Green Monster Epic

Chapter 482: Their Own Plans

Allen didn't stay long in Corima Village and left before nightfall.

About half a month after Allen left, Legendary Priestess Lydia led a team of hundreds of Drow, crossing countless mountains to the north, and quietly returned to the village under the cover of night.

"My compatriots, welcome to Corima Village. You no longer have to live in fear. The grace of the Veiled Moon will protect you."

Seeing hundreds of new companions, Ted made no attempt to hide the brilliant smile on his face, instructing his subordinates to help everyone with their luggage while reassuring them in a gentle tone.

A group of newly arrived Drow—no, they should now be called Dark Elves who have abandoned darkness for light—had some apprehension and anxiety in their eyes. Their eyes were full of vigilance.

Although Lydia had done a lot of ideological work on the way here and depicted their future life, their long experience in the Drow city-states made it difficult for them to feel safe and to trust other strangers.

Seeing this, Ted felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. He could imagine what the lives of these new companions had been like, because when his group initially settled here, there was a great deal of mistrust among them for a long time.

However, he also believed that if these new companions were given some time, they should change. After all, every Drow who can adhere to the faith of the Veiled Moon is always kind and desires love deep down.

After settling everything, Ted finally had the opportunity to be alone with Lydia, and they began to exchange their experiences during this period.

"The defenses around Bone City are becoming more and more strict. Many of our companions were caught by the Drow guards during their escape, and their fate is unknown."

Although she brought back nearly five hundred companions, the news Lydia received from these companions was not friendly.

"I'm wondering if we should temporarily stop the evacuation of believers and restart after the Drow's defenses have relaxed."

"Well… I'll defer to your opinion on this. After all, you are the most familiar with the problems ahead. I support your opinion."

Ted nodded, expressing his opinion.

Everyone else thought that Ted and his group were temporarily staying at Pebble Beach because they wanted to ensure the health of the children in the group, but in fact, their real goal was the Veiled Moon believers who were still lurking in the Drow teams in the Bone City and Coldwind Post area.

Most of the Veiled Moon believers in Coldwind Post had moved to Pebble Beach with Ted and their uprising, but there were still many believers who continued to stay in the city for various reasons; as for the believers in Bone City, there were even more of them.

Because of the Coldwind Post riots, Bone City had become more strict in monitoring and controlling the lower classes and warriors, so escaping the Drow's control required more careful planning and more time.

Of course, there were also believers hidden among the tribes who were gradually migrating from the underground.

For Lydia, every believer of the Veiled Moon was a valuable asset, because in countless years of competition with the Spider Queen, the Veiled Moon was always at a disadvantage because the goddess had too few believers, preventing Her from being promoted to a higher divine position.

As the Veiled Moon's evangelist, Lydia's greatest mission was to spread the Veiled Moon's ideals and protect the goddess's believers from being harmed by the Drow.

"However, I'm worried that the growth of our village's population will cause resentment from the Greenskins in the west and a stronger sense of hostility."

As the guardian of the village, Ted positioned himself as the protector of the tribe. Although he supported Lydia's actions, he was more concerned about the safety of the village that had been so hard to build.

"Now that the Greenskin leader, Allen, has annexed the Aginna tribe to the east, his strength is even greater. If he really wants to attack us, I'm not sure I can protect the village and our compatriots."

"Don't be so pessimistic about everything, my friend. The goddess is protecting us in heaven!"

Lydia smiled slightly, like a spring breeze.

"The Goblin leader in your eyes is a being full of hostility towards our tribe, but I have sensed a strong ambition and pursuit from his heart, and I have also seen his attitude of treating our tribe equally."

"Perhaps his hostility is just a disguise. Do you know? The children we sent to Green Lake Town felt the friendly and warm kindness from the Goblins."

"Although I can't see the truth behind the mist, I believe that as long as the other party maintains a good relationship with the Oakwood faction, as long as we can continue to rescue more tribesmen, then our safety will be sufficiently guaranteed."

