Ery could sense thirty people arriving at the outskirts of the village. Half of them were at the Saint level and the other half were Sky realm experts. As if that wasn't enough, there was also one Magus level figure among them.
Viewed from any angle, it couldn't be denied that the strength of this group is far superior to that of the group of warriors from this village.
Interested in what was going on, Ery decided to walk out of his hut. He could clearly see how several dozen villagers had co out of their dwellings and were standing in the center of the village. These people all looked ready to welco the guests.
Of course, there were also many others who were anxious, those who were seen hiding, watching from cover and inside their huts in fear as their gazes riveted on the people surrounding their village.
At this mont, Ery saw the village chief Yori walk up to him. Bowing his head in greeting, the man looked at Ery and spoke in a respectful manner.
"Sorry to disturb your rest, esteed magus. I ca to inform you that we are currently having so visitors."
"Who are they?"
Lowering his head again, Yori took a deep breath and started to speak. "Esteed magus, they are the Ironcrest Clan that rules this sector of the area. But, you don't have to worry. I guarantee there won't be any problems."
Ery had read the information that Silvermane had indeed selected around a hundred clans to help them govern the vast area of ​​this planet, where each clan would be in charge of a certain portion of the territory.
At the sa ti, Ery saw those thirty people finally co into the village. Their bodies clad in uniford black clothes made of leather, they entered the village as if they owned the entire place.
Gazing at the old man, Ery was silent for a mont before saying, "There's no need to lie anymore. Tell why you brought here, or I will leave this village right now."
It was clear to see that Yori was anxious at the possibility of him leaving. He hurriedly bowed his head and apologized. He then finally revealed the true reason they invited him to the village, talking about the fact that the Ironcrest Clan was known to be barbaric towards the wolf packs they governed over.
The old man hoped that with the presence of another magus, which in this case Ery, those people would beco more civil.
Interested in how this entire thing would pan out, Ery said calmly, "I will observe this as you wish. However, I will not get involved in your clan's issues."
"Thank you, esteed magus." Quickly lowering his head once again, Yori had a grateful look on his face as he said, "That's exactly all I wish."
A mont later, one of the n in black, the Magus level figure of the group loudly shouted the old man's na. When the other party found him standing next to Ery, he was visibly startled. But it didn't seem enough to stop his disrespectful attitude as expected.
Staring at Ery, the man said nonchalantly, "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" He broke into chuckle as he turned to Yori and said, "A single magus won't help you out of your troublesâ€""
Yori quickly interrupted the man. "There will be no problem. He is a guest of this village"
"Good." He then stretched out his hand and opened it saying, "Now give what you owe us."
Hearing that, Yori turned and gave a nod to one of his n. Imdiately, they took out several leather bags that Ery was familiar with and poured their contents near the group of visitors.
Scattered on the ground, there were bodies of various kinds of creatures other than the Mutated Crimsonback Bear that Ery had helped the group killed last night. It instantly beca clear that the reason these people took the risk against high-ranking Legendary creatures was because of this offering â€" a sort of tribute to the ruling clan.
However, looking at the tributes, the magus' response was one of disappointnt instead.
"What.. What is this, Yori? You know that we don't like it like this!"
As he lowered his head, Yori spoke respectfully, "Please give our sincere apology to your patriarch. We don't have the ti to trade them because of personal reasons. However, those are all valuable parts of 5 Legendary creatures. That is our tribute for this month."
"No... no... this is not what we want.. No." Walking towards the pile of remains, he then said, "On top of that, I don't think these are even enough..."
The atmosphere beca tense with the villagers clearly holding back their anger and the visitors looked more than willing to start a fight. But before things got out of control, it was at this mont that Yori said sothing that seed to satisfy the visitors.
"We are willing to pay the remaining amount with servitude."
While laughing, the magus said, "Good good, that's exactly what I like to hear." He gazed at the pile of corpses once again before turning to the old man and saying, "I just need one person, a Sky realm will do."
A commotion imdiately broke out as the few Sky realm level villagers stepped up and told the chief to pick them. However, shocking all of them, Yori said, "No, all of you stay here. I'll be the one going."
Needless to say, this decision quickly angered his Saint realm son as the man shouted, "No, father. You cannot!"
Smiling at him, Yori shook his head slightly and said, "No, son. Let do it... Besides, it's finally ti for you to take over my mantle and lead the village. Let do my last responsibilities as chief."
The magus, however, once again chuckled at those words. "Are you being serious right now?" He said while staring at Yori. "Who wants an old and dying man like you? No! I will choose who will co with us myself."
Those insulting words he spoke seed to be the final straw as it sent the villagers into a rage. So quickly drew their weapons and so activated their transformation ability, all of them were ready to fight.
Only just now did it occur to Ery that the servitude the old man ant was just another word for slavery. It just ca to his understanding that the ruling clan was forcing these villagers to pay their tribute by enslaving themselves.
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