Chapter 57: The Wolf Tide
"I won, dear. Faust stroked Zhannath's short hair, "Reality wins." Faust's hand deftly climbed up to the back of Zhannath's neck and squeezed it so hard that she fell asleep.
There seemed to be a force tumbling in his heart, as if some kind of power was brewing. Faust waved his hand, and the surrounding soil began to slowly fall to the ground—Faust had relinquished control of it.
At the same time, a haze seemed to have been peeled off in his heart, and the experience points on the personal attribute page suddenly rose by one unit. "Level 4, it's finally here. ”
It was only at this moment that Faust let down the last shred of guard in his heart for the time being. Tosaka and Zhanas had caused him enough trouble, and now he felt the growth of his strength before he could relax a little.
The smoke screen slowly cleared, and the scene inside was once again displayed in front of everyone. This time the battle between the two took much longer than the previous battle with Tosaka, it took nearly two quarters of an hour, and the people around them were in a hurry, if it weren't for the sound of Faust's simulated battle, they would have been impatient.
Now that the smoke screen had lifted, everyone breathed a sigh of relief - it was clear that Faust had won. His appearance was not much different from before, except for a few more scars on his body, but they did not look embarrassed, but made him look more manly.
He held Zhannasi in both hands and slowly stepped out of the smokescreen, "Dear chief, it seems that from today onwards, I will be Zhannasi's husband. ”
The chief laughed, "Hahaha, Lord Faustus, this is the honor of Zhannath, and it is my honor. "He's really happy. The old chieftain was superstitious about the power of kinship and blood, believing that as long as he and Faust became "family", the town of Marula and his tribe would be bound together against the pressure of the city lord.
He was wrong, Faust didn't care about the pressure of the city lord - the Aventus had defeated the city lord's fleet at sea, and the city lord was currently too busy to take care of himself, as long as he paid a "protection fee", the entire territory south of the mountain range would be tossed by him.
By that time, what he lacked was not land, but the population to exploit it. He needed serfs, and even more so, slave labor, and these Buraku people were clearly well suited for that role.
Faust looked at the old chieftain, who was still laughing happily, and also smiled, and the two of them had their own thoughts, but each laughed more happily than the other.
"Dear chief, we have to travel far tomorrow morning, so we will rest first. After laughing for a while, Faust proposed to the chief, "Chief, you should also take care of your body, and you should rest early." ”
"Very well," waved the chief, "you young people, rest early." He leaned back in his leather chair relaxedly, "We're old, we don't need to go to bed so early. He winked at Faust as he spoke.
Faust then realized that the chief thought he was in a hurry to get married. Faust didn't explain, just smiled, "Then I'll go back first." With that, he turned around and left with Zhannasi in his arms.
Behind him, the chief deliberately shouted, "You two, take Lord Faustus to the tent on the east side, which is more spacious. With his vulgar jokes, there was also an ambiguous commotion around him.
It was the custom of the indigenous tribes, Faust comforted himself, but he still could not get used to this unrestrained and rude habit.
Faust followed a sturdy woman and soon came to the east side of the camp. Sure enough, there was a large tent here, the size of an ordinary tent, and it was a short distance from the other tents and houses, which was indeed very suitable for "consummation".
"My lord, it's here. The servant woman's accent was so strong that if it weren't for Faust's skillful words, he probably wouldn't have understood the lingua franca. As soon as Faust was about to answer, she smiled ambiguously at Faust and quickly left the place.
Well, it seems that it is not possible to get married today. Faust looked down at the sleepy Zhannath and raised an eyebrow, she was indeed good-looking
You're welcome, then, thought to Faust, and reached out to lift the curtain of the tent.
As Faust trembled, the beauty in front of him suddenly became tasteless. He rolled over and got up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and if he hadn't touched a woman for nearly a month, he didn't want to make a dead fish - it wouldn't be interesting at all.
Still, it's better to rest tonight. Faust lifted the tent curtain and walked outside. Not far from the center of the camp, there was still a faint sound of revelry, and the half-extinguished bonfire was lit again, and it seemed that the chiefs were still reveling.
Faust turned his head to look into the depths of the jungle, where the wind rustled through the leaves, and Faust could hear the dew hitting the leaves......
Humm? Faust felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong for a while. "Like...... What's missing?" Faust frowned, he didn't think it was his delusion, so there must really be something wrong.
Faust once again examines everything around him. The sound of the wind blowing the leaves, no problem, the sound of dew dripping, no problem, the song of birds and the roar of beasts...... Hmm? Why not?
Faust then reacted, and there was a dead silence around him. The night in the jungle is not silent, countless animals are active at night, and now, there is not even the sound of insects.
What's going on? Faust didn't react for a moment.
However, this abnormal event must not be a good thing. To be on the safe side, Faust turned on his telesentics, carefully searching the surroundings for any clues that might be causing this sign.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you will be shocked when you see it. Faust looked at a large tree, it didn't look unusual, but Faust sensed more than a dozen signs of life in its canopy.
Faust was no stranger to this beast, and just yesterday he saw a dead body.
Tree-crowned wolves!These ferocious creatures are jumping from canopy to canopy, they seem to be born with some kind of supernatural power, and their bodies don't move with a hint of wind, Faust wouldn't have been able to detect their approach without remote sensing.
This must be the beast tide that the mayor is talking about, Faust thought to himself. This is a terrorist offensive that the indigenous people have tried so hard to delay, and can only be classified as natural disasters such as storms and forest fires.
Faust understands the urgency of the matter - the Chieftain is at the time to let their guard down, and if the Canoped Wolf is successful, it is not a matter of whether they can return to the town, let alone explore the ancient city.
Faust figured this out and immediately turned and retreated back to the camp. He casually pulled a piece of cloth over Zhannasi's body. He picked up Zhannasi in his arms, hummed a little tune, and walked out of the tent as if nothing had happened, and walked towards the center of the tent in three steps.
He believed that the species that could devise such a tactic would never allow a person who was visibly aware of the odd to escape. However, it seems that Faust is still lucky, at least the enemy is not able to detect his remote sensing.