Green Monster Epic

Returning to Mansa City, to prepare for the meeting with representatives from several churches of the Oakwood Alliance, Allen once again took up his cooking utensils and personally prepared a table of magical dishes to demonstrate his close relationship with the Oakwood Alliance.

The cooking process created quite a magical tide, causing a commotion in the inner city. Many discerning people in Mansa City knew at a glance that a master chef had created something good, and since it happened in the Green Field Tribe's castle, everything was self-evident.

That day, many people knocked on the door, wanting to pay a visit, but they were all stopped outside the castle by the Green Field Tribe's elite warriors.

Thanks to Allen's thirty years of diligent study, his culinary skills were indeed worthy of his reputation. Although the ingredients prepared by his people were not top-notch, he still managed to cook a magical dish with an aura reaching the threshold of the grandmaster level among the dozen or so magical dishes he prepared.

After making thorough preparations, Allen sent invitations to the three churches of the Oakwood Alliance. As expected, all three churches sent several heavyweight figures to attend the banquet. Surprisingly, Pope Felitz of the Oakwood Cathedral personally attended, which not only flattered Allen but also astonished other wilderness powerhouses and church forces who heard about it.

Being able to have a Pope personally attend a banquet arranged by oneself was something that almost no one in the hundred or so tribal forces in the wilderness could achieve, not even the other four Pillars. This also indirectly dispelled the rumors circulating among the people about the discord between the Green Field Tribe and the Temple Church, and it made many tribal forces who had been hesitating to get close to the Green Field Tribe begin to stir.

"I didn't expect Your Holiness to personally attend the banquet. The reception is a bit simple, please forgive me."

This was not the first time Allen had met the kind old man with a full head of gray hair but a vigorous spirit, but every meeting with him brought a different feeling, as if the other person was an oak tree constantly changing its shape and color, sometimes with a strong natural aura and sometimes like withered and fallen wood, always making a deep impression.

"This is simple??"

Accompanied by Nordin, the Knight Commander who had advanced to demigod, Felitz sat on the narrow side of the long table, facing Allen's main seat from afar.

While sitting down, Felitz pointed to the dozen or so dishes that had already been brought to the table in food boxes and smiled warmly.

"These are good things that you can't taste even if you spend hundreds of thousands of gold coins outside. If it were me hosting everyone, I definitely wouldn't dare to be so extravagant."

Allen smiled sheepishly and didn't dare to reply.

The other two churches sent the chief archbishops of the Department of Holy Rituals and the Department of Sacred Affairs, respectively, who were the first and second in line to inherit the papacy in their respective churches, demonstrating the importance they attached to Allen's banquet, no less than the Natural Church Alliance.

For the Oakwood Alliance, the Northern Territory led by Allen had become a significant force in the wilderness. At the same time, it was also one of the few regions where the Oakwood Cathedral's believers were steadily increasing, naturally attracting the attention of the Oakwood Cathedral.

In fact, the Oakwood Alliance now had a very complex attitude towards Allen and the Northern Territory he led.

On the one hand, they needed the existence of the Northern Territory to safeguard the security of the northern border of the wilderness. At the same time, a rapidly developing and growing region was of vital importance to the Oakwood Cathedral's absolute priority task of preaching and accumulating the power of faith to resurrect the Father of the Oak Tree, so they did not want turmoil and unrest to occur in the Northern Territory and hoped it would continue to develop in this way.

But precisely because of the current mission of their cathedral, an unavoidable contradiction and entanglement had arisen between the path taken by Allen, the Gnoll, and they did not want the Gnoll leader to continue developing his pseudo-church and could not tolerate the absorption of excellent believers in the Northern Territory into the Food God Church.

However, as the church with the closest relationship with Allen and the Green Field Tribe, and since the Green Field Tribe still outwardly regarded the Oakwood Cathedral as the tribe's path of faith, Felitz and the others understood Allen's character very well, knowing that his decisions were basically impossible to shake, and at the same time, his strength made many underhanded methods ineffective and might even trigger a terrible backlash.

