When the bone cutter in Allen's hand appeared, the smell of gunpowder smoke suddenly filled the place.
In the distant drow team, the sounds of countless weapons being pulled out of their scabbards and scabbards were heard. Several strong men gathered for the mission had different expressions. Some people had complicated eyes and wanted to come forward to see what happened. What, there are still people watching indifferently, sitting back with a sarcastic expression and watching the situation in front of them continue to deteriorate.
As Allen's companion, Eric did not hesitate at this time. At the same time, he took out his sharp legendary one-handed sword and stood side by side with Allen.
Although at the moment, if there is a conflict with Ted, Lydia, or even the demigod Kirill, Allen and the others will definitely be on the absolutely weak side, but this is not the reason why Allen must compromise.
Allen is tired of being constantly oppressed and exploited by other people or forces, taking away the benefits that should belong to them from himself and the tribe; he does not want to see the warriors he has carefully trained to help other tribes fight to the death. But it cannot get the benefits it deserves.
He no longer wants to be someone else's pawn. He wants to stand upright and be the master of his own destiny and that of his people in the wilderness.
Perhaps I used to be too rational, and when faced with choices, I tended to compromise for the sake of the development of the ethnic group. However, every compromise left a little bit of unwillingness in Allen's heart. As a bugbear who had endured for several years when his strength was weak and buried his hatred deep in his heart, Allen had an innate character of holding grudges.
At this moment, Allen finally decided not to worry about weighing the pros and cons, no longer thinking about whether he could win or not, but also wanted to think about the final outcome. He used practical actions to express his feelings to Kirill, a powerful demigod. Come with your own opinion.
The burning anger enveloped Allen, like a blazing flame, which not only burned himself, but also spontaneously intimidated others.
Eric has a firm gaze and is also a strong man who implements his own beliefs. His character has never abandoned his teammates and companions because of the disparity in strength. The obscure magic fluctuations slowly unfolded and spread on the ground.
"Chief Allen!! What are you doing?"
Kirill's eyes were cold, his tone became high-pitched, and he yelled loudly.
"If you really don't want to, can we still force you?"
"Isn't this what I'm discussing with you? There's no need for such a big reaction!!"
Kirill was a little stunned. He thought that even if Allen was reluctant, he would at least have some scruples for the sake of himself and the temple behind him. When the time comes, Ted and the others will be given a relatively generous compensation, and the Oak Church, which is close to Allen, will come forward. In any case, it can help Ted and his party temporarily solve the problem of rest.
After all, the Green Field Plain is said to be the sphere of influence of Allen, the bugbear tribe, but in the final analysis, most of the land is unclaimed land. If Ted and the drow find a suitable place to settle, Ai In fact, Lun may not have any reason to stop it.
Of course, the consequence of this must be that Allen, the bugbear, and his tribe will completely break with Ted, the drow, and become enemies of life and death.
"I am just taking action to show you my determination to Kirill!"
Allen faced Kirill's majestic eagle eyes, felt the mountain-heavy spiritual power of the demigod, and responded calmly.
Kirill, who was born as a half-elf, actually secretly has complicated emotions towards this group of drow who have different skin colors but roughly the same bloodline in their bodies. There is both disgust and hatred due to the ugly legends about drow that adults have instilled since childhood, and at the same time, sympathy for the other party's current tragic experience.
But rather than hatred, Kirill's heart may be more sympathetic to the group of drow in front of him.
As a half-elf with troll and elf blood, Kirill has always lacked a sense of racial belonging during his growth experience. Elves are an extremely old-fashioned and xenophobic race. Most of them seem friendly to foreigners on the surface, but in fact, the elves are extremely arrogant at heart. Most of them treat all other races except themselves in a condescending manner.
In their eyes, humans are vulgar, orcs are savage, dwarves are stupid, and the other minority races in Feynman's world are not worth mentioning.
The elves are even more indifferent and disgusted with half-elves than they are with other races, because they are worried that such mixed-blood hybrids will eventually pollute their noble and pure blood.
Therefore, until now, Kirill has not gained much closeness and belonging from the elves, but because of the blood of elves, he himself also keeps a distance from the ugly trolls.
Nowadays, it is rare to encounter such a large-scale drow team. For some reason, Kirill suddenly felt a little more unknown in his heart. This is really surprising for an old guy who has lived for almost 400 years. .
Perhaps because of the influence of these emotions, when Ted and the others learned that after crossing the Tagan Desert, it was the territory of Alan, the bugbear leader, and proposed that they wanted to rest for a while in the Green Field Plains. Kirill unexpectedly Supported directly.
In this conversation, Kirill seemed to be fair and only existed as a witness, but his approach, at least in Allen's eyes, inevitably used the power of demigods and the background of the Ranger Church to put pressure on Allen. means.
But Kirill forgot that although Allen, the bugbear, was considered a member of the Oak camp, neither he nor the Ranger Church behind him had as close a relationship with Allen as the Oak Church.
Moreover, Kirill thought that it was just a matter of temporarily borrowing a piece of land. For a wilderness tribe, it was a major event related to their tribe's prestige and future. How could he easily agree to it.
"All right!"
Kirill stared at Allen sinisterly, his face full of dark clouds, as if he might explode at any time. However, due to the few strong men of the wilderness around him, and the thought that Allen was a member of the oak camp after all, he suppressed it all his life. The anger in my heart.
"I hope you have thought through the consequences of refusing to lend a helping hand!!"
"I am certain!"
Faced with the threat, Allen remained expressionless and responded equally coldly.
"By the way, please forgive me. I think there is no danger on this journey. I still have things to do in my tribe, so I am ready to leave first."
"good very good!"
Kirill laughed angrily, with a terrifying face. He threw away his hand and walked directly towards the middle of the drow group, leaving Allen with a cold back. He was afraid that if he looked at the bugbear in front of him a few more times, he would not be able to help but kill him. Got this ungrateful guy.
Now that he has offended the other party, Allen will naturally not stay in the team anymore. Looking at the other party's face, rather than making everyone uncomfortable, it is better to separate, at least to feel a little more comfortable.
The expressionless Allen glanced at Eric beside him, who shrugged innocently. After a knowing smile, the two were about to fly away.
"Wait a minute, Chief Allen!"
Ted suppressed the awkward expression on his face. He had never been able to interrupt before. Now seeing that Allen was about to leave, he quickly spoke out to persuade him to stay.
"You left behind something that was yours."
The pair of exquisite daggers inserted into the desert were picked up by Ted again at some point and the gravel adhering to them was cleaned off. With an apologetic smile, Ted said sincerely: "I'm sorry, yes. We didn’t think carefully and made things difficult for you, Patriarch Allen.”
"However, this pair of daggers is to thank you for your help, Chief Allen. It has nothing to do with my previous request. I also ask you, Chief Allen, to accept it."
Allen's eyes were like fire, piercing Ted's pupils. He didn't see any calculation in them, only calmness and gratitude, which made Allen feel weak. However, this slight emotional change was not enough to shake Allen's will. Since the other party sincerely thanked him, there was no need for Allen to be reserved and pretentious. He casually took the dagger handed to him and replied calmly: "Thank you. goodbye."
Whizzing!
Allen and Eric left resolutely, leaving behind a group of drow on the ground and a few other uninterested wilderness warriors. Soon the team returned to normal, and there was no disturbance due to this sudden incident. Too many changes.
