Chapter 476 Not Botel
"Chief, the trade fair is about to begin. Why are you calling us over now?" In the Gru tribe, a group of orcs were sitting in Botel's tent. Botel himself was sitting in the middle of the tent, looking lazy.
He stood up with some difficulty and looked at the tribesmen below: "In this competition, our tribe's performance is not ideal. I'm afraid we won't be able to maintain our position as the number one trading tribe."
Several orcs looked at each other, thinking that Botel was here to call them to task. They quickly stood up and said in panic, "Chief, we really tried our best in this competition, but there are too few evolved orcs in our tribe, while the other tribes have evolved orcs, and you were injured and did not participate in the battle, so we..."
Botel hated to hear them say this the most. Didn't these old guys think that he, a beast, ate two Beast God Fruits and didn't share them?
But why don’t they think about this: if it weren’t for their own strength, would the Gru tribe have been able to have the current status?
He waved his hand impatiently: "I know this, you don't have to remind me again and again. Although we can't exchange the Beast God Fruit from the God Tree Man in this big trade fair, we must get the Beast God Fruit."
The beastmen looked at each other in surprise and asked, "What do you mean?"
Botel laughed and said, "I've seen the rankings this time. With the help of the Watson tribe, the first exchange tribe will definitely be the Monte tribe. As long as we ambush them on their way back to the Lamu Mountains and snatch the Beast God Fruit they exchanged, I won't take any of the Beast God Fruit this time. I will give all to the beastmen in the tribe."
A low cry of surprise came from the tent. The beastmen never thought that Botel would be so generous one day.
"What do you think? Everyone, do you want to give it a try? Maybe you or your cubs will get a share of the Beast God Fruit this time." Botel coaxed.
The beastmen looked determined and said in unison: "Follow the orders of the tribe leader."
A hint of coldness flashed across Boter's eyes, and he smiled and nodded.
"Chief." The voice of a beast came from outside the tent.
Botel frowned and said impatiently, "Come in."
The orc quickly opened the animal-skin curtain and walked in.
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
There was a hint of happiness in the orc's voice: "I got the news today that an orc from the Watson tribe went missing last night. He was the lightning marten orc who helped Dashi and the Grizzly tribe before."
Botel looked a little unhappy. He had just had a conflict with the Watson tribe yesterday, but he didn't expect this to happen today. Could it be that some tribe deliberately provoked trouble and let their Gru tribe take the blame?
His face turned pale: "Does this matter have anything to do with you?"
The orcs shook their heads in confusion: "It wasn't us who did it. We are not evolved orcs. That lightning marten is a very fast beast. We can't catch him at all."
Botel breathed a sigh of relief. The scorching heat yesterday that seemed to melt him was really unbearable for the beast. The lesson was too profound.
If he gets the Beast God Fruit this time to increase his strength, then
A shadow flashed across his eyes.
Xiuyan, I will let you experience the feeling of being pinned to the ground and beaten.
Ge, who was squatting in the corner outside the tent, moved his ears. It turned out that it was not this Botel?
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(End of this chapter)