Green Monster Epic

The interior decorations of most Natural Church temples tend to favor earth tones as a background, which can look a bit dated. Even the core inner sanctum, where the church's higher-ups gather to discuss important matters, is similarly old-fashioned, resembling a desert under the glow of fluorite.

At this moment, six or seven figures of different races were sparsely seated around a wide and long council table in the inner sanctum, each positioned on either side of the table. At the head of the table, in the most honored seat, sat an elderly, white-haired man wearing a crown of thorns, his head bowed. His chair was crafted from a single piece of white oak, with a natural scene carved into the backrest.

"Ahem!!"

"Speak, what is so important that it requires this old bone to preside over this meeting?"

The bishops and elders below, dressed in yellow-brown robes and wearing jeweled miters, exchanged glances. Finally, Pope Quentin, who had been resting with his eyes closed in the oak chair, opened his seemingly cloudy eyes, slowly spoke, and cast his gaze upon these influential figures of the church.

"Your Holiness, the goblins monitoring Greenwild Castle report that the bear goblin demigod Alan quietly returned to the castle an hour ago."

"What?? Could it be that Kurt and the others failed in their mission?"

"Or is this bear goblin too vigilant and detected Kurt's and the others' presence?"

The Hearing Court is an intelligence agency under the Natural Church. Bishop Miguel, the head of the court, began his report with a hint of worry in his tone after hearing the Pope's inquiry.

Before he could finish a complete sentence and continue his account, the other colleagues around him were shocked and interrupted him.

"Silence! Let Miguel finish his report!!"

Saint Quentin's cloudy eyes swept around, and an invisible force immediately suppressed the other auras in the room. Everyone quickly shut their mouths and sat upright.

"Although this bear goblin deliberately avoided the eyes of most people, our informants inside and outside the castle still discovered that his aura was weak and his movements were unsteady, obviously after a fierce battle!!"

"I have already sent people to the north to find Lord Kurt and the others to understand the inside story. I believe there should be an answer soon."

"Hmm!!"

Saint Quentin's eyes were blurred, as if his thoughts had drifted far away, but no one dared to disturb or remind the Pope, because the seemingly old Pope was actually a shrewd and calculating old man.

"Even if Kurt and the others fail in their mission, they should have responded. Now that this bear goblin has returned, they still have no news. I'm afraid their situation is not good."

"Send more people out to find out what's going on."

"As for the bear goblin demigod, do we need to make other arrangements?"

Miguel nodded in agreement and asked the question of concern at the same time.

"The news that those self-proclaimed noble guys in the north tell us cannot be easily believed. Regardless of whether this bear goblin is the heir to the Oak Father's divine authority or whether it poses a huge threat to the expansion of our Lord's divine authority, we are all part of the Natural Temple. Some things can only be done once, otherwise, if we really tear our faces apart, the balance of this wilderness will inevitably be broken, which will affect our Lord's layout instead."

"Since those elves have already sent troops to invade the bear goblin's tribe, as long as they can destroy the bear goblin's foundation, at least they can delay his rise, which is enough for us to continue observing and making other responses."

"And our cooperation with the elves is just to hold back this bear goblin and prevent him from rushing back to the Greenwild Plain after receiving the news. Now that he has returned to the castle, it shows that Kurt's and the others' actions are still effective."

"It is certainly a pity that we failed to eliminate this bear goblin, but this bear goblin is one of the five pillars of the alliance after all. If the assassination is exposed, it will also be a heavy blow to our church's reputation and prestige."

"So the assassination can only happen once, at least in the short term. Now the priority is to contact Kurt and reflect on the reasons for this failure and find out what the bear goblin's trump cards are."

"Understood!!"

"Yes!!"

"Everyone needs to pay attention to the Greenwild tribe. Although it is the radiation territory of the Oak camp, it is difficult for us to install informants. But look at the collected information. It is not even as detailed as when the elves exchanged it with us. Aren't you ashamed!!"

