The Supporting Character's Harem Is Very Normal - Chapter 410: Sacrifice
Hearing that, Dorack went closer to the beast and was about to pull it away when Doba shouted: “What the hell are you doing?”
“Of course, I’m taking this. After all, you said that I couldn’t fulfil my promise, so it’s only natural that I take this away.” Dorack said.
“Impossible!” Doba angrily replied: “Huh! Even though you can’t repay the debt, this wild beast is considered food for everyone in the village.”
“After all, you are already very strong, and you can easily hunt a wild beast like this, but you are still stingy and won’t help everyone.”
“Look at everyone; they’re all so hungry they’re about to faint. Okay, you can go away, leave the beast here, consider this beast your pay for staying the next few days, and you can continue to stay in the village.”
“If you want to continue living in the village, you must bring a beast this big and water every three days. Of course, I won’t make things difficult for you, nor will I ask you to pick fruit.”
Hearing that, Dorack frowned. He looked at everyone, who were all greedily looking at the wild beast he had hunted.
He shook his head and sighed, then left, not wanting to stay in this rotten place anymore.
Doro watched Dorack leave and breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Dorack is very strong; if he gets angry and loses control, this entire village won’t be able to withstand his anger.
“Okay…” Doba then suddenly spoke: “Tonight, all the meat of this beast will be divided equally among everyone.”
“Wow! Doba, you are so tolerant.”
“Doba, you are more worthy of God’s power than Dorack.”
“Doba is so great.”
“Doba, the upcoming village chief position will definitely be yours; we will support you.”
Doba smiled with satisfaction, thinking cruelly: ‘Huh! The village chief of this ragged tribe… I don’t need it.’
‘When Dorack is kicked out of the tribe, I will burn this place down, steal all the women in this place, go to another tribe, and live a better life, hahahaha…’
….
Dorack returned to the house he built himself, without anyone else’s help.
But… that place had burned down, leaving only a few pieces of charred wood lying there and a pile of ashes.
Seeing the scene before him, Dorack was not worried or angry at all; his face showed indifference, as if it were not his house.
Then he shook his head and went deeper into the place where God was sitting.
Dorack looked at the tree stump where God used to sit, he felt strange, and thought to himself: ‘Strange, this tree… seems to have gotten a little bigger.’
In fact, the tree actually got a little bigger; the canopy spread out all around, and the leaves radiated a bit of an aura like gems.
Dorack frowned, thinking to himself: ‘It seems… even a tree that provides shade to God also receives a little blessing from God.’
‘From an ordinary tree to now becoming so majestic and divine… perhaps one day I will become like that too.’
Dorack carried that thought with him and returned to the place where he often practiced.
He took off his animal skin coat, revealing countless wounds on his body. Among them, there was a claw-like wound on the back, extending from the shoulder blade to the middle of the back. It was quite deep, but it had recovered..
However, his body was not weak at this time; on the contrary, he exuded an extremely terrifying aura.
Dorack clenched his hands, feeling the power flowing through his body.
During the past three days, he delved into an area about 10 days away from the battlefield. There were many wild beasts and low-level monsters in that place.
Dorack fought continuously for three days without resting; he got about seven gems similar to the ones he got from the wolf before.
Although the quality is not high, those 7 gems also help Dorack’s power increase a lot.
He could feel that his power had nearly doubled. However, he knew that was all his speculation, as he needed to test it further.
Besides, if Dorack wanted to, he could bring back more than just such a beast. However, he knew that the tribe would definitely not recognise him.
The tribesmen, including the village chief and Doba, will certainly not keep their promise. However, Dorack still hopes that there is an exception, hoping that among those stupid and senseless people there are still a few people who understand him.
But he was wrong; it seemed like no one understood him and no one was on his side.
That’s why he considered that wild beast to be the last gift he gave to the people of the tribe.
Dorack raised his head, looked up at the sky, and muttered: “From now on, the only person I respect and trust is God.”
