Green Monster Epic

Chapter 472: Allen's Joy

The first day of the Harvest Moon in the Og calendar year 13431 was exceptionally lively at Namur Fortress.

"Congratulations, Allen! We must have more interactions in the future!"

Zolfe, the chieftain of the Uruk kobold tribe, who had traveled from afar, shook hands with Allen affectionately and congratulated him familiarly.

At the same time, behind Uruk, a kobold warrior who was a head taller than the average kobold, respectfully presented a heavy wooden box held in both hands to Allen. Allen then signaled to a similarly strong hobgoblin to take it.

"That's for sure. I'll need Chieftain Zolfe's help in the future!"

"Thank you for coming this time. Come, come, let's go inside and mingle with everyone."

Allen didn't mind Uruk holding his left hand, and instead, he put his arm around the other's shoulder and led him towards the newly built castle.

Thanks to Facardo's tireless efforts, in just over a month, a round, spire-topped castle had been rebuilt on the ruins of the original Birel Castle. Compared to the luxurious and elegant decorative style of the previous Birel Castle, Allen still preferred a simple and practical style. In the large banquet hall, a long table 8 meters long and 2 meters wide was placed in the center.

The ironwood square table, originally intended for daily meetings, was now filled with all kinds of delicacies. To prepare these delicacies, Allen had even sent people to Green Lake Town to transfer a team of goblins with the best culinary skills.

The freshly baked roasted meat and steaming dishes not only had an enticing aroma but also beautiful plating. Set against the backdrop of white porcelain, they were mouthwatering.

Besides Zolfe, there were already many figures in the banquet hall: Nicol of the Wildheart, Maggot Eye of the Raven's Claw, Yarel the Snowmish troll, Philemon, the northern high priest of the Church of Nature, Nordin, the commander of the Oakleaf Templar Knights, Oscar... Even the dark elves who had just established themselves in the Shingle Beach had their new warden, Ted, personally present.

A group of legendary powerhouses sat in a dozen independent sofas in the left corner of the banquet hall, holding plates in their hands, savoring the food of the Green Field tribe while chatting casually.

"Zolfe, you're late this time!"

From afar, Yarel raised his crystal cup and greeted Zolfe.

Zolfe scanned the room and then said with a smile, "I don't think I'm the last one to arrive, am I? Aren't there still two who haven't come?"

"Hahaha, that's true!"

"May the grace of the oak tree spread throughout Fayman, Your Excellency!"

"May the Father God bless you, warrior of the wilderness!"

"May the glory of nature..."

Everyone was very familiar with each other, and there was no need for Allen to introduce them. Everyone rarely adopted some etiquette. Such scenes had already happened several times when the leaders of other tribes arrived. Allen chatted with everyone casually, while also glancing towards the entrance of the castle from time to time. When he saw the hobgoblin Facardo standing at the entrance signaling to Allen, Allen excused himself and walked out.

Another wave of guests arrived, lizardmen envoys from the Argan and Amansha tribes, led by Chief Shifenqi of the Amansha tribe and Elder Zhanrui of the Argan tribe.

"Congratulations, Allen, on becoming the chieftain of the Ajinaga tribe! Oh, I heard that the Ajinaga tribe is going to change its name to the Green Field tribe, is that right?"

Zhanrui had dealt with Allen more times than Chief Shifenqi of the Amansha tribe, so when he congratulated Allen, his emotions were more sincere.

"Thank you. I hope Chief Shifenqi and Zhanrui, you two, can take care of me more in the future!"

"...That is..."

Allen's way of dealing with people was becoming more and more skilled. From the arrival of the first batch of guests in the morning until now, the smile on his face had never stopped. Although the muscles on his face were sore and twitching, the smile he revealed seemed very sincere to others.

Allen had been waiting for guests to arrive almost all day. Although he had given a specific time when inviting the various forces in the North, there were always people who chose to arrive on the day of the celebration for various reasons.

"...Huh!"

In the evening, the forces that Allen truly valued had basically arrived. Just as he was about to go inside to officially start his banquet, a team of suddenly visiting guests appeared, which surprised him somewhat.

"Hehe, what's wrong? Chieftain Allen, are you not welcoming guests who have come from afar after hearing your name?"

