Green Monster Epic

In the not-so-luxurious hall, a hubbub of clinking glasses filled the air. The earth goblin and hobgoblin servants had all been replaced by young females. By goblin standards, they were all considered alluring beauties, carrying exquisite silverware and porcelain, laden with steaming dishes or the remnants of meals.

On either side of the long dining table, the dragon Figglas, in his elven form, sat without a trace of elegance, embracing one on each side. He didn't forget to open his mouth to swallow the delicacies presented by the goblin females in his arms, savoring the pleasure the food brought.

Across from him, Allen wore a smile, occasionally chatting with Figglas. He turned a blind eye to Figglas's occasional lewd gestures, showing no dissatisfaction.

Perhaps because they were born at the top of the natural food chain, backed by formidable strength, dragons rarely seemed to restrain their desires. This was reflected in many legends about them, often associating them with greed and brutality.

Of course, this wasn't absolute. The longer a dragon lived, the more it experienced, and as its life force gradually slowed, its personality would gradually mellow. But Figglas, being a dragon just entering his prime, was clearly not at that mature and composed stage.

Having entertained Figglas for these past few days, Allen had gained some understanding of the dragon's personality. Now, facing the other party's undisguised and absurd behavior, Allen felt not aversion but a hint of secret joy.

To win over and appease a dragon with the legendary high-level combat power of a humanoid creature would bring far more benefits than disadvantages to the Green Field Tribe.

Most adult dragons acted alone. Only the black dragon clan subdued by the Spider Queen Rose formed alliances with the drow, gathering around their city-states in bloodline-based units. Coupled with the attitudes of the intelligent races of the Ferman plane toward dragons, Figglas would have to live a secluded life in uninhabited mountains, boundless oceans, isolated islands, or deserts with few living creatures, just as he had done before, if he wanted a stable and peaceful life.

With the friendship forged during his years of lurking in Green Lake Town, plus Allen's deliberate wooing now, at least the friendship with the dragon Figglas had shown a glimmer of hope.

The two goblin females held in Figglas's arms had some resistance and awe in their eyes. According to their standards of beauty, this thin and slender elven form was not their ideal partner. Especially since they also knew that this elf was transformed from a dragon, and legends said that dragons were capricious and bloodthirsty, making them act cautiously, fearing that they might accidentally anger this Mr. Dragon.

Allen frowned almost imperceptibly. These females were always so troublesome. Being able to contribute to the tribe should be an honor for these goblins who only had appearances and not much talent. Otherwise, why should the tribe raise and protect them?

"Now that you've awakened this time, do you have any other plans?"

While eating, Allen casually asked.

"What plans could I have? It's rare that those two old dogs have left this place. I should enjoy life!"

Figglas grabbed a handful of the hobgoblin female's chest, then tore off a piece of crispy roasted meat from a chop handed over by the earth goblin female, chewing it heartily. If an elf saw this scene, they would probably scold the guy in the elven skin on the spot, saying he had disgraced the elves and had no elegance at all.

"Oh!"

Allen's eyes flickered.

"Why not stay in our Moore City for a while? I dare say that among the many towns in the wilderness, apart from Mansha City, our Moore Fortress is probably the most lively, with the most entertainment options."

"Hehe, that's what I was thinking!"

"Mua!!!"

Tilting his head and planting a greasy kiss on the earth goblin's delicate cheek, Figglas replied lewdly.

Allen's thoughts were deep, and the seemingly unrestrained dragon Figglas was not necessarily as simple as he appeared. Entering Moore Fortress, Figglas, who had been making all kinds of excessive behaviors, was also secretly observing Allen, because he also had a big plan of his own.

Figglas, who had lived in Green Lake Town before, naturally showed his true colors in front of Allen since few people paid attention to him. Allen's character and abilities were roughly understood by Figglas, who had lived in Green Lake for a short time.

Especially the last time the two met in the Catoer Mountains, Allen suddenly stopped in the face of a great opportunity that could have seriously injured Figglas, which made Figglas feel even more favorable towards him.

