Bab 221: The alliance of five village

"Father, are we really going to make an alliance with those North Village bastards?" a young man with short black hair asked, his face creased in a frown.

"We have no choice," the middle-aged man sternly replied, his own expression marked by a frown. "What distinguishes an enemy from a friend? It all depends on the interests of the forces, and for now, our priority is to survive this calamity."

"When I was first informed by the North Village, I didn't believe it. After all, the beast tide happened not too long ago. But when I sent my own people to investigate, it was true," he sighed, his silver hair reminiscent of the young man's.

"And this time, the beast tide is even more terrifying than the previous one. Surviving for our village will be the true challenge. As for revenge, just forget about it."

"But I am not reconciled."

"Sigh, leave, Earl," the father said, his tone heavy.