"Princess, you truly should not have chased that Flying Green Toad alone!"
"If anything had happened, how was I supposed to answer to the King?" After arriving before Saine and the other, the elderly Level-4 Huya man did not even spare Saine—whose outward life level only appeared to be Level-3—a glance. Instead, he spoke earnestly to Gemora at Saine's side.
"What could possibly happen? Grandfather Jida, don't you trust my strength?"
"Let me introduce you. This is Baus; he was the one who lent me a hand just now."
"Because I accidentally damaged his craft, he'll be traveling with us for a while," Gemora said.
Only then did the elderly Level-4 Huya man turn to look at Saine. He nodded without saying much.
"Grandfather Jida, how is the war on Green Luo World going?" Gemora asked as she led Saine toward the Cosmic Spaceship.
"It has basically ended. The King has ordered the tribal warriors to gradually withdraw from Green Luo World."
"But the Riskman people still have objections regarding the mercenary payment owed to us," the old man casually replied.
"Those stingy, stubborn Iron Box Creatures!" Gemora could not help cursing.
The Huya people were quite powerful in the Surrounding Starfield. Seeing how exceptionally orderly their legion formations were, and how the quality of their rank-and-file warriors was not low either, Saine judged that this interstellar wandering race might have already surpassed ordinary Low-Level Planes.
Moreover, the Huya people should also have a Complete Rule Plane where they were permanently based. Otherwise, replenishing and training their lower-level troops, as well as maintaining their warships and airships, would be a major problem.
As for why these Huya people did not settle in one corner and pursue long-term development, instead remaining in a constant state of wandering throughout the Star