As for the New Sprout and Ranger Churches, their interests were basically consistent with the Oakwood Cathedral, and their base was in the central and north-central part of the Mansa Wilderness, so in dealing with Allen and the Green Field Tribe, they naturally prioritized the attitude of the Oakwood Cathedral and watched how they would choose.

After a few rounds of toasts and greetings, the atmosphere became more and more harmonious, and then the eight or nine people in the room brought the topic back to the main track. Allen continued to present the pros and cons of what he had said to the representatives of the Natural Church and others.

However, when talking to the Oakwood Alliance representatives led by Pope Felitz, Allen's tone was less threatening and more sincere in his request.

"… The ideals and consistent actions and sacrifices of His Holiness Sylvanas are the only idols that I, Allen. Witt, have sincerely admired and followed since I grew up."

"In fact, it was also He who finally made me determined to embark on the path to godhood."

"It's just that I don't have His Holiness Sylvanas's broad-mindedness. I can't be as selfless as He is. I only hope that my Green Field Tribe can continue for a long time until the day the Fae Realm comes to an end."

"But I still agree with His Holiness's ideals. Only a nature with a more prosperous and diverse race and biological ecosystem can go further and longer in the Fae Realm, which is consistent with my own pursuit in terms of interests."

"Only by maintaining the balance between overly strong civilizations can we prevent war from destroying the land we live on and allow my Green Field Tribe to exist forever."

"Therefore, whether I ultimately succeed or fail in the future, my Green Field Tribe will be a loyal follower of the Oakwood Cathedral, and the Northern Territory will also be a solid stronghold of the Oakwood Alliance."

"Of course, if I succeed in reaching the top by chance at that time, then I also swear here with my warrior's honor that I will be closely united around the three Oakwood Cathedrals and be the closest allies and partners!!"

Allen's face and eyes seemed so sincere, at least in Felitz's wise eyes, which went straight to the Gnoll's heart, and he couldn't find any sense of disharmony or falsehood.

"Lord Allen, you should be clear that the Temple is also in a very difficult situation now. The southern counter-offensive led by the Natural Church Alliance and your Wilderness Alliance's Pillar Da Vinci has made significant progress and achievements, but the losses have also been very heavy. Many tribal members of the Mansa Alliance have been complaining in private and may launch an attack at the alliance council at any time."

“Although we don't entirely agree with the views of the Church of Nature, now that they have initiated the counterattack in the south, we can't obstruct them or hold them back. Therefore, we can only try our best to cooperate with their actions.”

“If we allow the existence of the Food God Church you've created this time, what do you think will be the consequences when other forces in the Wildlands find out about this matter??”

“Other things are easier to handle. Most of the tribal powerhouses in the Wildlands are not qualified to embark on that path of no return. However, the five pillars of your alliance all have their own spheres of influence. The foundations of the other four are even stronger than your Northern Territory. If they also imitate your behavior and embark on this path together, how do you think the Temple should deal with it??”

“Especially Saint Davinci, his advancement to Saint was much earlier than yours. In addition, considering the time he spent as a Legend and Demigod, I remember he should be over 2300 years old now.”

“Although the lifespan of a Saint is long, it's not eternal. 2500 years old is the limit for a Saint. This means Davinci has only about 200 years of lifespan left.”

“Therefore, his pursuit of extending his lifespan should be the most urgent. If we open this door for you, then Davinci, that kobold, will probably follow suit and create a pseudo-god faith.”

Felitz didn't speak. Instead, Archbishop Edward Sandy from the Holy Affairs Department of the New Sprouts Church, sitting on his left, spoke. Although Stoneblind barbarians are born blind and cannot see, when Allen met his gaze, he could still feel a seemingly real gaze from the other's gray-white eyes. It was the other party's substantial mental perception, a deceptive behavior.

“If we condone your behavior and suppress his, then he might not be willing to accept it, thinking that the Temple is hypocritical and discriminatory. At that time, it will inevitably cause chaos and turmoil in the Mansha Wildlands, and even lead to the disintegration of the alliance.”

