Chapter 683 - 682, Message_1
"Have some food." A piece of tender beast meat appeared in front of Bowman; Bowman reached out and took it.
He turned his head to look at Hei Tu, who was now sitting beside him, "I don’t know if our tribe members are okay."
Hei Tu tore off a piece of meat and chewed on it, "Why think so much about it? The most important thing for us now is to get back."
Since Bowman and the others were rescued by Ji Nuan, their main duty has been to rush back to their tribe. Even now, they still hadn’t washed off the mud from the Land of Death that clung to their bodies, leaving them all pitch black. It was thoroughly amusing to see.
Without the support of Ji Nuan’s strength-restoring potion, they would arrive a day later than the orcs from the three tribes of the Eneru Mountain. Looking at this strange forest, the orcs felt a bit emotional. On their return home, they might have to live here.
"Which tribe are you from?" While they were resting, a group of unfamiliar orcs came running out of the forest, each holding sharp weapons, gleaming coldly in the light.
Bowman stood up, "We have just attended the trade fair and are preparing to return to our tribe. We are just passing through this forest and resting a bit."
"Are you the orcs of the Gru Tribe?" The orc at the forefront had blond hair, a tall and sturdy body, and bright eyes.
Bowman exchanged glances with Hei Tu, unsure of whether to admit it or not. His father had likely killed many orcs when he attacked the Eneru Forest. If by chance the tribe had been attacked by his father’s orcs, wouldn’t all of them be utterly unfortunate?
Seeing that they did not answer, the orc suddenly laughed, "You surely can’t be worried that I’d kill you."
He then approached Bowman, "Let me introduce myself, I am Lei Er from the Watson Tribe."
"Watson Tribe? You are an orc of the Watson Tribe?" Bowman’s heart instantly settled down.
Hei Tu and the remaining orcs from the Gru Tribe also collectively exhaled, they were genuinely frightened.
"You don’t need to worry. When you return, Shaman Ji Nuan has already spoken with Dashi and the Grey Bear tribes. They won’t make things difficult for you." Lei Er gave more reassuring news to the Gru Tribe.
Bowman was very grateful, "Please thank Shaman Ji Nuan on my behalf when you return."
The orcs behind him also bowed collectively.
Lei Er waved his hand, "Knowing that you belong to your own tribe, it’s fine. This forest is all our Watson Tribe territory; if you continue to walk, you will reach Stone Field."
Saying this, he did not say more to them. He led the orcs to run into the forest. They had come out to hunt; they could not waste time on unfamiliar orcs.
Watching the departing orcs, the members of the Gru Tribe glanced at each other, deeply etching the gratitude to Shaman Ji Nuan in their hearts.
"Tribe members, let’s get going. Hurry back to our tribe."
On hearing this, the orcs quickly put the food into their beast skin bags and set out for their tribe.
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"Clan Leader, it’s been so many days. I’m afraid the orcs from the Gru Tribe have all died in the Land of Death," said a gentle orc standing next to Nakula.
Nakula clenched his teeth, and the reluctance in his eyes gradually faded away, muttering, "What a pity for that Divine Fruit."
A twinge of regret also crossed the gentle orc’s face.
"So, are we... still going to the Gru Tribe?"