Afterward, Glen followed behind Beck and Dean.
Soon, they reached the bustling neighborhood ahead.
The district was lit bright as day, revealing an extraordinary level of prosperity that dazzled the onlooker, a sparkle of sothing different appearing in their eyes.
Before long, they clearly made out the figures of so of their clan mbers, who were happily eating in various shops, looking utterly satisfied.
These Sheep-headed n had just arrived at the Comrcial Street and were quickly spirited away by business owners plying their trade, their soft-hearted nature leaving them unable to refuse the "enthusiasm" of others.
It was precisely this disposition that facilitated their smooth integration.
And once soone had tried the delicacies, there was hardly anyone who could resist the temptation of the food.
Dean, observing this scene, couldn’t help but turn to Beck, "Did you know it would be like this?"
"Yes, I’ve seen it plenty of tis. Actually, whether it’s Beastn or Humans, most who co to Hope Village unconsciously grow fond of the place, fond of the environnt, fond of the cuisine..." Beck nodded, "Grandpa, I’m glad that I t you here, so I don’t have to choose between my old territory and the new one."
Dean fell silent for a mont. His arrival here was a forced decision, and as he was new, he couldn’t possibly share Beck’s sentints, but...
"Grandpa respects your choice; let’s live well here from now on!" Dean replied. Perhaps, their Sheep-headed Man clan could also suit life in soone else’s territory, where the entire tribe might be relatively safer.
As long as Hope Village could shelter them, it was not bad, right?
"Hmm," Beck nodded with conviction.
Beck then prepared to take Dean to the restaurant for a al.
Only a restaurant would offer plain congee this late.
With Grandpa’s age, it was better to eat sothing easily digestible.
This was a Human tradition.
It had lasted this long, so there must be so reason behind it!
On their way to the restaurant, they saw a crowd gathered around O’Neill’s stall.
Listening to their hawkers’ cries, Dean showed a hint of envy in his eyes; he knew these Tiger-n and Kobolds had raided the rcenaries of Delisha City. Compared to them, his Sheep-headed clan really fell short.
As if noticing Dean’s thoughts, Beck consoled, "Don’t worry, grandpa. Hope Village isn’t dominated by the strongest; it’s a place for the diligent. As long as one is willing to work hard, one can lead a good life here."
"Hmm."
Glen also heard these words, looking at the profiteering smiles of O’Neill and others under the support of the Humans, and he too firmly made up his mind.
Suddenly he realized that coming to Hope Village was truly an unexpected joy!
And so, under the "leadership" of the old Beastman and the enthusiastic Residents, the newly arrived Beastn rapidly began to integrate into Hope Village.
Their arrival represented new opportunities for many businesses.
And for so residents from other territories within the land, as they watched Hope Village grow increasingly busy and more powerful, their feelings were mixed.
"This stuff they have, it’s probably taken from Professionals above the interdiate level," spoke a rcenary beside Wendell.
They had identified the comrce opportunity in Hope Village and thus stayed to do business.
And as they watched Hope Village transform day by day, becoming stronger, they always felt sowhat uneasy.
Wendell, the rcenary Team Captain, listened and hesitated for a mont, "It’s not just these items; I fear that the newly added Sheep-headed n in the territory were also taken by force. Personally, I don’t believe they would take these people, whom they look down on as weak, back to the Beastman Territory."
"Looting? Where?"
"In the border area between the Beastman Kingdom and the Human Clan Kingdom, there’s a territory called Delisha City. They’ve been dealing in the slave trade for a long ti, with Beastn being one of their core industries. Basically, every Beastman slave in the Human Clan Kingdom cos from there. O’Neill and his group of Tiger-n probably didn’t just loot that equipnt; they must have taken these Beastn too." Wendell analyzed, squinting slightly, "The people of Delisha City must have suffered a huge loss because of the looting."
"Not only have they suffered a huge loss, they must also harbor hatred for them! We’re talking about hundreds or even thousands of Gold Coins here!" A rcenary beside him gasped sharply, "Who knows if the Hope Village Chief knows about this."
"She knows, but she doesn’t mind, nor does she inquire further. Even these gains remain the Beastn’s own." Wendell said with a hint of emotion in his gaze.
The way the people of Hope Village treated other races was just too abnormal.
Think about it, if they had acquired so many valuable items outside, could they keep them all to themselves?
No!
But in Hope Village, it was possible, even for Beastn.
Such a territory would naturally make these Beastn unwaveringly loyal, as if it were a commonplace matter.
Even he, after being in such a territory for so long, was starting to feel the urge to settle down here.
"Isn’t Hope Village afraid? With Delisha City able to swallow a group of more than two hundred Beastn, its strength must be extraordinary, and it certainly must have powerful backers. As ti passes, news of Beastn in Hope Village will certainly spread. Then trouble might co knocking. Is the Lord of Hope Village and the Village Chief really willing to let them run rampant?" The rcenary spoke incredulously.
That’s a Level 2 city, a behemoth on the Stan Continent.
"Perhaps Hope Village is confident, unafraid of similar-level territories. As for Delisha City, no matter how formidable, they won’t really clash head-on. And speaking of the strength of a rcenary team, they can’t compare to an entire territory." Wendell said, his thoughts aligning exactly with Zhou Bai’s.
"I wouldn’t dare."
Wendell smiled. It was because it wasn’t sothing ordinary people dared to do that made Hope Village stand out.
"Captain, when are we heading back to Bengela Town? In a few days, Hope Village will be entering a Territory War. It’s quite possible they will face an aggressive territory. We might have to take so risks staying here." Although Hope Village was growing stronger, the enemies it stirred were not to be underestimated.
What was the captain planning?
Upon hearing this, Wendell nodded and then said, "It’s because the Territory War is coming that they’re in great need of items. We should take this opportunity to earn as much as we can and leave the day before their ceasefire period begins. Even if we’re overdue, it doesn’t matter."
He wasn’t worried about the safety of Hope Village.
With Hope Village’s current financial and military strength, they could definitely withstand the attacks from other territories, including aggressive ones.
Still, he ultimately didn’t want to take risks.
But leaving was also good.
Based on his estimate of the ti, Viscount Charlotte should return to the Royal Capital by the ti Hope Village’s Territory War ends. Besides this team, there were other rcenary teams heading to various territories.
These teams would showcase Hope Village’s products, and by then, their items would likely beco popular throughout the Human Clan Kingdom.
Hope Village was on the brink of explosive developnt.
If they could defend these fruits of victory, Hope Village would definitely have a place among the major territories in the future.
And then, we’ll see how Hope Village fares!
If they made it through, then he would be willing to give up everything he had worked for in Bengela Town and start over from Hope Village, continuing his own bold gamble.
"Yes," the rcenary nodded.
He was still a bit surprised by his captain’s trust in Hope Village.
Then, the rcenary looked around at the bustling scene and thought to himself, he was also beginning to believe in the strength of Hope Village!
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