"If our biggest goal here is achieved, then even if we face the Bugbear tribe, we will at least have no problem protecting ourselves!"

"No matter where you are, strength is the only effective means of self-preservation."

"I admit that."

Ted's understanding of strength was no weaker than Lydia's.

"In any case, our most important task now is to maintain the existing peaceful relationship."

"By the way, the Bugbear leader came to our village alone half a month ago."

"Really? What did he come for?"

"He told me that he wanted to build a road connecting Mur Fortress in the east with the Green Field Plain, and asked if we would be willing to participate."

"That's a good thing! It will not only ease relations with the Green Field tribe, but also benefit the development of our village."

"But I'm worried that if this road is completed, it will be more convenient for the Green Field tribe to send troops to attack our village."

"Even without this road, the Goblins would attack…"

Having come to the edge of the Green Field Plain, it was not appropriate not to return to his clan to take a look. After leaving Corima Village, Allen returned directly to his home in Green Lake Town.

The Earth Goblin Lena rarely saw Allen's appearance. Not only did she not cling to him, but she went straight to her boudoir on the second floor, as if she didn't want to communicate with Allen.

Seeing this scene, Allen could only respond with a wry smile. He could imagine Lena's resentment towards him at this time, which he had already thought of when he decided to assassinate Birel.

Regardless of Lena's mood, Allen had already instructed the soldiers outside the castle to call the town's high-level officials over for a meeting.

Soon, the nearly 70-year-old Stoneskin, leaning on a cane, arrived at Allen's stone castle with the support of Trick. Behind them were faces that Allen was familiar with and unfamiliar with. The older generation was passing away, and the new generation of children was growing up.

Seeing this scene, Allen felt a little emotional. Even his own descendants were getting old, but he had to bury them. Just thinking about this made Allen feel uncomfortable.

No wonder the legendary powerhouses become more and more indifferent as they live longer, and they become more cruel and ruthless towards ordinary intelligent creatures. I only hope that I will not follow in these guys' footsteps and lose my inner persistence.

"How is the situation in town recently?"

Alan rarely intervened in the tribe's specific affairs of management and decision-making, only occasionally inquiring about the situation during the council meetings.

"Fortunately, this year's grain harvest is another bumper crop. Compared to the last season's grain yield, this year's average output per acre has increased by 50 pounds."

"The recently concluded martial arts tournament saw an increase in participation from high, middle, and low-level warriors. Moreover, we added a 6-person team battle this time…"

Terrick was the one reporting the overview, as instructed by Alan. Stonefist had gradually relinquished his duties as town chief and was now mainly assisting Terrick, helping him to find and fix any oversights.

Alan listened intently to Terrick's report while scanning the faces around him. The phenomenon of old and new generations replacing each other didn't seem obvious in the middle ranks. Many of the faces sitting at the long conference table in front of Alan were close to Stonefist's age.

When creatures reach old age, they can no longer complete too much heavy physical or mental work. Although Alan acknowledged the experience and training that age brought, if young goblins weren't given suitable platforms for experience, they wouldn't be able to grow up quickly.

When purging the high-ranking members of the former Aginaga tribe, Alan had already noticed a major problem in that tribe: the members over 50 years old in the middle and high ranks accounted for more than 2/3 of the total number. In other words, there were far fewer young faces in some positions that required facing danger and fighting.

The stage when goblins have the most energy and vitality generally starts around the age of 18, and then begins to decline after the age of 50. Due to factors such as living environment and adventure experience, when the natives of the wilderness live to be 55-60 years old, their various physical characteristics will rapidly decline and age.

Of course, many wilderness natives don't even live to be 60 years old before they pass away.

"Approximately how many students have graduated from the town's advanced academy?"

After the heads of each department finished reporting the situation one by one, Alan asked casually.

