"Trolls like, gifts!"
"Willing, to work!"
Seeing that Bang Bang, the leader of the troll tribe, said this, Guilliman showed a satisfied smile.
As expected of natural beasts of burden; as long as they were fed and slept well, they were willing to work, and quite diligently.
He planned to dig a very deep cellar nearby after choosing the camp location.
Then, he would put all these fishemen corpses in it, and then use Northern Wind bombs, or ask Triss to help with a freezing spell, to freeze these corpses and create a simple ice storage.
This way, thousands of fishemen corpses would definitely be enough for these dozen or so trolls to eat for two or three months.
If there were more battles later and more corpses were obtained, they would probably have food for half a year or even a year.
This was simply recycling waste, saving the trouble of dealing with corpses and also saving the trolls' compensation. It was a win-win, quite perfect.
However, after he and the troll Bang Bang finished negotiating, Guilliman noticed that Priscilla and Ged's gazes towards him seemed to have become strange.
It was as if they were looking at an unscrupulous capitalist.
Hey, hey, hey!
This was a mutually beneficial arrangement, wasn't it?
Win-win! Win-win!
Even if he paid the trolls wages, these clumsy fellows wouldn't know how to use them. Being able to eat and drink well was already considered a happy life for the troll race.
After returning to the Blackhawk, Triss had already begun treating the wounded. Seeing Guilliman and the others return safely, the sorceress quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
However, when Blackbeard and the others saw the huge Forest Troll following behind them, they all showed expressions of surprise and vigilance.
Not everyone regarded trolls as intelligent creatures. In the minds of most common folk, trolls were even more dangerous and to be avoided than black bears or wild wolves.
Because these big fellows were incredibly strong, and their temper was unpredictable and stubborn, making them difficult to understand.
For ordinary people, a casual bump from a troll meant either death or serious injury. Their natural defense made it very difficult for ordinary people to harm them, except with heavy military weapons.
Fortunately, everyone trusted Guilliman. After the Witcher's explanation, they reluctantly accepted the fact that a group of Forest Trolls would become their allies.
About half an hour later, accompanied by a mighty, or rather, chaotic and noisy, commotion...
A dozen or so Forest Trolls, over two meters tall, stomped out of the forest with huge, clanking footsteps and approached them.
This was the troll tribe on Black Gull Island. And indeed, their combined presence was comparable to human heavy cavalry.
If these big fellows were to wear full metal armor, it would be hard to imagine how intimidating they would be.
Fortunately, with the previous explanation, the human side no longer regarded the trolls as enemies. They just looked at these big fellows with a bit of a headache as they clumsily helped them move supplies.
From time to time, one or two trolls would secretly pick up charred fishemen corpses from the ground, munching loudly, with juice splattering, which made some people feel a bit disgusted.
However, as the indigenous inhabitants of this island, Bang Bang's intelligence was quite good; at least he could communicate smoothly.
After Guilliman's inquiries, they found a suitable location for a temporary camp in a valley near the forest.
This place was surrounded by mountains on two sides, and the terrain was relatively high. It was also not far from the island's only water source, the lake where the Lady of the Lake had once performed a miracle, causing the troll race to offer their faith.
It was perfectly situated to support and protect each other with the troll tribe.
Moreover, the lake where the goddess had performed a miracle seemed to have a certain repellent effect on evil underwater creatures. At least, Bang Bang had said that the evil fishemen generally wouldn't attack this area.
After confirming the temporary camp, the next step was to build it.
In this regard, Guilliman was an amateur and knew nothing. Fortunately, Blackbeard Zord and his uncle Ged were experienced and voluntarily took on tasks such as designing the camp and setting up tents.
Guilliman also confidently entrusted all these matters to them, while he planned to take some time to explore the entire Black Gull Island.
Furthermore, although this battle was won, they still needed to ascertain the casualties of the fishemen and how they would act in the future, and at least come up with some countermeasures.
However, events moved faster than plans.
On the second day after landing on Black Gull Island, Triss somehow suddenly received important information.
She quickly found Guilliman and then said with a solemn expression:
"It's bad, Guilliman."
"Princess Adda, she was attacked by an assassin and is now seriously wounded, being protected in the palace."
"We need to go back immediately."
Even Guilliman was surprised by this sudden news.
This should have been something that didn't happen in the original game.
Princess Adda, as Foltest's heir, had been well protected until the Kingdom of Temeria was defeated and occupied by the Nilfgaardian Empire.
However, he quickly remembered that the sorceress Margarita was also in Vizima at this time.
With this senior healer who could perform limb regeneration and even organ replacement...
As long as Princess Adda wasn't killed on the spot, she should be able to be saved.
Thinking that Princess Adda was the most important connection he had established in the Kingdom of Temeria, Guilliman didn't hesitate and quickly said to Triss:
"Let's put aside matters here for now; we need to go back quickly."
"Perhaps there's something we can do to help with the princess's injuries."
Triss nodded seriously.
Fortunately, with this powerful sorceress present, Guilliman and she didn't need to return to the city by boat.
After fully entrusting all camp affairs to Blackbeard Zord and Ged, the uncle and nephew...
Triss immediately opened a portal in the camp, and then she and Guilliman hastily stepped through it.
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