Green Monster Epic

Chapter 634: The Last Companion

Suddenly, Allen seemed to have nothing to do.

Hiring laborers to build water conservancy projects and preparing for climate change after the opening of the Mansha Passage was no longer Allen's concern.

He only needed to send an order to the two towns, and relevant professionals would naturally make perfect plans and implement them.

The improvement of physical strength is not a matter of a day and a night.

The action of liquid fury nourishing and strengthening physical cells has never stopped, but according to Allen's rational judgment, it will take at least ten years to reach the stage from quantitative change to qualitative change.

Although the physical improvement to level 10 that occurred in the illusion dream has reference value, in fact, how to turn energy into a web and cover important blood vessels, muscles, and other important organs requires Allen to explore bit by bit.

It is basically impossible to reach the sky in one step like in the dream.

Unless he learns another legendary specialty dedicated to physical enhancement, it may help speed up the progress of physical enhancement.

However, Allen searched through the legendary specialty crystals collected by the tribe, but there was no suitable specialty for him to assist in enhancing his physical body.

As for other legendary specialties such as Grappling Expert, Sharp Strike, Infinite Deflection, etc., they are even more different from the direction Allen has chosen.

Even if he does not have a suitable specialty to learn at this time, he does not want to master other miscellaneous specialties and lead himself astray.

He must not only improve his own strength, but also take into account the development of the tribe.

Being able to reach his current status and strength with one mind and two purposes relies on only one thing, and that is focus.

Whether it is making plans for the tribe or improving his combat effectiveness, Allen has only focused on one direction that he believes is correct, and then invested all his resources and energy into it, and then he has achieved his current success.

"Perhaps, I should go to the Oak Church to see if there are any suitable legendary specialties in their inheritance reserves for me to temper."

Allen murmured to himself, then shook his head again.

Allen still has a lot of confidence in Master Oscar's character and behavior, but he has never hesitated to examine the actions of the Oak Church behind him with a dark eye.

Not to mention the matter of Oscar being sent to Green Lake Town to expand the Maple Leaf Grand Chapel, just saying that Oscar's letter could mobilize a professional and rigorous team of scholars from Mansha City within two months, and also carry a large number of professional and valuable equipment, this kind of attention is something Allen has never enjoyed before.

Knowledge is valuable in the wilderness, and it is expensive.

Even the knowledge of climate and environment, which seems to be of little use to the wilderness natives, is still something that ordinary tribes cannot reach.

However, looking at Albad under Allen's command, and his colleagues, they so easily participated in the research team and learned relevant knowledge nearby, but without any contribution, it is very abnormal.

Allen vaguely felt that the Oak Church should have known about his breakthrough in the demigod shackles, so they would be so enthusiastic to help him without asking for anything in return, the ultimate goal is to win him over.

Because the things given by the Oak Church are heavy enough, Allen is now embarrassed to find the Oak Church for the matter of asking for legendary specialties.

Allen would not naively think that the Oak Church's current efforts really do not need to be repaid, but the repayment they need may require Allen to pay a greater price in the future.

Allen originally planned to maintain a relationship with the Oak Church that was neither too close nor too distant, so as to maintain a relatively close attitude, while at the same time leaving enough space so that his tribe would not be too deeply influenced by the Oak Church.

This can be seen from the tribe's support of the Tandin Society to counter the Oak Church's preaching in the tribe.

"Chief, there are guests outside who want to see you."

Just as Allen was thinking about his next arrangements, a goblin servant knocked on the door and came in to report to him.

"Who is it?"

Allen raised his head and asked.

He rarely meets outsiders, unless they are acquaintances or important figures, otherwise it is somewhat difficult for ordinary people to see him now.

"An elderly elf is leading a young elf.

He said he is an old acquaintance of yours."

"Old acquaintance?? Let them in."

Allen thought for a moment, unable to judge.

"Chief Allen, sorry for the intrusion, I hope you can forgive me."

Led by the gnome butler, an elf with staggering steps slowly walked into Allen's long-empty, somewhat smelly castle hall, and hurriedly greeted him with a magnetic voice.

"So it's you, old chap, long time no see."

The elf's face was somewhat familiar, but his memory was affected by the wrinkles and pale beard, so Allen thought for a while after seeing the old elf before he suddenly remembered his origin.

