Green Monster Epic

After settling Philémon, Allen welcomed new guests one after another.

The Dragon Vein Warlock Yogg from the Urok tribe, Janry from Argon, Shilan from the Aman Shah tribe… one powerful figure after another, filled with soaring rage and fierce expressions, arrived aggressively at the Namur Fortress, brandishing their claws and fangs in front of Allen.

Then, after a not-so-short exchange, the representatives left with different expressions, but what was very consistent was that the fierce expressions they had when they came were gradually dissolved by Allen during the conversation.

"Be careful, the kid who died this time is a direct descendant of Edgar, another legendary leader in our tribe, and he is very much loved by him. He originally wanted to come and make trouble for you, but he was persuaded by Chief Zolf, for fear that he would be too angry and cause a violent conflict between us."

Before leaving, Yogg earnestly gave Allen a few words of advice in private.

"Thank you for your reminder, Yogg."

Allen nodded slightly, expressing his gratitude seriously.

During the previous meeting of the Ring of Thorns, although it was calculated that the strongmen of other tribes would basically not appear in the conference hall, the representatives they sent unfortunately became victims of Allen's assassination plan.

It was impossible for Allen to leave any survivors, allowing him to possess irrefutable evidence of his assassination of Byleir. Just as he had said before, this was related to whether he could rightfully inherit the position of chief of the Ajinaga tribe.

Now, it was also an expected part of the process for other tribes to send strongmen to question Allen, something Allen had anticipated.

Sending out generous gifts from the Ajinaga tribe's public treasury and making promises, Allen had to make necessary compromises at this time in order to ascend to the position of chief. As for how much benefit would need to be paid out in the end, and how much would remain in the tribe, it was not within Allen's consideration for the time being.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

In the distant sky, several black dots reappeared, and another group of very important visitors arrived.

Allen, who was gazing into the distance, rubbed his somewhat stiff face when he noticed the approaching figures, then put on a kind smile and soared into the sky, taking the initiative to leave the city defenses of Namur Fortress to meet them.

"Master Oscar, Commander Nordin, you're here too! !"

Allen's enthusiasm did not receive the response it deserved. Oscar, who had always been kind to Allen and even somewhat valued him, now looked at Allen with a completely unfamiliar expression.

"With such a big thing happening, how could we not come and see?"

Allen's actions had too far-reaching an impact on the Northern Territory. If there was any improper handling, it would trigger a huge riot. The Drow bordering the north were also eyeing them covetously. If the major member tribes of the Northern Territory destroyed their own walls and broke out into civil strife, they were really afraid that the Drow would take advantage of it.

Therefore, after learning about the changes in Namur Fortress, the Oakleaf Temple, which attached the greatest importance to the North, even sent Nordin, who held great power in the Temple, and Oscar, who was closest to the Green Field Tribe.

Among these two, Oscar had actually just settled the dark elves and returned to Mansa City for only half a month. Suddenly hearing about Allen's crazy actions, he couldn't believe it was true.

According to Oscar's understanding of Allen, this Gnoll shouldn't be such an ungrateful leader, nor would he be someone who would commit such despicable acts against his compatriots and companions.

However, the Oakleaf Temple's intelligence organization had outstanding abilities, and various intelligence analyses and evidence were presented to Oscar, leaving him no choice but to believe it. Deeply disappointed, he also took the initiative to request to join the northward team.

On the way, Oscar kept thinking about how he should scold Allen when he saw him, for letting down his expectations of him. But when he saw Allen's familiar face, with a kind smile that others couldn't see whether it was genuine or not, coming to greet him, his heart calmed down instead.

"Alas…"

From the moment they are born, the wilderness natives struggle to survive, competing with their own siblings for milk, competing with their own tribe for food and power. The sense of crisis has never disappeared from their hearts.

The reason why powerful tribes are attractive is because they can bring a relatively stable life to their people, so that they don't have to worry about beasts, magical beasts, or even assassins among their own people appearing at any time.

As the leader who developed the tribe from a small settlement of less than a hundred people to a medium-sized tribe with more than 40,000 people today, Allen's outstanding management ability is naturally worthy of recognition. But apart from ability, how could Allen not have used various means to strengthen and develop his tribe: attacking and enslaving, annexing other tribes; contacting slave hunting groups to purchase a large number of goblin species…

Allen couldn't possibly hide these behaviors from Oscar. Although Oscar felt somewhat uncomfortable in his heart, he had never felt such strong dissatisfaction as he did now.

Perhaps, this is greatly related to Oscar's greater emphasis on regional balance.

"You disappoint me greatly."

