The dark night when the dawn is approaching is always difficult.

This is true for the humans who are still keeping vigil, and for the "Creation Guards" who assist the Avalonians in hunting down the gnolls in the filthy swamps.

The swamp has been nourished by the war and turned into one of the most dangerous areas on the continent, but it is actually fine for the gnolls of the Bloodpaw Clan, not only because some of the gnolls hunters have given their faith to the god Avalon in exchange for a faint blessing under the orders of Chief Nash, but also because the Bloodpaw Clan has been operating in the swamp, they have adapted to this high-intensity change.

The native gnolls of Transnesia are far inferior to their distant relatives in the Dark Mountains in terms of physical fitness, but the deterioration of strength brings an increase in intelligence, which is more like an adaptation to the environment, after all, in the vast land of the central region of the continent, it is impossible to solve the problem of living in the borders of human society.

Especially for a small gnolls like Hogg, if they want to survive in the group, they must discover their own "track".

Of course, there are still a few gnolls as smart as Hogg, but luckily Chief Nash also falls into this category of "smart ghosts".

Ever since the change in the Filthy Swamp, Nash has been receiving from the Church of Avalon the knowledge of the exploration and study of the new creatures of the swamp, which it has simplified and passed on to its own people as the necessary knowledge to move through the swamp in a more cautious way.

At the very least, you should know what things you can't touch in the swamp, where you can't go, and the most correct response when you encounter special situations.

Such a large-scale teaching effect is extraordinary, especially under the cruel reality that those fools who are unwilling to learn will most likely not be able to return to the swamp, and the members of the Bloodclaw Clan have completed the "initial symbiosis" with the filthy swamp in a very pragmatic and rapid manner.

They must learn how to survive in this dangerous swamp, as this is the "legacy" left to them by Grand Chief Hogg.

Governor Murphy is willing to give the Filthy Swamp to the Bloodclaw Clan as their domain, but if the Bloodpaw Clan cannot survive here, then that "inheritance" will be nullified, and if that happens, then the evil goats will laugh off their big teeth and be grateful for the protection of their King of Curses.

After all, the goats, who had also taken refuge in Transcia and found their place in the system, had been seeking domination over the filthy swamps.

As the second-generation leader of the clan, Nash must make sure that the worst doesn't happen, not to mention Hogg, and the other ambitious leaders of the clan will never let it go.

That's the dilemma Nash faces.

Its life as the second generation of the Bloodclaw Clan was far less relaxed than Hogg's, but Nash was also good, not being overwhelmed by these external and internal problems, but always looking for solutions.

Now, for example, Nash is preparing to execute a real "big thing"!

Once this matter is done by himself, not to mention the instability within the clan, even the control of the Filthy Swamp can be taken in one fell swoop.

But before going on to make a big deal, Nash routinely had to talk to his "old leader."

In the early hours of the morning in Bafont Canyon, Nash, who was resting in the camp, activated the quantum communication of the Far Wanderer armor on his body, chewing on the jerky while patiently waiting for the communication to connect.

As a clever gnoll, although Nash still couldn't understand how this magical thing could achieve instant communication across half a continent, it didn't stop it from using it well.

It knows that this is its own strength, and it is good at learning and using various tools.

It was through this merit that Grand Chief Hogg rose to prominence, and he just had to continue on the right path.

I wonder how Chief Hogg is doing in the distant Dark Mountains?

Hearing that it not only participated in the battle of killing gods, but also saved Lord Pa Ying in a critical moment, Nash couldn't imagine how such a small man as Chief Hogg could do something that sounded like a jackal's blood boiling, but it thought that if Chief Hogg could do such a great thing, maybe he could be born as a small man like him, and he could be in the future.

"Nash? Why contact me at this time? ”

Just as Nash was churning through the small theater of "becoming a hero" in his mind, Hogg's tired and weak voice sounded from the quantum communication, and he said helplessly:

"It's horrible that I've just finished feeding two little cubs deer milk and raising a baby, even for a gnolle."

"Huh?"

Nash's tail was tense, and he exclaimed:

"Do you have a baby? No, that's too fast! You also took the time to make two people in the middle of the god-killing process? Ah, what a Hogg chieftain! ”

"It's not mine, alas, forget it, it's a lot of trouble to explain, let's talk about it slowly later."

Hogg was really tired and saved the time to greet each other, and asked:

"Contact me at this time, do you have anything to do?"

"Oh, that's right."

Nash hastened to tell Hogg about his imminent departure to the Valley of the Shadows to persuade the old and weak women and children of the Splitclaw Clan to surrender on his orders from Master Murphy, and asked:

"I already have a preliminary idea, but I still want to hear your opinion, after all, this is the first time I have done such a big thing, and I am nervous."