A team of almost all females, walking gracefully, with a fragrant breeze blowing, drow with dark skin and most of their bodies exposed to the air, were slowly descending from the sky.

Around them, teams of goblin warriors had already placed their weapons in front of them, their eyes revealing a strong hostility towards this group of a dozen drow.

"I heard that Chieftain Allen has now become the chieftain of the Ajinaga tribe, and we will be neighbors in the future, so I represent the Hochia Federation to send our blessings to Chieftain Allen!"

The Hochia Federation is an alliance formed by the three drow city-states that invaded the wilderness. Originally, the federation had four city-state members, but after Mother Mavis of the Korima city-state was killed by Allen and his party, the drow army loyal to Mavis counterattacked Nasir Fortress to avenge Mavis but suffered an ambush by the members of the Thorns Ring Alliance and suffered heavy losses. The Korima city-state also became prey in the eyes of the other three members and was divided and annexed.

"Welcome, everyone. I don't know what to call you, beautiful lady?"

Allen waved his hand lightly, and the goblin warriors guarding around the castle, who had slowly formed an encirclement, returned to their posts one after another. At the same time, he also restrained his inner displeasure, put on a polite smile again, and slowly asked.

"Hehe, Chieftain Allen can just call me Lily!"

The female drow leader named Lily is the Holy Maiden of the Asiasay city-state in the Federation, a high-ranking figure whose power is second only to Mother Kesey. Her eyes were seductive as she introduced herself, while not forgetting to brush her slender hand against Allen's chest.

Allen took a step back imperceptibly, thinking about how to settle the other party, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble after the dark elf warden Ted, Yarel, and others saw it.

Speaking of which, this group of drow is really bold. They dared to show up even when they were hostile to each other. They were not afraid that Allen and the others would turn against them and leave their group in Namur Fortress.

"Holy Maiden Ashley, why are you here too?"

Just as Allen was in a dilemma, a person walked out of the castle and took the initiative to greet the drow. It was Philemon, the northern high priest of the Church of Nature.

"Didn't we hear that the Ajinaga tribe has a new chieftain? So we came to visit and, by the way, propose a truce to your wilderness."

The drow, whose real name was Aishuli, cast a bewitching glance, then turned her eyes to Allen, as if Allen were a delicate flower, and she herself were a bee gathering honey.

"This is a good thing. It's better for everyone to coexist peacefully than to fight all the time!! The wilderness has experienced many wars over the years. It's always good to have fewer deaths of Nature's children."

Philimon looked happy, sincerely supporting the drow's proposal.

Seeing this scene, Allen understood why the drow dared to visit. He sneered in his heart at the pretense of both sides, but his face remained unchanged. He simply made an inviting gesture to Aishuli, inviting her to enter the castle together.

Allen was no longer the blank slate hobgoblin he once was, and he would never believe in so-called coincidences again. The drow's visit and Philimon's opportune arrival were nothing more than a performance for Allen and the other Northern Territory members.

Allen believed that Aishuli, the drow, was sincere in her proposal for a truce, but they chose to arrive just as Allen was ascending to the position of chieftain of the Ajina tribe, congratulating Allen under this name. The timing was simply too perfect.

Regarding the truce, members of the Thorns Ring, such as Urok and Amansha, naturally didn't care, or rather, they were happy to see it happen. After all, they were not the ones whose interests were being harmed. On the contrary, because Snowmi and the Raven's Claw were mainly fighting the drow on the front lines, they were forced to provide basic supplies, even if they didn't provide troop or personnel support.

However, Snowmi's Arier and the Raven's Claw's Maggot Eye would not be willing. If they were really willing to give up the Cold Wind Ridge and Bonn City, they would have already gone south to settle in the new territories provided by the council.

However, Allen had previously promised Philimon, in order to persuade him to support his rule over the Ajina tribe, that he would make Arier and Maggot Eye quiet down, allowing Philimon to see a glimmer of opportunity for a truce.

Under the lure of Nasir Fortress's interests, Philimon believed that the two old guys, Arier and Maggot Eye, could still be persuaded by Allen.

