King of the North: My Lord's Diary Weekly Summary

Rachel rarely showed any discomfort: "The things in the forest... make me uneasy."

It didn't behave like a northern barbarian—my intuition told me it wasn't like an ordinary wild beast or mountain bandit either.

Wayne nodded.

On the way back, as if by prior arrangement, Ronald briefed Karen on the current situation, while Wright couldn't help but speak up: "Sir, Sir Rachel's proposal... is very risky."

In winter, the infiltration teams of the northern barbarians range from a few dozen to hundreds or even thousands.

If we really run into them, our small group—"

"So I added the right to withdraw."

Wayne said, "Moreover, it's a matter of mutual dependence—we've also joined the Northern Alliance."

……

Today, Frostraven Territory remains busy.

Under Raymond's command, the villagers redesigned their defenses.

As planned by Wayne, he did not show himself, but instead had Emma relay the plan.

Only core members like Anke, who are still in their soldier positions, know him—which makes it easier for him to mobilize all the guard forces in times of crisis.

After all, Anke had enough prestige in the village.

Raymond added a wooden fence to the east side of the village and set up tripwires and traps in key locations.

Although rudimentary, it could significantly slow down the enemy's advance.

Furthermore, manpower was redistributed and more concealed and effective side observation windows and auxiliary sentries were added to the lookout tower areas where the field of vision originally overlapped or had blind spots.

He even planned to build a simple, but loud, clock tower.

Ronald then led the current soldiers in combat training, even teaching them some techniques on breathing and movement coordination—although they found it difficult to grasp the essence of these techniques.

Wright was in charge of supplies preparation—the four teams went deep into the forest, and even if they hunted and investigated as planned, and sent people back to camp regularly to replenish supplies, they would still need at least three to five days' worth of food, medicine, fire starter and tools.

He made a detailed list and personally inspected the quality of each item.

Wayne himself wasn't idle either.

During this time, Wayne also made a special trip to see Raymond and privately explained more details to him: about the cooperation with the werewolves, about potential threats, about the situation in his own territory—his current strategy for balancing relationships.

Raymond listened attentively, and finally said only one sentence: "Don't worry, sir, the essence of defense is anticipation and preparation."

I will try my best to think of everything I need to think of and do everything I need to do.

Now, let me reiterate my current understanding and plans, and please correct me if I'm wrong.

His composure truly put Wayne at ease.

On the eve of his departure, Wayne packed his belongings alone in the lord's hut.

Outside the window, the moonlight was like water.

Tomorrow, the four teams will advance together into the Phip Forest.

There are missing wolf packs there, and an eerie aura of death.

There is also an opportunity—the opportunity to win the complete loyalty of the wolf pack.

Wayne blew out the oil lamp and closed his eyes in the darkness.

He needs rest, and he probably won't have a good night's sleep for the next few days.

The day after tomorrow, early in the morning, just as dawn was breaking.

On the open ground outside the village, the four teams had assembled.

Wayne stood at the front, surrounded by Ronald, Wright, and Karen, who had just arrived from the outpost.

Opposite them were four squads sent by the wolf clan—they had arrived outside the village early in the morning and brought some breakfast they had hunted the day before.

Isaac's team was on the far left, seven men and seven wolves, in a somber and silent atmosphere.

Isaac himself stood at the head of the group. He was about the same height as Wright, around 1.87 meters tall; he had broad shoulders and a thick back, and wore a set of armor made of black animal hides and metal plates, with two short battle axes hanging at his waist.

His wolf companion was a huge gray-black male wolf, almost the size of a foal, whose amber eyes coldly scanned the human group.

Anne's second team was to Isaac's right.

Her wolf-head leather belt was covered with small leather bags and tools—the cloak and the small rope around her waist also allowed her to instantly remove the burden during battle.

Her wolf companion, "Yukikaze," sat quietly at her feet. It was a slender male wolf with light gray fur and handsome, lively eyes.

Porter's third team had the most relaxed atmosphere.

Potter himself waved to Wayne with a grin, while Cindy beside him shook her head helplessly, though her eyes also held a smile.

Their wolf companions seemed to have caught their owner's personality, occasionally touching noses with each other, appearing lively and energetic.

Kellerb's fourth team is on the far right.

The young captain stood ramrod straight, trying to appear composed, but the glint in his eyes betrayed his excitement.

His wolf companion was a young male wolf with reddish-brown fur, pacing restlessly back and forth, clearly impatient as well.

Not only that, but Shaman Greta and Deputy Chief Kamo also came to the village entrance to see them off.

The two wolves' companions were a full size larger than the other wolves—which seemed to demonstrate the wolves' wondrous bloodline abilities.

"Children."

With a smile on his face and a loud voice that echoed throughout the room, Camo said, "You're here to investigate the truth, to train and compete, not to risk your lives."

If a threat is discovered that cannot be dealt with, retreat immediately and return to reconsider the situation!

Greta walked up to Wayne and handed him a small leather pouch: "Inside are purifying salts and exorcising herbs."

If you encounter a place with a heavy, lifeless atmosphere, sprinkling some of this can temporarily purify the air and protect you from being corrupted.

"Thank you, Shaman."

Camo patted the shoulders of the four captains in turn, whispering a few words of advice and encouragement.

"So."

Wayne turned to face everyone: "As planned, we will split into four teams and begin our search from the easternmost part of the Phip Forest."

To improve efficiency and in accordance with the competitive traditions of our wolf pack, we gather every day—the meeting place for the first night was set around the largest pine tree on the outskirts of Phip Forest.

In this way, we can thoroughly search the woodlands of the northwest region within three days—the area where Talo was attacked is a place everyone should focus on observing, but stay away from the death aura.”

He paused, his gaze sweeping over each captain: "What I just said was the general direction. As for the actual actions... the actions of each team will be led by their respective wolf captains."

My people and I are just supporting actors.

Do you understand?

"clear!"

The responses were in unison.

"Set off!"

The four teams, like four sharp arrows, shot into the Phip Forest from different directions.

……

Wayne was with Annie's second team.

Before the morning mist had completely dissipated, the soft sound of crunching fallen leaves could be heard on the eastern side of the Phip Forest.

Anne's second team entered the forest in a loose linear formation.

Leading the way were not the strongest warriors, but the two oldest members of the team: the old hunter Marcos and Bell, who was lame due to an old injury.

Marcos was over fifty years old, and his hair was half white, but his deep-set eyes were still as sharp as an eagle's when they swept across the woods.

When he was young, he was hit on the left shoulder by a falling rock while saving his companion. Since then, he has been unable to raise his left arm, but he has developed the skill of wielding a short spear with one hand.

Bell is younger, in his early forties. He injured his right hamstring three years ago during a conflict with the hyena tribe, which makes him walk with a slight limp. However, he is one of the tribe's top trap spotters.