"Currently, our advanced academy has more than 30 graduates every year. Over the years, excluding those who died in adventures or went missing, there are a total of more than 1,300 advanced academy graduates."

Although he didn't expect Alan to ask this question, Terrick, who knew the town's situation like the back of his hand, paused slightly before giving an accurate answer.

"Of the two teams of more than a thousand people sent to Nasir and Namur Fortress last time, two hundred members were graduates of the advanced academy."

"I want to establish a school system in Namur Fortress to educate all underage goblins. Calculate how many teachers are needed, and then transfer some of them from the graduates for me."

Alan had never slackened his investment in education. Since learning that most knowledge inheritance in civilized societies is carried out through education, he decided to establish a school belonging to their tribe in Green Lake Town.

With the help of the human slave Philip, Alan established a primary school, and then, after a series of talent introductions and cultivation, successively opened intermediate and advanced schools. It was precisely because these tribesmen, who had learned knowledge and had greatly different perspectives, diligently managed their respective work that the Green Field Tribe developed so rapidly.

The knowledge inheritance of the annexed Aginaga tribe was very different. Each family regarded the collected knowledge as their own family's treasures. Only members of their own family, or talents they had won over, could learn useful things. It was really more difficult than ascending to heaven for other ordinary goblins to acquire knowledge.

This has also been the main reason why the various levels and positions of the Aginaga tribe have been very solidified.

"Okay."

Terrick lowered his head and wrote this matter down in his personal notebook.

"However, can I ask how many underage goblins there are in Namur Fortress?"

"The number should be around 30,000 to 40,000, but I will divert a portion of the goblins to settle in Green Lake Town and Rapid Current Bay. By then, the number of children remaining in Namur Fortress is estimated to be just over 20,000."

Thinking of this, Alan raised his head and instructed Terrick and the group of goblins.

"By the way, you must also be prepared. You all have to control the living and housing problems of the goblins who will be diverted here."

"Chieftain, aren't we moving over there?"

Below, a short goblin supervisor named Fan'an asked with some disappointment.

"Moving to where?"

Alan's tiger body shook, and he raised his voice and said.

"Remember this for me!! The roots of our Green Field Tribe are here, and we will never leave this homeland!!"

"Those who are thinking about moving, go and see the tomb clusters on the shore of Green Lake, and ask the heroic spirits of the warriors who sacrificed for the tribe whether they agree!!"

Alan knew that there were quite a few goblins who had such thoughts.

Although life in Green Lake Town was still considered comfortable, the remote geographical environment and the relatively harsh climate were actually a bit difficult for many tribesmen who had traveled and adventured outside and seen the wonderful world.

After being reprimanded by Alan, many people present lowered their heads guiltily.

"Chieftain, does that mean that we will be opening up the road between Green Lake Town and Namur Fortress next?"

In order to break the awkward silence, Terrick quickly interjected and asked Alan for instructions.

Hearing Terrick's words, Alan's eyes revealed a look of surprise. Even he himself had only decided to invest manpower in opening up the road after making a choice. However, he didn't expect that Terrick had already guessed this point in advance. It seemed that this town chief candidate, who was just over thirty years old, was not a wrong choice.

"You do see far enough, not bad!"

Alan praised Terrick appreciatively. Terrick smiled slightly and had no other expression, while Stonefist, sitting opposite him, had a flash of light in his turbid eyes, which then dimmed down.

"That's right, I do have this plan."

"After migrating a portion of the population from Nasir Fortress to this side, you must prepare to organize manpower and resources to carry out the road-opening plan."

"Before that, you must also make a plan and choose the route."

"Chieftain, such a huge project may not be successful in a short period of time, and there are too many variables in the future. Should we take a longer-term view?"

Stonefist, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly took the initiative to question him.

"This matter is decided, there is no need for a longer-term view!"

Alan flatly rejected Stonefist's statement.

"You are too used to good days, and you have all become lazy!!"

"I think it is necessary to spur you supervisors and leaders on!!"

"…"