CHAPTER 1253: CHAPTER 1252: WHAT HAPPENED?

The orc turned and gave a signal to the surrounding orcs, and they dispersed to both sides: "Follow me, I’ll arrange a place for you to rest first. The clan leader went out hunting, and won’t return until dinner time, then I’ll inform him about your matters."

Ji Nuan smiled and guided Maomao, following the orc into Saint Fei Oasis.

The orcs on both sides surrounded Ji Nuan and the others.

Once again, Ji Nuan felt a strange sensation in her heart; the orcs in Cabran Oasis seemed excessively cautious.

The orc led them to a small open space. Ji Nuan mentioned it was too hot, so they only needed a small open space for setting up tents, no need for a cave.

After arranging them, the orc left, but Xiu Yan, Ji Nuan, and Casa could feel many orcs patrolling nearby.

It seemed something unfavorable had occurred in Saint Fei Oasis, or the orcs here wouldn’t be so jumpy.

Though Ji Nuan harbored no malice towards the orcs of Saint Fei Oasis, it’s always wise to remain cautious of beasts.

Ji Nuan gathered a few beasts together: "It seems something bad might have happened here, maybe they’re in conflict with other oases. Our arrival might not be well-timed.

But since we’re already here, let’s not dwell on it. Once we meet the clan leader of Mogor Tribe and his offspring, everything will be sorted out.

Let’s plan the patrol matters now. Our camp area can’t be left without orcs patrolling. How should we arrange this, what do you think?"

Harry glanced at Xiu Yan: "Here’s the situation, Xiu Yan and Casa are evolved orcs, while Norz and I are ordinary orcs, so we should do two beasts per group. What do you think?"

Casa nodded slightly: "I have no objections."

"Nor do I have any issues." The cold voice relieved the other orcs.

Next is the matter of the four orcs; finally, the groupings decided were Harry with Casa, and Norz with Xiu Yan.

Having repeatedly been associated with Ji Nuan, Harry felt intimidated whenever he saw Xiu Yan, impossible to group with him.

As for Norz...

Cough~ Are his opinions even important?

"Captain, those orcs arranged patrols around that camp area."

The bearded orc nodded: "Okay, I understand. Keep watching them until the clan leader verifies their identities."

One of the orcs looked at him, curious: "Captain, hasn’t the little female already presented the stone of Saharan Tribe’s Shaman? Why are we still watching them?"

The bearded orc looked him in the eye: "You’re too naive. That’s merely the Shaman’s stone, not the Shaman himself. If they killed the beasts sent by the real Shaman, couldn’t they easily take that stone?

Every oasis’s Shaman has their own color stone, which isn’t unusual in the desert. If that gets exploited by those damned orcs, we’ll be in danger."

The young orc wiped the cold sweat off his forehead: "I’ll head back and watch them closely right away."

The bearded orc waved his hand: "Go ahead, make sure to keep an eye on them. Report any actions immediately."