After he finished speaking, he looked towards the big stone and began to practice.
…
In the evening, the tribesmen were happily enjoying the meat of the wild beast that Dorack brought, but Dorack was practicing frantically.
Dorack was now able to lift that large rock and walk about 100 meters. However, that still cannot compare to God’s request.
The distance he was to walk was about 1,000 metres; Dorack could only go 100 metres, which was only one-tenth of God’s request.
Dorack let go of the rock, then sat on the ground, panting. He held the hourglass that God had left behind, frowned, and muttered: “It’s still not enough.” I need to be stronger. With only 7 days left, I need to go out and look for more gems like that one.”
“If I just absorb enough, I will definitely become stronger quickly.”
Rustle! Rustle!
Suddenly, a strange sound rang out in the bushes in the distance. Dorack frowned and shouted: “Who?!”
From the bushes, four girls appeared; they were all extremely beautiful and good looking.
“What did you… come here for?” Dorack spoke a little warily.
At this time, all four girls took out something. One held a strange thing wrapped in a large leaf, the other carried a small wooden tube, one carried a basket of fruit, and the last one carried a piece of animal skin.
One of the four girls spoke up: “This is grilled meat from the wild beast you caught; besides, there is drinking water, fruit, and the skin of that wild beast.”
“You…” Dorack said, a little confused: “Why did you bring this to me?”
Another girl said: “Don’t misunderstand. We don’t like you; our destiny is to be loyal and become sacrifices to the gods.”
“You are the person closest to God and have been given great power by God. That’s why helping you is what we should do.”
Dorack remained vigilant. For him, beautiful women were of no use, as only absolute strength could give him a sense of security.
“Aren’t you afraid that Doro and Doba will know about this?”
“No.” Another girl spoke up: “Even if they knew, they wouldn’t dare harm us because we are sacrifices to the gods.”
“The village chief doesn’t even dare touch me; do you think he can do anything to harm us?”
Hearing that, Dorack also felt it was reasonable. The four girls didn’t say more; they put down the things in their hands, then turned to leave.
“Wait!” Dorack suddenly spoke up.
The four girls heard that, stopped walking, and turned to look at him.
Dorack sighed and asked: “Are you really that loyal to God?”
The four girls looked at each other, then looked back at Dorack, nodded, and said: “Of course. Being loyal to God and becoming a sacrifice to God is our honour.”
“Do you want freedom?” Dorack asked again.
All four people shook their heads.
“Why?”
A girl answered: “From birth, our destiny is to become sacrifices to the gods. If we don’t fulfil that destiny, we have no reason to continue living.”
Dorack heard that and nodded. He did not advise them but just smiled and said: “I understand. Don’t worry, if God wants to kill you, I will ask him to give you a way to live.”
“Okay, seven days later, leave the village.” Dorack frowned and continued.
“Why?” a girl asked.
“Don’t ask.” Dorack waved his hand, signalling them not to ask him anything: “If you trust me, then leave seven days later and find the tallest tree near the setting sun. There, there will be ‘someone’ to help you escape.’
The four girls looked at each other, then looked at him, nodded, and left.
Dorack smiled and looked at their backs, silently saying: “It seems… in the village there are still a few people I can trust. I hope you will not betray me and God.”
He shook his head, then put away the hourglass that God gave him and took advantage of the darkness to leave the village.
Dorack walked away from the cave entrance, glancing around. He was like a ghost, light and quick like the wind, as he sneaked into the bushes.
The people of other tribes guarding the cave gate almost did not detect Dorack’s appearance.
He walked to a tree in the distance and softly called: “Grenoss…”
Rustle! Rustle!
The sound of leaves colliding rang out, and a pair of yellow eyes that seemed to radiate an aura appeared in the darkness.
Those eyes slowly approached Dorack. Thanks to the moonlight, Dorack could see that it was a big wolf.
That’s right, it was Grenoss.
Dorack was not polite at all and immediately said: “I’m here.”