365 Battle Preparations

"Yes, Young Master Leonhardt." 

The female servant curtsied to Leon respectfully. Before she left, she flashed Darlene an envious glance. 

Since Young Master Leonhardt was quite courteous to her, she could imagine that someone he fancied would not be mistreated. Why was the one who carried the young master to his arranged guestroom, not her?

Being the object of envy, the female servant's gaze did not go unnoticed by Darlene.

As fellow sufferers of the same fate, Darlene shared a relatively good relationship with all the female servants. If opportunity permits it, she hoped her fellow sisters can all find their happiness in life.

"Young—Hubby." 

Darlene opened her mouth to speak, but she immediately froze. She had committed the same mistake! Seeing the subtle change in her man's expression, she knew the situation was not good. 

She turned around and ran, but how was it possible for her to escape from Leon's clutches?

Pah! 

Leon evilly smiled and reached out his hand to smack Darlene's round bottom once more.

"Ahh!" 

Darlene cried.

"What did you just call me again?"

"Hubby, I was wrong!" 

Leon nodded with a satisfied look and rubbed her round bottom to soothe the pain.

"That's better. What did you want to say?" He asked.

Darlene had no choice but to enjoy Leon's intimate 'treatment' with an embarrassed blush. She heaved a sigh of relief after seeing no one else around. 

"This might be too much to ask, but can you also accept all my sisters?" Darlene asked.

"Huh?"

Leon nearly keeled over in shock. 

There was no way he can accept all of them into his harem. If he did so irresponsibly without considerations for his other partners' feelings, he would not know when the house catches fire.

"Ahem, no. That is not possible." Leon refused. 

Darlene looked disappointed. 

However, Leon was not finished and added, "But if they are not against it, I will see if Chief Valencia is willing to let them follow me. Believe me, once they can cultivate, they will no longer need to be servants."

"Mn, I believe you. My sisters will definitely wish to follow you once I talk to them." 

Leon nodded and said, "Alright, let us go and find the chief now." 

But after taking several steps, Leon frowned and turned back to look at Darlene, who followed behind him faithfully.

"What are you doing?"

"Me? I am… following behind my Hubby?" Darlene answered unconfidently with confusion, not understanding what the problem was. Was there a problem with what she was doing?

Leon shook his head, helplessly.

It seems he would need to help her break her old habits. She was not just a servant anymore, but his woman. 

"Remember this. You are my woman now, and not just a servant. You do not need to walk behind me, understand?" Leon lectured. 

He might have picked up this little wife by accident due to alcohol, but he will treat all his women fairly. 

As they headed outside the palace, Leon had a sudden thought. 

The kingdom was entirely lacking in manpower and population. If better wine could be introduced and widely distributed to food businesses, the kingdom's birthrates will most likely increase. 

Hmm…

No, this thinking was too simple. 

The reason the kingdom had low birthrates to begin was due to the poor living conditions of its people. They would not consider having a child when they are already struggling to feed themselves.

It seems he needs to push forward the Elven Tribe migration plan when he gets back. 

Once the elves are integrated into the kingdom, the problem of food will not exist with their advanced crop cultivation techniques and abilities.

Outside the palace, Chief Valencia was found at the edge of the rocky plateau with her hand linked behind her back while she gazed into the distant horizon.

When Leon and Darlene approached, Chief Valencia immediately noticed them.

"You're here. I trust you had a pleasant experience last night." Chief Valencia said and flashed Darlene a meaningful smile.

Darlene reacted shyly with a blush.

Everything had been under Chief Valencia's arrangement. She knew it was unfair for Darlene, but looking at it now, it seemed everything worked out alright.

The tribal chief became curious how Leonhardt could win Darlene's heart over in such a short time despite the latter being resistant at first. 

Could it be that Leonhardt's skills were truly impressive? In that case, she tempted to have a swing with Leonhardt and experience his skills for herself. Maybe she should invite him over and get him drunk. 

Lately, her partners have been unable to satisfy her.

Leon could faintly guess what the chief was thinking about and felt his skin crawling. 

The chief was an immensely powerful body practitioner who was more manly than a man. If she was even a little careless with her strength, his little brother might just snap in the process.

"Ahem!" 

Leon coughed awkwardly. After a quick shake of his head, he cut straight to the point. "How strong is the incoming Bone Army?"

Once this question was asked, Chief Valencia wore a solemn expression. 

In the distant horizon, the dark sky grew darker. 

It was like the world's Darkness Profound Energy were all gathering towards the approaching Bone Army. 

"According to intelligence, the incoming Bone Army is quite powerful! There will be many Behemoth-class Bone Demons. I fear this battle cannot be won with my strength alone. I will have to trouble the Venerable Shamans to assist us."

���Will you continue to lend your strength to our tribe?" Chief Valencia asked.

"Of course. As fellow humans, we should all work together to overcome these difficult times." 

"That is gratifying to hear. Unfortunately, someone like you is not part of our tribe. Are you sure you do not want to join our tribe?" 

Leon slightly narrowed his eyes. He expected Chief Valencia to bring up this matter again sooner or later. 

"Well…"

Leon pretended to hesitate and flashed Darlene at his side a glance. After which, he appeared to be in deep thought before asking, "What kind of benefits can you give me if I am willing to join?" 

Chief Valencia's eyes lit up immediately. 

Leonhardt did not refuse her but asked for conditions. This was different from the reports she has been receiving from Ironhead. It was apparent that his stance against joining the tribe has changed.

'In the end, men are all the same. They are quite simple. Just give them beauties, and they will be swayed.' 

Chief Valencia's lips curved into a smile as she thought this. As she was about to speak, a warrior rushed over to report abruptly. 

"Chief Valencia!" The warrior greeted.

Chief Valencia's brow slightly furrowed at the inopportune timing, but she still nodded and said, "Speak!"

"Yes!" 

"The hunting team led by Big Brother Goldeneye and the Blackwind Tribe survivors have safely entered the city. The temporary leader of the Blackwind Tribe survivors is currently seeking an audience with the chief to discuss the battle arrangements for his people." 

"Understood. Bring him to see me now." 

"Yes, Chief!" 

After the warrior acknowledged her order and quickly left, Chief Valencia turned to Leon and said, "It seems we will have to talk about the benefits later." 

Leon nodded and shrugged.

"It can't be helped. There is an impending battle to worry about after all. How much time do we have until they arrive?" 

Chief Valencia turned to the warrior beside her and asked, "How much time?"

The warrior held a strange shell with runic engravings and brought it to his ears before speaking and listening to it. 

It appeared to be some sort of long-distance communication artifact, according to Leon's observation.

After some time, the warrior nodded and said, "According to the scouts, they will arrive within half an hour at their current pacing, Chief." 

"What about our preparations?"

"The defensive measures are being set up while war supplies are still being delivered to the walls. However, everything should be ready by then." 

"Very good." 

"Will you be heading over to the wall, Chief? Your presence will certainly boost the morale of our warriors." 

"I will, but not now. As for boosting morale, I think someone is already doing a fine job over there." 

Chief Valencia directed her gaze towards the southern walls.

On the southern walls, warriors were lined up like disciplined soldiers. Sabertooth gave them all a stern and solemn look.

"Listen up, ya hotheaded maggots! This battle will be nothing like the one we fought the other day. I do not want to see anyone charging out like an idiot, ya hear me? Warriors of the Darkmoon Tribe can be brave, but they cannot be stupid. Is that clear?!" 

"Yes!"