Chapter 664: Arrival Of The Four-Eared Elves (3)
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Chapter 664 Arrival Of The Four-Eared Elves (3)
664 Arrival Of The Four-Eared Elves (3)
Meanwhile, the Village Chief couldn't help but suddenly frown. Though he was relieved that the individuals before him were indeed the Caravans, the four-eared race, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss with their arrival in such large numbers.
Something was unsettling about it, and he needed to understand what was happening.
"Don't take any action; just wait here. I'll be back once I'm done," the Village Chief said to Orion before turning to Stronghold Leader Drakar, signalling for him to follow.
The Village Chief then leapt down from the platform, transforming into his massive green-horned owl form, and swiftly headed toward the boat at the forefront.
Stronghold Leader Zogar leapt high into the sky, following the same direction.
Meanwhile, on the boat below, the sight of the figure transforming into a massive green owl left Leif and the others frozen in their positions.
Their eyes darted nervously between the various beasts above the towering walls, and a dumbfounding realisation settled in—
they were looking at the humans.
The terrifying beasts were, in fact, the humans, the inhabitants of this place.
Several of them couldn't help but draw in sharp breaths, tightening their grip on their weapons as the unexpected revelation sank in.
Nevertheless, the Village Chief reached the boat and returned to his human form.
"Patriarch Rylan, it's really you?" the Village Chief said as he observed the elderly man before him, then turned his attention to the rest of the unfamiliar individuals surrounding him.
"Village Chief Brane, I'm glad to see you again," the Patriarch replied warmly.
Hearing Patriarch Rylan's explanation, the Village Chief furrowed his brows, a deep frown etching itself on his face.
"Were you followed by your enemies?" the Village Chief asked curiously with a raised brow.
While he wondered about how such a large group managed to traverse vast distances—considering not everyone possessed the ability to convince a god-like Orion did—he understood that such questions could wait. For now, he needed to ascertain whether there was a potential invasion threat, which took precedence.
Patriarch Rylan nodded, affirming, "Yes, we were followed by our enemies; however, we lost them months ago before arriving here, so you don't have to worry about anything. We are here alone."
Patriarch Rylan then continued with a humble request, "Please, Village Chief Brane, I understand that we have only traded in the past, and you have no obligation to offer us such a favour. However, I beg of you, until we find a suitable settlement, if you take us in, we won't mind becoming labourers for your Village, no matter the type of work it might be."
His voice carried a firm resolve, emphasising the sincerity of his words.
"Father," Isadora said, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Though she was aware that no one would take in such a large quantity of people all at once, no matter how close they were, she couldn't help but be optimistic about her father's plans.
Regardless, upon hearing the Patriarch's words, Isadora couldn't hold back her emotions, breaking down almost immediately.
Is this what their race had become? After losing everything, sacrificing what remained, and travelling a long distance, they only hoped to work as labourers until they found a new place to settle.
Leif and the others felt similar discontentment, but unlike Isadora, they kept their emotions concealed, locked within themselves.
Patriarch Rylan sighed tiredly upon hearing Isadora's sobs.
"Don't worry. With my knowledge of the Village, I am sure we won't be treated as badly as you think. Otherwise, I wouldn't have gone to such lengths to make this decision," he said, gently wiping away the tears streaming down her cheeks.
Meanwhile, the Village Chief's frown deepened as he finished hearing Patriarch Rylan's words. Though he had already understood that the man before him wasn't in a good situation, he suddenly realised it might be even worse than he had imagined.
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Chapter 664 Arrival Of The Four-Eared Elves (3)
664 Arrival Of The Four-Eared Elves (3)
Meanwhile, the Village Chief couldn't help but suddenly frown. Though he was relieved that the individuals before him were indeed the Caravans, the four-eared race, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss with their arrival in such large numbers.
Something was unsettling about it, and he needed to understand what was happening.
"Don't take any action; just wait here. I'll be back once I'm done," the Village Chief said to Orion before turning to Stronghold Leader Drakar, signalling for him to follow.
The Village Chief then leapt down from the platform, transforming into his massive green-horned owl form, and swiftly headed toward the boat at the forefront.
Stronghold Leader Zogar leapt high into the sky, following the same direction.
Meanwhile, on the boat below, the sight of the figure transforming into a massive green owl left Leif and the others frozen in their positions.
Their eyes darted nervously between the various beasts above the towering walls, and a dumbfounding realisation settled in—
they were looking at the humans.
The terrifying beasts were, in fact, the humans, the inhabitants of this place.
Several of them couldn't help but draw in sharp breaths, tightening their grip on their weapons as the unexpected revelation sank in.
Nevertheless, the Village Chief reached the boat and returned to his human form.
"Patriarch Rylan, it's really you?" the Village Chief said as he observed the elderly man before him, then turned his attention to the rest of the unfamiliar individuals surrounding him.
"Village Chief Brane, I'm glad to see you again," the Patriarch replied warmly.
Hearing Patriarch Rylan's explanation, the Village Chief furrowed his brows, a deep frown etching itself on his face.
"Were you followed by your enemies?" the Village Chief asked curiously with a raised brow.
