Chapter 293: Chapter 294: He is also a Weasel Beastman
They had been on the road for countless days, their nerves perpetually stretched thin. Now, finally in Upper Beast City, they could get some rest.
So, after learning that Fengyin was fine, Bai Zheng calmed down and went to sleep.
...
Not far outside of Upper Beast City, in a nearby forest, over thirty Weasel Beastmen gathered together, including the Beast Soldier who had banged his head begging Yali for mercy.
The Beast Soldier had refused to be a slave in Upper Beast City and since he had no family there either, he’d slipped away in the dead of night. He coincidentally stumbled upon the group of Weasel Beastmen outside the city and joined them.
This group of Weasel Beastmen seethed with hatred for the priest Ma Li! Their speech was laced with resentment for him.
"What should we do now? Upper Beast City won’t let us in!"
"Yeah, who would have thought Ma Li would be such a disgrace! He tarnished the good name of us Weasel Beastmen!"
"Pah! You still acknowledge him as a priest! We don’t have a priest like him! If we had known earlier, we would have believed the leader and left the Wilderness with him!"
The Heavy Beastmen bickered amongst themselves, their chatter incessant.
Upon hearing their conversation, Ge Luo was taken aback.
He wanted to ask them something, but seeing the argument heating up amongst the Beastmen, he dropped the thought and turned to a similarly skinny Weasel Beastman beside him.
"I’m Ge Luo, are you from the Weasel tribe too? Have you always lived in the Wilderness? Why are there so few of you? Where are the females and cubs of your tribe?"
Mike nodded, "Yes, we are Weasel Beastmen who have lived in the Wilderness. Our tribe used to be larger, but there was a fury of the mountain spirit. When the Winged Tiger Tribe appeared, our leader wanted us to join them. The priest told us that joining another tribe would make us slaves, so we did not go. Consequently, our leader took away the females, cubs, wounded and elderly Beasts. Only we remain."
Ge Luo fell silent.
He was also a Weasel Beastman, but for some reason, he had grown up in Upper Beast City without a father or mother. A female named Moon had raised him.
However, not too long ago, Moon fell ill and went to serve the Beast God. She was his only attachment to the Upper Beast City.
Ge Luo gently patted Mike’s shoulder, "Don’t worry. I believe your tribe people, led by your leader, can survive."
Looking at the arguing tribe members, Mike whispered to Ge Luo, "I also want to find my tribe. I don’t want to stay here... I don’t like it here..."
Ge Luo asked, "Didn’t your leader join the Winged Tiger Tribe? Do you know where they went?"
Mike cautiously nodded, "When the priest slept, I heard him say they went to the Death Forest, and they plan to serve the Beast God. They won’t be coming back... but I don’t believe it..."
Ge Luo’s pupils couldn’t help but contract slightly.
Death Forest?!
A forest that had also experienced the fury of the mountain spirit. The female who raised him told him this place was uninhabitable and to never go near there.
Ge Luo anxiously asked again, "Are you sure you heard right? It’s really called Death Forest?"