"Yes, long time no see!!"

Albion, a companion Allen made when he was adventuring in his youth, and perhaps the only adventure companion still alive now.

"If I didn't come to see you this time, I'm afraid we would never see each other again in this life."

"You said that so sadly that I don't know how to answer."

Although his relationship with Albion is average, he is still a partner from his youth.

Allen still has to give the other party this face, and at this time he is talking to the other party with a peaceful face.

"There's no way, people have to accept old age.

When I get to my age, I can't do anything anymore.

After meeting you this time, I'm going to go back to the kingdom to retire."

Albion said with emotion.

"Alas…"

A few traces of sadness also appeared in Allen's eyes.

Besides Cole, that girl, he has long had no companion to fight with.

Now, even the last partner who once adventured together is leaving, which makes him suddenly feel a bit desolate and lonely.

"But before I leave, I still have to shamelessly bring this brat over to show his face in front of you.

I guess I'll have to ask you to take care of him in the future."

"This is?"

Allen was puzzled and curious.

"This is my only child, forty years old this year.

According to the age of us elves, he has just entered adulthood."

"Giovanni, call him uncle!!"

"Hello, Uncle Allen."

"Good, I didn't expect it.

You actually have descendants without saying a word, and they look promising, much stronger than you."

Although he felt that the other party was a bit abrupt, Allen did not show his face because of this, but smiled indifferently, his attitude neither cold nor warm.

"In the future, the industry I set up in the Mur Fortress will be managed by this kid.

I hope Allen, you can talk to your goblins and tell them not to embarrass this child too much."

Anyway, after leaving this time, Albion is unlikely to come back, so he simply used up the only bit of affection between him and Allen before leaving, and from then on, their relationship would probably be cut off because of this.

"Hahaha, your child already calls me uncle, so how can I not agree??

It's just a small matter.

With the relationship between you and me, even if you don't say it, I will take care of this child."

Allen smiled slightly and casually agreed.

No matter how strange the relationship between the two of them is, there is still this bit of affection, at least in Allen's opinion, this is really just a small matter.

"For you, it's naturally a small matter, but for me and my child, it's the foundation of our survival."

Albion looked at Allen gratefully and said frankly, "That kid Giovani didn't inherit my talent for thievery. He can't use most of the things I've accumulated over these hundred years. So, if he wants to walk the path of a combat professional in the future, he'll have to rely on his own efforts, just like I did back then."

"However, this kid has grown up by my side since he was little. His personality and way of handling things probably aren't suitable for an adventurous life. Rather than letting him go out to take risks, it's better to have him guard my little foundation. At least he won't have to worry about his future life."

Even the cruel and ruthless Albion of yesteryear was still filled with love and doting as a father.

"If you don't want your child to go out and take risks, there are ways to improve his strength. If this child is interested, he can go to my Green Lake Town Warrior Academy for further study. At least there are professional teachers there to teach them something useful."

"Is that really possible?"

The Elven Kingdom isn't without academies that specialize in teaching elven knowledge and combat skills. But firstly, Albion's foundation is in the distant wilderness, and secondly, the tuition fees of the Elven Kingdom's academies aren't something that ordinary families can afford. For a loner like Albion, if he wants Giovani to learn something useful through the academy, he'd probably have to give up everything.

On the other hand, the academies founded by the Greenwild Tribe are aimed at the not-so-wealthy natives of the wilderness. They want to attract promising talents to join the tribe, so the fees are naturally much more reasonable.

Of course, in terms of knowledge, background, teaching staff, and other hard power, the Greenwild's five specialized academies, except for the Culinary Academy, can't compare with the academies of the four major civilization systems. But this is still easier for Giovani to succeed than exploring the path of a combat professional on his own.

"There's nothing impossible. My Green Lake Town academies welcome everyone who wants to learn. The only thing you need to worry about is getting along with the dark elves."

"Many talented dark elves from Corimber Town also study at our town's academy. Given the relationship between your two branches, it might be difficult to get along."

"...That is a problem."

"I... I actually want to see what these dark elves who have broken away from the Drow are like."

Just as Albion was racking his brains over the problem Allen raised, Giovani, the elf who had been silent behind him, suddenly spoke, a look of curiosity in his eyes.

