The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 321 Matchmaking and Test
  Oscar's words were very clear, and he would not interfere with Allen's choice. After all, it was related to the future of Allen and his tribe.

The joy on Allen's face flashed away. Although he had some confidence before, Master Oscar would help introduce some connections to him. It was only now that Master Oscar said these words in person that he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As for the real purpose behind the master's help to him, Allen can only speculate now, but at least Allen did not feel the slightest malice or design from the other party.

Of course, even if the tribe and Allen have to pay for this help in the future, in fact, in Allen's view, it is worth it.

There is never a free lunch, nor is there any help without asking for anything in return. Wilderness people understand this truth best.

"Master, which tribe do you think I should get closer to, which would be more in the interests of our tribe?"

Allen actually has two choices in mind, but his character has always been one of those who are not ashamed to ask questions. The Oscar in front of him is half of his mentor. In terms of wisdom and vision, he is one of the few people Allen knows. There are wise men, so he took the initiative to consult Oscar.

"...This is originally a matter of your own tribe, and I, an outsider, should not interfere."

Oscar smiled helplessly. He was very clear about Allen's character. After some consideration in his mind, he still gave Allen a direction.

"However, I can give you some suggestions based on my own abilities. As for whether you accept it or not, it's up to you to consider it yourself."

"I often stay in the Tagan Desert. It would be a bit difficult for me to have any strong connections in the wilderness. However, because I often stay in the Tagan Desert, I have a lot of respect for several tribes in the northern part of the wilderness. , I am quite familiar with them, among them, I am quite familiar with several elders and leaders of the Snowmi Troll Tribe, the Ajinaga Goblin Tribe, and the Thunder Kobold Tribe in the Kator Mountains."

"As for your Green Field Tribe, you are located right between these major tribes. I think it is better to choose between these tribes than to go far away. At least they can give you some help..."

"........."

Oscar's suggestion actually has nothing to do with Allen's choice in terms of direction.

It is said that if small and medium-sized tribes want to gain status and status in Mansha City, they need a large tribe as a promoter. This is to raise the threshold of informal member tribes and keep out those tribes without qualifications and potential.

But in fact, this approach does not allow small and medium-sized tribes to stand in line and become vassals of the promoter tribe. At least they must maintain a good relationship with this promoter tribe and serve it at certain times.

In this way, in the eyes of other tribe members, these recommended tribes already had their own colors and alignments from the time they first arrived in the world of Mansha City.

If Allen asks a distant large tribe, such as the Shafu tribe in the south, to be his recommender, then from the perspective of the Snowmi and Ajinaga tribes surrounding the Green Field tribe, this is the Shafu tribe inserting themselves into their territory. As a chess piece, it was naturally impossible for them to ignore this unsightly piece of sand.

Even on the surface, these large tribes will not do anything drastic, but as long as they suppress them a little, the development of the Green Field Tribe will become very difficult.

But if you choose a recommender nearby, because most of the tribes around the opponent have the same camp, the other nearby large tribes will not mobilize their troops just because the opponent has a small helper. After all, there are too many vassals around the neighborhood. If we really want to suppress them, there are too many choices, but they are not so conspicuous.

"Master, do you have any contact with the representatives of the Snowmi tribe in Mansha City?"

After listening to Oscar's advice, Allen felt more confident. At this time, he raised his head and looked at the other party with expectant eyes.

"Oh?"

Oscar's eyes were deep. After looking at Allen for a few times, he looked back and said with a smile: "There happens to be an elder from their tribe in the city right now. We have been fighting side by side a few days ago. I think he won't reject me." Let’s introduce it.”

"However, you must also be prepared. If their tribe acts as your promoter, they will probably ask you to help with something in exchange."

"This is also a test of your tribe's strength."

"I'm always ready."

Allen is full of confidence. He knows best the strength of his tribe. Seeing that many of the informal member tribes around Mansha City are not as good as his tribe, this also gives him great confidence.

"Okay, I'll make some arrangements in the next two days and call him over for a get-together. It just so happens that I haven't tasted your cooking for a long time!!"

Oscar nodded and responded with a relaxed expression.

"Then I'll be in trouble, Master!!"

Allen kept this kindness in his heart. Although the other party did not ask for anything in return at this time, Allen could not take it for granted.

"Why are you so polite to me?"

Oscar pretended to be unhappy, frowned and gave Allen a roll of his eyes.

"How about I borrow the temple's kitchen to cook some new dishes for you tonight?"

Allen didn't hesitate, turned around, withdrew his grateful expression, and instead made a suggestion that Oscar would find difficult to refuse.

"Well, this can happen, and it's best to have more."

Oscar nodded repeatedly, very interested in Allen's proposal.

