Chapter 84: Return (Part 1)

Before entering the tomb of the Conqueror King again, the sky above the Snowplains Dense Forest was still bright, but by this time, it had become completely dark.

Dean was certainly not willing to travel through the Snowplains Dense Forest at night.

Moreover, he still had some matters that he had to deal with—

Including some items related to the Conqueror King, such as the Dragon Head Greatsword and the Knight Sword of Steel, Dean had buried them all in the lair of this Hagaslo Wolf Pack.

In Dean’s view, no other place was as safe as this one.

After all, in other places, he did not have one hundred and eighty loyal and capable subordinates.

With the restraint of the Contract power , Dean could clearly grasp every movement of the entire Wolf Pack, and he could issue any orders at any time.

And the Wolf Pack would not disobey.

Simply put, Dean now possessed a status higher than the Alpha Wolf within the Wolf Pack.

And he could exercise his rights at will.

Of course, as far as Dean was concerned, he would never exercise his rights casually—an armed force that belonged entirely to him, even if it was not human.

But for Dean, it still held extraordinary significance.

What he needed to do was to manage this armed force well, not waste it recklessly.

At the very least, if this group of Hagaslo Wolves was used well, they were worth a cavalry battalion—in some places, horses could not charge.

But wolves were different!

Dean even had some other thoughts in his mind at this moment—increasing the number of the Wolf Pack, improving the combat Strength of each wolf…

Of course, for the current Dean, this was just a thought.

For the specific implementation, he still needed to make a trip to Secret Spell Island.

Plus, with the Core of those Puppets; a trip to Secret Spell Island seemed inevitable—the huge Gold Throne inside the tomb of the Conqueror King, if he wanted to cut it out and move it out, he had to make the Metal Puppets serve him; otherwise, no matter how many people went in, it would not be enough for those Metal Puppets to chop.

Moreover, the helpers Dean needed were not humans, but the Wolf Pack beside him.

One had to know that the load-bearing capacity of wolves far exceeded that of humans, and the current group of Hagaslo Wolves modified by Alchemy was no less capable than horses.

Crack, crack…

Several pieces of dry wood were thrown into the bonfire, making a unique snapping sound, which attracted the attention of the surrounding Wolf Pack, but the male and female Beta Wolves did not hide away like the other wolves in places where the fire could not shine; instead, after a slight hesitation, they approached the bonfire just like that.

Beasts were afraid of fire.

However, those modified by Alchemy were obviously somewhat different.

At least, apart from being able to adapt to the fire, Dean also carefully examined the claws of the two Beta Wolves—there were no fleshy pads like ordinary wolves at all, but a feeling mixed with metal; not only was it Tough to the touch, but the tips of the claws were also extremely sharp, at least tearing apart leather armor would be no problem at all.

Moreover, what surprised Dean even more was that even with such claws, the two Beta Wolves still did not make any sound when walking through the woodland.

Just like their kin, they were both the most excellent hunters.

Sizzle, sizzle…

The fat of the rabbits and Horned Sheep dripped from the crispy skin and fell into the bonfire, immediately making such sounds; and a rich fragrance began to drift around.

Facing such a fragrance, more wolves gathered over, first the Guard Wolves, followed by the followers of the Guard Wolves.

In the end, nearly two hundred wolves gathered around Dean.

Scanning the surrounding wolves, Dean directly tore off the two hind legs of the roasted Horned Sheep and threw them to the Beta Wolf closest to him, then threw the two front legs towards the vicinity of the Guard Wolves, and finally, the torso with not much meat was thrown towards the ordinary wolves—this was the distribution rule of the Wolf Pack.

The Alpha Wolf and Beta Wolves had the first right to distribution.

After that were the Guard Wolves, and finally the ordinary wolves—although the latter were the ones who contributed the most during the hunt, their right to distribution was the last.

Does such a pyramid structure look familiar?

Dean expressed his tacit acceptance of this.

As a beneficiary, he could not criticize such a structure, but in his heart, he was quite dissatisfied with such a structure—perhaps… he was still not the person at the very top of the pyramid.

“So greedy!”

