Green Monster Epic

The return of Flower Snake was good news for Alan, meaning Alan could leave the tribe for longer periods without worrying about young people like Stoneborn making mistakes in important matters due to lack of experience or personality flaws.

Especially now that Alan was vigorously implementing reform plans, which was like a shot in the arm for the originally stable and peaceful Green Lake Town, driving the townspeople into a frenzy of hard work and effort. Behind all the intense changes, there were also many hidden dangers and troubles, precisely requiring a stable and authoritative elder like Flower Snake to oversee things.

Although Alan was somewhat disappointed that Flower Snake hadn't broken through to Legend after their first encounter in over a decade, with the powerful combat experience he had honed by constantly walking on the edge of life and death over the past ten years, Flower Snake could definitely be ranked among the top experts below Legend.

With such skill and strength, coupled with Ke'er at home, the two of them were enough to deter any sudden dangers in the town, as long as no Legendary powerhouse appeared.

Of course, Alan didn't actually have much to do these days. He spent more time in the foothills of the western Mansa Mountains, continuing to hone the Legendary feats he had obtained, gradually improving his strength. At the same time, while honing his own strength, Alan would also take on the task of training the warriors of the tribe who were willing to come to the western mountain quarry to train, using cruel but resilient methods to help these children of the tribe, who had enough motivation and fighting spirit, to strengthen their individual strength.

During this time, Alan also had to occasionally run to Mansa City to take on tasks from the Assassin's Guild in exchange for his due rights, receiving all kinds of the latest and oldest intelligence.

Five years later, Linnaeus, who had transformed into a dire wolf, rushed to the foothills of the western Mansa Mountains and urgently reported bad news to Alan before he could even transform back into human form. Upon hearing this news, Alan soared into the sky and returned to the bustling Green Lake Town at his fastest speed, then landed directly in a three-story wooden building on the hillside.

"Chieftain… you've come…"

The owner of the wooden building was Alan's first human slave in his early days, and also his teacher for a long time, Philip's residence. At this time, the wooden building was already full of people, most of whom were human. A slightly plump human woman in her fifties, seeing Alan's arrival, quickly beckoned to the humans surrounding the wide master bedroom on the second floor to make way.

Lying on the wooden bed was Philip, his face pale and his life fading. Counting carefully, Philip was now nearly eighty years old, which was considered a long life among ordinary humans.

Hearing his wife's voice calling Alan, Philip, who had been barely holding on with his eyes closed, finally slowly opened his cloudy eyes, searching for Alan's figure.

"…Chieftain."

A pair of old hands struggled to hold onto the edge of the bed, trying to support himself to sit up, but his dying body no longer had the strength to support Philip in doing so. After struggling several times without success, Philip could only cast an apologetic look at Alan.

"Just lie there, save some energy to live a little longer."

Alan shook his head slightly and said comfortingly.

Looking at Philip, who was now in his final moments, Alan's memories were pulled back to the Oak Merchant Company in the dark alleys of Thorn Fort, when he first saw Philip and the others huddled in cages.

Boris, Jim, and the other human slaves who were half-sold and half-given to Alan along with Philip, made many contributions to the early development of the Greenwild Tribe. Among them, Boris and Jim had already passed away in their old age a few years ago, but because Alan's relationship with them was shallow, he didn't pay much attention.

But now, Philip was, after all, the enlightenment teacher of many of Alan's early knowledge, and had been by Alan's side for a long time, offering advice and suggestions. Although there were many improper behaviors during this period, this human did occupy a certain place in Alan's heart.

When Linnaeus ran to the western mountains to deliver the message to Alan, saying that Philip was about to pass away, Alan's heart was immediately filled with gloom. And when he saw Philip's desolate appearance, now without even the strength to sit up, his body only skin and bones, Alan's heart was filled with mixed feelings.

In the wilderness, it was rare for a native to live to Philip's age, because in a world where the strong are respected, a guy who has no ability to protect himself, or even the ability to support himself, has no value in continuing to consume precious food resources. Therefore, at a certain age, such a guy would always be driven out of his tribe, and even tribes with scarce food would directly use these old guys as food.