Three days later, in the small courtyard arranged for Master Oscar by the Oak Temple, Allen was busy packing up delicacies one after another, and then brought them steamingly to Master Oscar's slightly humble hall.

In the middle of the hall is a long dining table that Allen found. Several delicacies are already served on the table: roast lamb, steamed duckbill fish...

Allen spent a lot of effort on this meal, trying to satisfy today's guests.

After a while, Oscar, with a hearty smile, welcomed a troll who was dressed very similar to him and had a haggard face with no trace of his age into the small courtyard.

"Alan, this is the third elder of the Snowmi tribe, the legendary Druid 'Roar of the Angry Bear' Talibo. Master Snowmi."

Allen had just finished taking care of the meal, and after cleaning up his body, he stood at the door of the living room to greet Oscar and the distinguished guests.

At this time, Oscar patted Allen on the shoulder to show that the young bugbear was someone close to him, and then began to introduce him enthusiastically.

"This Bugbear friend, Alan Witt, is one of my children. He has good talents and abilities, and his tribe is not far from yours."

"Hello, Master, it's an honor to meet you."

Allen looked respectful. As his horizons broadened, Allen's awe of the legend had become normal. Although he still respected and feared him, he could now treat it with a normal heart.

"What a good boy!!"

Talibo's eyes were bold and wild, and although he only glanced at Allen lightly, it still made Allen feel that he was being stared at by a wild beast. This may be the same as Oscar, his colleague. The biggest difference between them.

"This kid is not only good at cooking, but his cooking skills are also outstanding. Anyway, I think there is no one in the entire Mansha City who is better than him."

Oscar helped Allen mediate from the side, and then led Talibo into the hall, just in time to see the delicious food on the table. He pointed to the table of dishes with confidence and said to Talibo.

"Really? Then I have to try it."

Whether it was out of friendship for Oscar or his attitude toward Allen, Talibo would not show off his expression, and at this time he was looking at the table of fragrant delicacies with interest.

"Come on, please sit down, you're welcome!"

Oscar, as the host, greeted Talibo very warmly at this time. The three of them soon began to chat happily with the table of delicious food and wine, not just bursts of smiles.

After they had had enough wine and dinner, it was time to really get down to business. As Oscar continued to direct the conversation to Allen, Allen also expressed his attitude to Talibo in a very sensible way.

"...You said that it is not impossible to join Mansha City through the recommendation of our tribe. Even for the sake of your delicious meal today, I can't say no. , I will visit your tribe more often if I have the opportunity in the future, and try your craft more!"

Although Allen knew very well that Talibo's recognition of him at this time did not really come from the hospitality of this delicious meal at this time, as the other party said, but it cannot be denied that Talibo was very satisfied with this meal. A delicious meal, with all the clean cutlery at this time, is enough to prove its appeal to Talibo, who is trying Allen's craftsmanship for the first time.

"However, I also need to give our tribe leader a proof and explanation. At least let him see the benefits of recommending it to you."

"Am I right?"

When it came down to business, Talibo put on another face and glanced at Allen with an indifferent expression.

"Yes, I understand this."

Seeing that the topic was getting to the point, Allen looked directly at Talibo solemnly and made a statement.

"We, the 1500 members of the Green Field Tribe, are willing to become the most loyal partners of the Snowmi Tribe. If there is anything that requires our tribe's help, Master Talibo, you can just give us your orders."

"...Well, it's good to have this attitude."

Talibo was noncommittal, but as if he suddenly thought of something, he said to Allen with a flash of his eyes: "It just so happens that I have something here that I need help from. If you can do it, then I will recommend the document." Let me help you talk to the clan leader."

"With this kind of thing laid out, I can feel confident going to tell the clan leader about it, are you right?"

"Yes."

Allen had already been mentally prepared, but when he heard the other party's conditions, he dropped a stone. At least it proved that the other party was still somewhat interested in him and the tribe.

"However, this task requires some manpower. Do you have any clansmen in Mansha City? Or do you have suitable companions?"

Since it was a test, Talibo directly made his request without any further preparation. "When I came out from the tribe this time, I brought twelve warriors, ten of whom were advanced people. I wonder if these people are enough?"

Allen quickly told the situation around him, with a somewhat hesitant tone.

"Well, it should be about the same. Anyway, some of the warriors in our clan are going to go, and we lack a leader who can hold the line."

There was a trace of surprise in Talibo's eyes. He didn't expect that the bugbear was well prepared and even brought out the warriors of the tribe. It seemed that the other party was very determined in this recommendation document.

"Let's do this. After you gather all your tribesmen, come to our tribe's residence in Brook District, West City. I will send someone to talk to you about this mission."

"it is good."

"I'll trouble you about this matter, Talibo. If it were any other outsider, I wouldn't come to you. In fact, this kid Allen really doesn't have my temper."

