitated and raised his head, just in time to meet Maggot Eye's eyes, and a few doubts appeared in his eyes, and his movements slowed down a bit.

“Find a place, let's have a good chat.”

Seeing that Thim finally stopped, Allen smiled kindly and pointed to the city under his feet to let him lead the way.

“Chief!”

Another figure sprang out from the ground, it was Bobbyr, the Raven's Claw elder and Maggot Eye's loyal follower.

After seeing Maggot Eye's sluggish state, he quickly ran behind Maggot Eye, looking at Allen and Thim with hostility.

And on the lower left of Allen and the others, there was also a figure looming, secretly observing everything in the sky, but it was Cole, the priest who was greatly suppressed in the Raven's Claw.

Allen greeted Bobbyr kindly, not caring about the whispers between Maggot Eye and Bobbyr, and the four of them slowly landed in the castle in the eastern district that originally belonged to Chieftain Yareel.

The news that Thim had rebelled and attacked tribal warriors had already spread.

Dozens of commanders and supervisors were gathering in front of the castle, preparing to discuss the next response.

When Allen and the four legendary figures slowly landed, a group of troll leaders looked at each other, not knowing how to treat them.

“Lord, the matter has been settled!”

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, a small figure slowly appeared.

High-level Shadow Walker Corrado made a shadow leap and appeared in front of Allen and the others, bowing to report their achievements in the past few days, and at the same time presenting a roster.

"Very well."

Allen nodded slightly. He wasn't familiar with the goblin before him, but he vaguely remembered seeing him a few times in the tribe. After all, the tribe was growing larger and larger, with new talents emerging. As an old-timer, Allen could no longer recognize the chieftains and supervisors below the tribal elders.

Corrado's figure disappeared from everyone's sight again, but his position was completely clear to Allen and the four legendary powerhouses including Grubeye. The other three showed a bit of interest in their eyes, wondering what exactly was written on the list that the suddenly appearing goblin had handed to Allen. Allen, however, after receiving the list, leisurely turned his gaze to the dozens of trolls in front of the castle, wondering how many of their names were on it!

"Disperse, I have something to discuss with Chieftain Allen and Leader Grubeye!!"

Tim waved his hand, signaling the chieftains in front of the castle to leave. However, after what had happened before, the troll chieftains were clearly a little resistant to this tribal elder. After looking at their surrounding companions, few of them moved.

"Are you not going to leave? Are you trying to become a laughing stock??"

Although Tim appeared weak in front of Allen, he was quite domineering in front of the trolls. He was already full of pent-up anger with nowhere to vent, and now seeing such a lack of cooperation, he roared on the spot, his voice like thunder, full of killing intent.

The dozens of troll chieftains still looked at each other, hesitant. Just as Tim was about to act, a faint voice sounded from beside him: "Go home and wait for news, we old folks really have important things to discuss."

Allen suddenly interjected, and surprisingly, his words were even more effective than Tim's. More than half of the trolls, after hearing Allen's words, although their eyes were still hesitant, their bodies had already begun to move outwards. The remaining chieftains, seeing that everyone else had left, felt the pressure of facing four legendary powerhouses and quickly followed the group, leaving the castle.

Grubeye and Tim's eyes met inadvertently, their hearts sinking again. It seemed that what Allen had told them before might have been partly true, and that some members of their two tribes had indeed been won over and bought off.

With fewer eavesdroppers, the area in front of them was clear. As Tim led Allen and the others to Arial's magnificent castle hall, the topic quickly turned to the main subject.

"...Now that I have stepped into the realm of demigod, I will inevitably need to have more say in the council, but my biggest weakness is the lack of tribal foundation. Although my Greenwood Tribe has developed smoothly in recent years, its overall strength among the Wilderness Tribes is only average. Not to mention those five tribes that have produced demigod-level pillars, even compared to the top twenty tribes, the gap is huge."

"My personal strength can only earn the respect of other powerhouses, but if I want to have the same say in the council as Marvin, Alan, and other veteran demigods, and fight for more benefits for our Northern Wilderness, the current strength of my Greenwood Tribe is not enough."

"In fact, there are benefits to your tribes merging with us. I will allow your two tribes to remain loyal to your clansmen and follow you, achieving a certain degree of autonomy. I will also pay you the benefits of the tribe in Nasir Fortress every year according to the ratio, without delay."

"Hmph, that sounds nice, I guess you're just trying to appease us temporarily. After a long time, won't those guys be won over by you?? Who would be willing to follow a guy with no real power?"

Grubeye braced himself and listened carefully to every word Allen said. Previously, he had been persuaded by Allen's demigod experience and temporarily gave up the idea of resistance, but now that he had returned to his territory and had another helper by his side, his thoughts became active again.

Even if they were no match for Allen, this demigod, if the conditions Allen ultimately offered did not meet his requirements, then he would not give up the preparation to perish together. Even if Allen could forcibly occupy Nasir Fortress and his clansmen, he would only get a mess.

"You can rest assured, this is only temporary. I'm not really saying that I'm going to remove your two tribes from the council. Haven't you always wanted to retake the territory occupied by the Drow?"

"Before, the major tribes in our Northern Wilderness were fighting each other. Although they superficially expressed support for your counterattack, in the end, everyone was just going through the motions. The biggest reason is that we in the Northern Wilderness don't have a core leader and coordinator."

"Now that I have ascended to this summit, with your support, it also means that the future of the Northern Wilderness needs to look at my face and listen to my orders!!"

"When the opportunity is right, I promise you that I will lead the warriors of the Northern Wilderness tribes to march north again, drive the Drow back to the Underdark where they should be, and let you regain your original land!!"

"At that time, I will let you leave and re-establish your tribes. Of course, even if you are independent, you must obey my orders and follow me! !"

"...Then what you promised me before..."

Grubeye's eyes were blurred. After Allen's explanation, he more or less understood Allen's intentions. Although he was still resentful, if he were in Allen's position, he might have done even more ruthlessly. Thinking of this, his resistance was reduced a lot, and he immediately asked the question he was most concerned about.

"Rest assured, I, Allen, never fail to deliver on my words."

Allen replied solemnly, seriously and confidently.

"...But my tribe's chieftain, Arial, is not in the tribe, and my words are useless! !"

The troll Tim looked at Allen in embarrassment and replied.

"Then don't you want to be a leader whose words are effective and respected?"

Allen turned his head and asked alluringly.

"From what I know of Arial, he will never give you too much power until he completely kicks the bucket. He would rather you be his sidekick and foil, serving him."

"This matter, even the leaders of your tribe know, otherwise your orders wouldn't have been..."

Allen 'seduced' him step by step, drawing out the desires in Tim's heart. Although it may not have an immediate effect, the reality was already under Allen's control. He only wanted to be able to retain Tim, this legendary powerhouse, and that would be a very good gain.

Simply annexing the clans of the two tribes was not the most beautiful picture in Allen's ambitions. The large clans were accompanied by a higher probability of legendary seeds being born, but these required a long time to cultivate. To truly increase the strength of the Greenwood Tribe, he still needed existing legendary powerhouses to join.

This was also the important reason why Allen was willing to let Grubeye go at the last moment.