Chapter 429: Racial Differences

After a few days, at the Vashara village.

The guards on top of the wall of the village had terrified looks on their faces as they turned around to look at the white wooden mask of a girl.

"Priestess...what shall we do. He is..." The guard said while pointing in the opposite direction of the village.

There, where he was pointing was what looked like a massive army of undead marching towards their way.

Wearing bone armor and in their hollow eyes, bright dark green flames burning. They walked in their direction.

And leading them was none other than Danzel with his 5 Anabast, Talon, Baron, Sylas, Rayone, and Leyone.

Though the people of Vashara, have given that existence the name of...

"Harsch Death and his Lording Shadows are coming back...also, those cursed warriors-! The amount is-! Priestess! What should we do!?" One guard who was clearly younger than the other guards yelled in panic.

"..." The priestess didn't immediately reply, but instead gazed at the army of undead marching towards their way.

A frown planted on her face, which was covered by her white wooden mask thankfully.

'So he is really coming back...' The priestess thought with mixed feelings.

She felt relief as the great hunter Shin'Yen was probably alive with the others that followed the King of Cursed Warriors. At least she hoped that this would have been the case, as losing their great hunter would have been as great of a loss as it would be of her dying.

Though also the fact that the King of the Cursed Warriors was a bad omen of the entirety of their village. If he chooses to make the whole village join the ranks of his army, they would be helpless even if each person run in a different direction.

No, rather than risk, it would be but a matter of time before they would die. The undead stationed in their village has proven their strength to be equal to a veteran hunter. Getting away from those alone would be difficult.

The last thing that started to worry her, was the build-off of reverence on her people, calling the King of the Cursed Warrior and the small child with him the two missing primordial gods that have never been sighted except their ancestor.

Although the knowledge of their ancestor pointed out that those beings were indeed the gods that they worshipped or believed in, she still found it hard to believe as few details of her knowledge were different that those two.

She was also confused why now, why did those beings appear now, in their generation of offspring instead of a generation before?

Because she had the knowledge of her ancestor, she had her doubts, but her fellow people?

More and more were associating the two beings as the primordial gods.

And she could do nothing about this fact.

"Pristress! What shall we do...?" The older guard asked with a worried look.

His question made her push her thoughts back and focus on the problem in front of Vashara.

"Open the gates, we are going to prepare to welcome the primordial gods back..." She said with heavy words before going down the wall.

She quickly went out to gather the people to greet the suppose primordial gods back in their village.

And just as she gathered all the people in front of the gate that was opening, the cursed warriors had also in their village also gathered in their own ranks in lines.

And as the new build gate, much inferior to the one they had of before opened, the being with a dreaded aura stinking of death walked inside their village once more, followed by the army of undead.

The dreaded being then called one of the stationed cursed warriors of their village to what she guessed was informing him of the situation of the village.

She couldn't hear their conversation, but she still managed to hear the last word of the King of the Cursed Warriors.

"Ridiculous." He said before staring with his dark green flaring eyes towards her.

Walking towards and looking down at her, his cold emotionless voice came said.

"It seems that you kept the village in place in my absence, priestess."

His seer cold voice brought a shiver down her spine.

Gulping down her fear, the priestess responded with a calm voice.

"It is but natural to follow the will of the primordial god and for everyone to welcome his arrival."

"Welcome me, huh? Quite the use of words." Danzel said while staring at the villagers who had a hint of fear and hate towards him. Making the priestess have an awkward expression behind her mask.

"My people-"

Before she could finish though, Danzel stopped her.

"I don't plan or care enough to hear excuses, as long as they behave, I don't care. More importantly, I brought material for the blacksmith to use, bring your blacksmith to follow me. I will be acquired with that. In turn, I have another job for you people."

Nodding her head, she turned her head and stared at one particular old man who was quite muscular despite his age.

"I am the blacksmith of this little village, Harsch Death. The name is Bolrorg." The old man said while directly staring Danzel in his ethereal eyes without flinching.