"Don't worry, I will help you in any way I can."

At this time, the tribe that Allen was talking about, Kerr and his team, were traveling through the muddy road. In the middle of their team is a team of more than 20 carriages, loaded with countless supplies. It is the mission target of Kerr and the others. They want this batch of goods, together with the owner of the goods, to be safely transported. Delivered to Mansha City.

This is the fourth mission for Kerr and her team. After leaving Allen's protection, the rewards received from the next three missions Kerr and her team received were not as good as the first mission. The profits made a group of high-spirited teenagers finally experience the hardships of adventurers.

Especially the third task they took on, which was to strangle demons. Although they barely completed the task, because 3-4 demons escaped during the battle, the employer must withhold half of the reward, or let Kerr and the others escape. Get the devil back.

Isn't this obviously embarrassing Kerr and the others?

In the end, with no choice but to do so, Kerr and the others could only take half of the reward and return to Mansha City to restart their career as adventurers.

This time they chose to be more conservative and accepted an escort mission. At least after the mission was completed, the other party would not have a chance to cheat, so it was very stable.

The only thing that Kerr and the others didn't expect was that the geographical environment of this mission was not good. They had to climb mountains and wading rivers, or go through thorns and thorns along the way. Rather than saying this was a journey to protect themselves, it would be better to say that this wilderness tribe was looking for someone. More than a dozen tall and strong laborers helped transport the heavy vehicles to Mansha City with difficulty.

At this time, Bush no longer had to carry his heavy hammer. He directly put the heavy hammer on the carriage in front of him. Then he stood behind the carriage and used both arms to lift the wheels that were deeply embedded in the mud. Push it out.

The person helping him was Kerry, a bugbear boy. The two fellow victims were covered in mud and could hardly see their true faces. They were pushing the truck hard with smiles on their faces, and they were roaring. Help.

Behind them, Kerr, Shusheng and others were not idle either. They were either surrounding other vehicles to help push the carts, or looking around for materials to fill the potholes on the ground.

"It's all your fault. You said this mission is stable and won't be played by others. Now it seems that we have been tricked by these guys!!"

Kerr looked unhappy, glaring bitterly at the back of the kobold Becerra, who was driving the horses with a whip in the carriage, with no trace of mud on his body, and then kept complaining to Tom next to him.

“I didn’t expect that this journey would be so difficult!!”

Tom was also complaining a lot, and his heart was full of grievances. After learning the lessons from the previous mission, he decided on this mission after discussing it with Shusheng and Kerr. Now Kerr was venting all his resentment on himself, but it really was time for him again. Who can I find to vent to?

"Okay, once we cross these foothills, the rest of the journey will be easy."

Shu Sheng interrupted Tom and their conversation and pushed the truck hard. His shoulder slipped due to a sudden force, and the entire heavy truck hit his face. After a crisp sound, Shu Sheng was covered with hair. His face wrinkled into a bun, and there was pain in his eyes.

Hundreds of miles away in Mansha City, Allen was restlessly waiting for the return of Kerr and his group of teenagers.

Since the last time he established a relationship with the legendary elder Talibo of the Snowmi tribe with the help of Oscar and obtained his verbal commitment, Allen has been eager to run to the Brook area immediately and ask Snowmi about it. What test was given to him by the tribe.

However, because there is no trace of Kerr and the others so far, Master Talibo said that he needs his own people to be helpers, but he has obviously shown signs of breaking his promise in the past, and the other party's impression of him will become bad.

Therefore, Allen could only be patient and continue to recover from his injuries in the temple while trying to find someone to help him investigate.

The content of the mission that Kerr and the others took on, they left a letter to Allen when they left, and also told him the approximate time of return, so although he was very upset, Allen could still afford to wait, according to Kerr , Tom and the others calculated that they would be back in just a few days.

"Looking at how impatient you are, has something happened?"

The return of Master Oscar has another big benefit for Allen, that is, he can shamelessly ask the master to sell it and use higher-level natural magic to help treat Richard. At this time, after receiving treatment from the legendary master, Richard was finally able to get out of bed and move his body, which was beginning to shrink.

Of course, in return, Richard also told Oscar one by one about his conjectures and observations about Alva's group a few days ago, which gained Oscar a lot. It is said that Master Oscar has used this information as a basis in the past few days to suspend two related tasks in the temple, preparing to delve into the deeper purpose of Alva's group.

"You see it too?"

Allen turned around and looked at his emaciated companion who was standing against the wall and might fall down in the wind, and asked self-deprecatingly.

"Your face is full of troubles, and you let out long sighs from time to time. It's completely different from your usual behavior. If I can't see it anymore, then you are undead!"

Perhaps it was because he had experienced a life-and-death adventure, or perhaps he was out of gratitude. At this time, it was difficult for Richard to ignore Allen's situation.

