CHAPTER 1305: CHAPTER 1304: WHAT BEAST ARE YOU?

"If he becomes the Clan Leader of the Alonso Tribe, I might have to find another tribe to depend on."

The old Shaman raised his hand and gave his head a good knock: "I taught you herbs and knowledge not for you to help other tribes."

The young Orc rubbed his head helplessly: "You know how my father and brother treat me. As long as you’re here, they’re like that, but if you’re gone one day, I’ll be bullied to death."

The old Shaman sneered: "Oh really, and you’re pretending here? I’ve raised you since you were young, do you think I don’t know what kind of Orc you are?"

The young Orc released the hand covering his head and chuckled: "You really understand me. I’m your disciple and you’ve raised me like your own child, so I should truly contribute to this Tribe."

Saying that, he looked wistfully at the bright sunlight outside the cave: "So I have to find a way to ensure Pierre can’t become the Clan Leader and stop him from continuing to control the Tribe."

The old Shaman nodded: "That’s right. Do whatever you want. As long as this old man is alive, no one can do anything to you."

Nigel nodded with a smile: "Alright."

"By the way," the old Shaman suddenly remembered something, looking slyly at Nigel: "What do you think about the little female who came to the tribe today?"

Nigel looked at him speechlessly: "Don’t get any strange ideas, she is also a Shaman of a tribe."

The old Shaman sighed in disappointment: "Seriously, why aren’t there any cute little females in our tribe?"

Unable to take the old Shaman’s demeanor, Nigel twitched his mouth and stood up: "I’m going out to see if there are any delicious beasts from the past few days’ hunt and bring some back."

With that, he slipped away quickly.

Watching his figure fade into the distance, the old Shaman widened his eyes and sighed: "He was so adorable when he was small, like a fluffy ball. That’s why little females are so lovable, unlike these Orc kids who become troublesome when they grow up."

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"Master Shaman, you’re back." A few Orcs patrolling the camp quickly approached upon seeing the enormous Silver Wolf Orc descend from the sky.

Ji Nuan dismounted from Xiu Yan’s back, and several Orcs including Harry reverted to their Orc forms.

"Is Norz alright?"

An Orc nodded: "Shaman Harry, don’t worry, Tuya has already applied the herbs to Norz as per your instructions."

Ji Nuan nodded: "You all continue your patrol, be careful, the prey in the forest is good at hiding."

With that, he looked at Harry: "Let’s go and take a look."

Harry was indeed concerned about Norz’s condition. After all, Tuya, being used to being cared for since young, might not be reliable in taking care of beasts.

When they reached the tent, Tuya was dozing off beside Norz, her head nodding off little by little.

Harry gently checked Norz’s injuries and was relieved to see that the herbs were applied decently.

Several beasts sat outside Ji Nuan and their tent, discussing the upcoming plans: "So, what’s Shaman Ji Nuan planning next?"

Ji Nuan nodded: "I plan to go check out the grand trade fair on this continent. What about you, Shaman Harry?"

Harry flashed a big smile: "Me too, haha, it’s just a pity that by the time we reached the desert, it was already the cold season and we missed the grand trade fair there."