Green Monster Epic

Unfazed, Allen disengaged from Ai Xuli's embrace, took a few steps forward, and slowly began to introduce her.

"This Saintess Ai Xuli is our neighbor from the north, sent to congratulate me on assuming the position of chieftain of the Ajinaga tribe."

"Personally, I wasn't aware of their visit. I suppose someone among us secretly informed Saintess Ai Xuli and her people."

As he spoke, Allen glanced to his left, where Chief Priest Philimon, dressed in an ocher robe, stood beside him, the implication clear.

"However, since you've come to my territory, as the host, I welcome Saintess Ai Xuli's arrival. At the same time, I hope everyone can give me face, as I've just become the chieftain, and not cause any unpleasantness at this time, okay?"

"Here, I thank everyone for your support and cooperation in advance."

If he had known, he wouldn't have bothered with this so-called civilized world celebration banquet, Allen thought with some regret.

After securing the support of the Church of Nature and the Oak Court, Allen subsequently finalized his succession as chieftain at a meeting of the Ajinaga tribe's middle and upper echelons.

At that time, many people's faces were filled with dissatisfaction and anger, but in the face of Allen, this powerful and ruthless hobgoblin, everyone dared to be angry but dared not speak out, because the corpses of that group of fellow tribesmen who served as a warning had not completely rotted, and even now, a stench of decaying bodies could still be smelled from time to time in the city.

If he hadn't been concerned about not yet persuading the Church of Nature and the Oak Court, Allen could have already taken the position of chieftain after assassinating Beryl and purging the Ajinaga tribe's upper ranks.

After truly clarifying his position, thinking about the tribe's bright future and the unparalleled sense of accomplishment in his heart, Allen made a snap decision to imitate the civilized world's practice of celebrating happy events by holding a banquet in the newly built castle to announce his rule over the Ajinaga tribe to the outside world.

Who would have thought that before the banquet even started, so many troubles would have arisen, which is why Allen felt so annoyed.

Allen solemnly declared his sovereignty. Although the smile on his face didn't fade, no one dared to ignore the meaning in Allen's words as they reached the ears of those present.

Yariel whispered in Maggot Eye's ear, and the agitation and anger in Maggot Eye's eyes gradually subsided, but his gaze remained fixed on Ai Xuli, whose graceful figure was revealed from behind Allen. The other leaders and heads of forces didn't have emotions as intense as Maggot Eye's, but their eyes occasionally revealed a dangerous aura and a sense of alienation.

"… Welcome everyone to my banquet. As the newly appointed chieftain of the Ajinaga tribe, I, Allen Witt, am willing to interact with various tribes and forces in the wilderness with the most open attitude."

"… At the same time, I hope that all of you partners and friends present can help and support each other in the days to come, so that we can restore a peaceful life in the Northern Territory…"

"… Alright, enjoy the delicious food and wine tonight!"

"… Don't miss today's good opportunity, because even if you want to eat such delicious food in the future, you may not be able to find someone to make it even if you spend money…"

The banquet finally began. As the protagonist of the banquet, Allen rarely put on a luxurious golden silk robe, stood in front of the viewing platform on the second floor of the castle, held a crystal glass filled with bright red wine, and presided over the banquet tonight in a high-pitched tone.

The content of the speech didn't have any practical value, basically just empty words and clichés. As he ended with a small joke, the banquet officially entered the sharing and exchange stage.

There were enchanting half-elf dancers, swaying their snake-like waists, dancing gracefully to the accompaniment of singers; there were excited wilderness natives, joining the dancers' ranks, twisting their bodies wildly, beginning their revelry; and there were those with flattering and enthusiastic figures, walking among the powerful and influential, taking the opportunity to connect with each other.

Allen, who had just shown his face, held his wine glass and began a scheming conversation with the true dignitaries in the castle, taking advantage of tonight's party.

"… Allen, you promised to give up Nasir Fortress, but there are still so many goblins in the city. When exactly are you going to hand it over to us?"

