Green Monster Epic

Over the years, Allen had been growing, not only in strength but also in wisdom and sophistication.

Initially, when the drow made a request to rest in the Greenwild Plains, Allen was indeed a bit annoyed. And when Kirill, who was supposed to be neutral and impartial, also helped to connect them, Allen's anger was truly ignited.

Frankly, Allen originally didn't want to participate in this mission, but because of the Oak Council's matchmaking and considerations for future development, Allen had no choice but to accept it. However, the mission wasn't even over, and this representative of the temple was already helping the drow, wanting to take advantage of him, Allen, and his tribe. Who wouldn't be furious!

In the wilderness, a so-called promise is not as valuable as a full meal. Kirill's guarantee was as meaningless as a fart.

Letting a powerful alien race settle within one's own sphere of influence, and for an indefinite period, would likely cause any leader to have concerns and hidden worries.

Allen was no exception.

However, Allen was, after all, a calm person. Although he was furious and wanted to vent, he had already been constantly thinking and analyzing the pros and cons while listening to the other party's series of conditions.

In the end, there was that conflict that seemed to be just a temporary impulse, but in reality, it was just a choice made by Allen after weighing the pros and cons.

There were many reasons for his anger, and the most important points made Allen feel that sometimes, strongly expressing his attitude was not a bad thing.

First of all, Allen had made too many compromises over the years. There was nothing wrong with that in itself, but don't forget that this is a wilderness that advocates the survival of the fittest and respects the strong. If Allen compromised so weakly every time, then in the eyes of other tribes, even if they eventually grew stronger, they would just be outwardly strong but inwardly weak good-for-nothings.

Even Kirill, a strong man who was not very familiar with Allen, had not consulted with Allen beforehand this time and acted as a matchmaker for the drow. Behind this, there might have been an element of contempt for Allen. If Allen's previous performance had been more assertive, and his attitude towards other people's requests had been a little more rough, perhaps the situation would have been different.

Therefore, Allen's strong attitude in front of a group of wilderness powerhouses this time was more like showing them his strength.

Secondly, it was a fact that Allen had a close relationship with the Oak faction. However, it was the Oak Council, not the Ranger Church, that maintained a good relationship with the Greenwild Tribe. If he had to sell favors to the project faction on one thing, then Allen's first choice should also be the Oak Council, not the Ranger Church, with which he had little connection.

Rather than maintaining relatively friendly relations with both temples, it would be better to get closer to one of them, so that the temple could give Allen and his tribe more help in certain important matters in the future.

Third, the strength of Ted and his group of drow should not be underestimated. Although they promised to only rest in the Greenwild Plains for a year, who could guarantee that they would not suddenly change their minds after a year and continue to stay in the Greenwild Plains?

You know, there were nearly two thousand children in this group of drow. How much would these children grow in a year?

Therefore, even if Allen agreed to let them stay temporarily in the Greenwild Plains, he had to show a refusal in his attitude. He couldn't easily agree to them, nor could he show too much utilitarianism.

Fourth, ...

In a word, the fiery scene in Tagan Desert with Kirill, where they looked like they were about to fight at any moment, was actually just a performance by Allen after weighing the pros and cons.

At this time, seeing the meaningful smile on Allen's face and his deep eyes, Eric suddenly felt that his long speech of persuasion just now seemed like that of an idiot.

"Well, it seems we both thought of the same thing!"

Facing Eric, Allen didn't hide his thoughts. If he wanted the situation to run according to his ideas, he would probably need Eric's cooperation.

"Then aren't you afraid that you would have fought directly back then?"

However, in addition to his disappointment, Eric then couldn't help but ask.

"Hehe!"

Allen smiled slyly, without answering.

At that time, he did have a large element of gambling, but he still believed that the Oak faction's current layout in the Northern Territory meant that his tribe was playing a very important role as a chess piece. As long as Kirill, this demigod, was not confused, then he could not really tear his face with him.

Moreover, with the newly joined tribe leaders, Yareil and Maggot Eye, present, Kirill could not show the scene of the Oak faction splitting in front of them.

These were all the chips that Allen was willing to gamble on.

After staying in Raging Tides Bay for not long, Allen and his group rushed towards Green Lake, and then organized the middle and high-level members of the tribe, such as Stoneborn and Trik, to announce the news that the drow were about to cross the border.

In the following time, Allen stayed in the town, wandering around the town when he had nothing to do, and checking the work and development of the town. The only thing that made Allen a little embarrassed was probably the relationship with his wife, Lena. Although the relationship with the Ajina tribe had not yet broken down, this time, along with Kirill, he had destroyed the Natural Church's plan to win over the drow. Then, the Ajina tribe, which had already substantially joined the Natural Church, had already had a great disagreement with Allen's tribe.

If it really came to the point of turning against the Ajina tribe, Allen didn't know how to get along with Lena, this earth spirit wife.

