Chapter 458

With the impending upheaval, the Long Ears' tribe leader and elder were worried that the Players were not at their settlement, but they still decided to contact other herbivorous nonhuman tribes as soon as possible. Even if they didn't understand the advanced diplomatic tactics used on Earth for millennia, they still understood the simple principle of 'unity is strength, strength is iron, and strength is anus'.

Naturally, they couldn't leave in large numbers.

The Long Ears' population was sparse at the moment, and they wouldn't have enough manpower to defend their current settlement if they sent too many people, since the Players hadn't returned yet.

In reality, the number of players remaining on the western continent had decreased significantly compared to the beginning. After all, after the raid on the Wang Tiger Clan's stronghold, life on the western continent had become dull. Even if players stayed, they could only carry out their daily tasks.

On the other hand, the daily quests of the Long Ears were quite lackluster in both complexity and rewards, far inferior to the Unnamed Town, the Elven Capital, or even the Frogmen Village.

Even if they wanted to explore, they would often run into many nonhumans along the way, and all of them were neutral. Beasts and whatnot had been captured for a feast, and there were no monsters to fight at all.

That was why apart from Zonyan and the others who wanted to farm Long Ears' affinity, most of the Players had returned to the Eastern Continent to explore and complete quests.

That was also why many Players had returned to work in the Eastern Continent even though Angora's banquet would last for seven whole days. Only the Long Ears' settlement on the Western Continent had yet to return.

But that was a digression.

Either way, the Long Ears didn't have many people, and they couldn't split too many to ally with other tamer nonhuman tribes. Moreover, the Long Ears were one of the oldest nonhuman tribes, and even if they were forced into such dire straits, there would still be other nonhuman tribes keeping an eye on them, and they could easily be ambushed by those violent nonhumans if they moved in large groups.

In fact, if the destruction of the Hyena-men and the Tigermen didn't leave the other carnivorous nonhumans unaware of the Long Ears' background, they would have already come knocking!

That was why the Long Ears' tribe leader eventually decided to have Rangka lead Laybit and the Tigermen to seek alliances with other nonhuman tribes.

As the second-in-command of the tribe, Rangka's words carried weight, and he could make oaths for the tribe leader when necessary. Moreover, while his ability couldn't compare to the Players (Second Tier and above), he had a certain level of mastery in martial arts and was one of the best fighters in the tribe.

On the other hand, Laybit could be Rangka's assistant and gain some experience in the outside world. At the same time, he was the son of the Long Ears' current tribe leader and could stay as a hostage with other nonhuman tribes when necessary, so that they could work with the Long Ears in peace.

In the past, the Long Ears' chieftain would definitely have asked Rangka to fight for the leadership of the alliance. After all, the Long Ears were one of the oldest nonhuman races that had mastered martial sorcery, and it wouldn't be a problem for them to become the chieftain of the Herbivorous Alliance.

There was no need now, either. or. The Long Ears' leader of. in Martial arts. In Long, the Players would listen.

The Players' in in. One. One. The Long in the tribe, and the tribe, and the tribes as they came. Hanging them up and hammering them was still a light punishment, but if they dared to assassinate them with explosives, believe it or not, they would scatter the ashes of the entire tribe!

They had thought that the alliance talks would be troublesome and drag on for a long time. But when Rangka and Laybit arrived at the Curly-Horns' settlement and learned of their intentions, they quickly agreed to the alliance!

After all, the Curly-Horns' settlement had been the closest to the Vierlin Plains when they were chased out. If the carnivorous nonhumans there went out of control, the Sheepfolk would be the first to suffer — in fact, one of their tribesmen had already been eaten.

The Curly-Horns' settlement had been the closest to the Vierlin Plains when they were chased out. If the carnivorous nonhumans there went out of control, the Sheepfolk would be the first to suffer — in fact, one of their tribesmen had already been eaten.

"I didn't expect you to be so understanding, Chief Curly-Horns." Rangka's nervousness relaxed considerably. "I'm sure the friendship between our tribes would last a long time with you around!"

"Surely Mister Rangka thinks that we're too cowardly." The Curly-Horns' leader sighed.

"Of course not. I definitely respect you immeasurably!" Rangka said, patting his chest.

It was only then that he realized that such a vulgar gesture was a little rude, and couldn't help muttering inwardly that he was infected by the Players who acted boldly and boorishly …

"We had sent someone to express our strong protest to the Grayclaw tribe yesterday."

The Curly-Horns' leader didn't mind the little disrespect, and spoke to Rangka with a scowl even as he sat on the main seat. "But what was sent back to the tribe this morning was the incomplete corpse of that tribesman!"

"Wha …" Rangka did a double take.

"The Grayclaw tribesman who returned the corpse said that he had run into some beasts along the way, but the bite marks on the corpse were definitely not something a beast could have done!" The chief of the Curly Curls Clan sneered, "Furthermore, I'm afraid that all the wild beasts that can be found in the Vierlin Plains have already been devoured by those monsters that can no longer be considered as fellow inhumans!"

"That's really …" Rangka racked his brains for a long time, but couldn't come up with a word to describe the insolence of those people, and could only shake his head. "That's terrible."

There was little wonder why the Curly-Horns would agree to the alliance so easily. Their tribe was already in a precarious state after being eaten twice in a row.

"I'll be organizing a migration of my tribe in a few days, and try to live next to the Long Ears as much as possible. I hope that Mister Rangka could explain things to your tribe leader and take us in."

The Curly-Horns' leader sighed.

While it wasn't a good feeling to live under someone else's roof, it was better than dying out.

"Understood. I'll go right away."

Rangka didn't hesitate either. Having almost lost his entire tribe to those carnivorous nonhumans, he could empathize with the Curly-Horns' leader's current mood, which was why he didn't complain even if it was a little tiring.

"Oh. Before that, could you bring along my youngest daughter, Cotton Sprout? Just think of her as a hostage to the Long Ears. "

The Curly-Horns' leader suddenly said.

Rangka and Shabby shared a look.

They didn't expect the Curly-Horns' leader to have the same idea as them, although their stance had changed. Instead of saying that the leader's daughter was a hostage, it was more like he was protecting her.

Be that as it may, the Long Ears were adept at running, and they could still move quickly despite their stamina issues. On the other hand, their speed would undoubtedly drop considerably if they brought along a sheep-person.

Rangka was about to refuse, but Shabby spoke up first. "No problem. Leave it to us!"