"Brother, are you really going to let them come to Oditore?"
Salia turned her head to look at the entire Urgin tribe behind the mercenary group. She clenched her small hand and held the blue magic staff tightly. She seemed a little worried.
"It's fine. Actually, from a certain point of view, these Trolls are more trustworthy than humans." Many looked at the wound on his forearm caused by the 'Blood Oath'. The wound extended from his wrist to the crook of his arm. However, Becky's Holy Light Spell had already healed it. However, the bishop did not look too good. Although she was expressionless, her pale face made it easy for people to sense that something was wrong with her emotions.
"Becky?"
Many turned around and looked at the bishop who was staring blankly at his forearm.
"Hmm?"
Becky lifted her head. Her eyes were a little dazed. There was a moment of confusion and fear.
"The effect of the Holy Light Spell is very good. There are no abnormalities." Many thought that Becky was worried about the effects of the healing spell, so he explained.
Becky only nodded after listening to him. She drew a cross with her hand and praised the Holy Light. She did not say anything else.
"Are they trustworthy?"
Henry didn't seem very reassured. After all, he still didn't believe that the trolls, who had been fighting each other for hundreds of years, would really become a part of the territory.
Many pointed at his forearm and said, "This oath is even more trustworthy than the contract of the Grand Mage. The extent to which the Trolls keep their promises is something that we humans can never imagine."
Henry thought about the strange phenomenon he saw when he performed the 'Blood Oath' and nodded. He then asked, "So what do you plan to do next?
Start with them and use the same strategy to trade with the Trolls? "
"That's the route, but it doesn't seem that simple." Many could already see the Oditore Fortress in the distance. He stopped and said to Henry, "After all, there are many small tribes like Yuna in the Azura Forest. However, there aren't many who are forced to do this. They have no other choice."
Henry nodded. His eyes flickered as if he was thinking about something. He remained silent and didn't say anything else.
Noda and Daugen walked at the rear of the team, protecting the team's several magical classes. Sylvia, on the other hand, walked at the back of the team in a daze, recalling the scene of the previous battle.
"Nana, don't be nervous. You did well today. Elder Wendell will be proud of you."
Many keenly sensed that Sylvia's emotions seemed to be a little chaotic. They held her hand and comforted her. What they got was a silent response from Sylvia — that little hand held him tightly, as if she didn't want to leave for even a moment.
Many's silver hair fluttered in the wind. He reached out to tuck Nana's hair behind her ear. In his heart, he also hoped that this silly little girl could quickly adapt to this kind of battle. In fact, he hoped that Sylvia could wait for him in the Oditore Fortress without risking her life to carry out these missions.
Sylvia knew that they were still on a mission, so she didn't dare to do too many intimate actions. In fact, she really wanted to throw herself into his arms to calm down her nervous and panicked feelings. She had experienced killing magical beasts and Undead. However, killing the Trolls made her feel a burden for the first time.
This feeling could only be experienced after killing someone. Dead skeletons like the Undead would not give her such a feeling.
"Sister Nana, let's go back. I'm going to sleep!"
Salia let out a small yawn, looking extremely adorable. Her small blue hair swayed back and forth as she took two slender steps. Her lively appearance caused everyone to smile knowingly.
"You've become a little lazy cat!
You only know how to sleep. "
Sylvia turned around and pinched Salia's little nose. She saw the little girl looking at her with sleepy eyes and walking unsteadily.
Many raised his eyebrows and seemed to have thought of something. He pulled Salia over and whispered into her ear, "Does Medusa sleep in winter?"
"En … I'll sleep for a long time … Madam said that I'll be able to grow better in the coming year …" After saying that, Sally couldn't help but look at the little bump in front of her chest. Her face was a little red, and no one knew what she was thinking about.
Many of them nodded and led the group of Trolls to the front of Oditore Castle. The sentries wanted to open the castle gate immediately when they saw Sir Overlord. But when they saw the Trolls at the back, they didn't know what was going on.
"Open the gate!
Can't you see that we're back! "
Noda was eager to return home. Elena had decided to take charge of the construction of Oditore Fortress, so he didn't dare to loiter outside like before. He wanted to tell Elena that he was safe as soon as possible.
The soldiers didn't dare to move even after he shouted. After all, Noda didn't have any actual position. Other than the so-called "Scout Captain", his prestige wasn't very high in the eyes of the soldiers in Oditore Fortress.
Many waved his hand calmly to indicate that he had no problem. He turned around and said to Yuna who was walking at the front of the Trolls, "Please ask your people to restrain themselves. Don't take out your weapons."
Yuna lifted his head and looked at the towering castle. Once he thought about how he would be able to walk into this place openly, Yuna felt a little dazed. This was something he had never thought of before. Faced with many polite requests, he nodded without hesitation. He turned around and said something to the soldiers who were holding their weapons vigilantly. All the Trolls obediently put away their weapons.
The tense atmosphere immediately disappeared, and the city gate quickly opened. Under the guidance of many, Ulkin, the clan that symbolized 'Covalen' in the history books of the future, finally entered the human castle that had been hostile to the Trolls for nearly a thousand years.
"Covalen" in the language of the Trolls represented "immortality," "glory," and "power."
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"Feudal Lord … This is?"
Hiknitz's expression could be described as "dumbfounded." His blind left eye was wide open because of his shocked expression. The grayish-white eyeball looked very scary.
"Ulkin and his tribe have obtained my approval to build a village in the territory of Oditore and receive the same treatment as Pombo Village. This is the certificate. Yuna Ulkin is the village chief and enjoys all the rights of a village chief in the territory. Do you understand?"
Many straightened their bodies and said in a formal and commanding tone.
"Yes!"
Hiknitz immediately saluted without asking anything. He took the parchment in his hand. It was a letter of appointment written in the common language. There was a large red fingerprint where Ulkin signed. The fingerprint was clearly visible. Needless to say, it was Yuna's.
The Trolls did not have a written language.
Yuna didn't understand the common language, but he knew that he would need to learn the human language soon, so he listened attentively. Soon, many things about the certificate were explained to him. Yuna officially became a member of Oditore's territory. The condition was that the Troll warriors could become Oditore's soldiers instead of hunting.
Including Yuna.
It sounded like a contract to sell himself. But because of their different views, Yuna felt that it was just exchanging his usual hunting time for military training. There was no difference.
As long as his people could live in peace, it was not a big deal.