"Hey, it's nothing serious. Just rest and recover."

Allen knew that he had indeed lost his temper. After all, it was an important choice for the future of the tribe, and Allen still couldn't do it without expressing his emotions and anger. However, the companion in front of him was really weak. Even if he told him, it might not be of any help, so Allen had no intention of telling him the truth, lest he do whatever he wanted to do in order to repay his kindness.

"If you really need help, please remember to tell me that I'm just a little weak physically, but my energy is always full, and I have no problem casting spells."

"Okay! I remember!"

"..."

With Richard by his side, Allen's days did not seem so difficult. During this period, Allen also learned about many organizations spread across the two continents and Mansha through him, such as the Assassin's Guild, the Infiltrator Guild, and the Shadow Thieves. House and so on.

It wasn't until Kerr and the others returned to the small courtyard rented by Allen and the others in the temple monastery, tired and covered in mud, that Allen's restless heart regained its composure. After waiting for Kerr and the others to rest for the night, Allen quickly took them to the Brook area to contact the people of the Snowmi tribe.

Brook District is located in the northwest corner of Mansha City. Representatives and tribal contact points of the 113 member tribes in Mansha City all gathered here. Allen just walked into the lobby and found out the location of the contact point of the Snowmi tribe.

As the contact point of the tribe, it is actually also the settlement point of the tribe in the city, so every building here is independent and has a very wide area, making it convenient to accommodate the large number of residents of each member tribe. From a distance, the contact point of the Snowmi tribe looks like a fortress surrounded by walls. There is a team of 6 troll warriors stationed at the gate. None of them are wearing a set of mail armor, and the lining is blue-gray. His shirt stood majestically at the door.

"Hello, Alan Witt of the Green Field Tribe. I was invited by Elder Talibo of your tribe to come and pay a visit."

Allen led a group of teenagers and stood at the gate, greeting the captain-like soldier with a long sword hanging on his waist among the guards.

"Alan Witt? Why are you here now? Elder Talibo told us about your visit, but it happened 5-6 days ago."

The troll captain looked with disdain and displeasure in his eyes. After squinting at Allen and the group of goblin warriors behind him, he said coldly: "Wait here, I will inform Director Samir."

"Okay, trouble."

Allen's expression was as usual, now they were asking for help, and he did come a little late.

After a while, a middle-aged troll wearing a thin white robe walked slowly and appeared behind the guard captain. After looking at Allen, Kerr and the group calmly, he waved and said :"come in!"

"Elder Talibo told me about you. It is not impossible to ask our tribe to issue a recommendation document for you, but you need to prove your value and strength. I, the Snowmi tribe's recommendation document, will never be given to useless people. There is no one who doesn’t know how to be grateful, do you understand?”

While walking in the large corridor, troll supervisor Samir tapped Allen lightly.

"clear."

Allen nodded.

"I'm here to contact you, Lord Samir, this time. It was also Elder Talibo who said that we could be used for something. Lord Samir, just give your orders and I will get the job done."

Looking at Summer's wide body and heavy steps, Allen didn't think that the opponent was very strong. Maybe Allen could kill the opponent with one hand, but for such a weak guy, just because of their tribe Because of his strength, Allen could only smile and carefully please the other party. Allen, who rarely does this, actually felt a little uncomfortable at this time, but what could be done? For the development of the tribe, Allen could only aggrieve himself.

"Well, it's good to understand."

Samir, who was walking in front, nodded slightly.

"As for this mission, you have several choices. I don't want to beat around the bush with you, so I'll make it clear to you directly."

"The thing I'm asking you to do this time is to help escort a batch of supplies to the Centaur Grassland. Once we reach the front line of the grassland, this mission will be considered over."

"Next, if you come back, we won't stop you, but we have to consider the recommendation documents you want, and maybe arrange a few other tasks for you."

"But if you and your tribe continue to fight and kill demons on the grassland as soldiers of our Snowmi tribe, as long as you can complete 5000 contribution points, then our tribe will directly issue a recommendation document for you."

"Think about it for yourself. Because you were recommended by Master Oscar, that's why I'm telling you this. Otherwise, if it were another guy, I wouldn't be so easy to talk to."

"..."

Allen fell into silence. Although he was mentally prepared that the mission would be difficult, after hearing the content of the mission, Allen still felt his heart sinking, and an unspeakable feeling lingered in his mind.

　The transition is finally complete, and the next step is a new journey.

　　This transitional chapter is a bit rough because it is a rushed chapter, but this plot is relatively natural and better than the plots I wrote before. My archive of manuscripts is gone, so I’ll leave it at that for now. I’ll have time to sort it out after I’ve worked hard to save some manuscripts in the past two days.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)