Green Monster Epic

Although merely a military fortress, the prosperity within Pander City far surpassed that of Nauer Fortress under the control of the Green Field Tribe. Perhaps only a few cities in the wilderness, such as Mansa City and White Bone City, which Allen had not yet visited, could compare to the prosperity and bustle of the city before him.

The streets were constantly teeming with people, filled with the voices of shop assistants and small vendors squeezed into alleyways, all hawking their wares. One after another, orcs with blue faces and tusks, speaking in hearty accents, called out enthusiastically, a scene that couldn't help but bring a smile to Allen's face.

No matter where you go, commerce is the undisputed measure of a city's prosperity.

Groups of three to five adventurers of various races, arm in arm, joked and teased each other as they weaved through the alleyways. Their equipment, whether old or tattered, roughly indicated their strength. Besides the relatively few humans in the city, adventurers of other races were not uncommon in this prosperous fortress. Allen even vaguely recognized a familiar face beneath the steel helmet of an earth gnome warrior, seemingly from the Green Field Tribe.

“Your Excellency, the special envoy of my empire will arrive at the fortress tomorrow. I hope to arrange a meeting for you.”

Angus had been accompanying Allen for the past few days, introducing him to the customs and traditions of the fortress, and his hospitality was exceptional. When he suddenly extended this invitation, Allen found it difficult to refuse.

“Actually, I should have personally visited the empire this time and gone to the imperial capital of Orgrimmar to pay my respects to His Majesty Emperor Thorin.”

Allen spoke with a hint of apology, maintaining a humble demeanor: “Now that I can meet with the special envoy, I can express my regret for not being able to go to the imperial capital through him.”

The Orc Empire's fortress was certainly safe, but Allen's biggest problem had not yet been resolved. Therefore, after escaping the pursuit, he had already planned to return to his tribe. However, Angus's warm hospitality had led him to stay in Pander Fortress for more than ten days.

He had not expected that Angus, during the time he was entertaining Allen, would use extraordinary means to send Allen's message to the imperial capital, and that a special envoy would be dispatched in such a short time to reach the fortress.

In the great national war more than a hundred years ago, the Orc Empire unfortunately fell into a disadvantage in the battle against the human coalition. Not only did the army suffer heavy losses, but more than a million square kilometers of land were also seized by the humans.

During the war, the wilderness not only exerted pressure on the human coalition through the centaur grassland front, diverting some of their energy, but also transferred many elite troops and resources south to support the Orc Empire, helping the empire ultimately withstand several waves of the human coalition's high-spirited offensives.

At the same time, in the endless starry sky outside the Fayman plane, the gods of the natural pantheon also stood with the Orc gods, confronting and contending with the human gods. In the end, the human gods, being at a disadvantage, had to issue an oracle to the secular human kingdoms, ceasing the conquest of the Orc Empire.

Because of all this help, the Orc Empire regarded the wilderness and the natural pantheon as their staunch allies. Although the empire's high-level officials sneered at the loose structure of the wilderness alliance, this did not prevent the empire from valuing and treating with courtesy the bear goblin demigod, one of the core pillars of the Mansa Alliance.

Just as the archmages of the Ice and Snow Kingdom were well aware that humans were recuperating and preparing for a comeback, how could the Orc Empire, facing the threat of human civilization directly, not understand what those greedy hairless monkeys in the west were really planning!

Because they understood the ambitions of mankind, the Orc Empire had been training its troops and horses during these years of truce, and the whole country was preparing for the next war.

As the empire's neighbor and foreign aid, the loose system of the Mansa Wilderness was certainly not valued by the Orc commanders and ministers, but the existence of this ally, and the natural pantheon behind them, could still provide a lot of help and share the pressure of the empire.

Therefore, when a demigod leader of the Wilderness Alliance appeared in the empire, it was not surprising that Emperor Thorin sent a special envoy to meet with Allen.

After obtaining Allen's consent, Angus's face beamed with joy, and he immediately instructed people to prepare, leaving Allen to eat his meal under the care of other servants.

