After another night's rest and a day's march, Blade Tusk finally led the main force to the banks of the Black River.
After the hunters Earth Tusk had specifically left on the far bank returned with this news, Earth Tusk crossed the river himself to Blade Tusk's side.
The still-young Witch Doctor began waving excitedly from a long way off.
"Speaker, Earth Tusk has come to report."
Only when he was nearly in front of Blade Tusk did he barely suppress his excitement and lower his voice as he spoke.
"You've worked hard. The vanguard's task was completed very well. Thanks to your efforts, the main force I led was able to arrive here so smoothly."
Using a term he had forcefully coined himself, Blade Tusk spared no praise.
He was indeed quite satisfied with this junior.
Whether it was locating campsites or preparing supplies for overnight stays, he had done an excellent job and saved the main force a great deal of time.
"Not at all. That was also because of your trust."
As he spoke, Earth Tusk's eyes shone with almost worshipful admiration. Though more rational than the common Trolls, he was clearly one of Blade Tusk's devoted followers.
Blade Tusk nodded encouragingly, then asked, "How was it? Did the messenger arrive safely last night? Were the scouting parties sent out?"
"Yes. Last night, we received the message brought back by the hunters returning from your side. But I waited until sunrise this morning before dispatching the scouts."
"Mm, that's fine. You did well. Night still carries some risks. So, how is the situation?"
"Since we were unable to get too close to the Finae Tribe for observation, the intelligence is not very detailed. But judging from the size and equipment of the hunting parties that set out