"But you've already acted, Nash, and you're on the road to execution, even though you're not sure of victory, which shows that you have made your own decisions about these things."

Hogg complimented, and then asked:

"What you need is not my opinion, but my approval and encouragement, or a little lack of confidence, it seems that the housekeeping of the Bloodclaw Clan has made you feel deeply stressed and don't have much confidence in yourself, right?"

"I'll tell you the truth."

Nash suddenly began to pour bitter water, and he complained:

"Martai and Van Goray have been leading the brutes and hunters to assist the Avalon cultists in hunting down the thugs, and they have always returned victorious, and although the people have been indoctrinated, they still worship the strong in their bones, and the victory after victory has made those two guys more ambitious.

They began to challenge my majesty as a chief, both openly and covertly.

Thankfully, the old Golden Fang is still reliable, and he and his kobolds are firmly on my side, but I am afraid that if things continue, the clan you left me will be divided.

After all, we now have a strong claim to the entire filthy swamp, and such a large territory is enough to feed many clans.

I guess Maltai and Van Gogh Ray had the same idea, they couldn't get rid of their bad roots, they wanted to build their deeds apart from the Bloodclaw Clan, they didn't want to submit to a small man like me, they just wanted to be honored as a chief by others.

Sorry, Chief Hogg.

I don't have the prestige of yours, I can't suppress them and I can't do anything to get rid of them, maybe I'm not fit to be a chief, maybe it's better for me to verify your career plan to become a priest of the Creator. ”

"But you don't believe in the morality of the Creator from the bottom of your heart."

Hogg sighed and said:

"You're a bit indecisive, Nash, but it's not a big deal, you want to know how to lead the Bloodclaw Clan in the future, you're at a loss, it's all normal, then I'll take a moment to describe to you my plans for the future of the Gnolls."

I'm sure I won't be able to go back to the Smuggler's Woodland.

I want to stay on this plain of creation, which was shaped by Lord Murphy with the power of the Creator, and lead the Guardians of Creation to establish the first city of the Gnolls here with the help of Broken Fang and the Whiptail Clan, which is destined to take a long time.

Even on the day of my old death, I will not be able to truly see our kingdom integrated into the continent, but the most difficult stage has passed, Nash, the Lord of the Hunt, is dead, and our people will finally return to the faith of the Creator and welcome the future with a new look.

So, what kind of responsibilities does the Bloodclaw Clan have in such a system?

You're in an enclave far from the Gnoll Kingdom, relying on the benevolence of Transncia to defend your ancestral land, so if you know where the Bloodclaw Clan will hold in the kingdom in the future, you'll know how to lead your people next.

So answer me, Nash, what do you think you and the Bloodclaw Clan can do for our kingdom and civilization in the future? ”

"Hmm"

Nash pondered, but a question that would stump 90% of the gnoll could not stump it, and after a few seconds of thought and linguistic organization, he said:

"Diplomacy? As you said, our kingdom is located in the Dark Mountains, far from the center of civilization on the mainland, but the Bloodclaw clan is close to Transnsia, and we have become the voice of the Gnoll Kingdom on the continent.

We must always follow in the footsteps of Master Murphy, but we must also shoulder our responsibility to speak for the Gnoll Kingdom.

Ah, I see!

I see what you mean.

When I return, I will have Maltai and Van Goray leave with their people who are willing to follow them, giving them the name of defending the Swamp Ancestral Land, and let them fight the goatmen settlements in the Filthy Swamp for control, as for the Bloodclaw Clan.

We don't need any force to show our existence.

In the future, we will become the 'ambassadors' of the Gnoll Kingdom, and this is the diplomatic mission of the Bloodclaw Clan! To be a window into the outside world, to show the most respectable and progressive side of the Jackal civilization to those who observe us.

And I will be honored to be the eyes and mouthpiece of Lord Virtuous Wolf, and to speak to the kings and lords of the will of the kingdom of the Jackals that you represent. ”

"Very good, it seems that you really understand."

Hogg said with satisfaction:

"Don't use the name 'Smuggler's Woodland' anymore, discuss with Archon Miriam and choose a new name that suits our characteristics, of course, you can't go to meet the Crimson Archon as the chief of the Bloodclaw Clan."

"As an ambassador of civilization in the kingdom of jackals!"

Nash exclaimed:

"At the very least, get a formal position from Lady Miriam, and invite the Brotherhood of Stonemasons to create the first true embassy for our kingdom in the Crimson Keep.

