Throne of Vientiane Civilization

Zhou Xu, who was determined to return to Black Moon Village the next day, went to bed early to rest.

The next morning, the first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to check the snow outside and make sure that the wind and snow had not gotten worse. Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

If a blizzard had swept through last night, it would have been a disaster.

After breakfast, Zhou Xu was about to leave, but the medical director rushed over to him before he set off.

"What happened?"

"The leader of the report is the prairie elf who was rescued before, the one named Hilke. He is clamoring to leave."

"..."

As an outsider, Silk's presence really gave the medical minister a headache.

It's not one of their own. If an outsider makes such a fuss, under normal circumstances he would not bother to care about it and just throw it out.

But this Hilke is a special case.

Their leader emphasized that he should be rescued and cured.

This made the medical minister dare not let the person go easily, but the other person really gave him a headache and he had no choice. He simply came to block Zhou Xu's door early in the morning and asked Zhou Xu to make this decision.

Zhou Xu could clearly feel the headache contained in the words of the medical director, which also caused a slight wrinkle to appear between his eyebrows unconsciously.

"Let's go and have a look."

At this moment, in the inpatient department of the medical department, as a general in charge of the prairie elves, Hilke undoubtedly enjoyed some preferential treatment and was given an independent single room, allowing him to rest in peace and recuperate.

Over the past few days, thanks to the efforts of the doctors, Silk's injury has basically stabilized, and his physical and mental strength have been completely recovered through a few days of adequate rest.

And this recovery of mobility undoubtedly gave him new ideas.

That is, he is going to visit their prairie elf village.

But considering his current state of injuries, he really can't leave if the medical department doesn't let him go.

"When exactly can I leave?"

In less than ten minutes, Silk had asked similar questions no less than five times, making the apprentices guarding the door roll their eyes.

Although they are just apprentices, the workload of the medical department has been huge these days. They are also very tired. They don't have much rest time every day. Now they have to be annoyed by Silk. They are not in a good mood.

"Stop arguing. The minister has already gone to ask the chief for instructions. If the chief says you can leave, you can leave."

After saying this, the apprentice seemed to be unable to swallow this breath, and couldn't help but say another sentence.

"If the leader hadn't ordered you to be cured, we would have thrown you out a long time ago. There are so many wounded people in the village now, when we have so much free time to waste with you?"

"that is."

Another apprentice next to him couldn't help but echoed after hearing this.

Obviously, they are also very unhappy now.

When Silk heard this, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face. Of course he knew that the other party was trying to save him, and he also knew that what he was doing was inappropriate, but after regaining his mobility, he really couldn't calm down. In the end, I could only be shameless and keep asking to leave.

After that, Silk was not kept waiting for too long. Zhou Xu quickly arrived in front of Silk.

"Long time no see, Sir Sirke."

Due to some business reasons, Zhou Xu left the grassland not long after negotiating the alliance with the grassland elves. Until now, he and Hilke have never met each other, let alone talked.

"Long time no see, leader Zhou Xu."

Knowing Zhou Xu's identity, Hilke patiently greeted him, but soon couldn't help but make his request.

"Thanks to Chief Zhou Xu for the rescue this time, I am very grateful, but you also know the situation in our village. I am really unwilling to not confirm it!"

Looking at Hilke with a determined look on his face, Zhou Xu didn't think much and nodded directly.

"Okay, I agree. After all, Lord Silk is not from our Zhou Dynasty. I have fulfilled my duty as an ally in treating you. Now that you want to leave, I will naturally not force you to stay."

Zhou Xu's straightforwardness made Hilke feel a little surprised, which was a bit beyond his expectation.

Swallow the prairie elves headed by Silk!

It's not that Zhou Xu has never thought about this idea, but I'm afraid it won't go well.

He has probably figured out the temperament of Silk and the others, and this matter cannot be solved with any forceful means.

According to Silke's current weak state, of course he can force people to stay.

But he will recover sooner or later. This guy's fighting ability is not weak. I'm afraid he will suffer backlash when the time comes.

From the current point of view, it is unrealistic to use force to get Silk and the others to work for him.

Instead of forcing them to stay now, it would be better to be generous and let him go. The more generous he is, the more Hilke will owe him.

"Oh, by the way, we rescued other grassland elves before. Do you want to take them with us?"

"..."

Faced with this problem, after being confused for a while, Silk finally decided to confirm the thoughts of his tribe.

It was at this time that he learned the number of clan members who survived after that battle.

Before that battle, of the nineteen elf knights except him, only nine survived, and more than half were lost!

Previously, the medical department was afraid that the injured would be irritated, so they kept it secret and did not tell him. Now that he knew the answer, Hilke almost blacked out and fainted.

The nine surviving prairie elves have undoubtedly woken up at this moment.

When they saw Silk appearing, they all became excited.

"Lord Silk!"

Nearly half of these nine elf knights were seriously injured. Seeing their appearance, Silk, who originally came to ask them if they wanted to follow him, changed his meaning when he spoke.

"Okay, just lie down and don't move around. Take good care of your injuries."

After a few simple words of comfort, Silk turned around and walked outside. After much hesitation, he finally shamelessly made a request to Zhou Xu.

"Leader Zhou Xu, I know this request is very unreasonable, but please help treat these people of mine and allow them to stay here temporarily to recuperate. I plan to do the next thing myself. Please also lend me a horse. This I, Hilke, will definitely repay you for this life-saving grace!"

Hearing this, Zhou Xu couldn't help but chuckle secretly in his heart, but on the surface, he remained calm...

"Your Majesty, you're welcome. I'll have the horse prepared for you."

"Thank you!"

Sure enough, the more generous he was, the more Hilke felt he owed him and the more ashamed he became.

It will not be so easy to repay this debt in the future.

This can be heard from what Silk just said.

He asked Zhou Xu to borrow a horse!

You know, many of the horses they brought back at that time were actually Silke's mounts.

Of course, Silke and the others couldn't gather their war horses at that time. If Zhou Xu and the others didn't care, they would basically lose all of their war horses.

Zhou Xu and the others collected it, brought it back, rounded it up, and of course it was theirs.

However, this situation will make Silke and the others somewhat uncomfortable, and may even lead to some conflicts in the future.

But now, Hilke's words of 'borrowing horses' are tantamount to a disguised acceptance of the reality that those war horses are no longer theirs.

After all, how can there be a "borrowing" of one's own horse?

This saves you a lot of trouble later.