Chapitre 89: 89 – The Redtooth Tribe

I moved to the front of the Tribe's gate and fast-forwarded again. It's a few minutes for me, but for the people of this Tribe, it's a day and a night. Then, the fast-forward feature stopped by itself, just as I saw seven men with Tosa as the leader. They all looked fatigued and shabby, but their gazes were fixed straight ahead.

Several guards, who were also more numerous than usual, immediately lined up in front of the gate. Some of them whispered to each other, wondering why so few returned. Some were poking their heads at the group, perhaps looking for someone they knew.

"Hey, is this how you treat us, your own comrades!?" Tosa snapped. "We just returned from a deadly mission! We are tired and hungry! And you guys are blocking our way!"

One of the brown-skinned guards came to Tosa with a smile. "Sorry, this is an order from our leader."