Thousands of words eventually turned into a sentence full of melancholy.

"I'm sorry, Master Oscar."

Allen lowered his head and sincerely apologized to Oscar, this legendary powerhouse who was both a teacher and a friend.

However, from the bottom of his heart, Allen did not have the slightest regret for what he had done now. As long as his plan succeeded, it would allow his tribe to soar into the sky, achieve his decades-long pursuit, and even shorten decades of development time. How could Allen not resolutely take action on these things that were about to be accomplished.

Even if Oscar, this legendary figure, was among those present when Byleir was assassinated, Allen felt that he would probably strike a fatal blow and would never show mercy.

"The path you have chosen yourself, I'm afraid you will have to walk it alone in the future."

Oscar's solemn gaze stared at Allen's face for a long time, as if he had suddenly returned to the innocent face he had when he first met Allen, and then various scenes kept turning over. When he uttered the last syllable, his entire face also returned to a frozen state, and his eyes also cut off all emotions at the same time, resolutely and ruthlessly.

Allen truly felt the change in his teacher, and various emotions kept changing in the depths of his eyes, but in the end they all turned into a trace of頹然, and then used silence as the period to the exchange between the two.

On the other hand, Nordin, the leader of the Oakleaf Knight Order, who should have expressed the shock and anger of the Oakleaf Temple at Allen's actions, was not angry at Allen at this time. Instead, he walked up to Allen, sized him up, and then hammered Allen's strong chest with his toes.

"Boy, not bad! ! ! Not bad! !"

As the leader of the Oakleaf Temple's overt violent organization, Nordin would ultimately stand more from the Oakleaf Temple's perspective when considering a matter.

Perhaps, from a larger overall perspective, Allen's actions this time more or less caused chaos and risks in the Northern Territory, and at the same time weakened the strength of the Wilderness Alliance. However, from the perspective of the Oakleaf Temple, the Ajinaga tribe, which had just broken away from the Oakleaf camp and joined the Church of Nature, had already caused losses to the interests of the Oakleaf Temple and further weakened the prestige of the Oakleaf Temple.

Now, Allen's actions, in Nordin's eyes, can be regarded as taking a breath of evil for the Oakleaf Temple, and can also use this to beat down the restless vassal forces below, so that their future actions and choices will be more cautious.

Furthermore, as long as it is properly operated, then the Oakleaf Temple can even be said to be a winner in this incident.

Obviously, Allen, this Gnoll, and his tribe have always been regarded as tribes supported by the Oakleaf Temple and close to the Oakleaf Temple in the eyes of the wilderness tribal leaders. The Ajinaga tribe had already defected to the Church of Nature, but with Allen's current actions, as long as Allen can ascend to the position of leader of the Ajinaga tribe, wouldn't it be indirectly bringing the Ajinaga tribe back into the Oakleaf camp.

If Nordin was furious when he first heard the news that Allen had attacked and killed Byleir, then during the time on the way here, the more Nordin thought about it, the more he felt that this matter was not necessarily a bad thing.

He didn't have Oscar's psychological and moral cleanliness, and he valued the beliefs in his heart extremely much. Nordin has been fighting and fighting in the wilderness with his Knight Order throughout his life, and countless excellent children of the Temple have died on the battlefield, which has repeatedly impacted his will.

But in the end, he persisted. He kept hypnotizing himself that their sacrifices were exchanged for the consistent implementation of Lord Sylvanus's beliefs and the strong guarantee of the interests of the Oakleaf Temple.

Over time, Nordin's belief was no longer so pure, or rather, he was more pure. Countless excellent knights he had cultivated sacrificed themselves, and every sacrifice was transferred to the Oakleaf Temple itself, which also meant that he valued the interests of the Oakleaf Temple more and more, because every share of the Oakleaf Temple's interests contained the lives of the once-vibrant knights of the Temple Knight Order.

Allen was a little surprised. He originally thought that the envoy of the Oakleaf Temple should at least reprimand him loudly. But seeing the expression on Commander Nordin's face and the attitude he showed towards him, it didn't seem like he had any dissatisfaction.

Of course, this was even better. Allen put away the low mood brought about by Oscar's cold attitude, put on a kind smile again, and led Nordin and the others towards Namur Fortress.

After more than a month of rectification, Namur Fortress regained its vitality. Even because Allen and Facardo spent money lavishly, re-planning the fortress area allowed more goblins to have work. The smiles on the faces of the goblins in the city also increased, and they no longer just revered Allen, the chief who was not even the chief, and there was a bit of recognition in their eyes.

