Chapter 629: Change of heart
Imar returned to the temporary camp and plunged into his tent.
There was already someone waiting for him inside - the old orc Eugene.
"Oh, welcome back, His Royal Highness, the noble prince of the Stonemason clan! I wonder what the outcome of your trip will be?"
In fact, he had already guessed it from Emaar's expression. result.
"Hmph!"
Imar snorted heavily and did not answer immediately. Instead, he walked over to a crate, pulled out a bottle, pulled the cork, and started drinking.
Eugene waited for him quietly.
It wasn’t until he drank the last sip that Emaar wiped his mouth.
“The usurper agreed to my challenge!”
Eugene's eyes lit up, "Congratulations, Your Highness the Prince!"
Imar said again: "The old fool is dead!"
His eyes were full of complex emotions, There is sadness and resentment.
"He has fallen into the embrace of the earth, and the usurper has inherited his power."
"This is sad news." Eugene shook his head, "Please forgive me!"
"No!"
Imar yelled, "That's good! If he was still in this world, I would be in trouble, but sitting in the position of patriarch now is a complete usurpation of the throne. It’s easy!”
Imar smashed the bottle and clenched his hands into fists, “I want to return all the humiliation to him! No, I will give it back to him double and double.”
The dwarf looked ferocious, “Eugene, from now on, you will call me the leader of the mason clan!”
< br>Eugene bent down with a solemn expression and bowed to him: "I obey your order, great prince...oh no, great patriarch!"
The corners of his mouth curled up, showing an imperceptible smile, and then he straightened up solemnly.
“Lilac Valley!”
Imar looked at Eugene with a serious expression and cautious eyes, as if he was already a real patriarch.
"Let me confirm again, there won't be any problems with your people, right?"
Eugene put his hand on his chest and assured him: "There won't be any problems! Wang Zhang Faction The soldiers who came to help you are all elite, and the terrain in Lilac Valley is flat and connected to the outside, which is conducive to the galloping of our cavalry.”
"That's good!"
Imar nodded.
For a moment, Eugene seemed to have an illusion. The Emaar in front of him was two people from the previous Emaar. The previous Emaar, even when he first entered the tent, was arrogant and reckless. , did not know how to hide emotions, but now Imaar is majestic and cautious.
Has he already entered the role of patriarch? interesting.
"Eugene, go and rest. There are many things I have to think about."
Eugene bent down to greet him, "As you command, Chief Ymar."
The old orc walked out of the tent, and an orc guard came to him.
"What's the matter?"
"Sir Eugene, the chief has a letter for you."
The guard took out an envelope.
Eugene knew that the great Abal was leading an army to fight against the Gabera people, and this letter must be to inform him of the latest military information.
Eugene opened the envelope and took out the paper inside.
The envelope and stationery are human, and the writing on them is also human, specifically Aldo's writing.
The great chief Abar issued a death order, and the senior officials of the royal account must be able to read and write human writing.
Of course, he also gave the orc shamans to cooperate with the humans he recruited, making sure to create the orcs' own writing.
Eugene read the letter from the warchief carefully, and at the end he frowned slightly.
Eugene learned about Abal's negotiations with the Gabella people, but he was not very satisfied with the results.
The results of this southern expedition of the orc army seem to be several small human city-states, as well as some wealth, which is in line with Eugene's vision of seizing a large piece of land from the Gabela Empire. The goals are far apart.
Will Gabeira help the orcs obtain the Innerrodan Corridor?
But in Eugene's view, only benefits that are tangible are benefits. God knows if this is a stop-gap measure for the Gabella people, just like a blank check in human society. But what happened has already happened, and there is no point in complaining in Eugene's heart.
The old orc thought for a long time and turned his attention to Emaar's tent.
Great leader of the stonemason clan, maybe I should make amends with you.
Two days passed like this, and one day later, it will be the day of the promised challenge.
“Drink!”
Imal held the ax tightly and slashed hard at the human-shaped pile in front. The sharp ax blade was deeply embedded in the wooden pile, and there were already several wooden piles nearby that had been chopped to pieces.
Imar and his followers have been training hard these past two days. Although he has received help from the orcs, he is more like killing his enemies with his own hands.
“My lord!”
Eugene quietly appeared next to him.
"What's the matter? Didn't you see that I'm training hard? Tomorrow is the day of the challenge!"
"I have a little thing to discuss with you!"
Imael frowned. This old orc really knew how to pick a time. He would come early or late, but he wanted to disturb him at this time.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead and followed Eugene to his tent.
“Why are you here? Can’t you do it outside?”
Imar muttered dissatisfiedly.
"In fact, what I want to discuss with you may make you regret it!"
"Regret?" A bad feeling arose in Yimar's heart.
"Ahem!" Eugene looked embarrassed, "The warriors in the royal tent may not be able to help you!"
The old orc's words suddenly sounded like a clear sky. A blast of thunder!
Imar was immediately stunned.
"Eugene! You...what did you say?"
He suspected that his ears were broken.
"I mean, the soldiers in the royal tent may not be able to help you!"
The old orc confirmed again with a slightly regretful tone.
“Oh no!”
Yimar roared angrily at first, but his voice suddenly became quieter.
"Eugene...Eugene! My friend!"
The majestic leader of the stonemason clan disappeared and was replaced by the expelled wanderer from before.
"We agreed! You...you can't do this!"
"Yes, we agreed! I am also very sorry! However, our previous agreement is to establish When the territory of the Mason clan can provide help to the royal army."
Eugene shook his head sadly, sadly, and pitifully.
"That's right!"
Imar raised his voice slightly, "As long as I can become the leader of the clan, I will allow the orc army to pass through my territory, not like before. A small group, but a complete army!"
"Listen, how tempting, imagine when humans suddenly find a powerful orc appears in their territory! How wonderful the expressions on their faces will be when they march forward!"
Eugene smiled, giving Emaar a glimmer of hope.
"Haha, my friend, I knew you were kidding me!"
"Oh no, my friend."
Eugene dashed his hopes once again .
"The situation has changed now! Dear Emaar, the army in the royal tent no longer needs your territory!"
"We have found other ways to enter Aldo! The road is smoother, faster, more efficient, and more troops can pass through! ”
(End of this chapter)