Yariel seemed to be drunk, but in reality, his eyes were clear. After clinking his crystal glass with the wine glass in Allen's hand, he asked quietly.

On the other side, Maggot Eye, who was holding a large roasted beef leg and devouring it, didn't turn his head, but the ears standing upright on his head had already betrayed his inner thoughts.

"Chieftain Yariel, that's a large-scale migration of more than 100,000 people. I not only have to organize their return to Nasir Fortress and the Greenwild Plains, but also have to prepare a large number of residential and living areas in advance, otherwise there will be problems!"

Allen didn't intend to go back on his promise to abandon Nasir Fortress. Although he was reluctant in his heart, compared to the benefits he had gained, giving up Nasir Fortress to stabilize the situation in the Northern Territory was not unacceptable.

With Snowme and Raven's Claw blocking the most threatening drow elves on the front lines, and the Elven Kingdom further north, Allen could have more buffer and reaction time. At the same time, Allen could have a more stable environment to digest and absorb the Ajinaga tribe and integrate it with the Greenwild tribe.

Of course, although he was going to abandon Nasir Fortress, Allen wouldn't let the trolls and gnolls benefit for nothing. As long as there were valuable and movable items, and even buildings, Allen still ordered Albard and Facado to move them all back to Nasir Fortress.

Even materials like magic-absorbing stones, which were used in important strongholds and buildings, were strictly followed by Albard and his group, according to Chieftain Allen's orders, to be pried off the buildings piece by piece and continuously transported from the Cator Canyon to Nasir Fortress.

Yariel and the others saw it in their eyes and were angry in their hearts. If Allen hadn't been somewhat restrained and didn't pack up the magic-absorbing stones that formed the main body of Nasir Fortress and take them away, Yariel and the others might not have been able to restrain their anger and directly fought with Albard's demolition team.

"Give me two more months to settle everything."

Allen patted his chest and made a guarantee.

"Give you two more months, and you'll have demolished all the houses in the fortress!"

Maggot Eye really couldn't listen anymore. Although the natives at the bottom of the wilderness didn't have high requirements for living conditions, they still needed a shed to shelter them from the wind and rain, right?

"How is that possible!"

Tilting his head, Allen refused to admit it, saying, "Isn't half of your two races' women, children, and infants already settled in the fortress? Look, I haven't bullied them. They get two meals a day, and I've never skimped on the portions!!"

"Humph!"

Allen had at least done a good job in this regard, freeing up large areas of residential space for the two tribes from the canyon and outside the fortress to live in. This reduced the pressure on Arier and Maggot Eye and gradually stabilized the scattered morale of the two tribes.

"If we have time next, I think the three of us should set a time to have a good chat about the toll system for merchants passing through the two fortresses."

Every day Allen delays, he earns another day of merchant tax revenue. This is also the biggest reason for Arier and Maggot Eye's resentment at this time. Coveting the passing merchants, Arier finally wanted to take this opportunity to finalize some important matters with Allen.

"Exactly!"

"Alright, wait two months. After the handover is complete, we can chat together..."

Allen raised his glass, clinked it with Arier's, and said slyly.

"Oh, by the way, the drow came this time to discuss a truce with us. I personally think that before the handover of Nasir Fortress is completed and your two races are stable, we can temporarily consider this truce."

"When you think the time is right and you are confident in recovering the lost territory, finding a reason to start a war again is not a troublesome matter."

Allen approached Arier and Maggot Eye's circle just to give them a heads-up in advance and appease them, lest the drow Aishlee find a suitable opportunity to explain her intentions and anger Arier and Maggot Eye, blowing things out of proportion.

"...Allen!! You promised us that you would support us in attacking the drow to the north. Are you trying to go back on your word now?"

The easily angered Maggot Eye glared at Allen with his big eyes and growled.

"Chief Maggot Eye, please pay attention. I only promised you that I would support you in reclaiming your homeland when the opportunity is right."