Over the years, although Lena had not given birth to bloodline for Allen, and the time they spent together was not much, as creatures with feelings, even the indifferent Allen had developed some attachment to this virtuous wife.

After all, the other party was also his close companion on the pillow. So far, perhaps only Lena, a earth spirit, could share the bed with Allen without making Allen feel threatened.

Allen wandered aimlessly in the town for many days, and then someone came to him.

"I was still afraid that you, this guy, wouldn't be in the town again!"

A huge eagle descended from the sky and landed directly in front of Allen. Then, with a wave of magical energy, accompanied by a brilliant light, the kind face of Oscar, the legendary druid, appeared in front of Allen.

"Master, long time no see!"

A bright smile appeared on Allen's face at the same time, as well as a hint of surprise.

Of course, the surprise was just an illusion. The reason why Allen had been staying in the town these days was to wait for someone to come to him.

The tribe's scouts had already reported the whereabouts of the drow一行人 crossing the desert near Raging Tides Bay. Calculating the time, Allen knew that it was time for someone to come to him again to talk about the drow's rest problem.

Now, Oscar's arrival was completely within Allen's expectations, because from the beginning, he had judged that the next envoy to come to him to discuss the matter would most likely be a high-level member of the Oak Council. However, Allen was still somewhat surprised, that was, the Oak Council seemed to attach more importance to the group of drow than Allen had expected, otherwise they would not have sent Oscar, who was closest to the Greenwild Tribe.

Allen believed that with Master Oscar's current status in the Oak Council, ordinary small matters would not bother him to come.

"Master, you must have been hungry after rushing all the way here, right? It just so happens that the youngsters in our tribe have newly researched a few delicacies, let me make them for you to taste?"

Although he knew Oscar's intention, Allen was not in a hurry at all. Seeing the other party's dusty appearance, he quickly extended an invitation.

"... Uh, okay!"

Since Oscar had seen Allen, he was not in a hurry at this time, nodded slightly and happily agreed.

"... Let me tell you, Master, now the skills of many youngsters in our tribe are better than mine. The dishes they make have charm, novelty, and the taste is beyond words!"

"Oh? Then I have to taste it carefully!"

...

Green Lake Town has expanded outward again, and the direction of the west of the city has gradually begun to transform into a commercial district due to the frequent entry and exit of tribesmen and outsiders. In this area, there are taverns, hotels, blacksmith shops, and other facilities, but the most conspicuous building is a restaurant with a mixed structure of granite stone bricks and wood, more than ten meters high and divided into 3 floors.

Why do you know it's a restaurant?

Actually, it's very easy to identify because under the windows of the 3rd floor facing the street of the restaurant, a large ironwood signboard has the four characters 'Allen Restaurant' written in red common language.

"Chieftain, you've arrived!!"

A middle-aged, short female goblin saw Allen enter the store and ran over diligently with her short legs.

"Are you here for a meal today?"

"Yes!"

Allen smiled slightly. The goblins of his generation in the tribe were basically gone, and most of the remaining tribesmen were his descendants. Therefore, when he encountered these tribesmen, he was not as indifferent as before.

"Asha, quickly take the chieftain to the private room on the 3rd floor!!"

"Okay!!"

A beautiful half-elf girl slowly walked over, swaying her small waist.

"Pick a few of the restaurant's new dishes and send them up!"

Allen and Oscar, led by the half-elf girl, walked upstairs. Allen turned back and instructed.

"Alright, Chieftain!"

The short female goblin nodded.

The girl named Asha led Allen and Oscar into a separate room, helped open the window facing the street, poured a glass of juice for Allen and Oscar respectively, and then quietly left.

Outside the opened window, sparse shouts and cries rose and fell. With the development of the tribe, the reputation of being the origin of cuisine has spread far and wide, and more and more outsiders have flocked in, which has gradually made Green Lake Town prosperous.

Looking out from the opened window, the faces of most intelligent races in the Feyman world can be found among the figures coming and going on the wide street below.

"I didn't expect your town to become more and more prosperous!"

Watching the half-elf girl leave, Oscar's eyes showed a bit of relief. As an elf, he was very clear about the awkward position of half-elves in the elven kingdom. Moreover, half-elves inherited the better looks of elves, making them the favorite target of countless slave hunting groups. Therefore, there are not many half-elf tribes in the entire wilderness.

Now, looking out from the window, there are quite a few half-elves, or other mixed-bloods with elven blood, among the foreign faces in Green Lake Town, as well as faces with mixed blood from other races, which shows that Allen, this gnoll chieftain, is quite open-minded when it comes to treating outsiders.

"That's right!"

When he heard praise for the town he had built, Allen's face naturally showed a proud expression, and his tone became much lighter.

"...The reason I came this time is actually to discuss something with you..."

