Chapter 329: Offering Delicacy.

Chapter 329: 329: Offering Delicacy.

The warriors blinked in surprise, staring at the old man in disbelief.

"What do you mean by that, Tribe Leader? Why would we leave you and the prince here like this?"

"We can’t leave you behind. Either we stay with you, or we leave together!" they insisted.

However, the old man stared at them disapprovingly. "I said leave! You can go back and tell everyone that we’re fine. There’s no need to crowd around here and disturb them."

One of the warriors shook his head. "But it’s not safe for you two to stay here! We don’t know the intentions of these beastmen..."

"Exactly! We can’t just leave you here like this!" another added.

As they spoke, Lord Zark cast them a cold glare, causing both warriors to immediately look away and avoid his murderous gaze.

The old man sighed and shook his head. "You’re all so stubborn. Don’t speak about them like that..."

He turned to look at Ayra and the others before continuing, "Look at our boy. He’s never been wrong about people."

"And judging by how they’ve treated our boy so far, that’s all I need to judge them by. I won’t base my opinion on the rumors I’ve been hearing about them."

The warriors exchanged glances before one of them spoke again. "But still... it’s not safe to leave you here. Perhaps we could stay nearby in case something happens."

The old man gave them another disapproving look. "They’ve already proved their loyalty by taking care of our prince, restoring him to health, and ensuring he remained in good condition even when no one else was around to watch over him."

He continued, "They could have done whatever they wanted with him, but they didn’t. They’ve shown me everything I need to know." He then turned toward Ayra. "We should honor our end of the deal and trust them as well."

He looked back at his warriors. "There’s no need to treat them like monsters or criminals. They’re civilized beastmen just like us. Now, leave this instant before you make me angry!"

The warriors were still skeptical. They exchanged glances, clearly wanting to say more to convince the old man to change his mind.

However, he immediately cast them another cold glare, leaving them with no choice but to nod.

"Alright... We’ll do as you say," their leader finally agreed. With a nod, he led the others away, and soon, they had all left the scene.

The old man watched them go with a faint smile before turning back to the others.

"If you still doubt my loyalty, you can search the surroundings to make sure we’re not hiding anyone. You know the wild land better, so you should be able to tell."

The tribe lords and warrior beastmen exchanged suspicious glances, still somewhat wary of the situation. However, Ayra smiled and stepped forward.

"We appreciate your cooperation. We promise not to let you down," she assured him before turning toward the tribe. "Please, come in and make yourself at home."

The old man nodded and stepped forward, with Sun holding his hand and supporting him as they made their way into the tribe.

As everyone turned and walked back inside, the guards stationed at the entrance continued keeping watch.

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Ayra led the way until they arrived at the logs arranged in a circle around the fire. Beneath the full moon, everyone settled into their seats, with the fire burning brightly in the middle. The old man sat beside Sun and Ally, while Lord Zark and Lord Vale took seats nearby. Nyx and Commander Lynn also sat close to them, watching the old man and Sun.

Ayra took a seat opposite the old man just as the meals she had requested were brought out.

This wasn’t a public gathering, and not every beastman was allowed to join them. She had deliberately kept the meeting private, knowing that the discussion would likely touch on personal matters. Only those who needed to be present had been invited.

Soon, the kitchen staff arrived with bowls of chicken soup prepared with special delicacies that filled the air with an irresistible aroma.

The smell alone made the old man raise his eyebrows in surprise. He lifted his head and watched as the men approached, his gaze following them until they placed a bowl directly in front of him.

He stared closely at the soup, sniffing it with an expression of utter confusion and amazement.

"This is...?" The old man looked up at Ayra, seemingly unsure what to say.

"A special delicacy from our tribe. Go ahead, dig in and enjoy!" Ayra offered with a smile.

The old man was astonished. The aroma was unlike anything he had ever experienced before, and even the way the meal was presented was different from what he was accustomed to.

It looked far better than anything he could remember eating.

"Dig in, Grandpa! It’s so delicious!" Sun encouraged him with a cheerful smile.

As the old man continued staring at the soup, Ayra smiled and said, "If you’re worried that it might be poisoned, I can taste it first."

The old man chuckled. "Oh, no! Don’t misunderstand me. I’m still in awe of the meal and can’t believe what I’m seeing. That’s all..." He smiled before slowly taking his first bite.

The moment the soup touched his tongue, he felt as though he had ascended straight into beast heaven!

He couldn’t explain the incredible sensation spreading through his mouth. All he could do was stare ahead, completely speechless.

It was as though a thousand different ingredients, each with a flavor he couldn’t name, were dancing across his tongue. The sensation soon left his mind reeling, and he found himself staring blankly into the distance, overwhelmed by the taste.

"Meat has never tasted this good before..." he exclaimed in disbelief, shaking his head as he looked down at the bowl.

Ayra smiled in satisfaction, glad that he enjoyed the meal. This was probably the perfect way to open the conversation she had planned, and she was pleased that things had started so smoothly.