Danzel stared at the man for a bit before nodding.

"Bolrorg, you will be following me." Danzel said as he internally commanded his undead who were gathering the supplies of the metal iron to pass through and go toward the blacksmithing workshop.

Bolrorg's eyes lighten up in surprise at the amount of ore and grinned to himself, Danzel though ignored it.

"You people, come forward!" Danzel said as he looked behind him.

The villagers of Vashara were at first confused and shocked by those words, but a few seconds later, they were surprised.

Among the army of the cursed warriors, fellow fox people started to walk through.

And compared to the villagers of Vashara, almost every one of them had some other racial characteristic, but mostly similar.

Where the racial characteristic was clear to see though were 4 people.

One of them was a woman with black and white hair, a color of hair and tail that has never been seen by any of the people of Vashara.

The woman was quite beautiful, but she had an aura of strength around her.

Though the girl next to her among the 4 shocked many of the young people and were somewhat excited by the beauty.

Having tails far more than ever seen, and some gentle fur around her neck, she brought forth a charm of pure beauty and gentleness.

Even the fox people of the same sex were attracted to her.

As for the other two, it was two men that also brought a surprise to the people of Vashara.

One of the men was muscular which was both thin and muscular at the same time but everyone's eyes landed on his hands which were protected by some bones like some kind of carapace, making his hand look like some kind of claw.

But compared to him, the other man raised more shocks as the man had a single golden tail.

The color of his hair wasn't that unusual, but the very fact that a man had a tail was never before seen. It was something only seen by females of their race.

Seeing those people, many started to whisper among themselves.

"Look at her hair black and white hair, it's as if she has been blessed by the primordial themselves."

"Or cursed...look at her, she looks so scary..."

"Look at her tails! How does she have so many!? Also, the fur on her neck is so beautiful..."

"If I could mate with her..."

"Idiot, shut your mouth~!"

"Hey, look at that guy's hand, he looks like he has claws."

"Is that a weapon or do those claws come out of his body?"

"That one with the golden hair...doesn't he look like a man? Why does he have a tail?"

"Idiot! It's clearly a girl dressing as a man, are you blind and you can't tell the difference between the two?"

Those 4 people brought so much attraction that they almost forgot that Danzel was in front of them.

Almost.

They whispered to one another so as not to be heard by Danzel.

Though their attempts were hopeless as Danzel was able to hear every single worth thanks to him being a 4th-tier. In fact, any of the 3rd-tier could hear such whispers.

Danzel frowned internally, but he decided to ignore it and finish his command.

"Priestess, I will be entrusting does people to you. Make sure that none dies." Danzel said as he walked passed her.

"Come, Bolrorg." Danzel called the old blacksmith.

"Yes! Harsch Death."

The priestess, in turn, was quite in shock as of now and simply stared at the supposed primordial Harsch Deathleaving, followed by the Lording Shadows and the small girl that they called the primordial god of White Life or Shiro Life.

Shiro waved towards the fox people not from Vashara before following Danzel.

The undead army also started to go into action to follow the command of their liege, a command that the priestess had no idea of.

Making her people and herself stare at the newly arrived fox people.

'They must be from different tribes, but I never heard of tribes with such differences from us. But that doesn't matter now, the food required to feed all of them, the houses and...'

It was as if a whole box of problems was dropped on top of her head to deal with.

Just thinking about all the problems that this amount of people would bring such as food shortage made her feel a headache.

Looking down at the ground filled with snow, she couldn't help but mumble.

"What should I do..."

In the next moment though, a man walked in front of her and patted her head.

"Priestress..."

Raising her head in surprise and looking at who it was, she put a warm smile behind her mask.

"Hunter Shin'Yen, I know." She said while staring at the newly arrived fox people.

Putting all future problems aside, she looked straight at all the fox people and said with a warm voice.

"Welcome to our village, Vashara."