Chapter 16 (1/2)

Translator: La0o9  Editor: La0o9

Two days later, the hatchlings had grown a lot bigger, now begging and waiting for food in high spirits.

The new hunting party had also just returned from their second expedition, this time bringing back about 7-8 crows.

Comoros was standing below the shade of the large tree. As he saw the tied-up crows, his eyes went cold and pointed at a crow that lost ones of its wings: “These crows have yet to become servants to my Master, but that is no reason for you to wound it this way”

“Which one of you wounded it, step out” Comoros’ gaze swept through the members of this new hunting party: “Unless you intend to anger the great Negary”

One of the hunters glanced around nervously before stepping forward, slightly trembling. Comoros knew this person well as he was an old playmate of his, but now the only thing in this playmate’s eyes as he looked at Comoros was fear.

Looking at his old playmate’s fearful demeanour, Comoros steeled himself for what he was about to do. Wounding the crow was nothing but an excuse, and the reason why such an excuse had to be made in the first place was due to Negary’s order asking for a sacrifice.

During this time, the only Life Essence Wang Yuan had been able to absorb was from the [Black Crow] germs. Now that his stock of Life Essence was no longer enough, a sacrifice had to be made, and Wang Yuan conveyed this order to Comoros through his [Domination] germs.

It was possible for him to randomly pick out a villager to be sacrificed, but that could cause the villager’s intense retaliation, so an excuse was necessary to forcefully denounce those who made minor mistakes as sinners and sacrifice them.

And right now, this old playmate of Comoros was the one standing at the pointy end of the spear. Since Comoros couldn’t go against Negary’s orders, he had no choice but to silently apologize for his following actions.

Comoros squinted his eyes and was about to pronounce a sentence when a member of the village guards quickly rode his horse towards them.

“Chief Comoros sir, we discovered signs of the Kent tribe” this member of the village guard hurriedly got off his horse and reported to Comoros in a low voice.

“The Kent tribe?” Comoros decided against recalling some not-so-pleasant memories and turned towards his old playmate, declaring: “Originally, your sin should have been paid for with your life”

“However, you have been given a chance to redeem yourself. A life for a life, join the village guards, capture a Kent tribesman and use his life to redeem for your own!” in the end, Comoros was soft, he decided to indirectly spare his old playmate.

Wang Yuan didn’t mind Comoros’ little scheme too much as he was recalling the information he knew about the Kent tribe.

The Kent people were widely known as natural-born bandits. The instinct to plunder and kill had been engraved into their bloodline. This description wasn’t racial discrimination, but rather something that the Kent people had proven time and time again through their actions. This was their nature that couldn’t be changed even with acquired education and teachings.

Once upon a time, in the neighbouring Royas Kingdom, there used to be a kind-hearted aristocrat. He believed that the Kent people were widely known as bandits because the only people they knew from birth were bandits. The only thing that they learned from were skills to plunder and steal, so the only thing they could naturally become was a bandit.

He reasoned that if a Kent tribesman could be brought to and educated by a normal family, they would naturally grow up to be a normal person.