Not all strong people can resist temptation and give up the opportunity to kill a legendary dragon. Not to mention anything else, just the dragon's flesh and the magical gland as a magical beast were almost equivalent to the value of a demigod, not to mention that dragons were naturally fond of collecting treasures, which meant they always carried huge amounts of wealth with them.

Now, meeting by chance, while surprised and envious of Allen's rapid growth in strength, Figglas also had a thought and thought of a big thing he was preparing for.

Staying in Moore Fortress for a while, even if Allen didn't mention it, Figglas would actually find a way to stay, taking advantage of the time to further investigate Allen and deepen the relationship between them, forming a relatively stable alliance.

"But I have to change my appearance. Your tribe members probably already know my current appearance. I don't like being stared at when I'm having fun!"

Figglas lowered his head and looked at his slender and upright body.

"Whatever you want. As long as you don't go to the important facilities in my tribe's city and abide by our tribe's rules, you can do whatever you want in other aspects."

Allen warned the dragon in advance, lest the relationship not be established and instead create conflict. Back then, after this guy helped Green Lake Town out of the siege, he scraped away all the wealth that their tribe had accumulated for many years before leaving. Allen remembered this clearly.

"Oh! Don't worry, I, Figglas, have always been a staunch supporter of law and order, and I will definitely not cause you any trouble!"

The more readily Figglas answered, the more uneasy Allen felt. Powerful guys like dragons never understood rules. They would try every means to get what they wanted, and they would use any means. Otherwise, Figglas would not have been chased by two legends in the first place.

However, since the other party had verbally agreed, Allen couldn't show his displeasure before any problems arose. He could only increase the defense of the teams guarding important facilities and property in the tribe in private to prevent problems before they occurred.

After eating and drinking his fill, Figglas patted his butt and left, not being polite with Allen at all.

In the days that followed, just as they had discussed, Figglas, now sporting an elven face, frequented gambling dens, brothels, and taverns. He lived a carefree life but didn't actually do anything out of line.

Clang! ! !

In the western district of Nasir Fortress, the territory of the Gnolls, the luxurious castle of the Gnoll leader, Ulcer Eye, was perched on the cliff edge at the far west of the district. At this moment, Ulcer Eye, in a great rage, smashed the exquisite tea set in front of him onto the ground to vent his anger and worry.

Below him, to the left, the Gnoll priest, Kuhl, calmly ignored Ulcer Eye's fury, sitting quietly in his place.

"It's all your fault! !"

Ulcer Eye's scarlet pupils stared fixedly at Kuhl's face, his eyes revealing intense killing intent and resentment.

"If you hadn't guaranteed that you could summon a divine avatar of Yeenoghu to the material plane, I would never have agreed to that old fox, Arielle, to assassinate the Bugbear together! !"

"If what you promised could have been done, if you could have received Yeenoghu's divine descent and gained enough power to eliminate the other guys locked in the mithral lock, not only would Nasir Fortress already be ours, but even Murel Fortress to the south would be the territory of our Raven's Claw! ! !"

"Where is the divine descent you promised! ! ! Where is the divine descent! !"

Outwardly, Ulcer Eye always presented a crude demeanor, but Arielle and the others didn't realize that they were almost taken down by this seemingly unsophisticated Gnoll. Although Ulcer Eye's brain wasn't particularly clever, anyone who could reach his position was a ruthless character!

Others schemed against him, Ulcer Eye, and naturally, Ulcer Eye could also scheme against others. Such a rich canyon passage was a bit crowded with three powerful tribes, so it would be better if it all belonged to their Raven's Claw tribe. That would be making the best use of resources!

Moreover, Ulcer Eye was truly tired of scheming with others, having to carefully consider every step, fearing that a single misstep would turn him into someone else's weapon, serving others.

"Chief Ulcer Eye, I didn't expect that just when we were acting, my Lord's plane was being invaded by the army of his nemesis, the Minotaur King Baphomet. In order to deal with this mighty attack, my Lord could only devote all his energy to His divine kingdom plane, unable to respond to my prayers and requests."