Only now that the food production in Green Lake Town is greater than consumption, there are gradually more old people like Philip who can die naturally, but when Alan sees this helpless scene before their death, he always feels a little sad. Will he also have a day in the future like Philip in front of him, completely losing control of life and self??

Of course, Alan's heart was filled with more regret for Philip, who was about to pass away.

Thinking carefully, over the years, Philip has made extremely important contributions to Alan and the entire Greenwild Tribe, and it can be said that he has dedicated the second half of his life to this land.

Whether it was in the beginning, when he advised Alan and formulated a plan against the Kobold Skullsplitter Tribe, or later when he assisted Alan in gradually bringing the Greenwild Tribe's management back on track, passing on countless useful knowledge from his human manor to Alan, or even in the later stages when he could no longer keep up with Alan's wisdom, he still enlightened generations of newborn children in the tribe.

Apart from the last few years, when Philip stopped teaching the children to read and write due to lack of energy, the previous three or four generations of newborn goblin and human children were instilled with useful knowledge that would affect their lives little by little by Philip using rulers, scolding, and so on.

"Chieftain… I, I'm afraid I won't be able to… take care of the children for you anymore…"

Philip now found it very difficult to even speak. Every sentence was intermittent, and Alan needed to listen carefully to hear what he was saying.

"What are you talking about? Take care of yourself and get well. When you get better, I'll take you back to the Human Kingdom to see!"

Alan knew that Philip's greatest wish was to see the Human Kingdom again. Although he knew that Philip probably wouldn't make it through this hurdle, Alan still wanted to give him a little hope of survival. Supporting him for a little longer would be good.

"I know my own body… I know… I have no more thoughts about the manor… on the human side…"

"I just hope… Chieftain, you can see that I… have served… the Greenwild Tribe… for so many years…"

"After I die… can you take care of… the bloodline I leave behind…"

After struggling to squeeze these words out of his chest, the death in Philip's eyes became more intense, and at the same time, he looked at Alan with deep anticipation and pleading.

When Phillip truly united with his wife, he was already approaching fifty years old. However, his vigor in old age allowed him to diligently cultivate, eventually resulting in three children: two daughters and a son. Now, they were all married and established, and the human faces gathered around Phillip's bedside were his descendants.

Hearing Phillip's almost orphaned words, Allen slowly raised his head and scanned the dozen or so humans around him. Most of them had sorrow in their eyes, their lowered gazes fixed on Phillip's body.

To be honest, Allen didn't care about Phillip's children as much as he cared about the younger generation of goblins like Kouer and the others. However, he did know that these humans were ambitious and had all learned a decent trade. During the previous reforms, they were among the first to respond to Allen's call, renting land in the town and gradually becoming wealthier.

Allen naturally knew what Phillip was truly worried about: the law of the jungle in the wilderness. It seemed to be gradually disappearing in Green Lake Town, but in reality, when a crisis came, this cruel law would be revealed to the world again.

Among Phillip's human children, none had shown any particular talent in combat. Therefore, if turmoil were to occur in the future, the chances of his descendants surviving would definitely be lower than those of the Green Field Tribe's goblin species, simply because their combat strength was weak.

"Don't worry, I will take care of them!"

Allen's promise wasn't exactly comforting, but he solemnly told Phillip. Hearing this answer, Phillip's eyes suddenly gained a bit of light, and his tone became several degrees higher as he said, "Thank you... thank you... Chieftain!"

"If..."

His words stopped abruptly. Phillip had been holding his breath, perhaps because he wanted to get a promise from Allen in front of his children. Once this goal was achieved, Phillip lost his life force due to the dissipation of this breath.

"Dad!!!"

"Grandpa!!!"

"... ... ... ..."

The human relatives who had been paying attention to Phillip's movements in the room began to cry out in grief the moment Phillip took his last breath. They didn't seem to have much joy because Phillip had obtained a promise for them.