This is just the first step!

Eventually, one day, the embassies of the Gnoll Kingdom will also appear in the Fog Capital and the Borean Fortress, and even in the distant Heavenly Capital and the Ptolemaic King City. ”

"Good, good, look, the future of you and your clan is clear, Nash, you really are a manufactur."

Hogg encouraged:

"As small people, we shouldn't chase power, that's not what we should crave, we should make good use of the power of wisdom, and this trip to the Valley of the Shadows to persuade those old and weak women and children to surrender is the ultimate test of your wisdom.

You may die a terrible death at the hands of those fierce brutes.

But if you return to our ancestral land with the power entrusted to you by His Excellency Hugson, then there will be no one to question your majesty. ”

"But those people can't bring back the filthy swamp, Lord Virtuous Wolf."

Nash immediately drew inferences and said:

"For all the kindness of Governor Murphy, the presence of more than 100,000 gnolls in the filthy swamp is a threat to the natives of Translancia and the Northerners.

We can't be too strong in the Filthy Swamp, just to the extent that we can stand up to the goatmen, and I'll send them to you, you'll need to build a city for the Gnolls, and you'll need many, many laborers.

The Translancians punished criminals through reform-through labor, and perhaps we should learn from this advanced model.

Down-to-earth work can free our people from barbarism, and when one day in the future, we gnolls can feed ourselves by farming and grazing, and the plague will truly disappear into history. ”

"Well, that's good."

There was some confusion in Hogg's voice.

This Nash was too quick to get his senses.

This should have been what he told it but it was understood by its self-taught, bastard, you guy has considered things and plans so comprehensively, how can you let your leader show his "last resort" in front of you?

Ah, it's not entirely a good thing that subordinates are too capable.

But before Hogg could say a few more words, the high-pitched, penetrating cry of the gnoll cub sounded from there, causing Hogg to lament and say:

"Go get busy, I'll go see those two cubs, they really have a big appetite that matches their bloodline."

"But you haven't told me who those two cubs are."

Nash, who had solved the confusion in his heart, was also interested in gossiping, and asked:

"Is it the heir you inherited from the other gnolls? It's worth cultivating for you, and it seems that they have a great history. ”

"There's nothing wrong with telling you, but you have to keep your mouth shut."

Hogg was silent for a few words, and said:

"This is Xu Gesen's pair of posthumous children, the child of Lady Nanak from the Black-Eyed Clan, who should have been raised by Nanak herself, but the infatuated person was overly sad when he learned of Xu Gesen's death, and he will still be recuperating."

"Ahh Hangerson's child? ”

Nash was shocked, and it exclaimed:

"Then don't strangle them! Throw them in the urinal and drown! You can't be stupid, Lord Hogg, Hygson died at the hands of the Transansians, and was executed by Lord Murphy himself, and these two cubs will definitely make trouble in the future if they know about these things.

You're asking yourself for trouble. ”

"No, you don't understand, Nash, you don't understand what a heavy price Xu Gesen has paid for our people, everyone can insult it and despise it, but not the gnolls!"

Hogg solemnly told Nash the hidden stories of Hygson.

Amid the cries of the two gnolll cubs, Nash listened to the whole story and fell into a long silence.

It had a relationship with Hygson, and was almost pinched to death by Whugson, and at that time it felt that Uhgeson was different from other gnolls, especially the way it carefully put away Master Hogg's papers, and it never thought that such a Chosen One who invaded Transcia with an army of black plagues would be such a complex image.

The story was so bizarre that Nash couldn't digest it for a moment, but then, an idea came to his clever brain.

It said to Hogg:

"Before I knew about these things, I was only fifty percent sure of the remnants of the Splittal Clan, but now, I'm at least ninety percent sure, heroic deeds are always so shocking, I'll get it done, Lord Hogg.

Even if it is for the sake of His Excellency Ugson's noble sacrifice not to be wasted, I will do my best to complete it.

I'll erect a statue of it in Wolfsburg."

"Well, let's make it into a sage with a scroll in hand."

Hogg said with a sigh:

"If there is no damn black plague, if there is no disaster thousands of years ago, maybe that is the life that Xu Gesen should have, it should be an upright person, but the evil god turned it into a ghost, it is a memorial and a warning!

Let all the gnolls who know its story know how hard this victory was and how heavy the future is for us.

When these two children grow up, I will send them to your side to grow up in the civilized world, their fathers sacrificed everything for their people, and they will also give their strength to the gnolls civilization.

It's like our generation who have just crawled out of the quagmire. ”

(End of chapter)