Chapter 996 - 995: Welcoming
The beasts were at a loss for what to do when suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the cave.
A young orc rushed in from outside the cave, panting: "Clan Leader, there are many flying orcs outside the island, they say they have come to Swordfish Island at the invitation of the two Lord Priests."
As soon as the words fell, the Swordfish Clan Leader immediately turned his head to look at the Tortoise Tribe priest not far away: "Lord Priest, are these orcs the ones from the Watson Tribe you mentioned?"
The old priest first excitedly twitched his eyebrows, then looked towards the orc who had come to report: "Are there any members of our Tortoise Tribe among those orcs?"
The orc nodded: "There are, one of the orcs at the very front is carrying a small basket, with a member of the Tortoise Tribe lying inside, he says he is the Clan Leader of the Tortoise Tribe."
The old priest excitedly stood up and then turned to look at the two priests from the strong combat tribes sitting above: "Whale Priest, Python Priest, Zhuangzhuang has brought the orcs from the Watson Tribe, they are right outside Swordfish Island."
The two priests, upon hearing this, couldn’t sit still any longer and hurriedly got up and walked down: "What are we waiting for, let’s go out to greet them."
Having said that, they actually grabbed the old Tortoise priest and walked outside.
The old priest stumbled, smiling as he patted the Whale Priest’s arm: "With these old arms and legs of mine, how can I withstand your pulling?"
Whale Priest laughed heartily: "You’re still young, orc warriors never say they’re old."
The other priests and clan leaders from the various tribes inside the cave also stood up and followed suit, they too were curious to see what this Watson Tribe, which was so highly regarded by the two powerful combat tribes, looked like.
Outside Swordfish Island, the pitch-black sea surface was dotted with a rather spacious land made of yellow goat beast skin. On this little land, aside from a few patrolling orcs, the rest of the flying orcs had folded their wings, sunbathing either sitting or lying down.
The orcs on Swordfish Island even saw that some orcs would take out a piece of food from their pack and chew on it while lying down, enjoying the bliss.
It looked as comfortable and carefree as one could be, making the orcs on the island green with envy.
Heaven knows, the food on the island is almost gone.
These patrolling orcs are allocated two servings of dried seaweed every day, while the rest of the tribe gets only one meal a day, and only half the portion of the food distributed to them.
But the tribe members had no complaints, everyone knew the current situation, being able to eat was already good enough.
Moreover, the two powerful combat tribes’ Lord Priests had said that Swordfish Island had suffered great losses this time, and after dealing with the poisoned seawater, their tributes for one year would be waived.
This was truly a great boon.
The Whale Priest, Python Priest, and the old Tortoise priest were the first to arrive at the edge of the island, and soon after, the other priests and clan leaders from the different tribes followed.
Looking at the leisurely Watson Tribe orcs, these starving orcs, who could practically use their ribs as weapons, were instantly filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.
There was no need to mention the state of mind of the old Tortoise priest; he immediately saw that Zhuangzhuang, leaning against Ying Da, half-lying on that strange object, seemed to still be gnawing at some meaty treat.
Damn it, Grandma, here I am eating seaweed, and your boy is lying there treating dried meat as a snack, have you ever considered my feelings as a priest?