Chapter 453 Follow-up
  Not long after the contract was signed, Oscar, Kirill and others left with Ted and the others, helping drow lead the way to the gravel beach camp prepared by Allen.

Drow, no, they should be called dark elves now. Their arrival will not have much impact on the situation in the Green Plains.

In order to get rid of the term drow, which has a bad reputation, and integrate into the wilderness races of the surface world, and also to demonstrate the determination of Ted and his team to make a clean break with the past, Ted and the others who temporarily settled in Gravel Beach redefined their lineage. Drow, call themselves dark elves.

Of course, on weekdays, the green field tribe's hunting team and patrol defense team always go to the gravel beach from time to time. The purpose of this is self-evident. At the same time, the Ivan Gnoll tribe adjacent to the gravel beach is also always watching this neighbor who suddenly appeared, reporting the opponent's movements to Green Lake Town at any time.

The number of jackals in the Ivan tribe has now expanded to more than 500. Ever since Boban, their former leader, took advantage of the Green Field tribe, happy days have come for the entire tribe.

The jackals who originally ate mainly meat and turned to food crops when they couldn't catch prey finally understood a truth: it turns out that vegetables and food grown from plants can actually be more delicious than meat! !
  As vassals of the Green Field Tribe, what the Jackals of the Ivan Tribe need to do is rely on their keen sense of smell and hearing to help the Green Field Tribe resist the footsteps of other migrating natives from the east into the plains.

At the same time, when the Green Field Tribe needs it, the Ivan Tribe must unconditionally obey the arrangement and dispatch of the Green Field Tribe.

If the Jackals want a better life and more supplies, then they can also exterminate and capture the wilderness native slaves in exchange for various supplies and food from the Green Field Tribe.

"Hurry up and pick out the goblins sent to the gravel beach. This time, send a few more dwarf goblins with superior intelligence and extraordinary memory. Tell them to have a general understanding of the inheritance and knowledge there. When they come back, they can use it according to the other party's requirements. The inheritance and knowledge are given, and the tribesmen who have studied in the past are selected and arranged."

Allen, Eric, Trick and other senior officials of Green Lake Town gathered in his castle and listened to Allen's instructions to them. This opportunity to get in touch with new knowledge was negotiated by Allen with great difficulty, so it was rare for him to actively participate in the daily arrangements of the tribe.

Below, Shi Sheng, who had entered the aging stage and began to bend over unconsciously, stroked his already hairy chin and nodded slightly.

Below him are a group of new-generation goblins such as Trik, Fakado, and Albad. Some are tall, some short, some strong, some skinny, some furry, some green. Some of them are slightly more conspicuous, but they are still next to each other. Sitting next to human Eric was a human woman in a green dress, and a half-elf man with silver hair.

The two of them are the principals of Green Lake Town's junior academy and intermediate academy, responsible for managing and teaching hundreds of school-age children in the town.

Finally, two non-goblin races appeared in the middle class of Green Lake Town, which is rare among other tribes in the wilderness.

"Then the knowledge and inheritance here, do you want..."

The bugbear Fakado, who was in his prime, raised his head and asked, but before he could finish his question, Trick pinched his thigh gently and shut his mouth in time.

Allen's eyes drew an arc, and he glanced at Facardo flatly. His eyes did not reveal any emotion, as if he had not heard the other party's inquiry, and he directly ignored his question.

"Also, let the children down there go to the gravel beach to walk around more and connect with them. Don't really regard them as our enemies."

"See if they are in any trouble over at the gravel beach and need something. Don't wait for them to come to your door. Take the initiative to help deliver it."

"…Also, tell the bastards down there that if anyone dares to run over and bully those gangsters, I will twist off his head and use it as a ball!!"

Everyone looked at each other, and some of them had not changed their thinking. Wasn't the patriarch's previous attitude towards drow still an expression of disgust? Why did his attitude change 180 degrees just after signing the contract?
  "Did you hear that?!"

"clear!!"

"Yes."

"..."