"Oh, Master, the dishes are here, try them!"

"...Uh, okay..."

The dishes were quickly served, just in time to interrupt Oscar as he was about to shift the topic to the purpose of his visit. Allen also pretended to be confused and didn't give the other party a chance to speak.

Allen also had his own plans. He was no longer the person who would compromise just because the person in front of him had been kind to him.

Even with Oscar, Allen didn't hesitate to let the other party feel his inner rejection before he could speak out his intentions. Only when the other party felt his attitude could he strive for the greatest benefit in the following conversation.

After all, Oscar, who was sitting in front of Allen, was not only his long-time mentor, but also a high-level member of the Oak Church; and he, besides being half a student of the other party, was also the leader of the Greenwild Tribe.

It wasn't until a long time later, when the dishes on the table were almost wiped out, along with several empty wine bottles, that Oscar had the opportunity to bring the topic back to the main issue.

"Allen, judging from your eyes, you must already know the intention of my visit, so I won't beat around the bush."

"I hope you can allow Ted and his group of drow to stay in your Greenwild Plains for a period of time."

"Master, other things are easy to say, but allowing this group of drow to stay in our tribe's sphere of influence, please forgive me for not being able to agree."

When Oscar brought the topic back on track, the smile that had been on Allen's face slowly disappeared, replaced by a calm and serious face.

"When I talked with Lord Kirill last time, I already stated my attitude."

"I've heard about this, but Allen, you've also seen that our drow allies are indeed in trouble. If they can't adjust in the Greenwild Plains for a period of time, many of the little ones in their team will really suffer losses."

"I won't hide it from you. The incarnation of Lady Eilistraee has already contacted the incarnations of the goddesses Mielikki and Seonali, and reached a consensus to cooperate with several gods of our Oak camp in the future."

"And the only condition she proposed is that we in the wilderness help receive and take care of the followers of the Dark Maiden who escaped from the Underdark."

"Compared to the cruel and fickle Spider Queen, the beliefs of the Dark Maiden are closer to our natural pantheon."

"So, I hope you can, for the sake of our Oak Church, let Ted's drow..."

A long negotiation began. Oscar constantly added more conditions, and Allen gradually began to waver in his determination. The scene was sometimes intense and sometimes harmonious. As a high-level member of the Oak Church, Oscar rarely personally participated in negotiations, and his personality was not suitable for it. However, after all, elves have long lifespans and have seen a lot. When things really came to him, he could naturally conduct a tug-of-war-like invisible contest with Allen like a professional.

Time passed quickly. The various drinks and fruits in Allen's private room were changed several times before their negotiations gradually came to an end.

"...I have no objection to the other conditions, but my only requirement is that during the time the drow stay in my Greenwild Plains, they must open up their inheritance and knowledge. Of course, we will not be secretive either. If they are interested, they can also consult and study our tribe's inheritance and knowledge."

The closer the negotiation was to the end, the more difficult it became. At the same time, Allen's greatest ambition was finally revealed.

After listening to Allen's final insistence, a thick bitter smile could not help but appear on Oscar's face.

"Allen, you're simply being unreasonable. Do you think they might agree to your request?"

The most precious things in the Feyman world are knowledge and inheritance. No race or tribe can easily allow others to understand and learn the precious knowledge they have accumulated over countless generations.

Therefore, the request made by Allen was actually not much different from a direct refusal, and Oscar's bitter smile originated from this.

"I think this is an equal exchange, right? Master."

Allen shrugged his shoulders, his innocent expression making Oscar's teeth itch with hatred.

"Our tribe has accumulated a lot of inheritance and knowledge, and also has the unique gourmet cooking knowledge of the entire Feyman world. You should also understand the effects of the magic cuisine series, Master!"

"In recent years, several new magic cuisine series have been added to our tribe, with different effects. The value may not be worse than the inheritance and knowledge carried by the drow!"

In fact, Allen didn't really have many bargaining chips. The only thing he could offer was his self-created magic cuisine series. In comparison, Ted's group of drow, with a god as their backing, although their total number was far less than Allen's Greenwild Tribe, the inheritance and knowledge they held were definitely not comparable to Allen's tribe.

This was also what Allen had been planning since he understood the drow's situation and their next choice.

"...Alas, your request is too harsh. I can't give you an accurate answer now. Let me go back and discuss it with them."

Although he felt that Allen's request was excessive, the other party had at least taken out the best thing in their hands, which showed their sincerity. Oscar was silent for a long time, and then slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air before shaking his head and said.

"Okay, no problem."

Allen smiled slightly, revealing a sincere smile.

"To show sincerity, I allow the drow team to rest for half a month in the Blade Mountains, a hundred miles north of Rapid Current Bay. I believe that such a long time is enough for them to make a decision."

Yesterday's chapter plus today's, there are nearly 5000 words in total, updated together.