The Raid by the Green Skins
When I opened my eyes, I was able to see Jung Hayeon who was sound asleep next to me. She must have been quite exhausted as she was still sleeping. As it has been quite laborious last night, I wanted to let her sleep a bit longer. However, due to a scheduled meeting, I had to wake her up reluctantly.
“Jung Hayeon.”
She opened her eyes slowly as I called her name, and as she gazed at me with a smile, I felt somewhat embarrassed, thinking about last night.
“Ah. Sorry. Taesung.”
“Not at all. We have a meeting to go to, so let’s get ready to go.”Fịndd new updates at novelhall.com
“OK.”
After a quick wash with already prepared water, and as I roughly dressed in arms, including a shoulder armor suit, Jung Hayeon began to attend to me by combing my hair, properly putting on the armor suit and other similar ways.
It was a strange feeling like as if my wife was fixing my tie as I was about to leave for work, rather than a feeling of being a child again. In conclusion, it was a good feeling if I was to quibble over whether it was a good thing or not. Meanwhile, as Jung Hayeon stealthily stood on her tip toes, I ended up placing a small kiss on her lips.
“Thank... Thank you.”
It was a different feeling from last night, seeing her lowering her head as if she was embarrassed. After giving a smile, I opened the tent door and immediately went outside.
The village was unusually quiet. It was early in the morning and villagers might have heard the news that each clan’s leadership was supposed to be getting together for an important meeting. This might have caused the normally running around goblin children to be absent as well, contributing to the fact that the village was so quiet for the first time in a long while.
“For Blood Dagger!”
“We’ll go then”
“Yes sir.”
Having walked, we finally arrived at a tent that was a little further away from the Storm Shadow Clan. It was a temporary tent which was pitched at a reasonable location since the tent in the village was too small for the three tribes’ leaderships to meet. However, credit to the efforts of the goblins and Ogres who were good with hands, the tent did not look half bad.
As we entered near the inside of the tent, two Ogres, who were guarding the outside, placed their hands on their chests. When I responded to them in kind, the Ogre who was outside stealthily opened his mouth.
“Blood Dagger Clan.”
“Entering is the Blood Dagger Clan .”
Only after the cloths covering the entrance were drawn, I was able to enter. Come to think of it, it was the first time that I’ve seen other members of the leadership, besides Goff and Black Spear.
Although it felt like I’ve been socializing with our clan’s leaders, it had only been taking occasional glances from the distance. I thought that it would be good to familiarize with them given this opportunity. So, I turned my head.
“You’ve come.”
The first one to welcome me was Goff, who was sitting on one side of the tent, and he was holding an enormous shield as I had asked. It seemed that a reasonably sized shield would have been sufficient, but apparently ordinary items didn’t seem to satisfy Goff’s nature. Even at a glance, I could see that the price of that item would be extreme.
Like his own character, his spending habits must have also been extreme as well. Although I was wondering whether it was a mistake to have recommended that he carry a shield, he appeared to be quite satisfied.
Looking beyond him, I could find familiar faces. ‘Gara’, the twin head Ogre, who was on friendly terms with Gark and Hark. Next to him was the drumming Orc. There were also other familiar faces. As most of them were from the military warrior division, there didn’t appear be that many leaders, yet I felt that the enthusiasm and energy which were emanating from them were definitely extraordinary.
“Sorry if I’m late.”