Kuhl was indeed very helpless. The plan was well laid out, but at the crucial moment, their biggest backer actually abandoned them, leaving all their plans in vain. Not to mention the resentment in Ulcer Eye's heart, Kuhl, as Yeenoghu's most devout believer and evangelist, was also filled with resentment.

"Then why did you remind the Bugbear at that time! ! Giving him advance warning! !"

Ulcer Eye immediately retorted, silencing Kuhl.

"I really didn't do it on purpose! ! I just… …"

"Don't think I don't know, you just wanted Alan to be prepared, so he could cause us greater damage, so we would both suffer, and then you would take the opportunity to gain greater power in the tribe! ! Even if we couldn't assassinate him in the end, this Bugbear would have been reminded by you. Then you would use this favor to get close to him and get him to support your power grab from me! ! !"

Ulcer Eye exposed Kuhl's little scheme, finally adding a trace of panic to the other's calm face. It seemed that Kuhl had indeed made such plans.

Although Ulcer Eye was a genuine Gnoll, and his brain wasn't necessarily very smart, he was particularly persistent and stubborn on one thing, and that was his attitude towards Yeenoghu, the Gnoll King. He firmly forbade most of the tribe from believing in this false god from the Gnoll race.

The reason was simple: Yeenoghu's methods were too cruel and ruthless. Even His followers had to use blood and slaughter and other cruel acts to please Him, even offering the lives of their own blood relatives.

Ulcer Eye's mother was sent to the altar by fanatical Gnoll believers and eventually died.

For a tribe, believing in an evil god might seem to gain a powerful backer, allowing them to gain an advantage in the fierce competition of the wilderness, but at the current strength of the Raven's Claw tribe, the benefits brought by believing in an evil god were almost non-existent. On the contrary, the encouragement of the evil god and the fanaticism of the believers would bring all kinds of troubles and problems to the tribe's rule and management.

Blood feuds and control over power made Ulcer Eye full of vigilance against Kuhl's evangelism in the tribe and his infiltration into the power structure.

Based on these reasons, it was conceivable that Kuhl's position in the Raven's Claw tribe was actually very awkward. So over the years, he had been like a transparent person. Although he was a powerful legendary spellcaster, he rarely appeared or participated in major tribal affairs.

Kuhl was certainly unwilling. While intensifying his efforts to spread the faith in the tribe, he constantly planned, seeking various potential allies and help to expand his influence and power.

During the assassination of Alan in the old city lord's mansion of Nasir Fortress, Kuhl seemed to have just said a quick word that gave Alan advance warning, allowing him to avoid the most dangerous moment. This was not because Kuhl was so kind, but as Ulcer Eye had just said, he just wanted to use this great opportunity to make both sides of the assassination pay a heavier price.

Alan's strength was obvious to all. An existence who already had the lives of several legendary powerhouses in his hands, his skills were certainly beyond doubt.

When Kuhl sensed the turmoil from Yeenoghu's divine realm and felt that the plan might have problems, he decided to make a more favorable choice for himself at the first time, which eventually led to the obscure reminder to Alan.

"Since you have now done a favor to the Bugbear leader in the south, then the matter of easing relations with the Bugbear will be handled by you and Bobir! !"

After scolding Kuhl, the old thing, Ulcer Eye finally revealed his true intentions, issuing orders to Kuhl, while not forgetting to remind him: "Don't try to make any more small moves. I remember what happened before. If I find any other handles, I will make you pay the price, even if Yeenoghu protects you! !"

"… … Understood! !"

Finally unable to maintain his calm expression, Kuhl's face struggled for a while, but in the end, he could only agree in dismay, with bursts of fierce malice rising from the depths of his eyes, which were then hidden by Kuhl in the depths of his mind.

"Remember, this matter must be kept secret, especially from the ugly Troll in the east! !"

"Damn Bugbear, how did he get involved with a red dragon! ! !"