Bringing the Farm to Live in Another World

Chapter 512: Wolf King (Seeking Subscriptions)

It would take about five days to traverse the territory of the Prairie Wolf Tribe. If they wanted to avoid the various tribes of the Prairie Wolf, it would take around eight days.

Buffon did not want to have any contact with the Prairie Wolf Tribe, so they planned to spend eight days crossing the territory of the Prairie Wolf. After all, a few extra days didn't matter; it wasn't something urgent.

With Buffon leading the way, their journey had been quite smooth. In the blink of an eye, four days had passed, and they had now ventured deep into the territory of the Prairie Wolf Tribe, making them even more cautious.

In the first two days, Buffon would still drink with Mendes inside the alien form during the day, but that was no longer possible. He was constantly alert to the situation outside. Those werewolves were extremely proud; if they offended them, they wouldn’t be polite at all.

Zhao Hai was sitting in the guest room, handling some matters regarding the Magedel family along with Laura and others, as well as issues concerning Golden Island.

There were already many merchants at Golden Island. Although the Roson Empire had cut off the sea passage to the Aksu Empire, one must not forget that the Aksu Empire used to have the Leon Empire, Pagoda Empire, and Azure Wave Dynasty, with whom they could not cease business. Moreover, Golden Island was a hub for pirate trade where goods were very cheap, which attracted many merchants to trade there.

Although Kun Zheng was currently managing the place, he had also told them that he wouldn’t manage it forever. Thus, many matters still had to be handled by Zhao Hai and Laura.

Mendes was also by Buffon's side. They had never been to the territory of the Prairie Wolf Tribe before; in fact, they rarely left the territory of the Minotaur Tribe.

Additionally, there were not many friends among the werewolf tribe on the prairie; very few were willing to befriend them because they were too ruthless. Many orc tribes, although not openly saying it, were secretly wary of the werewolf tribe.

Zhao Hai held no resentment towards the werewolf tribe. They were just a bit extreme in their methods. Compared to some of the malicious humans, the werewolf tribe was quite likable.

As they were walking, a sudden wolf howl echoed through the air. Buffon's expression changed immediately, and he said, “Stop, there are werewolves coming. Everyone, be careful.”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Hai stepped out from the alien form, standing atop its head, looking towards the direction from which the wolf howl had come.

Buffon knew that the werewolves were proud. If they didn’t stop, they could be attacked by the werewolves. He was well aware from past encounters that the howl was actually a warning, signaling them to stop. Failing to heed that warning could lead to serious trouble.

Not long after they stopped, they saw a group of cavalry rushing toward them. The mounts of these cavalry were huge wolves, each about three meters tall, and the riders were wolf-headed knights, each standing around two and a half meters tall.

This was Zhao Hai’s first encounter with the werewolf tribe. These werewolves had massive wolf heads, much fiercer than the jackal tribe he had seen before. Their eyes appeared half open, and the occasional flicker of their eyelids made one shudder.

They were dressed in garments made of animal skins. Although their stature was tall, they looked quite thin, almost emaciated, with no extra fat on their bodies. Beneath their skin were solid muscles like iron bars, moving stealthily, not stirring up any dust, and even their sounds were minimal. Yet, the imposing aura they exuded made Zhao Hai feel a sense of vigilance. They seemed like undead beings, fierce and organized, not to be underestimated.

The werewolves stopped about five meters away from Zhao Hai's group. One of the werewolves walked out, glanced at Buffon, and said in a deep voice, “Buffon, why have you come to our territory again? And you’ve brought the Herculean Bull Tribe? Why is there a human here?”