Dean evaluated himself like this, then picked up another roasted rabbit, tore off a large piece of rabbit meat, and quickly started his own dinner.

And the leftover bones?

Naturally, those wolves helped to solve them.

After all, the torso of a Horned Sheep was like filling a gap between the teeth for over a hundred wolves.

Even though they had already eaten once before nightfall.

However, for most of the Wolf Pack, a midnight snack was something no one would mind.

At night, surrounded by the Wolf Pack, Dean fell into a deep sleep—with the protection of such a Wolf Pack, few things in the Snowplains Dense Forest could threaten Dean.

Even the Snow Bear, recognized as the overlord of the Snowplains Dense Forest, would retreat in the face of such a number of wolves.

As for those bandits and robbers?

They definitely had noses more sensitive than Snow Bears; where they could go and where they could not go was clear in their minds.

At least, Dean could be certain that in any bandit or robber den.

This place was a forbidden land.

Do not underestimate the bandits and robbers’ gathering of information—in fact, any bandits or robbers who did not value gathering information had already died out.

After all, the Snowplains Dense Forest was not solely ruled by them.

…

The Sun rose once again, and the Snowplains Dense Forest was once again shrouded in thick fog.

This was almost customary for the Snowplains Dense Forest and its surroundings, especially for the militiamen of the Ferrchelen Knight Order; after Huck became their Vice Regiment Commander, fighting against the morning fog every day became their routine.

“One, two, one, two!”

“One, two, one, two!”

The two Militia Captains, Theron and Ike, ran at the very front of the team, shouting slogans loudly, and the remaining twenty-nine militiamen, including Mah, the responsible Captain of the Auxiliary Soldiers, all followed and shouted in unison.

The loud slogans blew away the thick fog in front of them.

Or perhaps… under their thin shirts, heat rose and mixed into the thick fog in front of them, causing a slight change.

A total of thirty-one militiamen, after running thirty laps around their station, were already sweating profusely, and their thin shirts were thoroughly soaked.

However, not a single one of them complained.

After all, at the very front of them, their supervisor and Vice Regiment Commander, was not only shirtless but also wearing only a pair of shorts; the sweat flowing from his strong body and the steam formed made it look as if he had just walked out of a steamer.

Huck had already run sixty laps.

However, this former formal member of the Knight Order did not care at all—it was as if he wanted to win back all the time he had wasted; he was not only completing the ‘recruit training mission’ Dean had instructed, but also retrieving his own state, the state of a member and Vice Regiment Commander of the Ferrchelen Knight Order.

Especially the latter!

Knowing that he lacked his usual right hand, Huck understood what he should do to gain the respect of others.

After all, in the Military Camp, tears were the least trusted thing.

Here, Strength was the only Path to gaining respect.

“Stop!”

When Huck completed his hundredth lap, he stood at the main entrance of the Ferrchelen Knight Order, looked at the militiamen who had just run forty-five laps, and shouted loudly.

“Theron, Ike, step out!”

Seeing the militiamen looking staggering after their Stamina was greatly consumed, Huck shouted loudly again.

Anyone hearing such a shout would understand Huck’s anger, let alone Theron and Ike, who were called out; they looked at Huck with a serious face and walked out uneasily.

“Ten days, I gave you ten days, and you still haven’t caught up to half my speed!”

Huck’s voice became even louder.

And the faces of Theron and Ike became even more ashamed; in fact, not only the two Militia Captains, but the remaining militiamen were the same—

‘My training is simple, as long as you can reach half of my training amount, then you are qualified!’

When Huck became the Vice Regiment Commander of the Ferrchelen Knight Order, his first sentence was deeply remembered by these young militiamen, and of course, more of them felt unconvinced.

Although they respected Huck, it did not mean they thought they were inferior to even half of Huck.

How was that possible?

All the militiamen thought this way.

And Huck obviously saw the thoughts of these young people, so he gave them ten days to let them prove themselves!

However, looking at the ashamed appearance of these young people now, one could understand how the result of this proof turned out.

Not only running, Sword Technique, and Knight skills, but even archery, they could not compare to the one-armed Huck—Huck, who opened the bow with his mouth, taught these young people a thorough lesson called ‘nothing is impossible.’