Therefore, Philimon secretly tipped off the drow in Bonn City, roughly revealing the relationship between the wilderness tribes on the Kator front, which ultimately led to Aishuli's sudden visit.

Although it was only a brief glimpse, Allen knew that the half-elf priest behind him, who looked so smiling and amiable, was not as sunny as he looked on the surface!!

Seizing the opportunity of his invitation to everyone to attend the banquet because he had confirmed his position as chieftain, Philimon brought in the drow delegation and proposed a truce. No matter what the final result, it would be beneficial to the Church of Nature.

It was very likely that Arier and Maggot Eye, the two leaders with the most resolute stance against attacking, would restrain themselves at Allen's banquet, even if they were filled with disdain and opposition to the proposal, because Nasir Fortress had not yet been obtained and they were allies with Allen.

Before Nasir Fortress was completely handed over to Arier and Maggot Eye, they would probably not want to disrupt Allen's happy event.

Even if Arier and Maggot Eye couldn't bear the anger in their hearts and lashed out at Allen's banquet, it wouldn't be a loss for Philimon!!

Allen's assassination of Beryl and control of the Ajina tribe had already damaged the interests of the Church of Nature, causing the Ajina tribe, which they had painstakingly cultivated, to return to the Oak camp in a short period of time.

Moreover, because of the wooing of the Ajina tribe and the negotiations with the drow, Snowmi and the Raven's Claw, who originally belonged to the Church of Nature's camp, also leaned towards the Oak camp.

In this way, the Church of Nature's previous actions and arrangements not only failed to achieve any results, but also suffered considerable losses.

If he could provoke Arier, especially Maggot Eye, the inherently irritable gnoll, to cause trouble at Allen's banquet, then Allen, who valued this banquet highly and lost face, might really turn against Arier and Maggot Eye.

At that time, if Allen wanted to go back on his word and didn't want to hand over Nasir Fortress to Arier and Maggot Eye as their base, then Philimon would have a reason to reason with Allen, using the excuse of upholding justice for Arier and Maggot Eye to re-exert his strength and pull the two tribes back into the Church of Nature's camp.

Accompanying Aishuli, who carried a fragrant breeze, Allen walked towards the castle, while secretly glancing at Philimon's handsome face. He couldn't help but sneer in his heart. These guys in front of him were not easy to deal with!

"Damn drow, you dare to come here. I'm going to..."

Sure enough, when he saw Aishuli and a dozen drow swaying their snake waists and walking into the castle's banquet hall, the gnoll leader Maggot Eye's eyes widened, and he was about to lose it on the spot. Fortunately, Arier, who was sitting next to him, stopped Maggot Eye in time. Otherwise, Maggot Eye would have smashed the banquet hall to pieces and rushed to Aishuli and her group.

Even so, when Maggot Eye's legendary high-level pressure emanated unreservedly, dozens of carefully selected maids in the hall paled and trembled, gritting their teeth and holding onto the walls for support. Several servants who were walking back and forth with trays fell to the shiny marble floor, spilling the wine and drinks in the trays, creating a mess.

"Cough cough!!"

Allen stepped in front of Aishuli, blocking Maggot Eye's line of sight, and at the same time cast a pleading look at Arier, Nordin, and others.

"Saintess Aishuli is here to congratulate me on becoming the chieftain of the Ajina tribe. Chieftain Maggot Eye, please, for my sake, let's live in peace today, okay?"

"That's right, today is the day. Let's bear with it. Revenge isn't something to be rushed."

Arier's strong arms held back Maggot Eye, while his cold eyes pierced through Allen's body, focusing intense killing intent on Aishuli, whose face was not visible.

Ding ding!!

"Alright, you are all part of the wilderness. Don't make a fool of yourselves in front of outsiders, making them think we are not united!!"

After lightly tapping the table next to him twice, Nordin also spoke up in time to dissuade them. His magnetic words, combined with his own power, did cause Maggot Eye to have some scruples, and he angrily restrained the pressure he was releasing.

"Giggle giggle, your wilderness people's welcome ceremony is really special!"

Aishuli, who didn't think the matter was big enough, poked her head out from behind Allen, placed a pair of soft hands on Allen's broad shoulders, and whispered in his ear.