Green Monster Epic

Chapter 95: Allen's Reflection

(Looks like I can only do a double update. These recommendation votes are making me feel cold, like I'm playing a single-player game. Heartache!!)

Carrying the female back to Green Lake Village overnight, the blood on Allen's body caused him a lot of trouble. Several short-sighted beasts smelled the blood and followed Allen, trying to sneak attack this very bold goblin.

The result was obvious. Allen, already in a fit of anger, didn't hold back and directly chopped these beasts into pieces, further adding to the bloody smell on his body.

Allen didn't waste the animal carcasses. He casually found a tree, cut some branches, and weaved them into a simple frame. He placed the carcasses and the female on it and dragged it back to the village.

When Allen returned, his gloomy face, which seemed to drip water in the night, coupled with the streaks of blood smeared on his face, was as terrifying and hideous as a demon crawling out of hell, scaring the goblin gatekeepers into silence for a long time.

"Open the door, it's me!!!"

Allen spoke first, and the familiar voice convinced the clansmen behind the wall of Allen's identity, and they opened the gate to let him in.

"Chieftain, did things not go smoothly?"

Philip had not yet gone to sleep at this time, waiting for Allen's return by the bonfire in his wooden house. After hearing the movement in the village, he was the first to run out.

Seeing Allen's gloomy cheeks, terrifying aura, and the only female goblin on the ground frame covered in dust, he couldn't help but ask anxiously.

The suggestion was his own. If the goal was not achieved, it was naturally not the fault of Allen, the chieftain, but the problem of himself, the proposer. Therefore, Philip had been worried about this matter and dared not go to sleep early. At this time, seeing Allen's complexion, the high-spiritedness when he set out was long gone, and it seemed that things were not going smoothly.

"Heh heh, smoothly?"

Allen's face was mixed with emotions such as sarcasm and hatred. As he walked, he talked to Philip about his encounter with the Bonecrusher.

"After I entered the village, I originally thought that even if the Bonecrusher wouldn't agree to our conditions, he wouldn't make things too difficult, after all, our contract had just been signed…"

"Ah!! They are forcing you to turn your back on them, Chieftain. You must bear with it…"

"…Of course, I know that, so I forcibly endured taking action…"

"…Hmph, these gnolls are really too much…"

The female that Allen brought back was naturally taken care of by Camellia and the others. Originally, she wanted to follow Allen to see if he needed anything or to bring him a basin of clean water to wash up, but in the end, she didn't dare to get close to Allen. That scene before had really frightened her. This young chieftain Allen might get angry sometimes and often show a stern face to the clansmen, but the kind of gloomy and extreme, ice-like emotion like tonight was the first time Camellia and the others had seen it.

It seemed that Allen, the chieftain, was becoming more and more like the former chieftain, capricious, brutal, and always harboring a cloud of anger in his heart.

"…This time it was my mistake. I didn't expect the gnolls to be so cruel, and it almost put the chieftain in a desperate situation, and even caused the death of several clansmen."

Philip's mood was surging like clouds as he listened to Allen recounting his experiences in the Bonecrusher tribe. At this moment, he fully felt the barbarity and cruelty of the wilderness. Even if there was a deep hatred in human society, no human would dare to do such cruel things. Of course, this might just be Philip's own lack of knowledge of the cruel side of humanity. In fact, cannibalism has always been the nature of human society, it's just that they know how to package it and change its appearance.

"This matter cannot be blamed on you. If there is blame, it can only be blamed on myself. It is I who have been learning the ways of your civilized world these days, and have vaguely regarded it as the truth, but have forgotten that in our wilderness, there is a set of rules for doing things. From the beginning, I shouldn't have visited the Bonecrusher, let alone said that I wanted to discuss the return of the clansmen with him."

Allen did not attribute the mistake to Philip. Being alone on the way back gave him enough time to reflect on whether he had done anything wrong.

The more he pondered, the more somber Allen's mood became, because he realized that his wrong decisions in this matter might be the real reason for this tragedy.

Perhaps it was because Allen was superior to the wisdom of the wilderness natives, or perhaps it was the subtle influence of the prosperous, colorful civilized society that he saw in his dreams every night, which made Allen always consciously or unconsciously yearn for the life of the civilized world. Even his way of thinking was trying to learn from the people of civilized society. It seemed like a sponge, frantically absorbing the various knowledge and wisdom from Regis, Felix, and Philip, but in the final analysis, it was just Allen thinking about being a person of civilized society.

But he gradually began to forget that the world he lived in was never civilized. Ignorance, barbarity, cruelty, and other words were all vivid portrayals of the wilderness. The set of rules of civilized society has never had much market in the wilderness. Philip helped Allen solve a problem that seemed almost unsolvable to Allen with the set of civilized society, which made Allen more convinced of the set of civilized society.

However, Allen forgot that the reason why the Bonecrusher tribe reconciled with them was certainly related to the set of civilized society. The reason why the Bonecrusher cared about his clansmen was just because he regarded them as his continuation in the wilderness. The aging Bonecrusher had already begun to think about the issue of death and did not want to see the tribe that he had devoted his life to suffer too much damage because of a mere greenskin. But it was precisely because the Bonecrusher knew that a wilderness native like Allen could definitely do things that would entangle with the Bonecrusher tribe for a lifetime, that he would reconcile with Allen and sign a contract.

However, the signing of the contract did not mean that the Green Field and Bonecrusher tribes could live in peace from now on. An enemy is an enemy, and they will never change their relationship because of a mere piece of parchment. Since they are enemies, then the only two possible outcomes between them are that the weak are strangled by the strong, or the weak tuck their tails and completely leave the sight of the strong.

But now, Allen, by virtue of his own ruthlessness, threatened the Bonecrusher to sign this extremely restrictive contract. In fact, for the gnolls, this approach made them, who are good at holding grudges, deeply remember their malice towards the greenskins. In the end, Allen, who had gained a great advantage, still had the whimsical idea of ​​finding the Bonecrusher, wanting to get back the spoils of the gnolls, even if it cost some price.

This approach is simply like the Bonecrusher killing the greenskins in front of Allen to entertain Allen. It is tantamount to provoking the gnolls, and the final result is Allen's own aggrieved encounter.