"Hi ~ Hi ~ ~ ~ Ah!" A group of thinly dressed young indigenous men and women sang and danced around a huge bonfire. Reflected by the glow of the campfire, they cast eerie shadows around them.

Faust was not going to be with the ordinary young men and women of these tribes, and he was having dinner in the same big house where he had negotiated with the chieftain in the early morning.

This time, all the members of Faust's team arrived, but the mayor did not attend the dinner due to health reasons.

"It's a shame that my old friend didn't make it to this dinner. The old chief took his glass and talked to Faust with a smile, but he didn't bother to pretend to have a regretful expression on his face.

Faust looked at the food on the table and sneered in his heart, what is there to regret about this kind of thing? There is nothing more than some barbecue meat and fruit on the table, and a bowl of soup that looks very greasy. The wine is also undistilled and filtered, and the rough taste is disgusting to Faust.

He raised his glass as well, "That's indeed his regret, it's been a long time since I've seen a dinner party like this for your tribe." That's pretty impressive. Faust casually used ambiguous words to perfunctory the chief.

"Hehe, that's great. The joy of our guests is my joy. The chieftain did not seem to notice Faust's sarcasm, and continued to laugh.

Faust simply raised his glass again to show his gratitude for the chief's hospitality. These cloudy wines are so low in strength that Faust can drink them without any other means.

The chief laughed and raised his glass, realizing that Faust's attention was not entirely focused on his conversation, or rather, most of his energy was on the other person.

That's Zhannath. In this banquet, all members of Faust's team participated, and the mayor of the town naturally couldn't be the only one. In fact, the Horde side had more people attending the banquet than the six members of Faust's squad.

In addition to Zhannasi, who was released during the day today, several important figures from the indigenous people participated, including Gurupong and Batura.

At the beginning of the feast, the chieftain had already introduced the identities of these men, Gurupin and Batura were both from the thriving families of the tribe, and the others were the "highest" members of the tribe, including priests and warrior leaders.

"Could it be that this kid is interesting to Zhannasi?" the old chief muttered to himself, he had lost his son at an early age, and Zhannasi had only one relative, so he loved her very much.

"Faust seemed like a good choice—he was young, handsome, and definitely no less powerful than mine, just right for my granddaughter. "And it would be more effective for the two sides to make peace by marriage—the two sides fought together and finally came together, and a marriage ended decades of blood feud...... Sounds pretty good. ”

Unaware of the old chieftain's intentions, Zhannath glared back at Faust, who was unhappy that his men had defeated her in the jungle by despicable means, and had killed one of her servants.

She poured down a glass of wine and stood up suddenly, "Do you dare to accept my challenge! One-on-one, head-to-head!" She didn't drink much, only a few times the amount of alcohol, her eyes became blurred, and her pink skin became more gorgeous. If it were normal, she wouldn't be so rude to her grandfather's guests.

Faust was enjoying the wonderful emotions that come from being close to Zhannath, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he heard this, and he hesitated for a moment before he hesitantly said, "You want to duel with me?"

"Yes, do you dare to fight?" the maiden declared loudly, "if you dare not, go back to your town as soon as possible!"

Faust looked at the girl's heroic face, and couldn't help but indulge in it for a while. Although he came back to his senses in the next second, it still aroused his vigilance.

"What's wrong with me? She has the power to shake my spirit?" Faust became vigilant, and the seemingly never-ending fluctuations in his mind were temporarily weakened.

Originally, Faust paid special attention to Zhannath only out of greed for true emotions, but now, his motive was more than that, "this power...... I don't know if it's useful to other psychic magicians, but she must be in my hands!"

Faust was secretly making up his mind, but he was immediately awakened by a burst of commotion. Faust swept his eyes, and most of the people who were heckling were natives. He said to himself, it seems that they have the intention to humiliate themselves by this.

But isn't this a good time to flex your muscles?" Faust looked at his chieftain with interest, and sneered in his heart, "These barbarians, I'm afraid only fists can convince them." ”

In fact, this time it was Faust who thought badly, the so-called "high-level" of these tribes did not have much political skill at all, they just liked to make noise, and the old chieftain probably had the intention of examining his son-in-law - Faust was young and golden, and if his personal force was also extraordinary, he could really be regarded as a perfect grandson-in-law.

Faust slowly stood up and smiled gracefully, "Dear Zhannath, what if I win?"

"If you win, I'll marry you Zhannasi!" the chieftain, who had been noncommittal about the matter, suddenly announced, "As long as you can defeat Zhannasi, you will be her husband!"

At this point, the tribe finally split, and several older people raised their glasses and applauded, and some sang songs of wishes. And Batura and Gurubang were pale, Batura was fine, just bowed his head and drank the sullen wine, and Gurubang screamed strangely, and was about to jump out and beat Faust.

Both of them were suitors of Zhanas, especially Batura, who had a crush on him, and would almost certainly be Zhannasi's husband if Faust hadn't appeared.

Faust glanced at Gurubon, who was suppressed by several guards, and then at Zhannath, who suddenly became anxious and angry, walked around the table and walked to the middle of the hall, "Okay, then I'll take this bet." ”

"But ......," Faust deliberately dragged his tone, "there is one more thing to settle before that." ”

The old chief glanced at the situation of the crowd and already knew it, but he still asked cooperatively, "Oh, what is so important that it is still in front of my granddaughter's marriage contract?"

Faust stepped forward again and exclaimed, "Of course there are other suitors." If I just defeat Miss Zhanas, I won't be able to convince the other suitors. ”

"So, I'm here tonight, and I'm welcome to all the suitors of Miss Zhanas in the tribe!I'll defeat them one by one, and finally, I'll defeat Miss Zhanas and prove that I'm the best choice for her!" Faust gave Zhanas a warm look, as if he were really a young man in love.