I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 302: Sunflower’s Inner Thoughts

The next day, Thomas hurriedly set off, taking Luci with him.

Eric went to see them off, worried both about their safety on the road and that the Snow Wolves of the Kon tribe and the Queen tribe wouldn’t agree to come back.

"Don’t worry, Chief Karin and my father are close friends; they won’t fail," Max said comfortingly, seeing him frown.

Eric slowly relaxed his knitted brows: "I hope so. I hope everything goes smoothly."

Sending the two off with good hopes, Eric felt the burden on his shoulders grow heavier now that both Thomas and Joseph were not in the tribe.

Right, Mat was still waiting to go home. Those Elves had to finish their work quickly; only after they left could Max and the others safely take Mat back.

He thought of the beast cub at home. He had promised to take him back at the beginning of spring, but now more than half of spring had passed, and there was still no time.

As for the Elves, Eric said they hadn’t left because their work wasn’t finished, but he knew in his heart that these Elves were always waiting for Evan to appear.

Aside from taking the opportunity to see them once on the first day, Evan never showed his face again, only practicing magic more diligently. Sometimes he would leave for several days and nights without returning, painstakingly training natural magic in the dense forest.

Eric couldn’t guess Evan’s thoughts either, only secretly assuming that perhaps he was still afraid of being ridiculed and wanted to quickly turn back into an Elf before showing himself. Unfortunately, this was not an easy task.

He could feel that Arthur’s progress was even faster than Evan’s. On the day of brick firing, that guy could breathe fire, and on the day they found Max and Flower, the roar Arthur emitted to scare the demon beasts didn’t sound like a sound a human body could produce.

But Eric kept these words hidden and didn’t tell Evan.

Evan was so proud. If he knew his sworn enemy was progressing faster than him, he was already anxious, and knowing this would definitely make him even more impatient. What if he suffered from Qi deviation...

Eric shook his head, dispelling this terrible thought.

Every member of the Elf tribe had their own pride. Evan was already the humblest among them; he only revealed his bad temper when facing Arthur.

When he first picked up Evan, Eric remembered that at the Gray tribe, Evan didn’t mind the dirt or fatigue, helping the Dwarves clean up the collapsed houses, appearing very approachable.

Besides this, Eric was most worried about how to tell Max about Evan’s identity. Keeping this secret all the time made him feel very guilty, as if he had done something bad.

He and Max were partners. Although because this body was still a beast cub, their relationship had always been pure, only kissing and hugging for a while when they really couldn’t help it.

In Eric’s perception, it was best for partners and spouses not to have secrets, especially since Evan’s identity was relatively sensitive to the Snow Wolf tribe. Keeping it from Max forever made Eric uneasy.

But he also had his own worries. The Snow Wolves and the Elves also had a blood feud. Although the biggest cause of the death of this body’s parents back then was the plot of the Black Wolf tribe, the Elf tribe was also one of the main culprits.

Eric was just a soul who had accidentally transmigrated and didn’t inherit the hatred of the ancients, but he also kept the tribesmen in his heart and didn’t want to put them in a difficult position for his own selfishness. Max was his partner, and he had the right to know the truth.

Evan had given him the symbiotic leaf representing his second life; such heavy trust had been given. Eric didn’t want to hurt this person, nor did he want to hurt that person. He hesitated for a few days, plus there had been many things recently, so he hadn’t had time to explain clearly.

In the end, his partner’s feelings were more important. It was just that Eric hadn’t found a suitable opportunity to speak up yet.

He hoped that Max, who had always been steady, wouldn’t act impulsively and disregard the teacher-student and friendship feelings Eric had for Evan. Evan’s magical strength couldn’t be underestimated either.

Evan could fight a Dragon to a draw, so he was certainly no pushover.

Eric didn’t know if his magic had fully recovered or if he could cast forbidden spells, but if they really fought and Evan unleashed a forbidden spell on the Snow Wolf tribe, Eric really didn’t dare to imagine the consequences...

One Evan, one Arthur - these two combat forces were top-tier and not to be trifled with easily.

How should he say it... Eric scratched his chin.

The number of people in the tribe had increased a lot, and the daily food consumption had doubled. After seeing Thomas and Luci off, Max had taken the warriors out hunting early.

Sunflower couldn’t sit still and also led more than ten Tiger warriors, insisting on hunting with Max, wanting to compete to see who caught more prey.

Beastmen worshipped strength, and the Tiger tribe even more so. The last time Sunflower came to the Hadu tribe, he wanted to compete with Max, but Tan stopped him.

Now they were guests, and considering the existence of the Golden Kingdom, the relationship was a bit subtle. Although Sunflower was itching for a fight, he couldn’t act abruptly, so he proposed a hunting competition to Max to relieve his boredom.

In the beastman world, there was an unofficial power ranking.

The overall strength of the Tiger tribe was stronger than the Wolf tribe; this was indisputable, but there were exceptions. From the moment Sunflower met Max, he had an instinctive feeling that this was a rare Snow Wolf worthy of being his opponent.

Sunflower was one of the top warriors of the Tiger tribe; otherwise, leading such important missions wouldn’t have fallen to him.

Back then, the reason the Tiger tribe agreed to establish a kingdom with the Golden Lion tribe was that there was a sense of mutual appreciation since the strength of these two tribes wasn’t much different.

In the subconscious of the Golden Lion and Tiger tribes, the Wolf and Leopard tribes were slightly weaker, the Bear tribe only knew how to use brute force, and small beastmen like the Cat tribe were not even in their eyes.

Years ago, when the Black Wolf tribe wanted to cause trouble, they were unhesitatingly driven away by the joint forces of other tribes.

And the reason why the Golden Lion people became kings wasn’t because of a difference in strength, but because the Tiger tribe indeed didn’t have talents skilled in governing a country, so they took a step back.

Unfortunately, the throne had never been easy to sit on. Besides strength and wisdom, one must have a firm heart. Clearly, the reigning Golden Lion was not one of those.

Besides wanting to take the opportunity to compete with Max, Sunflower also wanted to go out and relieve his boredom. He had been under too much pressure lately; every day, if he wasn’t thinking of ways to deal with small beastmen, he was thinking about a pile of trivial matters in the kingdom.

Especially after coming to the Hadu tribe, he became even more troubled.

The number of people here wasn’t even a fraction of the kingdom’s, yet different beastmen and even Dwarves worked together with one heart, without many schemes or calculations. This was the life suitable for beastmen.

Sunflower knew that at least the warriors he led thought so.

The Tiger tribe was no longer the united Tiger tribe of the past, and Sunflower was very clear about this in his heart.

Obviously, everyone established the Golden Kingdom for a better life back then; why had it turned into what it was today?

It wasn’t that Sunflower didn’t have regrets in his heart.