CHAPTER 113: CHAPTER 81 CENTAUR TRIBE

At the campfire site in the forest.

The group sat around the campfire, the little foal lay beside Kana, but its head rested on Alyris’ lap.

It was unclear when she had been caught and taken into the lair of the Forest Demon, but it seemed it hadn’t been too long.

After escaping the lair and shedding helplessness and fear, exhaustion naturally overwhelmed the young foal.

At the moment, she was sleeping soundly.

Aside from rubbish and tattered fabric, they found two unidentified metal fragments in the lair.

Kana looked at the two fragments.

He roughly knew where these fragments came from; probably they were obtained from some relic.

They were of no use, just ordinary metal objects.

Nevertheless, seeing these fragments reminded Kana of these ruins. After settling down, they surely had to explore them and gather some useful resources.

"I didn’t expect a Prince of the Safro Kingdom to speak a bit of Centaur." Anita said, looking at Kana.

Kana glanced at her with a slight smile, touched his head, and then pointed at his eyes.

"Knowledge and eyesight."

Aside from Anita, everyone else had somewhat started to get used to Kana’s persona.

Encountering things they didn’t understand or know, trusting Kana was the solution.

"So tomorrow we should return this foal?" Bobo asked.

He spoke with a bit of a huff.

Seeing Bobo like this, Kana said with amusement, "Still angry? Haha, forgive her, after all, she’s just a child and she has never seen a Ratman, has she?

Just like the townspeople."

Continuing, he replied, "I have learned about some situations in the Eastern Wilderness, you all should have seen the map, there is a vast grassland in the wilderness.

I previously heard that there is a Centaur Tribe on this grassland, which appears to be the tribe this foal belongs to.

Since we need to find a place to stay in the Eastern Wilderness, establishing good relations with these intelligent and civilized races is very important.

What better way to directly build a relationship than rescuing a child from their tribe?"

While speaking, Kana gently stroked the head of the foal that had already fallen asleep beside him.

The foal grunted twice, adjusted its position, muttered, and spoke in its sleep.

"There’s a Centaur Tribe on the grassland?" Anita couldn’t help but be a bit surprised.

She looked at Kana.

It’s just been these few short days since she got to know Kana.

But in these few short days, the surprises Kana brought her were quite numerous.

In Anita’s eyes, Kana became increasingly mysterious.

"Yes, they call themselves the Wind Slave Clan. If we want to settle in this place, making good relations with them is indispensable."

Kana had already considered these issues while on the ship.

There are quite a few feasible ways to make good relations with the Centaurs.

The Eastern Wilderness is such a vast area, with plenty of issues.

The internal issues of the Centaur Tribe are many.

But he didn’t expect to directly save a foal from the Centaur Tribe on the very first night in the forest.

For a relatively primitive civilization like the Centaur Tribe, the importance of children is very high.

With the strength of the Centaur Tribe, they should have discovered the child had been taken into the forest, but surely they could no longer search in the forest.

Due to their body structure, the jungle is not friendly to them, not to mention the vast grassland beyond the forest where they are used to galloping.

Entering the forest would definitely leave them clueless.

This means the foal’s parents had already despaired, and the tribe members were powerless.

At this moment, bringing back a child whom they had considered dead in their hearts.

The initial goodwill would be instantly established.

Things to do afterward would be much easier; establishing deeper connections with the Centaurs, especially when building a settlement later, they would surely provide a lot of help.

Incidentally, Kana also intended to pick some suitable candidates among the Centaurs.

"Alright, let’s rest, it’s getting late."

...

The next morning.

Kana and the others had already packed up, ready to leave the forest.

After a night’s rest and being freed from danger and fear, the foal completely trusted them.

At this moment, she was trotting around the group.

For this foal, the forest was an unknown territory.

However, due to being caught by the Forest Demon, curiosity was tinged with a hint of fear.

At this time, a breeze passed by.

The branches and leaves rustled, creating a swishing sound.

Such rustling startled her immediately.

She had just been roaming wildly beside the group, but with a sudden scrape of her hooves, she dashed over to Kana.

Hugging his leg and looking all around, very vigilant.

"Safe." Kana repeated the word for ’safe’ in Centaur, stroking the foal’s head.

"Hahaha, turns out she’s a scaredy cat!"

Bobo, at the center of the group, laughed heartily at this scene.

"Vindictive rat."

Everyone couldn’t help but think these words in their hearts.

"Teacher, why are you competing with a child?" George, who was just about to go out for a scouting round, couldn’t help but tease.

"Humph!" The Ratman lady snorted lightly, not bothering a response.