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Kedo was Kent’s youngest son, and also the son he valued the most.

All this time, he had been raised as the heir apparent of the tribe.

In the tribe, he was second only to one and above all others.

But when Kent heard the news of his son’s death, he was instantly furious, with crimson in his eyes.

“Why didn’t you die?” Kent roared furiously.

Kedo had left the tribe this time in response to a call for help from the Gnoll camp.

They said there was a small village nearby the camp, and all the loot from pillaging it would belong to the Fireblade Tribe.

The Fireblade Tribe was the largest Orc Tribe in the nearby region.

What threat could a village pose? So, he let his son lead the team to it.

But in the end, his son died, and the Gnoll clan leader survived, which made Kent suspect something was amiss.

The Gnoll Clan Leader looked even more uncomfortable.

If he said that he had hidden himself and thus escaped, he would definitely be blamed and killed directly.

So, he simply made up a lie that was easy for the other party to accept.

“It was Lord Kedo, Lord Kedo hid me. He said I was small and not easy to find, so he told me to bring the news to you, so you can avenge them.”

Gnolls were small in stature, so this explanation seemed plausible.

“What else did Kedo say?” Kent closed his eyes, leaning back in his chair.

“Kedo said you are a great father, a great warrior, and that you would avenge him,” the Gnoll continued to shout loudly.

Phew!

Kent let out a heavy sigh, continuing, “Alright, talk about that undead village.” “Okay, okay!”

Then, the Gnoll told Kent all about discovering the village and the human lord.

“You’re saying, a human can command an undead army?” Kent found it hard to believe.

“Yes, everyone saw it. The leader of the other side was a human,” the Gnoll said loudly.

“Come here,” Kent beckoned loudly.

An orc immediately came in.

Kent continued, “Mark the location of the undead village, I’ll arrange for someone to investigate.”

“Oh, okay.” The Gnoll quickly drew a simple map.

The orc soldier took the map and turned to leave.

Kent thought for a moment, then continued, “You are still of some use, I won’t kill you, but Kedo and two-thousand warriors died because of the information you provided.”

At these words, the Gnoll’s heart jumped.

Kent continued, “Bring him out and flog him.”

An orc soldier immediately came in, grabbed the Gnoll and dragged him out.

The Gnoll was startled and cried out, “Lord Kent, I still have use, I know that village, I’ll be useful for sure.”

This sentence was indeed of some use.

Kent said to the departing soldier, “Don’t let him die.”

Soon after, the sound of loud whips and the painful wails from the Gnoll could be heard outside the house.

Meanwhile.

The pig-headed Bolton had indeed served as a guide.

Leading the caravan, he found a more easily navigable route, thereby avoiding several large beast lairs.

You could say that just having a map of the Manim Market was not enough, you also needed to know the optimal route to get there.

Fang Hao lay in the carriage.

Using God’s Presence, he incarnated into a Skeleton Giant Bat, soaring into the sky and overlooking the land.

And in the distance, he could already see the silhouette of a city.

With caravans going in and out, that must be the Manim Market.

Controlling the giant bat to land on the carriage, Fang Hao returned to his own body and opened his eyes.

“Bolton, we’re almost there, right?” Fang Hao called out.

Bolton was in the first carriage, while Fang Hao was in the third, so he needed to raise his voice to talk.

Bolton’s massive pig head looked back, and he also called out, “Yes, sir, it’s just ahead, but I’m afraid your army won’t be able to enter the city.”

This huge undead army.

It would not just be an issue of entering the city, even approaching it could cause panic.

If the other party was alarmed and a fight broke out, it would be difficult to retreat peacefully.

“You said Manim doesn’t allow fights and looting, does this apply to humans too?” Fang Hao asked.

“It applies to everyone, but it has been many years since a human caravan appeared in Manim Market, so you might attract some attention,” Bolton said.

Fang Hao nodded, “Let the army camp nearby when the time comes, you take me in.”

“Alright.” Bolton nodded.

Fang Hao had also considered this before.

Fighting was not allowed inside the Manim Market, and every orc obeyed this rule.

Moreover, Fang Hao had ways to protect himself. He had a Teleportation Scroll in his hand, which he could use to escape in case of danger.

When they were still a distance away from the Manim Market.

The caravan stopped, the skeletons began to set up camp, and built a simple defensive position.

The five carriages were already hitched together.

Bolton and Fang Hao, driving the carriage, continued to head to the Manim Market.

Twenty minutes later, the two arrived at Manim city.

The unspectacular grey wall was clad in weeds that sprouted from the mortar between the bricks.

Two Tauren guards stood at the gate, checking the incoming and outgoing vehicles.

“This place is governed by the Tauren Tribe, led by the fifth tier Hero, Tellock.

That’s why no one dares to cause trouble here,” Bolton explained softly.

There was an absolute difference between heroes and ordinary soldiers.

Heroes were more powerful and had more talents and abilities.

They were often the leaders, or the backbone of a force.

By bringing this up, Bolton was not only introducing Tellock to Fang Hao but also indirectly reminding him not to get into conflicts here.

Picking a fight with a fifth-tier hero was not a wise thing to do.

Fang Hao nodded, showing that he understood.

When the caravan arrived at the city gate, the muscular bare-chested Tauren guards, wielding their battle axes, strode over.

“Bolton, here to sell goods, huh?” One of the guards called out.

Bolton flashed a smile and pointed at Fang Hao, “I’m guiding a friend this time, he’s brought goods and sincerity.”

The two Tauren guards’ attention fell on Fang Hao.

When they saw that he was a young human, the vast Tauren eyes were filled with surprise.

“A human? It has been a while since a human came to Manim,” one of the guards said quietly.

“Yes, otherwise, he wouldn’t need me as a guide,” Bolton chuckled beside him.

The Tauren guards gave a cursory check of the goods and didn’t say much more.

He threw over a wooden plate and said, “Teach him the rules, don’t cause trouble in the city.”

“Yes!” Bolton hastily agreed.

Upon entering the city, the caravan went straight to the market.

The sudden appearance of a human in the city attracted a lot of orc’s attention.

Many followed closely behind the caravan, intending to see what goods this human would sell.

By the time they reached the market and exchanged the wooden plate for a stall, there was already a crowd of Orcs gathered behind the carriage.

Lifting the oilcloth over the carriages revealed rows of iron swords.

“Come look! Weapons from the Human Clan! You can buy them with money or trade them with blueprints or special materials, come take a look!”

Bolton began loudly hawking his wares..