The next day, as soon as the sky began to dawn, a constant stream of footsteps echoed in the manor where Allen was staying, making it impossible for Allen to rest.

When he opened the door, catwoman and orc maids who had been waiting for a long time walked in with exquisite utensils, gently and tenderly serving Allen's daily life and washing.

“Your Excellency Allen, you're awake.”

Angus appeared at the right time, greeting Allen warmly, followed by six or seven orc faces dressed in luxurious silk.

“This is the special envoy appointed by His Majesty, Duke Ranjit, one of the nine dukes of the empire.”

Angus stepped aside, and a middle-aged red-haired orc in his fifties came into Allen's view.

“On behalf of His Majesty, I welcome your arrival, Your Excellency Allen.”

The red-haired orc had a fiery aura. Although the official uniform on his body was luxurious, his words were decisive and sonorous, and his style of doing things also had his own characteristics. It seemed that he was also a practical figure with a pragmatic style.

“Thank you.”

Allen smiled slightly.

“And this is the apostle of our Orc guardian, Gruumsh, the Great Shaman Vance of the Sleepless Church.”

“May courage be with you always, noble warrior.”

“Please accept…”

Unexpectedly, in addition to the so-called imperial special envoy, there were also many existences comparable to the imperial special envoy among the envoys who came to meet Allen this time.

This was probably the first time in Allen's life that he felt valued by such a large empire. Although Allen was still very calm in the face of these envoys, the thought of the forces they represented made Allen have to pick up the not-so-familiar Orc etiquette and meet the other party with dignity.

The manor castle's buildings still had a rough, wild style, and the irregular skylights overhead cast colorful light, setting off the grandeur of the hall.

“…This time when I passed by the empire, I should have personally gone to the capital of Orgrimmar to seek an audience with His Majesty Thorin. However, due to time constraints and my own injuries, I gave up this plan. I hope you can explain this to His Majesty for me.”

Since they had made such a big show, Allen couldn't be presumptuous. Taking advantage of the presence of so many envoys, he quickly explained his actions.

“Understood.”

Duke Ranjit, with his fiery red hair and imposing face, nodded slightly: "Angus and the others told me that you faced three human powerhouses alone, one of whom was Lucas, the Deputy Director of the Dawn Empire's Church Tribunal. Your strength and prowess truly make us, these good-for-nothings, envious!!"

Although the Orcs initially didn't know who the human powerhouses were that fought Allen, after more than ten days, with the Orc Empire's massive intelligence system gathering information, they finally identified Lucas and Adler.

However, the more they learned about the humans the Hobgoblin faced, the more the Orcish high-level officials were moved. Coupled with the descriptions from Angus and his party, who had personally experienced Allen's fighting style, the Orc Empire's high-level officials' attitude towards this legendary new demigod of the Mansha Wilderness became more serious.

"It was just to save my life, to seek a glimmer of hope," Allen said, shaking his head self-deprecatingly.

"Because of this, my internal organs were injured, and it took me many days to recover."

"Your Excellency Allen is too modest. We have very detailed information about Lucas's strength. During the war between our two races, this old geezer relied on the powerful destructive force of his fire magic to take the lives of four legendary powerhouses of our race on the battlefield."

The shaman priest named Vance, wearing a set of leather armor embroidered with various complex and mysterious patterns, spoke with some resentment and cold killing intent.

"It's a pity that this old thing has been holed up in the Dawn Empire's Holy See headquarters since the end of the war and hasn't come out. Otherwise, our church would definitely make him pay the price!!"

"However, this time, he brought two other powerhouses from different churches to chase and kill Your Excellency Allen. I wonder if you know why they did this?"

Regarding the pursuit of Allen, the more the Empire's core high-level officials investigated and identified the human targets, the more doubts they had, unable to understand their purpose in dealing with the Hobgoblin demigod in this way.

You should know that in these years since the ceasefire, the humans have learned from their previous arrogant approach of fighting on two fronts and have begun to resolve hatred and use means such as buying people's hearts to win over various races in the wilderness, making the relationship between the two sides tend to ease.

