"Don't worry, little girl."

Old Senke had seen real strong winds and waves, and he said to Nanak very calmly:

"Just the blood in your belly guarantees that you will not be harmed. It is the king's blood, and you will also share the king's glory."

"Indeed."

Hogg flicked off the black wolf-head battle helmet of his power armor. This was a function he had just discovered. He turned around and said to Nanak:

"Neither Master Murphy nor I will harm you, Ms. Nanak, you need to lie down in the biological cabin for a check-up to ensure the health of your child and you. I will strengthen your creation after you have completed your birth.

I have no intention of becoming the new leader of the gnolls. My whole life has been dedicated to our species and civilization. Therefore, the child in your belly may be able to sit on the throne in the future, but I want you to understand that blood is only their way to the top.

It is a foundation rather than a necessary condition. If their growth cannot satisfy the guardians of creation, they will not receive any preferential treatment even if they are the descendants of Lord Philip."

"That's how it should be!"

Old Senke nodded and said:

"I believe that the king's bloodline will not disappoint all the jackals who have expectations for them, but the training of the day after tomorrow is also necessary, just like my king personally conquered our people a hundred years ago.

If they want to become kings, they have to go through the road of conquest again."

Faced with the "chicken baby" plan of these two guys, Nanak touched her belly unwillingly and whispered:

"I just want my children to grow up healthy. I have nothing else to ask for. Their father has already suffered a lot because of this damn bloodline."

Speaking of this, Nanak glanced at the smiling Murphy and said:

"It might even die on the battlefield because of its damn destiny."

"Mr. Hugersen chose his own path. You should not hate me for this. Ms. Nanak, I did not force him to become the commander of the Black Disaster."

Murphy replied:

"But I know your gnolls' outlook on life. For you, dying in battle is not an unacceptable result, so bless your lover and protect you and his children.

But now we should probably discuss the shelved issue. Mr. Senke, Hogg and I both want to know, for whom did you strengthen creation eighty years ago?

Most importantly, where is that person now?"

"I"

Hearing this question, the calm old Senke obviously flashed a hint of nervousness. He glanced at Hogg, but Xian Lang knew that what Old Senke was afraid of was not himself, but another jackal hidden in his consciousness.

Therefore, Hogg also added:

"Lord Philip also wants to know the answer to this mystery. He doesn't blame you for this, but he is very curious. Under what circumstances did his most loyal brother break his oath to keep secrets?"

"That was an accident."

When Old Senke heard this, he immediately stopped struggling and explained with strong shame and guilt:

"At that time, my king had disappeared for twenty years. At that time, I had not sealed myself in the Holy Land. I was still standing outside as the chief of the Broken Tooth Clan.

But I already know that the Dark Mountains have changed. The Bonegnawing Clan is being fought over by my king’s three heirs. Most of the Dark Mountains have become their battlefield. Bloodscar is rising in the name of faith, and the Splitclaw Clan is also starting to recruit.

Psionics.

Although I am not wise.

But I also knew that the gnolls had returned to chaos, which made me completely lose faith in the people. Especially at that time, the faith of the Lord of the Hunt was already showing signs of rising, which made me even more pessimistic about the future of the gnolls.

I had just completed strengthening myself under the guidance of the guardian of the Holy Land. I no longer trusted the Jackals other than me to safely protect this Holy Land for my king, so I could only do it myself.

I have made longevity enhancements for myself, and I have made up my mind to stick to this until I die of old age.

But at that time, an accident happened. My brother. Well, the half-brother's clan was involved in the battle between the Bone-Gripping Sons. His clan was razed overnight.

He escaped and came to join me.

It is very old, as old as me.

It was also my king's bodyguard. Unlike me, it was only a reserve hunting guard at that time, but it guessed that I was given a mission by the king, and its brain has always been very useful.

I should have killed it.

But in the end I couldn't do anything to my brother. He asked for my help and told me that he could shoulder the heavy responsibility given by the king together with me.

It was dying and begging for life.

After making a difficult decision, I knocked it unconscious, took it to the Holy Land, gave it the same longevity enhancement as me, and then threw it out.

I gave it the help it needed.

The price is that it is not allowed to approach the Broken Tooth territory again, otherwise I will personally kill it with the force left by my king. Facts have proved that it has kept its promise."

"Wait! A jackal who lives as long as you?"

Nanak exclaimed:

"Are you talking about Old Singer, the chief of the Whiptail Clan? Our Black Eyes Clan is a vassal of the Whiptail Clan. I have heard the legend of Old Singer from my father.

It is said that it claimed to have been blessed by the King of Bone Grinders, allowing it to resist death. It also used this to gain the first followers of the Whiptail Clan, and in the following decades, it worked hard to finally make the Whiptail Clan one of the top five.

One of the clans.”

"Yes, it's Singer."

Old Senke sighed and said:

"I don't know if I was right to help them in the first place, but the Broken Tooth Clan has been able to stay in this remote and remote area for decades without secret assistance from the Whiptail Clan. It secretly sends a batch of supplies every year to help us persevere.

But don't think that old Singer is as loyal as I am.

I'm familiar with my brother, it's just waiting!

It is waiting for me to die so that it can legitimately snatch this sacred responsibility. It is also coveting the king's treasure house. Master Philip admired Singer very much at the time, but he commented that Singer was a cunning guy.

It's a pity that it's hard to achieve great things if you work hard."

"But now is the time!"

Murphy and Hogg looked at each other. The wise wolf understood the meaning of Master Murphy, and whispered to Old Senk:

"Old Singer received a gift from Lord Philip's treasury, and now is the time for him to repay this gift. The Whiptail Clan does not need to participate in the war against the Lord of the Hunt, but they must remain intact during this black disaster.

neutral.

Otherwise, they will also become our enemies."

"Well I can go and persuade it."

Old Senk said:

"But I can't guarantee it will listen."

"It will listen."

Murphy said softly:

"If it is as cunning as you describe."
Chapter completed!