Allen faced Maggot Eye and Arier with a serious expression, sternly reminding them, "If it's just like the previous wars, pointlessly sending our elite warriors to their deaths without any progress, I will never agree to let my children fool around with you."

Nearly ten thousand goblins were transferred from the Ajinaga tribe by Allen and sent to Maggot Eye and Arier, who then sent them to the front lines. In just over half a month, more than half of these ten thousand goblins were lost.

Although Allen was also clear in his heart that this team was sent to the front lines to die, he still felt a little heartache at the loss of so many so quickly. Of course, this also indirectly verified that Maggot Eye and Arier's counter-offensive measures and strength were completely disadvantageous, and there was no possibility of success.

"Allen, the problem is time. We can't afford to wait!!"

Arier said earnestly, "You're not on the front lines, so you don't know that the drow's subsequent teams entering the wilderness drag long lines and come over every six months. If we give the drow any more time, I'm afraid they'll really stay in the wilderness and never leave!!"

"Chief Arier, some things can't be rushed..."

Just as Allen and the others were chatting enthusiastically, a series of muffled roars suddenly came from outside the castle. Although they were masked by the various musical instruments in the banquet hall and were not too loud, everyone on the second floor was a creature with keen ears and sensitive spirits. They all raised their heads and focused their gaze on Allen, either suspiciously or vigilantly.

Allen was also surprised. He stood up with a whoosh and was about to lift his foot and walk out, but after feeling everyone's gaze, he stopped.

"Sorry, it might be some little brats causing trouble. I'll go out and take a look. Don't worry, everyone!!"

"Commander Nording, Master Oscar, please help me take care of the castle. I'll be right back!!"

Allen named Nording and Oscar, which was also a reminder to everyone present that with the presence of the Temple forces, he, Allen, was not stupid enough to set a trap for everyone.

After saying these two comforting words, Allen no longer hesitated and ran out of the castle.

"Do you need our help?"

Nicole chased after him.

"No need!"

Allen's response came from afar.

However, it seemed that Allen's comfort did not have much effect. Following Allen's back, the other tribal leaders and temple envoys followed suit.

In the southeast and southwest corners of the fortress, faint flashes of fire could be seen. Facardo, who was one step ahead of Allen, had already sent trusted warriors from the castle to the chaotic areas. Before long, the sounds of fighting and increasingly loud magical explosions came, and there were signs of escalating.

Allen floated high in the air, his face solemn and cold. His keen hearing picked up the roaring shouts of people below. Although they were not clear, he roughly understood the possibility behind this accident.

"To seek justice for Chieftain Bile!"

"Please, Commander Nording, avenge our chieftain!!"

"We will never agree to the bear goblins being our..."

After all, it was a tribe that had been breeding and continuing for countless years. It was not something that Allen could completely disrupt the people's hearts and incorporate it into his own use in just a few short months. Perhaps, after losing the two legendary pillars, Bile and Manoranjin, and experiencing a thunderous purge, many wise goblins had clearly realized that they could no longer reverse the entire situation with their own strength alone.

Many of the warriors at the bottom of the tribe had already become alienated and unable to unite. Although the companions in the upper echelons of the tribe who were still loyal to the tribe's bloodline were confident that they could gather a team of elite warriors to resist the attacks of Allen, a legendary powerhouse, within a certain time limit, it was truly impossible for them to defeat Allen or even kill him with their small group.

Therefore, after some private communication and exchange, a group of former chieftain's followers finally decided that when the envoys of the Church of Nature and the Oak Temple, who could truly make decisions, arrived, they would unexpectedly launch an uprising, alarming these existences and using their power and the determination and will of their group to complete the expulsion of Allen, the despicable and shameless bear goblin.

I was still muttering that this handover ceremony was going too smoothly. So these guys were waiting here!!

Allen smiled self-deprecatingly, and then his eyes gradually became sharp, and a cold killing intent emanated from his body.

"I was just afraid that you would hide in rat holes and not come out. Now it's just right. Let it be a blood baptism for my rule of Ajinaga!!"