"Alas~~"

Looking at the increasingly noisy bedroom, seeing the familiar face that had been full of life just a moment ago but now suddenly had no heartbeat, Allen's heart was also filled with desolation.

This wasn't the first time Allen had seen a corpse. Before this, Allen had even seen mountains of corpses piled up by the thousands, but never once had it affected Allen's mood like this.

When Stone and Ah Xiao died in battle, it wasn't that Allen hadn't felt sadness and heartache, but unlike now, watching a familiar person grow old little by little and then take their last breath in front of him, that feeling of powerlessness, that even with all sorts of means, one couldn't escape the cycle of nature, instantly surged into his heart.

Afterward, there was a grand funeral. Although Phillip had died of old age in his bed and couldn't be considered a fallen warrior, Allen still made an exception and buried his ashes in the cemetery by Green Lake, accompanying the graves of Stone, Ah Xiao, and the others.

After all, although Phillip hadn't made any achievements in combat, he had indeed made great contributions to educating the children of the Green Field Tribe. Now, which of the young people who were gradually taking power hadn't been whipped and punished by Phillip?

Seven years later, by Green Lake, Bush, who was gradually entering middle age, added a bouquet of wildflowers to a new grave before getting up and turning to face Allen and several other figures behind him, who were looking at him with complex expressions.

"You have all grown up. The future of Green Lake Town is yours. Don't hesitate, don't be afraid, go find your own paths!!!"

Allen had rarely returned from the Mansa West Mountains, just to see off the young people in front of him. In front of him were Kouer, Bush, Shusheng, and 5-6 other members of the younger generation who had spent several years in the peak of the 15th level, and they were finally about to begin their journey.

This was a generation that Allen had placed extremely high hopes on, and they were all a generation that Allen had cultivated with decades of effort. For example, the female goblin Kouer had been taught all of Allen's experience and combat skills, and in terms of strength and combat style, she was practically a younger version of Allen.

Because these young people were still young when they advanced to the peak of the high level, the duration of this journey would be longer. Allen gave them fifteen years to find their own legendary paths.

"You don't need to worry about the relatives in the tribe. The sooner you gain something from your journey, the sooner you return home, that will be your biggest task next!!!"

"If you have any financial difficulties, go to the Allen Noodle Restaurant in Mansa City. I have already told the manager there..."

Although Allen wanted to appear carefree and generous, when he thought of the crises and risks that these young people were about to encounter, and that perhaps this meeting would be their last, how could he really bear that worry!!

"Teacher, you've told us several times!!!"

"Don't worry, Chieftain!!!"

Several young goblins who had just passed thirty responded to Allen's instructions with vigor and spirit, while Huashe and Shisheng behind Allen couldn't help but smile knowingly, finding Allen's talkativeness today amusing.

After becoming the village chief, Shisheng had actually given up the path of pursuing self-improvement in disguise. Therefore, although he still hadn't completely given up training in recent years, the intensity and extent were far inferior to those of Kouer and the others. Even now, Shisheng had only just broken through to the 13th level Berserker.

At this time, when seeing Kouer and the others off, how could Shisheng not feel some envy and jealousy in his heart? Perhaps he would never reach the strength of Kouer and the others in his lifetime. For Shisheng, who had once aspired to become a strong person, there would be some regrets in the years to come.

"Good luck, I believe you can break through and return!!!"

"Did you even need to say that?"

Shusheng rolled his eyes at Shisheng. The two had been good friends since childhood, and they didn't forget to retort to each other at this time.

"Go! !"

Huashe was concise, as if thinking of the scene when he traveled alone in the past, feeling somewhat regretful.

"Let's go~~"

Watching the group of young people, carrying the expectations of Allen and the others, gallop away in the distance, Allen and Huashe didn't move for a long time, until their figures disappeared from their sight.

"Do you think any of them will be able to find that path?"

"Yes, definitely! !"

In the same year, Pavao, who had been seriously injured in the demon invasion war, died peacefully, taking his last breath in a dream.

The older generation of goblins was withering and dying, while the new generation of goblins was bursting with vigorous vitality.