Warlord: King of All Clans

Early the next morning, everyone started packing their luggage and preparing to go home.

Denise went from being excited at the beginning to becoming a little silent.

The initiator of this adventure, a college student from the imperial capital, is usually not chatty, but she is a talkative girl who is willing to say a few words on any topic, unconsciously showing off her erudition.

But today was out of character and he didn't say much the whole morning.

Leo couldn't help but ask curiously, "How come you only stayed for one day after finally finding the atrium? I thought you were going to stay here for a long time."

Denise smiled bitterly and shook her head. "If the atrium was an abandoned ruin, I might stay here for a long time to conduct necessary archaeological excavations and explorations. However, this place is still well sealed, guarded by bear men, and is as beautiful as a dream. Any human intervention would be a kind of destruction."

"My mentor once said that history is the eternal property of civilization. We should seek out history and protect it. Now, the atrium has come to me from history, but I am unable to face it."

"ability?"

"The ability to protect it." Dennis was worried. "I don't even know whether I should tell my teacher about the discovery of the atrium. If I really write it into a paper and publish it, adventurers, speculators and plunderers will flock to it. The tranquility of the atrium for a thousand years was destroyed by me."

"If I were the king or the Grand Duke, I would send a team of professional mages and scholars to communicate and explore. Unfortunately, I am not one of them. I can only stand back and watch."

Leo couldn't help but admire Denise. She was truly a noble, selfless, and pure scholar.

The other party's thoughts made him, a common man who only wanted to pick up a city for free, feel extremely ashamed.

He couldn't help but comfort her, "You think too much. The sealed atrium is not as easy to enter as you think. Without the permission of the atrium, even if the entire Wolf-Drivening Plain is turned upside down, there is no guarantee that you will find a way to enter the atrium. Just tell your teacher. I believe your teacher will make the right choice."

Denise forced a smile. "I hope so."

Freya, who was standing by, had been clinging to Leo. Seeing him talking and laughing with Denise but not talking to her, she immediately got jealous and hugged Leo, staring at Denise and shouting, "Leo has a wife! His wife is called Sister Olivia!"

Denise laughed out loud, returning to her usual playfulness, and joked, "Humans can marry many wives, unlike you elves!"

"Ah?" Freya fell into deep thought, and after a while she asked hesitantly, "Then, then can you bake wheat cakes?"

“???” Denise was stumped by this question and for a moment couldn’t follow the groundhog’s train of thought.

Leo didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He pried Freya's claws apart and asked, "Aren't you going with us? Come back to the river bend with me, and I'll treat you to a delicious meal!"

Freya frowned and replied in a crying voice: "The teacher won't let me go out!"

Leo had already expected that Master Bobak would leave Freya in the atrium because the atrium was safe enough.

On the other hand, Master Bobak was in the northern snowfield, which was exactly the limit of the distance between his soul and Freya's connection. If he went further south, even if he walked a hundred miles to the river bend, he would lose contact.

虽然博巴克大师经常会弄丢芙蕾雅、让她坠落悬崖、让她忍饥挨饿、让她挨各种生物的揍，但他还是爱自己的弟子的！

"Well, when your teacher comes back, come visit us at Riverbend."

Leo had no choice. If we really talk about combat power, he was just a mortal and couldn't even beat Freya. He had no ability to assure Master Bobak that he could protect his disciple.

After sending the adventure group to the exit of Moon Lake, Freya looked at Leo reluctantly as he left, and kept reminding him: "Remember to ask Sister Olivia to save some wheat cakes for me!"

Once they left the atrium and the Grand Canyon, the messy interfaces that Al had set up in Leo's vision disappeared one by one.

It seems that Al's powerful spiritual power is confined to the Grand Canyon where the atrium is located and cannot radiate too far.

Because I had walked there once, the way back was particularly smooth, and I didn't encounter any attacks from alien races on the way. After passing the gravel hilly area where the wild boarmen's nest was located, it became even more comfortable.

There were even elusive wild hunters who shared their extra fresh animal meat with Leo and prepared a barbecue for the adventure group.

Since he led the three parties to defeat the boar tribe, not only has the hostility of the wild people and the ogres towards Riverbend been reduced a lot, they often go to Riverbend to trade. As a commander, Leo has also gained reputation and respect.

At least the wild hunters no longer regarded him as an outsider, and some young wild hunters even looked at him with awe.

It was already the evening of the third day when we returned to the river bend.

After eight days, the short adventure was over. The seven adventurers returned safely, and the three donkeys that were ready to be abandoned also successfully returned to their own stables.

You have to know that according to expectations, the donkeys and baggage that Leo asked the adventurers to prepare were all personal belongings that could be discarded at any time.

But the adventurers were more powerful than Leo had expected. The giant Barrett even thought that donkeys climbed too slowly, so he often carried two donkeys with him to climb mountains.

The thick-backed donkey of the Northern Territory, which had toiled all its life, never dreamed that one day it would be able to ride someone on an outing.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t even need to bring a donkey, and I would have let Barrett carry the baggage directly!

A suspension bridge was also built on the canal on the north side of the River Bay Peninsula, and several little dog-headed people were standing guard timidly, carrying wooden spears.

When they saw the villagers or militiamen returning, they would muster up the courage to go up and question them.

Some arrogant villagers would impatiently kick the dog away and walk away, leaving the aggrieved puppy crying with its tail between its legs and holding its wooden spear.

However, most of the villagers still had a playing-house mentality and answered every question from the little dog-headed man.

Noyce carried out Leo's orders very well. Within a few days, these ogre scouts had learned how to stand guard.

These dogs raised by Olivia did not have the ferocity of their companions in the Gnoll Valley. Instead, they were more cowardly than human teenagers. They did not dare to resist even when beaten. They were just like little mice.

After seeing Leo appear, these little dogs seemed to have found their backbone. Their backs straightened immediately, their hands became stronger, and they were able to wave their wooden spears and bare their teeth at the bad-tempered villagers.

After all, Olivia is their mother, Leo and Olivia are a couple, and rounding off and removing the middle steps, Leo is their father!

Seeing the adventure group coming, the little dog-headed man raised his wooden spear and shouted in a pretentious manner: "Sign up! Sign up!"

The members of the adventure group burst into laughter. Barrett walked forward, glared at the little dog-headed man fiercely, and shouted, "I'm Barrett, I specialize in eating dogs! I eat two at a meal!"

In front of the puppy-headed man who is less than one meter tall, Barrett, who is more than two meters tall, is simply a demon god.

The little dog-headed people were so scared that their wooden spears dropped. They huddled together in fear, seeking Leo's protection while shouting, "It smells wrong! It smells wrong! They are outsiders! Woof woof woof!"

"Okay, don't scare them." Leo was also happy, but this was his own fault. He could only appease the little dog-headed people while leading the adventure group into the river bay.