Interest is the fundamental principle. In the wilderness, the law of the jungle prevails. Every native is striving to survive and see the sun of tomorrow, to live better than yesterday, struggling and fighting hard.

Compared to the rigid and inflexible rule of Commander Bileier, the lower-level goblins had no way out and saw no hope, only living a relatively safe life. Now, Allen's arrival has allowed everyone to see the opportunity to climb higher and change their lives. Unless they are fools, everyone knows what to do.

Allen's initial purge created countless vacancies for chieftains in the fortress. Although the subsequent addition of a group of Green Field people filled most of the gaps, it still left a glimmer of hope for the local goblins.

"I knew you were good at managing the tribe, but I didn't expect you to be so capable. How long has it been? Look at you, you've won over the hearts of these Ajina-Goblins!"

Nodding walked along the somewhat unfamiliar streets with interest, constantly observing the emotions revealed on the faces and in the eyes of the passing goblins, and then praising Allen.

"I thought you would be a little overwhelmed when you suddenly took over a fortress with over 100,000 people, but now it seems I underestimated you."

"Actually, I still have many shortcomings."

Allen said modestly, his eyes drifting to a construction site piled with various materials. Among the goblins working there, most were lazy and unhurried, holding stone bricks no bigger than their fists, slowly piling up the foundation.

"Hahaha, these are all minor problems. Take your time, and you can always correct them."

Nodding followed Allen's gaze and saw the construction site. With his rich experience, he immediately noticed the problem.

Oscar, who had been indifferent, had not made any eye contact with Allen since their conversation earlier. At this time, he was even more aloof, staring straight ahead, with no intention of speaking at all.

"Oh? Isn't this guy gone yet?"

The hearty laughter was interrupted by a burning gaze. Following the direction of the gaze, Nodding quickly found its owner, Philemon, who was wearing a khaki-colored divine robe.

"Oh, High Priest Philemon will be staying in the fortress for a while longer."

Allen smiled slightly and explained to Nodding, "They are waiting for me to evacuate the goblins from Nasir Fortress!"

"What??"

Nodding was shocked, and his eyes became solemn.

Even Oscar, who had been looking straight ahead, finally turned his gaze to Allen at this time.

"Did they threaten you?"

"Don't be afraid, you have our Oak Church behind you. They wouldn't dare to break face with us even if they had ten thousand times the courage!"

"Although in recent years, with His Majesty's slumber, the strength of our Oak Church has suffered serious losses, we still have the reliance of His Majesty's two daughters in the Oak camp, and we are firm and stable allies."

A dangerous aura emanated from Nodding's eyes, constantly clashing with Philemon in the distance.

"No, I proposed it myself."

Allen's expression was calm, without any heartache or reluctance.

"The situation in our Northern Territory is now turbulent. The biggest crisis does not come from the cruel and cunning Drow, but from the Sno-Mi and Raven's Claw tribes, who have lost their original territories. If they still insist on not withdrawing south to the new settlements allocated to them by the Alliance Council, then these two tribes will inevitably disintegrate and decline step by step under the burden of their large populations."

"Moreover, the Northern Territory cannot do without these two powerful tribes. Otherwise, relying only on the Cathol Mountains and the strength of the Ajina-Goblins tribe, I really don't think we can withstand a possible Drow attack."

"Therefore, I decided to hand over Nasir Fortress and the territory north of the fortress to the control of Chief Yariel and Chief Maggot-Eye."

"In this way, their two tribes will no longer be trees that have lost their roots, and they will no longer need the support of our Thorns Ring."

"……"

Allen led Nodding and the others towards his temporary residence, patiently explaining his considerations.

Listening to Allen's explanation, the eyes of Nodding and Oscar were constantly changing, and various thoughts flashed through their minds.

Others may not know how rich the interests of the two fortresses of the Ajina-Goblins tribe are, but Nodding, as a high-level member of the Oak Church, knows it very well. Not to mention the short-sighted native chieftains of the wilderness, even the Oak Church, which had accumulated countless years, was pressured by Bileier during its period of decline when he took the opportunity to form the Thorns Ring team, and forcibly took back 10% of the income from the two fortresses, which made Pope Feritz feel distressed for a long time.

Now, Allen, who has substantially ruled the Ajina-Goblins tribe, is able to give up half of the benefits. Just this amount of magnanimity is enough to leave most of the leaders in the wilderness far behind.

Faced with Allen's long-term plan for the benefit of the Northern Territory, Oscar's eyes softened a little, but at this time Nodding was unhappy.

"Why didn't you wait for us to come before doing this??? Did you not take our Oak Church seriously??"

