Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

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The little otter added, "It seems the Monkey Tribe has been getting close to the Rhino Tribe recently. They might be planning something bad," the little otter lowered her voice instinctively. "Dad told me to warn you to be careful."

Tribes didn't always maintain peace between them. When there were conflicts of interest, disputes naturally followed. Many tribes didn't perish due to natural disasters, but because of human-made disasters.

The Sea Race Tribe was wealthy and had faced more than one attack in the past. They learned from those experiences and gradually became more cautious. Every time they came to the Grand Trade Market, they would bring dozens or even hundreds of people, armed and patrolling day and night.

"Your tribe brought too few people." The little otter looked around, counting the Wolf Tribe's numbers with her fingers, her expression worried.

This time at the Grand Trade Market, the Wolf Tribe had brought many affordable and high-quality clay pots, attracting many buyers. They had made quite a profit. The bone coins they made were mostly exchanged for various supplies, which piled up like a mountain, drawing envious eyes.

Although many tribes were jealous, most had some sense of honor. Since they had already bought clay pots from the Wolf Tribe and gained some benefits, even if they had some questionable thoughts, they wouldn't actually resort to robbing.

But the Monkey Tribe and the Rhino Tribe were different.

They had put on quite a show that day, and the Monkey Tribe had suffered a huge loss at Nyx and Zayne's hands. Since then, they had been mocked and criticized everywhere. The salt they brought had barely sold after several days and didn't even fetch a good price.

The Rhino Tribe had always relied on selling pottery to make money.

Rare items were valuable. Every time at the Grand Trade Market, they would only bring a few pieces to sell, and their prices were always high, with them setting whatever price they wanted.

But unexpectedly, the Wolf Tribe suddenly had pottery too, and they brought so many. Both the quality and the prices completely crushed the Rhino Tribe's offerings.

With such strong competition, the Rhino Tribe's goods nearly flopped in their hands. They had to sell them at a low price and even faced questioning from old customers who had previously bought at high prices.

"Those two tribes are no good. My dad said that the Rhino Tribe's territory was taken from others." The little otter made a face. "Now they hate you so much, they might do something bad."

Conflicts between tribes were never a joke. They were always bloody affairs- either for wealth or to cause harm. It was a fight to the death.

The Grand Trade Market, held every few years, brought many tribes together. No one would make a move to slaughter anyone during this time. Everyone kept up the facade of peace.

But once the Grand Trade Market was over, everyone would go their separate ways, and no one could watch over anyone else. Even though the Sea Race Tribe would have liked to help, they couldn't keep escorting the Wolf Tribe, as the paths didn't align.

"Got it. We'll definitely be careful." Nyx pinched the little otter's soft cheek and thanked her seriously.

Actually, before deciding to sell the pottery at the Grand Trade Market, the chieftain had already discussed it with them and had prepared for the possibility that the Rhino Tribe might cause trouble.

Since they had pottery, there was no reason not to sell it. They couldn't just give up on their chance to develop because of the Rhino Tribe. That would be self- sabotage.

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As for the conflict with the Monkey Tribe, that was indeed an unexpected turn of events. But if given the chance again, they, would still expose the frauds. They wouldn't tolerate such villains acting freely.

"Let them come, we're not afraid."

"I can take on ten of them."

"I can take on twenty."

"Stop bragging."

A few strong young male wolves were packing up nearby. Hearing Nyx and the others talking, they jumped in.

The Wolf Tribe was no soft target, always known for their bravery in battle. They never feared a fight.

"Don't worry. We'll protect you," the males pounded their chests, promising Nyx.

Nyx had saved their tribe from the snow disaster and helped them live better lives. She was their benefactor.

Even if it meant risking their lives, they would protect her.

more important," Nyx smiled at them, shaking her head. "I can protect myself

as they thought. If

Before the trial began, she had undergone special fighting training. If she got serious, there

at Nyx's slender figure,

'Protect ourselves? She can hardly even escape, let alone fight someone. It looks like she'd trip after running

to argue with her further, telling her not to push herself, a few Sea Race Tribe guards hurried over, interrupting them,

animal-skin bundle. Nyx took it, opened it, and found it filled

knife, holding it in her hand

The little sea otter recognized it. “This is the one my dad always

from the hardest ivory, and its handle had become smooth to the touch, almost like jade, clearly often

feeling moved. She thought, 'Such a thoughtful

knife away and called Zayne, "Let's go. We'll send the

guards quickly stopped her. "The chieftain specifically said you

safe here now," they said, looking around, locking eyes with the Monkey Tribe and Rhino Tribe's direction. Those guys hadn't left yet. "You'd better not separate from the group and act alone. It's better to stay

all, those guys could do anything, and Nyx and Zayne were

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linger. They took the little sea otter with them, and the main force was already

only stand still, watching them leave. She kept watching until the group turned a few corners and disappeared from view. Then she bent down, picked up the bamboo basket by her feet, and continued organizing her things. Food, clothes, and weapons for immediate use-everything went into the bamboo basket. Cotton,

goods she had exchanged for by teaching everyone how to make bamboo baskets and carts,

Nyx was exhausted and turned into a little rabbit, collapsing into her mate's arms,

her fatigue. "I should have done the packing. You could have just

that bad." The little rabbit shook her

did was nothing compared to what Zayne had to do-carrying all this stuff on a long journey back to the tribe.

were even more than

heavier, but the faces of the people showed

walk slower and spend a few extra days on the road. It was

season, they could still fill their stomachs, and they'd have more energy to cultivate land and grow various

wait to return to the tribe and share the good

a command from Zayne, the team lined up neatly, as though trained, setting off in a grand procession. Secretly, pairs

gone?" The chieftain of the Rhino Tribe suddenly stood up,

exchanging a silent look with the chieftain of the Monkey Tribe. He thought, 'If they dare to

attack the Wolf Tribe together? Why have those monkeys

were keeping a distance,

Let us charge first?

always cunning, full of schemes, and calculating. They were definitely not suitable

moment, and impatiently waved his hand. "You know

ground, track targets, and with their numbers, they could boost

Tribe, we'll just give them a bit

the chieftain of

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said, his eyes gleaming with a dark

also had its

the loot for himself,

complain

that were about to be his, the Rhinos' chieftain greedily swallowed and shifted into

the wolf pack dragged their belongings

her belly rising and falling. Suddenly, she caught a sound and instantly leapt up, turned her head to look behind, her eyes sharp and alert, no sign of drowsiness. "They're coming." She heard the tremors

hearing and sharpness were the best in the Wolf Tribe. She could hear sounds from a great

wasn't just here for fun at the Grand Trade Market; she had the

charge; their footsteps

twitching as she carefully assessed. "I haven't heard anything from the Monkey

seemed that the only threat they had to face was the herd of

hesitated for a moment, making a plan

jungle

last rays of light.

grayish-white Rhino chieftain charged ahead like

at a nearly mad