章 239: Faster Than Changing One's Underwear

Outside the walls of Stronghold GC-06, the main force of the Iceborn Wolf Tribe gathered behind the leading wolf-man, Chief Fenrigos, as they gazed at the foreign settlement. 

With the entirety of their tribe crossing over to the new world, 150-thousand wolf-people has been gathered to this one area. 

"Chief Fenrigos, I can smell the scent of our tribesmen behind these walls. The scent of Lord Bahram and the stench of blood is especially intense. If I'm not wrong, they have just finished conquering this settlement," a wolf-man reported. 

"Do you think your sense of smell is superior to mine? Of course, I already know that. No need to state the obvious," Chief Fenrigos stated before he began to frown, "What is this Bahram doing, taking his time? He should have answered my call already."

Just as Chief Fenrigos grew impatient, Albion's figure appeared from atop the wall before he gazed down at them with Fenrira, Fenriri, and Fenrio.