After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King
Chapter 120 - 119 Wolf Girl Wolf

Chapter 120: Chapter 119 Wolf Girl Wolf

The Slippery Tribe was the second-largest tribe within the Beastman Country, composed of many hairless beastmen or some with scales... like crocodile-men and snake-men.

How to describe the situation in the Beastman Country?

In short, it was "tribal"... no, when you say "tribal," it often brings to mind uncivilized primitive tribes, but in reality, it was not like that here—they were not backward.

It could even be said that because of the abundant resources and the sparse population, even with few people involved in production, they could still guarantee a decent living standard... as long as you went outside, you could hunt prey, pick fruits, and gather grains.

Stepping out of the house and into the jungle, the mountains were full of edible things. The ancient sacrificial tree, though troublesome to handle, was not very popular... but it was plentiful and filling, so many people still ate it.

Wild beehives and honey were easy to find, hunting a deer or a roe was simple, and magic beasts with good taste could often be seen in the forest.

Therefore, the abundant material conditions led to spiritual pursuits, with various temples, monasteries, and all kinds of dojos springing up on this land—the Slippery Tribe had relatively fewer, but the Fluffy Tribe had many sects.

To give an adjective, the Beastman Country was... AyyoXya.

"No, no, I can’t take any more orders, I’m swamped right now."

The elder crocodile-man who was hammering steel said this... although he was called a crocodile-man, he actually had a body structure identical to a human, only with a crocodile tail behind him.

Just like the difference between wolf beastmen and werewolves... werewolves were magic creatures, with a wolf-like head, while the beastmen of the wolf tribe only had furry wolf ears and a tail.

In other words, one could think of beastmen as having beast ears (and tails).

The vampire emissary, once again rejected, sighed, opened his umbrella, and left the blacksmith shop... it wasn’t his first setback. He simply couldn’t find a craftsman willing to help forge the special magic armor.

Even those who were willing asked for exorbitant prices, making cooperation impossible.

After all, loading "magic armor" onto swordfish wasn’t standard equipment. Ordering just a hundred sets without any assurance of further cooperation was really time-consuming and labor-intensive.

"Sigh, I guess I should report back to Lord Senata honestly..."

Carrying his umbrella, the vampire looked at the curious beastmen around him, muttering to himself. He stretched out his hand, manipulating some blood to solidify into a small black bat in his palm, pondering how to report to Senata.

Once he decided on the information to send back, the small bat, guided by the vampire’s thoughts, would fly back to the Demon King Territory at great speed.

Thus, vampires were often excellent scouts, insiders, and spies.

Of course, they also made great errand boys.

"Vampire brother... are you looking for a blacksmith?"

Before this despondent-looking vampire could send his message back to the Demon King Territory, he heard this voice. Confused, he decided not to send the bat off just yet and looked at the beastman beside him.

It was a young wolf girl whose lively ears and gem-like eyes fixed on the vampire, waiting for a response.

But, wasn’t this the Slippery Tribe? Why was there a fluffy beastman here?

"Who are you?"

In response to the vampire’s question, the wolf girl wagged her tail and introduced herself: "I am Wolf, an apprentice of that blacksmith uncle over there... Hey, uncle, say something."

"Ding ding dang~"

"Ding~"

The crocodile-man blacksmith, who had been continuously hammering metal, gradually stopped his actions. Not looking at the vampire, he glanced at the wolf girl and said, "Have you decided? Your talent is excellent. It’s really a waste if you don’t stay here to continue learning."

In response, the wolf girl named Wolf shook her ears and nodded seriously, saying, "I’ve decided. I left my tribe to find an answer. Now, I must leave. Thank you, uncle, for your care during this time."

"Then go... if it’s the Demon King Territory, it might be a good place."

The crocodile uncle said shortly and then resumed his hammering, never speaking to the vampire during the whole conversation... not out of disdain or ignoring, but because that was just his personality.

"Wolf... right? What do you mean?"

The vampire, looking confused, asked. Wolf answered seriously, "I am willing to work for the Demon King Territory to forge magic armor. Don’t worry about my blacksmithing skills, but... for my payment, I hope to negotiate directly with Yila. I hope he can come to the Beastman Country."

Lord Yila? Did she know Lord Yila?

The vampire showed a puzzled expression. He looked deeply at the wolf girl, and his blood solidified into three or four small bats filled with magic power. He said, "I will report to His Highness the Demon King and Lord Yila truthfully. You might need to wait for a while."

"However, I hope you can clarify your words more; otherwise, I think Lord Yila won’t consider your unreasonable request."

Agreeing with the vampire, Wolf nodded, took a moment to think, then raised her head and spoke seriously: "Tell Yila... I am the daughter of Worli, the werewolf slave he rescued."

"..."

"..."

*Understood, an illegitimate child (not)*

The vampire immediately filled out a mental tale of ten thousand words, detailing the love and hatred between the slave wolf girl and the righteous hero Yila... scenes such as "Yila standing with the light behind him, the glow from the large hole in the wall of the slave auction illuminating the path in front of Yila like a starlit road, as he calmly extended his hand towards the collapsed wolf girl, as if to redeem all her suffering."

Getting the gist, he added some more information into the small bat, then waved and sent three or four bats flying into the distance.

Among them, of course, were some baseless speculations about "Yila possibly having an illegitimate daughter."

"I understand, Miss Wolf..."

The vampire’s attitude became respectful, and he said, "Afterward, please persuade Lord Yila to not work so hard."

"..."

"???"

Wolf: Wait, what does Yila working hard have to do with me?