Chapter 684 - 683, Returning to the Tribe_1
"They’re all already dead, what’s there left to do?" After saying this angrily, he turned to the orcs behind him, "My tribesmen, pack your belongings, we will return to our tribe soon."
The orcs looked at each other in confusion, hadn’t they said that after killing these exchanged orcs they were going to the Gru Tribe?
"Clan Leader, aren’t we going to attack the Gru Tribe?"
With a somber look, Nakula shook his head, "No, the cold season is near. Our main priority now is to prepare food and Beast Skin for the winter. The Gru Tribe doesn’t know about our plan to attack them just yet, they would still be in their original settlement and wouldn’t have left. We will go after the cold season."
Seeing that the Clan Leader already had a plan, the orcs did not say anything further and proceeded to pack their belongings. Only a few single orcs had expressions of regret on their faces.
They had hoped to bring back the females of the Gru Tribe when they attacked, and if that happened, these females would become communal females of the tribe. Perhaps after this cold season, they could have their own offspring. But now that the Clan Leader has decided not to go, such hopes are dashed for this year.
They organized the Beast Skins they had accumulated over the past few days of hunting and didn’t waste any of the uneaten meat, tying it up with vines and carrying it on their backs.
Nakula led his tribesmen on the journey back to the trading post. This outing had not only failed to obtain the Beast God Fruit, but a lot of time was wasted waiting for the orcs from the Gru Tribe. It was not a good bargain at all.
Because of this, Nakula wore a look of displeasure the entire way back. Seeing the Clan Leader’s mood unappealing, the orcs of the Nacha Tribe were wise enough not to make any noise to disturb him, obediently hurrying along the way.
While the Nacha Tribe withdrew, the Gru Tribe, on the other hand, after a long journey, finally made their way past the Stone Field and arrived at the Gru Tribe’s location in Nia Forest.
The old Shaman and the surviving tribesmen had already arranged for orcs to observe from within the forest. On seeing them return, they were very happy and quickly came out to greet them.
"You’ve finally returned. I’ve already said we shouldn’t have gone to this trade meeting, with the few of us left in the tribe, it’s so dangerous, but you insisted on going." The old Shaman was very old and liked to ramble. Seeing them return safely, he naturally couldn’t help but chatter on.
But very quickly, his cheerful expression faded, the returning team had fewer orcs...
But the wise old Shaman didn’t vocalize this, instead he waved his hand: "Let’s go, we’ll talk more when we get back to the tribe."
Bowman and Hei Tu pressed their lips together, they had seen the old Shaman’s expression just now, the orcs they had lost in the Land of Death was a perpetual pain in their hearts.
This was the first time that Bowman, as the new Clan Leader, and Hei Tu, as the new Shaman, had led the tribe on such a distant trip, and they hadn’t expected to lose the lives of their people on the road.
In the tent, the old Shaman, Bowman and Hei Tu sat on the Beast Skins in silence. The two young orcs were thinking about how to tell the old Shaman what had happened on this trip.
The old Shaman was waiting for the two young orcs to take the initiative to tell him about what had happened on this trip, it was just a trade meeting in the forest, there shouldn’t have been anything dangerous. He wondered why there were tribesmen who had died.
But seeing the two orcs looking at each other, neither speaking, the old Shaman huffed: "Why did tribesmen die."