"… …"

This time, the Natural Church's action was actually an olive branch thrown by Garros, the president of the Mage Guild of the Elven Kingdom. The church happened to be dealing with the human side deliberately leaking information about Alan embarking on the road to becoming a god, and associating him with the eternally sleeping Oak Father. As a vested interest, the Natural Church naturally had the idea of suppressing Alan.

Both sides were willing, and naturally, there was this cooperation. Garros hoped that when their kingdom's army invaded and conquered Green Lake Town, Alan, the bear goblin leader, would not appear in the Greenwild Plain; and the Natural Church also needed a suitable opportunity to predict the time and route of the bear goblin's departure, so as to complete the ambush and assassination.

Of course, there were many concealments between each other in addition to cooperation. For example, the Natural Church did not mention the information about the human Eric's realm of unbelievers, and Garros did not reveal to the Natural Church the absolute strength that Alan showed when he ambushed Alicia and her party.

Although the two sides are now in a state of peace, there is a high probability that they will become enemies in the future, so if they can make the other side lose a little while achieving their own goals, wouldn't that be great?

… … … …

After a short period of adjustment, Alan gave up the plan to return to the Greenwild tribe. First, his current situation is very bad. Although he spared no precious potions and scrolls, he temporarily prevented his injuries from worsening, but his current strength is barely enough to protect himself.

But if he encounters a similar attack on the way back, his life will be in danger.

Not to mention, with his current strength, what can he do even if he goes back? Can he contain the elven demigod mage?

I am afraid that he will become a burden to the tribe at that time, making everyone worry about his safety, and may also cause turmoil in the tribe's morale.

At least in the hearts of the Greenwild tribe, Chief Alan is an invincible war god, and they have never seen him so embarrassed and so badly injured as he is now. And what kind of powerful existence could hurt the war god in everyone's hearts to such an extent, and how should everyone deal with it?

Secondly, Alan made a rational judgment that he seemed to be too late to go back now.

This time, the frantic journey, which according to the map was just about to reach the midpoint, had already taken three days and three nights. Adding the day and night of intense fighting with the assassins, and the half-day spent recovering in the Misu, five days had already passed.

At this time, Allen was seriously injured, and his speed would inevitably be hindered. The time required for the remaining journey would probably exceed the time already spent. By the time he reached the Greenwild Plains, the elves would probably be long gone.

Thirdly, he was responsible for guarding Mansa City for the next fifty years. He hadn't reported his departure to the Alliance Council or the City Guard. Now, if he were to return to the Greenwild Plains, he would have to heal his injuries to a certain extent before heading south to Mansa City. Otherwise, if he encountered any accidents on the perilous journey, wouldn't that fulfill the wishes of certain individuals?

He knew his physical condition. If he really wanted to recover enough to protect himself before starting south, it would take three to five years. And that was Allen's most optimistic estimate. Just the complete regeneration of the flesh, muscles, and bones in the hollow wound on his chest would probably take that long!

This clearly did not comply with the Alliance's regulations, especially since Allen had already completed the handover with Marvin. Even if he wanted to ask another demigod to temporarily take over, not to mention the price he would have to pay, just finding a suitable candidate would be very difficult.

So, if he were to recuperate, the most suitable choice would still be Mansa City. After all, it was the location of the Alliance's headquarters. If the Church of Nature wanted to cause any trouble, they would have to consider the Alliance's unity and would inevitably not stir up trouble in the city.

And Allen recovering here would not only consume the time he was supposed to be stationed in Mansa City, but also ensure his safety.

Of course, the most important point was that when Allen was meditating in the Misu, he took the opportunity to complete a dialogue with Zerlang through the spiritual world and learned that the crisis in Green Lake Town had been resolved and the elven army had been driven out of the Greenwild Plains.

Upon hearing this news, Allen felt relieved and was very gratified by the actions of Orenzi and other town leaders. Although the tribe's losses in this incident would certainly be significant, the fact that the tribe could withstand the invasion of the elven army, while also containing the elven demigod and other legendary powerhouses, clearly proved that the tribe was no longer what it used to be and its foundation was gradually forming.