"Hahahaha~~~"

Allen and Albion were silent for a moment, then burst out laughing in unison.

......

"Actually, besides asking you to take care of Giovani, I have another important matter to discuss with you."

After introducing Giovani to Allen and making him familiar, Albion sent him away before putting on a different face to face Allen again.

"On behalf of my Assassin's Guild, I thank Chieftain Allen and the Greenwild Tribe for taking care of my guild's stronghold over the years."

"After I retire, a new successor will come to take over the Thorns Tavern and preside over the guild's stronghold. The rules will still be as agreed upon before."

"At the same time, Grand Magus Giovani, the branch president of my guild, asked me to send you a congratulatory gift."

Solemnly handing over the affairs of his other identity, Albion took out a delicate silver iron box from his dimensional bag and held it up with both hands to Allen.

"A congratulatory gift??"

Allen was a little confused.

"I don't know either. Anyway, Magus Giovani said so. He said you would understand what he meant."

Albion was also ignorant and unable to explain.

"..."

Allen fell silent. It seemed that his breakthrough, which he thought no one knew, was known even to the higher-ups of the Assassin's Guild. Presumably, the forces of other temples also knew about it. This could also be considered a side verification that the Oakleaf Theocracy already knew that he had broken through the shackles and was about to advance to demigod status.

"Have you never thought about letting Giovani take over your position in the Assassin's Guild??"

Allen changed the subject, after all, Albion wasn't qualified to know his secrets.

"His personality isn't suitable for the Assassin's Guild, let alone his mediocre skills. He can't suppress those desperadoes who lick blood from the edge of a knife."

Albion shook his head, and in the corner of his eye, he saw that there was actually a legendary-level inheritance crystal in the box Allen opened, which made him both envious and extremely curious as to why Grand Magus Giovani would suddenly send such a great gift to Allen.

Allen himself was a little surprised. He only wanted to see what was in the silver box, but he didn't expect that the most conspicuous thing after opening it was an inheritance crystal, with a book underneath and two glass bottles of potion on both sides.

After seeing the legendary inheritance crystal, Allen casually closed the box and downplayed it.

"That's true. The tasks of the Assassin's Guild are all shady and risky after all."

"Don't worry, I'll have people take care of his business in those few shops in the fortress in the future."

"Then thank you."

Albion thanked him sincerely.

............

The two adventure partners who had experienced life and death together in their youth parted ways. It is said that Albion followed a caravan out of the north city the next day.

At this time, Allen didn't go to see Albion off, but was receiving another group of sudden visitors.

"Chieftain Allen, Teresa, envoy of the City-State of Celibis, is here on behalf of Matriarch Deborah of my city-state to congratulate you on your advancement to demigod status. At the same time, Matriarch Deborah expresses her apologies to you. There were many offenses in the matter of Crescent Lake before, and I hope you will forgive us..."

Allen never expected that the second person to come to congratulate him would be the Drow of the Horzia Federation. Looking at the young Drow female below, with her amorous feelings and spring in her eyes, Allen, in addition to putting on a straight face, didn't show too much hostility.

"Thank you for Matriarch Deborah's kindness..."

Allen responded indifferently. Although it was a foregone conclusion that the Drow would be at odds with Allen in the future, the five major city-states of the Drow each had their own interests and needs, and Allen believed that they could be used in the future.

Looking at the Drow Teresa, who represents the City-State of Celibis, the goodwill they showed, although there must be other ideas and plans hidden inside, also shows that the Drow are not monolithic.

Just after sending away the envoy from the City-State of Celibis, a team of envoys from the City-State of Gangong came, as if they had agreed to stagger each other.

The same apology, the same goodwill, and the gifts were almost the same. Allen accepted them indifferently.

This scene had actually appeared in the dream woven by the Illusionary Flower Fairy, but the protagonist was different: the endless stream of wilderness tribe envoys in the dream, this time because Allen deliberately concealed it, no one knew that he had broken through the stagnation and would soon advance to demigod; and the Drow, who had never appeared in the dream, because Pennyle had noticed Allen's breakthrough in advance and told the representatives and matriarchs of the five city-states, the Drow, each with their own plans, quietly sent envoys to pay their respects and congratulations.