The other church leaders nodded in agreement. It was because they were friendly and close to Allen that they revealed the true concerns of the church. Otherwise, they would have acted according to the inherent unspoken rules without giving any explanation, like the Church of Nature.

“This is actually not a problem. The Temple doesn't need to intervene. I will personally handle these matters when the time comes!!”

For the sake of his own path forward, Allen would no longer consider the camaraderie of his Wildlands Alliance allies. Whoever's actions threatened his path would become his enemy and opponent.

“The Temple must maintain a neutral attitude on matters concerning the Wildlands tribes, so as to avoid being feared and resented by them. However, as a member of the Wildlands tribes myself, I don't need to have these concerns. Any conflicts or fights between us can be attributed to the struggle for power within the alliance.”

Upon hearing this, the faces of the Temple representatives turned cold. Although they had long understood that Allen, this gnoll, would likely not turn back, they had not expected his will to be so firm.

“But if you do this, it will also be a heavy blow to the Mansha Alliance, weakening the overall strength of the alliance.”

On the other side, Archbishop Laurien of the Ranger Church's Sacred Rites Department couldn't help but ask with some anger and a cold tone.

“In the previous thousand years, the Mansha Alliance only had Davinci as a Saint, didn't it? Now that I have replaced him, how can you say that the strength of the Mansha Alliance has been weakened??”

Allen puffed out his chest and replied霸气: “Could it be that my strength, which includes killing a human Bloodlust Saint and seriously injuring a mage Saint, is not as good as Davinci, that warlock who relies on his dragon bloodline to establish himself??”

“I'm not looking down on the foundations of the churches behind you, but to be honest, I think there are probably not many powerhouses in your churches who can face me head-on without being at a disadvantage!!”

Powerful confidence emanated from Allen's words, causing the faces of the influential figures present to twitch, clearly stimulated, but unable to refute what Allen said.

“It's good to be young!! Look at our brave and invincible gnoll, such an imposing aura!!”

Pope Felitz suddenly spoke, his magnetic voice dispersing the somewhat heavy atmosphere.

“If I had your boldness and courage back then, then the Mansha Wildlands might be a different scene now!!”

“...Your Holiness doesn't need my so-called boldness and courage, because this thing is really a product of being forced to put on a brave face. With your current vast wisdom and broad mind, the Oak Throne has plenty of warriors with courage and imposingness.”

Allen humbly lowered his head, restrained his unrestrained temperament, and became calm again. As his strength improved again, Allen, who had completely restrained his aura at this time, suddenly seemed to have turned into a goblin, becoming ordinary and unremarkable. The huge contrast made the surrounding people feel both surprised and secretly wary.

This gnoll seemed docile and submissive in front of the Pope, but in reality, he was using this return to simplicity to demonstrate his strength.

“Hahaha, Clan Chief Allen is not as simple and straightforward as the outside world传闻says. A few words have made me feel very gratified!!”

The slightly heavy atmosphere became relaxed again with the intervention of His Holiness the Pope.

Next, the Green Field Servants replenished new dishes and drinks. The heads of the three churches stayed with Allen in the castle until late at night before they dispersed.

Allen had no way of judging what the old Pope, who had always looked kind and amiable, was thinking. He didn't have many bargaining chips in his hand, and whether he could move the other party was unknown. He could only hope that they were really as close to Green Field as they showed, otherwise everything he was doing now would be in vain.

However, man proposes, God disposes. Whether it succeeds or not depends on whether the Goddess of Luck is willing to bless him.

Putting away the emotions in his heart, Allen continued to prepare ingredients and cook. He still had to send invitation letters to several neutral churches, to test their attitudes face-to-face, so that he could be mentally prepared.

After meeting all the people he should meet and sending out the gifts that should be sent, Allen no longer stayed in Mansha City, dragging his tired and exhausted body back to the Green Field Tribe.

The territory of the Green Field Tribe was Allen's next main battlefield. No matter what consensus the Temple of Nature would eventually reach internally, he had to plan and prepare in advance. He couldn't just say intimidating words without corresponding practical actions as support. Those guys in the Temple might think he was just alarmist.