"You all rest well; if you need anything, I will definitely call you."
Eric smiled and said to the Horned Goat people.
Asat and the others nodded with serious expressions.
At this moment, the tent flap was lifted again. Along with the cold air rushing in came Michael, who had just gone out. He carried a bamboo tube in one hand and held a small golden lion wearing only a small grayish-white sweater in the other, striding over.
"Brother!" Leo happily jumped into Eric’s arms, rubbing his small head contentedly.
Michael also handed the bamboo tube to Eric:
"Here, brought it for you."
Thomas was looking satisfyingly at Eric becoming more proficient in handling affairs. Seeing the bamboo tube Michael brought, he couldn’t help but be a bit curious, sniffing it, then smiled knowingly.
Joseph didn’t have such a keen sense of smell; he tried to stand on his tiptoes to see clearly what was inside.
Eric looked down and saw Joseph’s struggling appearance, unable to help but laugh. He didn’t keep them in suspense anymore and directly opened the lid of the bamboo tube.
The sweet scent of fruit instantly spread throughout the tent. Asat and the others standing in front couldn’t help swallowing their saliva.
This familiar yet strange smell... it was a bit like the fruits they usually picked, but the sweetness was a bit richer. Ali couldn’t help but poke her head out to look closely at the bamboo tube in Eric’s hand.
Everyone in the Hadu tribe smelled it and knew what was inside; they had all eaten quite a bit of this stuff.
Eric took a handful of red candies from the bamboo tube and held them out to the craving Ali. Ali blankly reached out to receive them; the red candies fell into her palm like a pattering rain.
"This is fruit candy I made with raspberries; you guys taste it."
He continued to distribute candy to each Horned Goat person.
The beast cubs hadn’t recovered their spirits yet. Eric didn’t rush to approach them, only handing the remaining half tube of candy to a Horned Goat person standing nearby, signaling them to share it with the cubs.
Candy was extremely precious to beastmen.
The Horned Goat person looked blankly at the large handful of candy in their hand; the one assigned to care for the cubs was even given half a tube, staring wide-eyed, daring not to move.
Only after hearing that Eric made it himself did they dare to share some with the cubs.
Ali carefully put a piece of candy in her mouth. The sweet fruit flavor flowed into her throat; it was a taste she had never experienced before. She even felt it was sweeter and more fragrant than the honey they occasionally obtained.
"Is all of this for me?" She couldn’t quite believe it, asking dazedly while raising her hand.
The other Horned Goat people also stared blankly at the candies in their palms, not daring to eat.
Their hunting ability was not equal to the Snow Wolf people, and they usually ate mostly vegetarian food. Apart from the gathered plants that could be traded for a few things, they couldn’t afford human sugar.
The Horned Goat cubs huddling together were young after all; unable to resist the temptation of candy, they opened their mouths to let the adults feed them a piece.
The candy Eric made used real ingredients; the raspberry aroma was strong, sour and sweet, a flavor other candies couldn’t match. The cubs naturally couldn’t resist, one by one making small happy noises.
Seeing these cubs cheer up a bit after eating candy, Eric smiled with satisfaction.
"It’s okay, you guys taste it too. This wasn’t traded from humans; I made it myself." Seeing Asat, Ake, and the others daring not to eat, Eric persuaded them.
Saying that, he also fed Leo in his arms a piece.
After Eric persuaded them again, the Horned Goat people finally put a piece in their mouths; they couldn’t bear to eat the rest, putting them all into the leather pouches at their waists.
Having used candy to soothe the Horned Goat people’s mood somewhat, Eric held Leo and left with Thomas and the others, intending to go to the old earthen house to check on the injured first.
Asat hurriedly chased after them, asking worriedly:
"Young chief, I want to go back to the tribe to check if my parents and tribesmen are still alive..."
Towards the end, his voice began to choke up.
Eric felt uncomfortable in his heart. He understood Asat’s feelings but couldn’t let him go back recklessly like that.
"If you go back now, and the Whirlwind Lizard is still there, are you sure you can escape again? You can’t let down your parents and tribesmen."
He couldn’t bear to speak the harsh truth, only trying his best to extinguish his thought.
Asat lowered his head sadly, saying nothing.
Sighing, Thomas patted the shoulder of the young man in front of him:
"I am also a father. If that day comes, I absolutely do not hope for my son to run back and throw away his life. Think it over carefully."
Ake also chased out, pulling the stubborn Asat back:
"My mother is gone. Now you are the strongest warrior in the tribe; if something happens to you too, what will the tribesmen do? And Ali, what will she do?"
Speaking of this, his voice also carried a sob:
"I am useless, not as strong as my mother, unable to protect the tribesmen, but you are different."
Asat’s stubborn expression wavered a bit. He tried to suppress the grief and indignation in his heart, punching his own chest hard several times.
Eric looked up at Max beside him, asking hesitantly:
"Does the Whirlwind Lizard attack beastmen for food or territory?"
"A tier-eight magic beast doesn’t lack food; they don’t even need to eat often. I think maybe it wanted to expand its territory, but it’s also very strange; tier-eight magic beasts usually have fixed territories..." Max also didn’t quite understand.
But it was certain that the Whirlwind Lizard definitely didn’t attack the Horned Goat tribe for food.
"Then isn’t it even more dangerous? The Whirlwind Lizard is very likely still there." Eric said worriedly.
Luci pondered for a moment:
"How about this, tomorrow Thomas will take you there, but you cannot get close; you can only go when your safety is ensured. Especially remember, a tier-eight magic beast’s senses are very sharp."
Not letting Asat go, she couldn’t bear it. Putting herself in his shoes, no one would ignore their tribesmen, let alone his relatives being inside. Wanting to go back and search was reasonable.
But letting Asat go alone wouldn’t do, even leading a few Horned Goat people wouldn’t work.