"Shed snake skin is great; I’ve wanted to try using snake skin to make boots for a long time!" Eric was overjoyed.
Max smiled indulgently.
He took the huge bundles that looked like they were straining Michael from his hands with one hand, lifting them as if they weighed nothing, only afraid of bumping into Eric.
His other free hand held Eric’s hand, and the two walked forward side by side.
Balu and Kiet also took the bundles from Michael and Grass, laughing loudly as they walked together towards the tribe.
The beastmen who were a bit further away also ran over, noisily surrounding the group, happily greeting Max, Michael, and Grass whom they hadn’t seen for a long time.
Wait until Sam heard this news. Besides surprise, the first feeling was relief; he didn’t need to be anxious and apprehensive anymore.
He deliberately spoke a bit louder: "This is great, so Eric doesn’t need to worry anymore. I saw that he has missed Max for a long time; they are partners after all, hahaha."
The beastman who ran to the cafeteria to report the news happily ran out again, leaving behind a bunch of people stunned by the good news.
Hearing Sam say this, Anna huffed coldly, then a trace of joy also appeared on her face.
He was her biological son after all. Michael had been gone for more than a month; saying she didn’t miss him would be a lie.
The group walked out one after another. Anna initially acted aloof, but being pulled by Wind, she also began to speed up.
Sam glanced around. Everyone was happy. The only person with a gloomy expression was Arthur. His expression was so cold that Sam had never seen it before.
All along, the Arthur they saw was gluttonous and liked to cling to Eric. Although his appearance always made Sam feel uncomfortable, his personality was largely carefree.
This was the first time Sam saw such an expression on Arthur’s face. A kind of beastman’s sixth sense immediately made the back of his neck go cold; this feeling only existed when encountering high-level magical beasts.
He knew Arthur was a top powerhouse in the human world, but this feeling...
Sam didn’t want to think deeply, carrying unease as he walked out.
After everyone had left, Arthur no longer hid it. His raised eyes suddenly turned from obsidian black to dark gold. Due to anger, his pupils contracted into a vertical line.
If his memory hadn’t recovered, perhaps Arthur wouldn’t know why he was angry.
But the current him was a Dragon tribe member who had lived for more than five hundred years. Awakening inherited memories through a blessing in disguise, how could he not figure out the cause?
He moved his lips, uttering a word: "Eric."
On the other side, the beastmen surrounding Max and the others became more and more numerous, like a big ball, moving all the way to Eric’s house.
His house wasn’t big enough to hold everyone, so they smacked their lips and left here to go to work.
Hearing the news, Thomas and Luci ran over at the fastest speed. Luci didn’t even have time to pay attention to Anna, who raised her eyebrows as soon as she saw her. Luci rushed to Max’s side, checking her son up and down. Finding he wasn’t injured, her tense expression relaxed.
"Good, you kids are finally back. Worried us to death, you brat."
Thomas slapped Max’s shoulder hard.
Max ignored him, first unloading all the things on his body and placing them in the courtyard.
A group of beastmen were all very interested in this but said nothing. Seeing Eric had no intention of opening them on the spot, they very tactfully looked away.
After chatting for a while, the patrol warriors also returned, walking straight this way, eagerly rushing into Eric’s house one by one.
When the Dwarves built the house for Eric, they considered that beastmen liked spacious spaces, so they built it very large; it never felt cramped. Today, Eric finally experienced the feeling of a house being too crowded.
Jessica excitedly hugged Grass. Not long after, Leo and other cubs also ran over. Flower jumped into her sister’s arms, calling affectionately: "Sister, you’re back!"
The clansmen’s intense reaction couldn’t be blamed. Previously, clansmen would also travel far, but if it wasn’t the Red Grass tribe, it was the familiar Snow Wolf tribe.
This time, Max and the others took Mat to find her family. The place where the Snake tribe lived concentrated was towards the Magical Beast Forest, very far from where the Snow Wolves lived. Moreover, it was full of danger, with more magical beasts of stronger levels.
Everyone was very worried in their hearts, so when these three came back, the clansmen were so excited.
Kevin excitedly hugged each person, especially Max. If he hadn’t been grabbed by the collar and dragged away, he would have wanted to hug for a while longer.
"You’re finally back. You don’t know, during the time you guys were gone, I suffered greatly. Sigh, now I’m relieved, missed you guys to death."
Thomas unhappily punched him on the head with his fist: "Isn’t it because you have no ambition? Learning from that lazy Sam. Told you to train, but you don’t try hard."
Kevin looked miserable and dared not resist, shrinking his neck.
Suddenly becoming collateral damage, Sam could only secretly pout, not daring to speak up to refute.
Because he voluntarily ran to the cafeteria to work, he hadn’t participated in training or hunting for a long time, being lazy openly and honestly...
Those who came here were the oldest clansmen. As for the Queen and Kon tribes of the Snow Wolves, as well as the small beastmen, they naturally didn’t come over; they didn’t know that the Hadu tribe had a few people away.
Max raised an eyebrow, looking towards Kevin: "What did you do again?"
"It’s not me." Kevin sighed, recounting the story of Galvin constantly challenging him.
Max had heard of this number one warrior of the Queen tribe. The situation of the Queen tribe made the combat power of the remaining warriors generally higher by a level. Thomas had also evaluated that Galvin’s combat power was not inferior to his.
He said combatively: "I’ve wanted to fight him for a long time. If he also has this intention, then it’s just right."
This bunch of battle maniacs. Eric rolled his eyes: "That guy Galvin is really annoying; why hasn’t he given up yet?"
But hearing that Galvin was very powerful, besides worry, he was also quite curious about who was stronger between Galvin and Max. After all, Max was the male lead in the story. Someone who could compete with Max was also a talent, just that his brain wasn’t very good.
"Forget it, you just fight him once. Having Uncle Thomas suppress him forever isn’t a solution. This guy is really too stubborn, thinking in one track." Eric sighed, speaking helplessly.
Since being defeated by Arthur last time, Galvin remained unconvinced.
In his opinion, the warriors of the Hadu tribe must defeat him for him to be willing. Otherwise, even the order of his mother, Queen, couldn’t change his mind.
Towards this stubborn guy, Eric really sympathized with Kevin.
According to Kevin’s complaints, as long as he was assigned to the same team as Galvin, whether hunting or patrolling, he always felt this guy staring at him...
Presumably, Galvin had also heard of Max’s reputation. After arriving here and not seeing the person, he had always held back wanting to compare who was higher and who was lower.
Thomas also had a bit of a headache:
"Queen said long ago that although this son of hers has great strength and belongs to the top among all Snow Wolves, he is a stubborn mule. That’s why she has never found a suitable successor."
Saying that, he smugly thought, hehe, among their few close patriarchs, his luck was still the best.
Eric and Kevin both nodded in agreement. With such a personality, being a warrior was fine, but being a patriarch wasn’t very appropriate.