"Uncle..." A young orc’s voice echoed from behind.
Bosson looked up at the few orcs standing not too far away, a gentle smile on his face, "Bowman and Hei Tu, I didn’t expect that you two can now bear the heavy responsibilities of the tribe."
Upon seeing that Bosson did not behave coldly towards them, but was rather friendly, the two young orcs’ hearts, which had been uplifted, instantly fell back.
In fact, Bosson thought a lot before opening the city gate, but in the end, he let go of the grudges in his heart. He was now a mber of the Watson Tribe.
Furthermore, the one who had always troubled him, Bertel, was already dead. There was nothing to be bothered about now.
"Let’s go, stop standing at the gate. Quickly follow Lei Er inside to clean up, have so food and rest. I have rounds to make, I’m afraid I can’t accompany you all."
Ji Nuan, the Shaman, took the rounds very seriously. If anyone dared to slack off or neglect their duties during the rounds, they would face severe punishnt, no questions asked.
The patrolling orcs were the first line of defense of the tribe. Given the current, unstable state of the Beast World, war could break out at any ti. He must not allow the mbers of the tribe to develop bad habits.
Lei Er also understood the importance of patrolling. Without delaying Bosson’s work, he waved to Bowman and Hei Tu, "Let’s go quickly. Rest well, we will et Shaman Ji Nuan tomorrow."
Bowman and Hei Tu looked at Bosson, the orc smiled, "Go on, we will et again when we have ti."
The two young orcs could only obediently nod their heads and follow Lei Er into the city gate.
The "creak creak" heavy noise resounded by their ears as the wooden bridge over the moat was raised and reset.
"Let’s go, let’s continue patrolling." The city gate closed again, waiting for the hustle and bustle of tomorrow.
The orcs on the other side, after eating, were arranged by Lei Er to rest in the guest room. After a tiring day, the orcs lay down on the heated brick bed and fell asleep after washing up.
"Hei Tu, we actually saw Uncle Bosson today." Bowman mumbled while looking at the ceiling from his bed.
Hei Tu gave a slight nod, "I saw him too. He hasn’t changed a bit, just like when he was still in the tribe."
"I’ve always hoped to see Uncle Bosson again. I was prepared for him not recognizing us, but I didn’t expect that Uncle Bosson would actually greet us." Bowman’s tone was full of disbelief.
Hei Tu sighed thinking about the scene of eting Bosson today, "That’s good. Your wish has been fulfilled. You found your uncle, and he didn’t bla you for what Chief Bertel did. Are you happy?"
Bowman nodded slowly, "I am truly happy..."
Suddenly, he sat upright, looking eagerly at Hei Tu, "Shaman, you think, if I invite Uncle Bosson back to Gru Tribe, will he co back?"
Bowman’s question brought a mont of silence in the room, then after a long while, Hei Tu’s voice echoed again, "I don’t think it’s possible. Shaman Ji Nuan demands high loyalty from the tribe’s mbers. Since Bosson has joined the Watson Tribe, he definitely won’t co back."
Having said that, he patted Bowman’s shoulder, "Now we are all in the sa Mountain Forest. If we want to et, we can do so anyti."
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