A group of people responded in varying degrees. Eric, who was sitting on the left side of Allen, glanced at Allen with eyes full of scrutiny and doubts.

Afterwards, Allen severely criticized Shi Sheng and other senior members of the clan for the problems he discovered while wandering around the town a few days ago. He left only Eric and Shi Sheng, a few trusted people, and the rest dispersed. to begin their work.

"...Shi Sheng, I think the responsibility of the next mayor should be given to Trick, what do you think?"

In an understatement, Allen decided on the candidate for the next actual manager of the Green Field Tribe in one word. Although he seemed to be discussing with Shi Sheng, his tone was full of unquestionable attitude.

"I think so."

Shi Sheng's eyes dimmed a bit, but he quickly returned to normal and responded sternly.

"Don't blame me for making this choice. Facardo is actually pretty good, but in terms of personality and ability, he's still a little worse than Trick."

"Then do you think we can transfer Fakado to the Riptide Village?"

As a father, Shi Sheng still hopes that his children can have a better future. Although the final goal has failed at this time, there are still other positions that can make up for Facardo's efforts over the years.

Others don't know it, but Shi Sheng himself knows it. Over the years, at his own request, the children have put too much energy into learning to manage tribal affairs and deal with daily problems, and they have become discouraged on the road of fighting. There is no chance to hit a higher level, and I am afraid that this life will be the peak strength of the middle level. Alan glanced at Shi Sheng and saw his Tianling Gai, which was gradually becoming bald for the sake of the tribe. In the end, he did not refute: "Okay, when the two of them take over, you can do whatever you want."

"Yes, patriarch."

Shi Sheng's eyes regained their light.

"As for the question that Fakado asked before, you should put away all our latest magic dish recipes, and open all other recipes and inheritances to Zhuo, um, dark elves."

There is nothing wrong with hiding formulas and passing on inheritance, but Fakado shouldn't bring it up at tribal meetings.

In front of more than 20 tribal leaders, there is no way that Allen can openly expose what he should have done in secret. Who can guarantee that all of these 20 leaders will keep their mouths shut?
  "Actually, I have already given the order, and I will definitely not let those black men notice."

Shi Sheng chuckled, a cunning look flashed across his face.

"..."

"Eric, I'm afraid it will be difficult for my group of brats to communicate with the dark elves during this period. You first send your humans, half-elves, etc. over there to see if there are any elves among their group. A companion who has similar beliefs to yours."

"Besides, you guys are the best at talking when you are spreading your beliefs. When the time comes, let them say more good things about us to reduce the conflicts between the two sides."

Just when Eric was about to close his eyes and adjust his breathing, Allen changed his voice and suddenly came to him.

"What kind of crooked idea are you making?"

Eric was indeed a little confused.

"I don't have any crooked ideas. I just thought that since it is a foregone conclusion that they will settle in the plains, there is no need to confront them in everything!"

Allen smiled slightly, very innocently.

"With the short time they spent here, do you think you can really learn much from their collection of inheritance and knowledge?"

Eric shook his head. Until now, he still couldn't fully understand what Alan's choice contained.

"Who knows? Maybe they will change their minds and feel that life at Gravel Beach is indeed good, and the children in their team also need a safe and stable living environment and continue to stay at Gravel Beach?"

Allen laughed, unable to tell whether he really thought so or was just joking.

"I'm too lazy to speculate on those uncertain things. Just take your time and plan it yourself!"

Eric simply stopped thinking about it and stood up to leave.

"Oh, you have to remember what I told you!!"

Seeing this, Allen quickly shouted out instructions.

"understood!"

Eric turned his back to Allen and waved.

After all the arrangements were completed, calm returned to the huge stone castle. Allen sat alone at the long council table, his eyes empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Alan, dinner is ready, let's eat."

The great gnome Lena, wearing a long snow-white dress, walked slowly and gently interrupted Alan's meditation.

"Ah."

Allen raised his head, his complicated eyes met Lena's clear eyes, and then he quickly put on a friendly smile.

(End of this chapter)

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