Nodding's anger came somewhat suddenly, and Allen seemed a little dazed for a moment, but soon he understood the real reason for the other party's anger.

Saying he didn't take the Oak Church seriously was just an excuse. What Nodding was really angry about was that Allen's gift of a fortress also gave away half of the Oak Church's last 10% of the income.

Otherwise, with Nodding's own vision, he wouldn't be unaware of how much Allen's sacrifice would help the wilderness of the Northern Territory and the Oak Church!

Don't forget that the Sno-Mi and Raven's Claw have only recently joined the embrace of the Oak camp. Although they haven't yet expressed an attitude of being closer to which temple, they are, after all, allies of the same camp. In the future, mutual support will allow the Oak camp to take the initiative in the Northern Territory.

"Sorry, Commander Nodding, I oversimplified the problem."

Allen quickly apologized.

"But don't worry, Commander, I have already negotiated with Chief Yariel and Chief Maggot-Eye. The Oak Church's interests in Cathol Canyon will not be reduced by a single point, and the previous share will still be guaranteed."

"Tsk tsk tsk, you seem to think that you can really sit on the position of the Ajina-Goblins tribe chief?"

After hearing Allen's explanation, the anger on Nodding's face gradually subsided, but he still did not forget to take the opportunity to knock Allen down a peg.

After all, without communicating with the Oak Church, this bear goblin had caused such a big thing, breaking the balance of the wilderness and bringing various risks. Then there was the blocking of news, putting the interests of the Church aside. Although his explanation seemed to take care of the Church's interests, these many practices implicitly revealed the fact that he was not controlled by the Church.

"Don't forget, you are the leader of the Green Field tribe, not the chief of the Ajina-Goblins tribe!!!"

"If our Church does not agree, the Wilderness Alliance will definitely not recognize your identity. Even if you finally sit on the chief position of the Ajina-Goblins tribe, you will probably be expelled from the alliance!!!"

"……"

Although Allen knew that Nodding's words were more of a threat and dissatisfaction towards him, wasn't this exactly what he was most worried about!

Taking a huge risk, Allen made a crazy and unbelievable assassination incident in the eyes of others, like a snake swallowing an elephant, all for the population of the Ajina-Goblins tribe itself, and its status as a member of the Mansha Alliance.

To this end, Allen was willing to spend a lot of money to buy off the Sno-Mi, Raven's Claw, and Heart of the Wilderness tribes, and he was able to give up Nasir Fortress and the interests in the fortress without any heartache. He also opened up the wealth and treasures accumulated by the Ajina-Goblins tribe for countless years, and handed over the thick gold, silver, jewelry, and precious magic items to Urok and other tribes one by one.

If he failed to achieve any of these two goals, it would be considered a failure of the plan for Allen. In the future, if he wanted to restore the Ajina-Goblins tribe to its original status and height, Allen could not predict how many years it would take.

"I know you're joking, Commander. I am the most devout believer of Lord Sylvanas, and the most loyal supporter of the Oak Church. If you don't support me, who else will you support!!!"

Allen's emotions only stagnated slightly, and then he returned to normal, puffed out his chest with confidence, and expressed his determination and attitude in front of Nodding.

"Hmph, I hope what you say is consistent with what you do!!!"

Nodding was amused by Allen's performance. Although he knew that Allen's words were just for listening, Nodding, as the representative of the Oak Church in the Northern Territory, also understood that facing this ambitious, talented, and visionary bear goblin leader, what they needed more was to win over and appease him.

How to find a balance point between knocking and winning over, so that the dependent forces can rely closely on the big tree of the Oak Church, Nodding has long been familiar with it over the years.

"Please supervise us, Commander Nodding and Master."

Allen also lowered his head appropriately, expressing his obedience and respect to the Church.

It was much easier to deal with the Oak Church than to deal with the Church of Nature. After all, the Oak Church not only did not suffer any losses in this incident, but also, because of Allen's actions of taking over the magpie's nest, the Ajina-Goblins tribe, which had already been alienated, returned to the Oak camp.

Of course, since Nodding was the representative of this envoy team, he did not let go of the opportunity to extort Allen.

In the end, Allen gave up dozens of miles of land around Shattered Stone Beach and allowed a Dark Elf branch to permanently reside in the Green Field Plain as the price for obtaining the support of the Oak Church.

At this point, all the factors for Allen to annex the Ajina-Goblins tribe were achieved.

In front of him, there was no longer a powerful being that could stop him from sitting on the position of chief of the Ajina-Goblins tribe.

6000-word chapter, sorry for not updating for two days, it's too hot!!