While he wondered about how such a large group managed to traverse vast distances—considering not everyone possessed the ability to convince a god-like Orion did—he understood that such questions could wait. For now, he needed to ascertain whether there was a potential invasion threat, which took precedence.
Patriarch Rylan nodded, affirming, "Yes, we were followed by our enemies; however, we lost them months ago before arriving here, so you don't have to worry about anything. We are here alone."
Patriarch Rylan then continued with a humble request, "Please, Village Chief Brane, I understand that we have only traded in the past, and you have no obligation to offer us such a favour. However, I beg of you, until we find a suitable settlement, if you take us in, we won't mind becoming labourers for your Village, no matter the type of work it might be."
His voice carried a firm resolve, emphasising the sincerity of his words.
"Father," Isadora said, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Though she was aware that no one would take in such a large quantity of people all at once, no matter how close they were, she couldn't help but be optimistic about her father's plans.
Regardless, upon hearing the Patriarch's words, Isadora couldn't hold back her emotions, breaking down almost immediately.
Is this what their race had become? After losing everything, sacrificing what remained, and travelling a long distance, they only hoped to work as labourers until they found a new place to settle.
Leif and the others felt similar discontentment, but unlike Isadora, they kept their emotions concealed, locked within themselves.
Patriarch Rylan sighed tiredly upon hearing Isadora's sobs.
"Don't worry. With my knowledge of the Village, I am sure we won't be treated as badly as you think. Otherwise, I wouldn't have gone to such lengths to make this decision," he said, gently wiping away the tears streaming down her cheeks.
Meanwhile, the Village Chief's frown deepened as he finished hearing Patriarch Rylan's words. Though he had already understood that the man before him wasn't in a good situation, he suddenly realised it might be even worse than he had imagined.
Chapter 664 Arrival Of The Four-Eared Elves 3664 Arrival Of The Four-Eared Elves 3Meanwhile, the Village Chief couldn't help but suddenly frown. Though he was relieved that the individuals before him were indeed the Caravans, the four-eared race, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss with their arrival in such large numbers.Something was unsettling about it, and he needed to understand what was happening."Don't take any action; just wait here. I'll be back once I'm done," the Village Chief said to Orion before turning to Stronghold Leader Drakar, signalling for him to follow.The Village Chief then leapt down from the platform, transforming into his massive green-horned owl form, and swiftly headed toward the boat at the forefront.Stronghold Leader Zogar leapt high into the sky, following the same direction.Meanwhile, on the boat below, the sight of the figure transforming into a massive green owl left Leif and the others frozen in their positions.Their eyes darted nervously between the various beasts above the towering walls, and a dumbfounding realisation settled inthey were looking at the humans.The terrifying beasts were, in fact, the humans, the inhabitants of this place.Several of them couldn't help but draw in sharp breaths, tightening their grip on their weapons as the unexpected revelation sank in.Nevertheless, the Village Chief reached the boat and returned to his human form."Patriarch Rylan, it's really you?" the Village Chief said as he observed the elderly man before him, then turned his attention to the rest of the unfamiliar individuals surrounding him."Village Chief Brane, I'm glad to see you again," the Patriarch replied warmly.Hearing Patriarch Rylan's explanation, the Village Chief furrowed his brows, a deep frown etching itself on his face."Were you followed by your enemies?" the Village Chief asked curiously with a raised brow.While he wondered about how such a large group managed to traverse vast distancesconsidering not everyone possessed the ability to convince a god-like Orion didhe understood that such questions could wait. For now, he needed to ascertain whether there was a potential invasion threat, which took precedence.Patriarch Rylan nodded, affirming, "Yes, we were followed by our enemies; however, we lost them months ago before arriving here, so you don't have to worry about anything. We are here alone."Patriarch Rylan then continued with a humble request, "Please, Village Chief Brane, I understand that we have only traded in the past, and you have no obligation to offer us such a favour. However, I beg of you, until we find a suitable settlement, if you take us in, we won't mind becoming labourers for your Village, no matter the type of work it might be."His voice carried a firm resolve, emphasising the sincerity of his words."Father," Isadora said, tears streaming down her cheeks.Though she was aware that no one would take in such a large quantity of people all at once, no matter how close they were, she couldn't help but be optimistic about her father's plans.Regardless, upon hearing the Patriarch's words, Isadora couldn't hold back her emotions, breaking down almost immediately.Is this what their race had become? After losing everything, sacrificing what remained, and travelling a long distance, they only hoped to work as labourers until they found a new place to settle.Leif and the others felt similar discontentment, but unlike Isadora, they kept their emotions concealed, locked within themselves.Patriarch Rylan sighed tiredly upon hearing Isadora's sobs."Don't worry. With my knowledge of the Village, I am sure we won't be treated as badly as you think. Otherwise, I wouldn't have gone to such lengths to make this decision," he said, gently wiping away the tears streaming down her cheeks.Meanwhile, the Village Chief's frown deepened as he finished hearing Patriarch Rylan's words. Though he had already understood that the man before him wasn't in a good situation, he suddenly realised it might be even worse than he had imagined.
