188: Chapter 4: The Skull Flag Fluttering_2 188: Chapter 4: The Skull Flag Fluttering_2 There’s no reason not to eat a fat chunk of at served right at your mouth.
After carefully investigating that there were no ambushes, bear goblins swiftly swept over those unard human rchants.
Compared to their usual rich loots, the wealth of these human rchants was rather pitifully scarce.
However, the bear goblins accidentally acquired an important piece of information from their human captives.
Before destroying the ships that crossed the river, the Beamon knights had once told these rchants that if they dared not to press on into the wilderness, they could wait on the Red Earth Highland, because there was a Beamon village, composed of the Pigiel race and so weaker vassal clans, migrating from the northern bank of the Sanggan River.
These clans, with large numbers of livestock, will soon station on the northern bank of the Sanggan River as an outpost.
This Pigiel village would provide boats for the rchants to carry back.
The human captives repeated that the Beamon knights escorting them had inford them about this.
As for why they were escorted by Beamon knights, these rchants did not know; they only knew these knights first approached them with an offer to escort them.
These people were not affluent and were wandering traders in the Northeast Province of the Beamon Kingdom, worrying about how to hire skilled rcenaries for a high price to accompany them back as winter was approaching.
So how could they refuse such a good deal offered on a plate?
Such good things were happening one after another.
Beamon knights escort rchants across the Sanggan River almost every day and then return, handing these rchants right over to the Kosen Tribe’s Bear Goblin robbers who occupied this territory.
The goblin tribe was stunned by this unexpected windfall.
Even though the number of these delivered human rchants decreased each day and they were all diocre wandering traders with little to offer, the month’s provisions each of them carried could be accumulated and provided a decent supply to the Kosen tribe, who were about to face the harsh winter.
Without exception, these captured rchants also talked about a Beamon village migrating towards the Red Earth Highland.
Likewise, they claid the Beamon knights who escorted them across the river had “specifically” told them about it.
Livestock!
And the Beamon won, whom goblins adored!
These words made the blood of these bear goblin robbers burn.
In the aesthetic view of the goblins, they never considered the won of their race to be good-looking.
Even though Painless won were not much of a sight either, they were certainly better than their own wives.
Any goblins fortunate to know a Pigiel woman boasted about their experiences.
So these bear goblins have been wandering around the Red Earth Highland, filled with courage to face a village made up of the weak Pigiel race and the even weaker vassal clans.
At the sa ti, the Kosen Tribe kept this information strictly classified, fearing other stronger robbery tribes might covet this news.
What happened next needs no explanation.
What has happened already is the best evidence.
The only discrepancy with the actual situation was in the migrating Pigiel village.
There weren’t any Pigiel won that the bear goblins had long fantasized about, only hundreds of human girls and two charmingly beautiful won!
Silence, the goblin robber’s words triggered a trendous silence.
The quill pen in Ning Yu’s hand stalled on the rush paper, slowly blotted out a congealed red dot.
“How long ago did Helen and I earn the title of altar sacrifice?” Liu Zhenhan pinched his fingers.
“Less than a month ago.” Ning Yu responded, twirling her quill pen in her hand.
“Good thing it only took five days to visit Mount Tarlarya.
If I’d returned a bit later, the consequences could have been unforeseeable.” Liu Zhenhan’s gaze lowered.
“Those Beamon knights…” the little fox seed to realize sothing, squinting, her long beautiful eyelashes trembling slightly.
“I know who it was.” Avril’s face turned sour.
Although she had no concrete evidence, her fiery temper urged her to blurt out the na.
“Wei’er, don’t say who it was, it would ruin the fun.” Liu Zhenhan laughed it off.
Compared to the girls’ worry, Liu Zhenhan acted as if nothing had happened.
He developed a great interest in the lives of the bear goblins, continuing to ask questions about the details, such as what they ate, what they wore, where they got their weapons from, he asked about everything in great detail.
The sources of the goblins’ food were diverse and to everyone’s amazent, they seed to eat almost everything.
From grabbing carrion from vultures to fighting rabbits for roots, they widened their eating scope even more than the Hobbit Halflings.
They liked to bathe in mud and would not take off their armor for life, except when better equipnt was acquired or after death when others stripped their rotten worn armors.
The best weapons they had were bronze weapons dug from the wilderness, relics from the era of the god-demon war, and occasionally they gained weak weapons from other sources.
“So do you eat the dead?” Liu Zhenhan interposed with a question everyone wanted to know but found disgusting: “I an the bodies of your comrades, or Beamon people and humans.”
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