And their ultimate goal is to divide the tribes in the wilderness and reduce the pressure from the wilderness when the final battle with the Orcs comes.

For example, Maven, the demigod assassin in power of the Yucatan tribe, which originally belonged to the neutral camp, has begun to lean towards the human side under the continuous goodwill of human envoys, sending trade caravans, craftsmen to help the Yucatan tribe develop, and so on. At least in the alliance, he will always reject many issues that conflict with humans.

Even the Centaur Three Kings Court, which had fought with humans for decades and was located on the front line between the wilderness and humans, is now experiencing huge differences due to dealing with the relationship with humans.

Under such circumstances, the humans suddenly risked undermining their previous century-old plan to attack Allen, this wilderness demigod. If there was no major stake, the Orcs' talents would definitely not believe that humans would do such a stupid thing.

Of course, based on the extent to which humans are now cultivating the wilderness, even without the assassination of Allen, their relationship with the wilderness is far from reaching the point of dividing the wilderness, but this is, after all, a major plan jointly decided by the human nations and will definitely not be easily shaken.

"I'm still wondering! It seems that besides being a pillar of the alliance demigod, I shouldn't have anything on me that is worthy of a demigod's coveting!"

Allen responded frankly. If the Orcs in front of him could help him solve his doubts, he would be grateful to them, after all, he had been pondering this question for a long time.

"Alright."

Vance thought that Allen was unwilling to answer, so he didn't continue to ask.

"Since hearing that a powerful and promising demigod leader has emerged in the wilderness, His Majesty has always wanted to meet Your Excellency Allen. It's just a pity that the distance between our country's border and your Green Field Tribe is too far. When your tribe held a celebration for you, our envoy was one step late."

"But this time is just right. Taking advantage of Your Excellency's visit to our country as a guest, we have prepared a gift for Your Excellency again, and at the same time, we would like to talk to you about whether there are other opportunities for cooperation between us."

After Vance finished his questioning, Duke Ranjit, as the representative of the Empire's King, brought the topic back and began to talk about the most important purpose of their trip.

The humans want to weaken the wilderness's resistance by means of winning over and dividing the wilderness tribes, while the Orcish high-level officials, who are not lacking in wisdom, will not sit idly by. They are also choosing suitable targets and opportunities in the wilderness to win over the tribes they deem important.

Obviously, Allen, this Hobgoblin demigod, is now very suitable as an investment target for the Empire, helping them to fight for plans and suggestions that are more beneficial to the Orcs in the Mansha Alliance's council and the core circle of the 'Prospects Conference'.

"Your country has already sent congratulatory gifts last time. If I accept another gift this time, it doesn't seem very appropriate, does it?"

Allen declined. Seeing Ranjit beckoning, a capable and strong brown-skinned Orc strode to the empty area of the hall, reaching out and pouring out the items from the dimensional bag.

Thump! Thump! Thump…

Several muffled sounds, and six or seven huge ironwood boxes appeared in front of Allen. Although he didn't know what was inside, Allen believed that it would definitely not be shabby.

"Your Excellency, you are being too polite. Are you looking down on cooperation with our Empire??"

Now that the things have been placed out, Ranjit certainly has no reason to take them back, pretending to be unhappy as he persuaded.

"It's not that…"

Allen wanted to decline, at least he didn't want to accept this gift for no reason, but before he could finish speaking, Vance interrupted him.

"Your Excellency Allen, this gift is just to express our Empire's respect for you and has no other meaning. Just accept it."

"Why don't we talk about our cooperation first?"

Allen finally diverted the topic.

"I'm very curious, my tribe is at least 20,000 miles away from the Empire, what opportunities for cooperation can there be between us?"

"…Since you have said so, then we will be frank."

"With your wisdom, after walking around the human kingdoms, you must have felt the atmosphere of war!!"

"…These guys are still不死贼心 and want to annex our Empire or the territory of the southern wilderness. However, their current plan seems to be to divide and disintegrate the united tribes in your wilderness, causing internal divisions, so that when the flames of war ignite, they cannot…"