The Transmigrated Novelist

When the one-hour time was over, crowds of barbarian warriors, and ladies, and barbarians of all ages stood in front of Roy's Royal Tent entrance.

Everyone had learned about Roy's words, and intentions by now, and they all understood that their good and happy times were over.

The truth was that at first, they had all hated Roy to the bones, as they didn't accept him as their tribe head since he was a white devil, and they were not to be trusted.

But with the passage of time, and the wonders he had introduced to them, coupled with the fact that they hadn't suffered for food, or shelter during the rainy season they had fully accepted him.

They had never lived such a good and bountiful life before. As they would always suffer in the rainy season, but not only hadn't they suffered, their lives had become much better.

So, no matter how unwilling they were at first, they all started to fully accept Roy as their tribe head and started trying their best to serve him as their tribe head.

But who would have ever thought that right as they were living their best life, trouble would appear at their gate, and made them all shiver in fear as they were about to be crushed like ants?

Still, their tribe head had performed some kind of magic and had made them all retreat towards some unknown place, giving them more time.

There were a lot of them who thought of escaping this place or trying to work with the army outside in order to give Roy in exchange for their lives.

But who would have expected that even before they could put these thoughts in action, the army had retreated, while Roy announced, and let go of his tribe head position?

He also gave them the right to choose their own paths without any intention of interfering as he prepared to leave for an indefinite time.

Once people learned about that, there were quite a few people who started having some greedy and ambitious thoughts, but still, none of them dared to express them before Roy left.

Even if Roy stopped being the tribe head, there was a reason why no one dared to stand in front of him with these thoughts, as they were afraid of losing their lives before they had a chance.

These greedy and ambitious guys could only start to take action when everyone had made his choice, and Roy had left the tribe.

Inside his Royal Tent Roy was standing on his throne, looking at the people in front of him, and said,

"I hope you have thought this well and have made a smart choice!

From this moment forward you are all free to do whatever you want, and you don't need to take me into consideration when you walk forward.

Whether you remember our relationship in the future when I return back is in your hands and conscience.

Dismissed!"

Roy didn't ask any of them of their choice, as he didn't want to create groups, and disparities among them, or for the rest of them to understand which people truly would remember and work for him.

Even though these barbarians were unable to understand his intentions and thoughts, they all lowered their heads and turned back.

Only a few of them were left inside the Royal Tent, with most of them being the orphan children of the dead warriors.

There were about 30 kids of ages ranging from 8 to 15 that were looking at Roy with fervent gazes, as the oldest among them said with a burning gaze,

"Master, our lives are over once you leave this camp! So even though we know that we are being preposterous we can't help but ask you to take us along with you!

We are willing to live and die for you Master, as our lives are already lost if we lose your support!"

Roy could understand these kids really well. Even though the barbarians helped their own, they still were unwilling to give their little food to others when their own kids were suffering.

In Roy's camp, all these kids were taken care of from the Harem Palace, as they were not only fed well but also trained and educated.

They were treated no different from the other kids, making them extremely grateful and obedient, as it was like having a warm home in cold winter.

But now that Roy was about to leave the camp, their lives would most probably plunge to the same disparity, and desperation of old, and they were unwilling to do that.

They would rather prefer to die trying alongside their benefactor than suffering here inside the camp.

Looking at their faces one by one, Roy let an emotional sigh, and then said with a bit of heavy voice, as he even released a bit of pressure towards them,

"Are you sure that you are willing to come with me!? Let me tell you that the path ahead of us is much more terrifying and difficult than you have experienced until now.

There are two obvious results if you take that path, either die a horrible death or survive to become existences at the apex."

The kids seemed to be a bit frightened by the heavy tone, and the pressure that Roy released, as a few of them even paled and took a few steps back, but that 15-year-old girl in front said while clenching her teeth,

"We are sure Master! Even if we don't follow you, we are all sentenced to a horrible death! We don't want to die like that!"

Even though her voice was trembling, and she was clearly frightened she seemed to be determined, and the rest were following her like a big sister.

Their resolve managed to surprise even Roy a little a bit, as he didn't expect kids like them to be able to bear his pressure and still accept.

That made him quite expectant of their future achievements, as he felt that he had gained 30 rough gems, and as long as he shaped them well, he would manage to create precious treasures.

With these thoughts of satisfaction, he said with the same heavy voice, but without the pressure anymore,

"Very well then I will allow you to come with me! Just remember one thing though, you don't have a way out of this anymore!"

Then returning to the fiery beauty by his side, he said,

"Make the preparations for them to come along as well, we will leave soon!"

Gisella just acknowledged his order as she took the kids out of the first main room, and started gathering some clothes, and essentials for them, while Roy accepted the remaining crowd.

The members of his Harem Palace, until now each and every one of them had lived quite a comfortable and pleasurable life alongside Roy.

Not only that but even their horizon had been opened and they were introduced to a new world, that they had never been able to witness before.

But from his experience outside the cave, Roy had already understood that things weren't as beautiful as they looked to be.

These women were following behind him because he gave them a convenient environment to grow, become stronger, and live a comfortable life.

Once their safe and beautiful bubble around was popped or was in danger of being popped, quite a few of them might not be able to stand it and change their stance completely.

Furthermore, it wasn't impossible for them to have been enticed by the other warriors during this time, and have intentions of keeping their place, as their tribe head changed.

Looking at their faces, and expressions Roy was able to understand the side that each and every one of them seemed to be heading towards, and he could only let another sigh.

Even though he was just a young man and had already expected a bad result he didn't expect to be this bad either.

Only 11 of these women seemed to be willing to come after him, and 4 of them were the little girls he had picked that day.

The daughter of the Bear seemed willing to follow him, but the daughter of the Wolf seemed like she was happy, that she was still pure, and he would leave.

That certainly gave him a better idea about his two henchmen, and also the feeling of having crossed a tribulation without knowing about it, as he had a feeling that the Wolf would betray him if the army didn't retreat.

Thinking about that, an unintentional chill coursed through his body, as he even released a bit of his killing intent.

His killing intent wasn't that special as he still had to truly temper himself in battles and wars, but it was still too much for these barbarian beauties.

At that moment they felt like their hearts had been seen through, and that Roy might try to kill them right then and there.

If he wanted to kill them, then there was no escape for them as there was no one inside the camp that could resist him.

But Roy managed to control his feelings and thoughts, as he quickly retracted his killing intent, and then letting another emotional sigh he said,

"I understand, whoever wants to leave, they can leave!"

Immediately after, just like he had thought only 11 stayed behind, while the rest left the Royal Tent, to go with their own arrangements.

From that moment on, they had no more relation or connection with him. Only they would know how much they would regret this decision in the future…