Although the Orc Alliance retreated, everyone in the Frostwolf tribe knew that this was only temporary and a new attack would arrive soon.

Taking advantage of the temporary retreat of the orcs, the people of the Frost Wolf Tribe were nervously repairing the defenses on the high walls. The previous attack of the orc coalition caused considerable damage to the high walls, and many places were damaged. If they were not repaired in time, it would probably become a flaw for the orcs in the next attack.

Mix the gravel with mud and ash together and mix it evenly, then fill it in the damaged area of ​​the high wall, and then dry it over fire to make it hard. This is how the Frost Wolf Tribe repairs the damaged wall. This rough method is obviously not a formal repair, but considering that the orcs may attack at any time and have no time to replace the damaged stones, they can only use this temporary repair method.

Abel stood on the high wall with interest and watched the women of the Frost Wolf Tribe repair the high wall. He seemed to be very interested in this. He touched a damaged area with his hands. Although it looked ugly by mixing mud and gravel to fill the damage, the women of the Frost Wolf Tribe seemed to have added things like pine glue to the mud and it felt very hard to touch after being dried. As a temporary repair method, it was enough.

Compared to the method of the Frost Wolf Tribe repairing the high walls, Aiber seems to be more interested in the materials they built and repairing the high walls.

Although the surface of these gray-green rocks with many white spots has been polished, it still feels rough when touched with your hands. Although the texture is fine, it is mixed with some small bubbles. Many white spots look more like the stomata after being filled.

"Volcanic rocks? No wonder they are about to start winter. The climate in this valley is still so warm and humid. Is there any geothermal heat? I wonder if there are hot springs?" After identifying that this rock is volcanic rock, Aiber couldn't help but look at the valley where the Frost Wolf Tribe is located.

Compared to the river beach valley between two mountains like the Steel Leaf Tribe, the valley where the Frost Wolf Tribe is located looks more like a basin and is closer to the crater. Even if it is located near the snow line, it still has lush vegetation and a warm and pleasant climate. Without the threat of orcs, it would be like a treasure land like a scenic tourist area on the earth.

"Your Excellency Abel must be yours? Thank you very much for your help this time, otherwise, our Frost Wolf Tribe would not be able to survive today."

Hearing someone greeted him, Abel patted the dust on his hands, turned around and saw Lily walking towards him by a gray-headed old man. He seemed to be the old man who was still in a bright look, but he seemed to be in a bad state, with bandages wrapped around his shoulders and blood on his body.

"Hello, who are you?" Abel didn't know the old man, but he still greeted him.

It seemed that the old man was injured. Lily, who was standing beside him, hurriedly introduced: "This is the old patriarch of our Frost Wolf Tribe. I came here to thank Mr. Abel for your help just now."

"It turns out to be the patriarch, I don't know what to call it?" Abel looked a little surprised. Compared to Geralt, the patriarch of the Steel Leaf Tribe and Xilia, the patriarch of the Frost Wolf Tribe, the patriarch of the Frost Wolf Tribe in front of him seemed to be more in line with the image of a patriarch.

"Just call me Galada, but you misunderstood by Lord Abel. I am just the previous patriarch of Frost Wolf. The current patriarch is Nadal. Because of the orc attack, there are many things in the tribe that he needs to deal with, so I, the old man, come to you with shameless face."

The old man who claimed to be Galada had a friendly attitude and a relaxed tone. Compared to other people who saw him for the first time, Galada's attitude seemed surprised or nervous because of his identity as a mage or a half-elves.

"The old man has lived to be ninety-two years old. When he is old, he naturally has seen a little more things, not as fussy as young people." Galada seemed to see Abel's surprise and explained to him with a smile.

Looking at the obvious smile patterns on Galada's face, Abel felt that this should be an old man who loves to laugh, but Lily next to him seemed a little afraid of him.

"Is there anything wrong with Mr. Galada looking for me?" Abel didn't feel anything strange about his thoughts. In front of an old man who lived in his nineties, it was really not surprising that what he was thinking was really not something to be surprised. Compared to this, Abel cared more about his purpose of finding him.

"Your Excellency Abel speaks quickly, and the old man won't go around in circles." When talking about the serious matter, Galada's expression became serious: "I believe you already understand the current situation. Do you think the Frostwolf Tribe can stick to it?"

It was not that Galada had lost confidence in the situation in front of him, but that the tribe was almost broken today really worried him. This time, Regour appeared as reinforcements with the help of Abel, which disrupted the orcs' rear army, which led to the orcs' retreat. What will the Frostwolf tribe use to resist the orcs' attack next time?

This question made Galada fall into deep worries. He ignored his injuries and insisted on asking Lily to bring him to Abel, hoping to find a way from this mage that can help the Frost Wolf Tribe overcome its immediate difficulties.

"Mr. Galada was overly worried. On the way we came, when we met Lily, Regoul had already sent people to the Gangye Tribe for help. The Clan Geralt should have sent reinforcements soon, and other human tribes would not stand by. Just wait for the few days before the reinforcements arrived." Abel seemed more confident than the people of the Frost Wolf Tribe.

However, Galada's worry on his face did not decrease. He shook his head and said, "It takes at least four and a half days to go from the Steel Leaf Tribe to the Frost Wolf Tribe, even if the wolf runs with all his strength, it takes at least four and a half days. If you walk, it takes even five days. Even if Regul sends people back to the Steel Leaf Tribe to ask for help halfway, it takes at least seven days to go. In addition, the Steel Leaf Tribe gathers soldiers and prepares to go to war. It may take at least ten days for reinforcements to appear. The Frost Wolf Tribe may not be able to hold on for so long.

It doesn’t matter if the old man dies. Anyway, he has lived enough at such an old age. However, there are many children like Lily in the tribe. They are still young and should not waste their lives here.”

Speaking of this, Galada reached out and held Abel's arm, and his old palm was still steady and powerful: "If the Frost Wolf Tribe can't hold on, the old man begs you, Lord Abel, please help these young people survive. You are a mage, and there must be a way. Old man, please ask you."

After Galada finished speaking, he bowed deeply to Eber.

"Grandpa Galada!" Galada's words shocked Lily, who was beside her, and she couldn't help but shout out nervously.
Chapter completed!