Chapter 49 - 49 46 Cangya Please Follow_1

49: Chapter 46: Cangya (Please Follow)_1 49: Chapter 46: Cangya (Please Follow)_1 Embracing with intent on one side, deliberately blending on the other. Once the food was laid on the table and the Gnolls sat down in front, it became difficult to distinguish one from another. Besides the usual meals, each Gnoll got an extra pint of beer. This time, most of the Gnolls stopped gobbling their food. Holding their beers, they sipped carefully, their eyes slightly narrowed, showing an intoxicated bliss. To the uninformed, they might all seem like a bunch of drunkards. In fact, more than ninety percent of the Gnolls were tasting this liquid for the first time. They had only heard the elders of the tribe describe it but had never had the chance to try it. Struggling for basic survival, there was no chance to buy beer. “My plan is to further specialize the division of labor within the tribe. Those with courage and strong bodies will establish the Tribal Guard and undergo specialized combat training. Those with slightly less courage but still strong will continue to work as miners. Others can herd, gather, or farm. I have surveyed the nearby areas these past few days. Although there are no large plains, many river flats could be utilized, and the surrounding hill slopes could be turned into terraced fields. With development, I guarantee self-sufficiency within two years. The most important point is to tap into the potential of all our people, especially the new generation, to see if we can cultivate more Magicians. I heard that in some larger tribes, their Magicians have specialized roles, reportedly including Enhancement, Attack, Utility, and Foresight. Each has a domain of spells they excel in, which will greatly assist the tribe. This is something we can learn from and will be the direction of our future development.” Gaven, fueled by the beer, shared his grand blueprint with Gos and Zack—the part about the Gnolls. It was also Gos’s first time hearing Gaven’s deepest aspirations. He had always guessed that this human had extraordinary plans but didn’t expect them to be so ambitious. He was not content with a small Gnoll tribe; he was preparing to build a Gnoll Empire in the Rocklands. And his Blackwell Tribe would be the starting point. What would the situation be like when tens of thousands of Gnolls came together? Just the thought was enough to send a rush of heat through Gos’s body. Was it excitement, or was the beer starting to take effect? Zack, who had just joined, was much more composed and subtle than Gos. He simply appeared to be listening attentively, nodding occasionally, and interjecting his own insights about the Gnolls without overshadowing the speaker, yet still managing to express his own opinions. But from the glitter in his eyes, it was clear that what Gaven had said exceeded his expectations and ignited his passion. He silently commended himself for making the right choice and decision. If he had come just a few days later, it wouldn’t have been a matter of actively joining but being passively included. Although the end result would be the same, the impact on their future development would be entirely different. At least they would not be enjoying the treatment of honored guests as they were now. The one human and two Gnolls seated at the head of the table were in high spirits. Suddenly, a Gnoll stood up, his voice ringing out, “I’ve heard, Lord, that you are a mighty warrior, who single-handedly defeated a Giant. Cangya would like to learn from you.” Gaven had already noticed this Gnoll. It would have been hard not to; he was exceptionally tall among the Gnolls, at least one meter and thirty or forty centimeters, rivaling some of the shorter Humans. His muscles bulged prominently, straining against his fine scale armor, which was tight across his body. Scars covered him, particularly a slicing scar from the top to the bottom of his left eye, which had nearly blinded him. His tail, longer and thicker than that of an average gnoll, bore some resemblance to a dragon’s in its infancy. He was a battle-scarred gnoll warrior. “Cangya, what nonsense is this?” Zack stood up and scolded angrily, “Lord Hou is right here, doesn’t that explain everything? What more is there to question? Sit down.” Zack had led the entire Cangya Tribe to integrate into the Blackwell Tribe, and there were those who opposed it. Especially the tribe’s chief warrior named Cangya, who was most dissatisfied with this submission without a fight. “Cangya has obeyed the Leader’s order and joined the Blackwell Tribe. The Cangya Tribe is no more; naturally, Cangya has no reason to exist. Cangya now fights for himself, for his own honor—woof! You are no longer the Leader of the Cangya Tribe, and have no right to command me.” The gnoll warrior named Cangya, his head held high and voice resolute, radiated the solitary pride of a warrior. If one only heard his voice and did not see his face, Gaven almost mistook him for an honorable Tesser Knight. This Cangya Tribe really is fascinating. “Good, I like warriors like you,” Gaven downed the ale in front of him in one gulp, interrupting Zack who wanted to say more, “We cannot refuse a warrior who fights for his own honor. I give you a promise; whether you win or lose today, I will allow you to retain the Cangya title. As for whether you can win back the Cangya Tribe, that’ll depend on your own abilities.” “Really?” The gnoll warrior’s eyes lit up, having not expected this unexpected gain. Not just him, even Zack by Gaven’s side, flickered in his eyes, obviously, it wasn’t only Cangya who wished to keep the tribal name. “Cangya joins Blackwell today for integrating into a stronger tribe, to expand, to conquer, but when we are strong enough, we will inevitably split into multiple tribes. This is an inevitable trend,” Gaven said, laughing, “But whether we can get to that point is not up to me alone but depends on the collective efforts of all present here. By that time, which tribal name is preserved doesn’t matter to me—it’s up to you to compete for it.” While speaking, Gaven had already walked down into the arena, and then turned to the Goblin Sorcerer who was engrossed in eating and drinking, “Vick, cast Alter Self, make me a gnoll.” Gaven still chose to take the form of a gnoll for the battle, to demonstrate fairness and to gain more favor. Sure enough, as soon as Gaven transformed into a gnoll, a cheer erupted, all from the Blackwell Tribe gnolls. Those from the newly joined Cangya Tribe displayed surprised expressions; clearly, they were unaware that Gaven had beaten the half-ogre in the form of a gnoll. “Good, I will use my own hands to win back Cangya,” the gnoll warrior confidently stepped into the arena. “What weapon do you excel with?” Gaven asked again. “Dual blades.” Cangya raised the pair of short blades in his hands. His strength was significant compared to other gnolls. S~eaʀᴄh the Novelƒire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. But compared to other races, he still couldn’t claim an advantage in strength, preferring to follow the path of agility-based combat. “Alright, bring two blades,” Gaven started his own form of psychological warfare, intending to defeat his opponent completely in his area of expertise. Only in this way, could he utterly subdue his adversary. At this point, the two were facing each other, ready for battle. Transformed into a gnoll, Gaven was nearly a head shorter than Cangya, with a physique similar to most gnolls—lean and mean, wielding dual blades, he adopted an inviting stance towards Cangya. By now, Cangya had guessed what Gaven intended to do. His expression became even more solemn, and a wave of anger surged within him, scarcely able to be contained. This was too much of an underestimation. He would show the true might of the chief warrior of the Cangya Tribe. With a furious shout, Cangya lunged forth, astonishingly swift.