Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God-Chapter 121 - 97: Meeting with the Young Red Copper Dragon_2

Celebrating victory with a feast isn’t exclusive to humans; gnolls also partake in this custom.

"Thank you, Chief Gaven."

There were compliments in both the common tongue and the gnoll language, jumbled together in a lively and indescribable mix.

Gaven stood up and righteously accepted the flattery. Without his labor and counsel, the war between Eagle Cliff Burrow and the harpies could have continued for who knows how long, perhaps even until the Arcane Catastrophe.

Once reseated, Gaven directly broached the serious topic with the Eagle Cliff Cave Chieftain, "Now that the greatest danger of the burrow has been removed, what does the Clan Leader think about my previous proposal for an alliance?"

"I have considered the matter seriously. It’s certainly better for two tribes to cooperate than to struggle alone, especially since our tribes share such a deep connection," Chester sighed deeply and said, "But as you’ve seen, the condition of the burrow isn’t great."

"Although we drove off the harpies, we paid a heavy price. We lost a third of our elites."

"The harpies used to be the biggest threat to Eagle Cliff Burrow but also our greatest shield. Now that we’ve lost this shield, the burrow must consider its own safety."

"That’s exactly why we should unite. If there’s any conflict or disaster, we wouldn’t have to bear it alone." Gaven’s heart chilled slightly. This wily old fox seemed quite different now compared to when they had faced the harpies together.

Harpies were the shield of Eagle Cliff Burrow? Such nonsense—why didn’t you say so earlier?

If you had, I might have let the harpies trouble you for a few more years.

Leaving race aside, the current demeanor of the Eagle Cliff Cave Chieftain was strikingly similar to that of human politicians.

"Mainly, the burrow doesn’t have any special products. Besides some mushrooms and a few fire beetles, I can think of nothing suitable for trade," Chester said, raising his glass, "Let’s discuss this matter slowly in the future. Tonight, we should focus on drinking. Here, in accordance with human custom, I toast to you, Leader, to express my gratitude for your and Blackwell’s selfless assistance."

"It was our duty," Gaven noticed the Chieftain didn’t wish to continue on this topic and quickly shifted it, "Clan Leader, about that information I asked you to scout, how did it go?"

"What information?" The Eagle Cliff Cave Chieftain momentarily didn’t catch on.

"About those two senior figures."

Chester involuntarily glanced around and lowered his voice, "What you’re referring to... as you know, we are inherently at a disadvantage in such matters. Not just the tribe members, even I couldn’t keep my composure in front of those two figures, let alone trail them. One thing is certain, though—the Red Copper Dragon does reside nearby and often observes the area. I’ve pinpointed two spots he frequently uses to settle down."

"Oh?" Gaven perked up and asked, "Could someone take me to see these two spots?"

"Now?" The Eagle Cliff Cave Chieftain glanced at the ongoing feast below.

"I’ll just take a quick look, it won’t take more than a few minutes," Gaven insisted firmly.

"Alright then," the Eagle Cliff Cave Chieftain didn’t press the issue and turned to Bark, "Captain Bark, you should personally take on this task. Take a few clan members and accompany Chief Gaven for a short stroll around the area."

"Please, Chief Gaven," Captain Bark got up immediately without a word. His respect for Gaven was now truly heartfelt.

"Lead the way."

"The place we’re headed to isn’t easy to navigate. How about we, like last time, carry the Leader up there?" suggested Bark.

Gaven tactfully declined Bark’s offer, "No need. There’s no rush and we can take a longer route. It’s rare to have some leisure time—I haven’t properly enjoyed the scenery around Eagle Cliff yet."

Gaven vividly remembered his previous airborne experience and didn’t like the feeling of relying entirely on others, with nowhere to plant his feet.

Bark had merely made a suggestion and naturally didn’t insist. Aside from Eagle Cliff being somewhat difficult to climb, the surrounding terrain wasn’t so treacherous that it couldn’t be navigated by manpower.

Gaven’s agility surpassed Bark’s expectations. Most of the terrain was like flat ground to him, and he easily crossed over an apparently dangerous cliffside.

"We’ve arrived," Bark pointed to a small pine forest and said, "In this pine forest, there’s a large rock with clear signs of something having nested on top. Most importantly, we found a somewhat dull red-brown dragon scale there."

"The other side has chosen their location well. This is the highest peak outside Eagle Cliff, offering both a view into Eagle Cliff Burrow and observation of Eagle Nest. I suppose they must have stayed here quite often, especially during the clashes between our tribes." As Gaven spoke, he headed towards the pine forest. Midway, he abruptly stopped and, as if nothing were amiss, told Bark, "Wait here for me. I’ll go alone to have a look."

"Alright," Bark didn’t suspect a thing and held back the other two Erdes.

It was then that Gaven began walking towards the pine forest, but his mood was no longer that of a leisurely stroll after a satisfying meal. The more he advanced, the more intense his heartbeat became, the more certain he felt his intuition was right—there was a powerful beast lurking in the pine forest.

Gaven felt a twinge of regret. If only he had known, he would have brought the Dog Demon with him.

Then he reconsidered; that creature would be useless anyway. It couldn’t even defeat him, so if they encountered what he suspected, and if that creature had malicious intent, it would likely just be a matter of prolonging the inevitable by a few seconds.