Therefore, after finding the magic tool of the Misu and closing it, Allen returned to Mansa City to recuperate.

"...The Muma Slope suffered the greatest losses in this battle. The town's trading post and residential area were basically destroyed, and more than two thousand various types of large livestock were lost, with more than three thousand small and medium-sized poultry lost."

"...The tribe also suffered considerable losses, especially the goblin warriors gathered in Muma Slope. The number of those killed in battle alone was more than three thousand seven hundred, and more than a thousand were disabled due to the war. The number of troops dispatched from Green Lake Town was more than nineteen thousand, and after the war, the number of those killed was six thousand three hundred, and the number of seriously injured and disabled was more than two thousand nine hundred..."

"...The elves' casualties were only about three thousand, and most of the six thousand were eventually driven out of the plains and into the depths of the Tagan Desert."

"...Town Chief Haiye died in battle at Muma Slope, and seven commanders also died in battle, while the number of mid- and low-level leaders killed or wounded exceeded three hundred..."

Returning to the castle's safe zone, the first thing Allen did upon arriving in the study was to enter the spiritual world and communicate with Zerlang, who had been waiting for a long time, through the Seed of Faith, to inquire about more detailed information.

"...Notify the Food God Society to do its best to help take care of the injured and disabled and help them settle their families."

"Yes."

Allen listened to the summary of cold numbers, and even though his heart was now like steel, he couldn't help but feel a few ripples. These goblins who died in battle were all the future and blood of the tribe, and the crystallization of his years of managing the tribe. Now, in a great battle, more than ten thousand strong men were killed. Although this loss was not unbearable compared to the tribe's current total population, it was still heartbreaking and regrettable.

The goblins of Greenwild occupied many advantages such as geographical advantage and numbers, but in the end, the result of the battle was a pyrrhic victory, while the elves, as the losers, were still able to preserve their strength and retreat calmly. The gap in strength between the two sides was already obvious. The Greenwild tribe still had a long way to go in the future!!

"Report to me the details of the battle."

"Yes."

"At the beginning, when we set out to support Muma Slope, there were differences in the town. A large number of town commanders and supervisors were more inclined to stay in Green Lake Town, relying on the more complete and solid fortifications in Green Lake Town..."

"..."

"...When the battle reached a critical moment, the elven army was forced to retreat and defend several times. In the end, Town Chief Hagemo led all the goblins capable of fighting in Jiliu Bay and launched an attack on the elven army from the rear, sandwiching them with the main force led by Elder Albard, and finally defeated the elven army."

"Since then, the elven army has been unable to build an effective defense. With its unicorn heavy cavalry brigade and archer and spellcaster teams as the rearguard, most of the remaining troops headed north straight to the Tagan Desert."

Zerlang and the high-level members of the Food God Society have been collecting information related to the war these days, and they are also helping to comfort the relatives in the town who have lost the pillars of their families, taking the opportunity to develop a new batch of believers. Now, when asked at this time, Zerlang was already prepared and described the situation on the battlefield at that time to Allen in a vivid and colorful manner, like a storyteller.

"Albard, this child, has good abilities..."

From Zerlang's explanation, Allen had a general understanding of the course of the battle in the tribe, and judged the decisions of Albard, Orenzi, and others at that time through his own perspective and vision, and finally affirmed the decisions and contributions made by Albard and them.

"Okay, continue to pay attention to the situation in the town, prevent riots from occurring in the town, and assist Orenzi and others in rebuilding Muma Slope and other work."

"We have been actively cooperating with the town's supervisors..."

The time spent communicating with Zerlang passed quickly. When Allen withdrew his will from the Seed of Faith, his eyes suddenly went dark. The excessive consumption of mental power caused his entire brain to be stabbed by countless needles. Even the Steel Will legendary specialty did not reduce the pain much.

Already injured, and now experiencing such a thing again, Allen could no longer hold on and immediately fainted in the secret room of his castle.