Published: March 12, 2025
Chapter 270: Regretful Gasol
However, after discovering Gasol, Zhao Hai became less anxious and began to slow down. After two hours, he would be able to catch up with Gasol, but at that time, it would not yet be dark, which would be very unfavorable for their attack. After all, Gasol was an eighth-level expert, and without using Zhao Wen and Cai'er, it would still be quite difficult for Zhao Hai to deal with him in a short time.
At the same time, Zhao Hai was also thinking about how to handle those from the Giant Horned Mighty Bull Tribe. The people from the Giant Horn Tribe had now lost most of their able-bodied men, which was definitely a disaster for their tribe.
If they were taken away like this by Gasol and his group, they would certainly end up as slaves. However, if Gasol and his crew abandoned these people, their lives wouldn't be good either. Winter was approaching, and without most of their able-bodied men, they would not be able to prepare enough pasture. They had not yet migrated to their winter lodgings, and under such circumstances, it would be very difficult for them to survive the winter.
Zhao Hai sat in the carriage, frowning as he said to Laura, "Laura, what do you think we should do? How should we arrange these people from the Giant Horned Mighty Bull Tribe?"
Laura furrowed her brows and replied, "These people from the Giant Horned Mighty Bull Tribe are already considered slaves. Even if we rescue them, their lives won't be easy. On the contrary, if they encounter other tribes here, their ultimate fate will still be slavery. This situation is really difficult to handle."
Zhao Hai sighed, "Indeed, the grassland has its own rules. It's unexpected that a defeated tribe on the grassland could sometimes become slaves and that might be their only chance to survive. What should we do with these people? Should we just treat them as slaves and send them to Iron Mountain Fortress?"
Laura frowned again. This situation was different from when they bought slaves; the slaves they purchased were already slaves, and there was no issue of loyalty. This time, they were facing people who had just been defeated and turned into slaves. Under such circumstances, how many would be willing to become their slaves? That was hard to say.
Laura suggested, "Brother Hai, why not take these people to King Xiqi? If we give them to King Xiqi, they can safely survive the winter, right?"
Zhao Hai shook his head, "No, we still don't know what King Xiqi's attitude is towards the attack on the Herculean Bull Tribe. Even if we find King Xiqi, we need to observe them first and cannot immediately engage with him. At this time, how do we explain the origins of the Giant Horned Mighty Bull people we bring? If we say they were taken from someone else, who were they taken from? How were they taken? Furthermore, would King Xiqi think we are like the Bullfighting Tribe hiring human helpers? We must understand that the grassland has its own rules. If we rashly intervene, it may not be a good thing."
Meg then spoke up, "Young master, why think so much? They have nowhere to go now, and we can say that their current identity is already that of slaves. So let them become our slaves; we can take them to Iron Mountain Fortress. They won't be able to escape, and with Grandpa Galen watching over them, nothing will happen. We also have enough food to support them, so what's wrong with that?"
Zhao Hai paused, but Laura nodded, "This is indeed the best approach for now. Since Gasol's forces attacked the Giant Horn Tribe, they have become slaves. We defeated Gasol and got the spoils; they would then be our slaves. How we handle them is up to us. Iron Mountain Fortress is a closed environment, and putting them there is just right, allowing them to adapt to life there. As long as they don't run away, there won't be any problems."
Zhao Hai nodded. He finally realized that the Ark Continent was different from Earth. Here, once a person was identified as a slave, they effectively became a commodity, which others could handle at will. It was no longer appropriate to view them with an equal lens.