Griffith was daydreaming while inside the carriage. Looking at the windowpane as they traveled. Relaine was looking at him and was surprised. He did have a calm demeanor while with her.

She shrugged after she saw him not tensed while with her. "Hmm, daydreaming while I am here?" She asked.

Griffith was silent then he replied to her after looking at her face, "I am just thinking, are you with me or not? Because it will be detrimental for our mission to make me your slave. I can be a proper Lord depends on your actions,"

Griffith added, "Our tribe is the weakest out of all of the tribes and were the most ancient. So please behave as we don't have much time,"

"Oh yes yes mister pervert. At least you are thinking. I am impressed!" She leaned her face more closer towards his face. Making Griffith uncomfortable. This was too much for Griffith could handle. To be frank, she was his crush in the game.

"Don't temp me. At least be on leash. You are a girl and a tyrant. This doesn't suit you," he said, worried that she might make him do perverted things once again.

"Hmm, where did your lust go? Hmm, I wonder, are you perhaps loyal to a girl?" She hummed afterwards.

'Damn, don't let your emotions sway. This is more dangerous than I thought. Damn you mother,' Griffith thought. Dismissing his desire to slap her right now.

"Anyways, I am thinking about the Foresters tribes. Foresters are both Warriors and Blacksmiths. They forge their own personal blades or weapons. Same with their bows and shields." Griffith said in a more serious manner.

"Hmm, yes, but the problem was, they lacked iron mines and they have to switch to leather armor as their armor. Their forces were lacking armory but great at weaponry." Relaine concluded.

"Ah, this is madness, to battle the Empire with how weak our troops were. This is insane!" Griffith announced.

"But we could train better, they are all fast learners." Relaine added.

"Hmm, if we could make a training regimens fit for them. And I am the best Trainer of the Kingdom! Hereby will train them better than anyone else," Griffith was smirking. What Hell would be opened when he was in that smirking state.

Foresters were the most ancient tribe and the ones that reject the modernization.They were people that came from the forest tribes....having ancient and traditional method of fighting.

Hunting animals for pelts and hardwood for blacksmithing were their main source of income.

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They were slow in engineering and their construction works but has faster training and adaptability of the recruits.

Their forces were divided to Bowmen and footmen. A more specialist in bow or so called the bow masters.

Foresters tribe has 7 villages.There were tribes that specialize at Skirmishers. 2 of them were skirmisher trainers. There were 2 on the Forester Bowmen, 2 on Forester spearmen. And 1 on the Forester warriors. Also, they have 1 castle apparently with wooden walls.

"Relaine, let me ask you one thing, are you with me or not?" He asked. Serious this time.

"Hmmm? Are you joking? Of course I am with myself. Just because master Elaine commanded does not mean I will be under your commands," she said while then bit her right finger nail.

Griffith sighed. It was a tad hard to tame this beast. He was lucky he was not being tortured by now. All he could do was be with the tides and let the currents to carry him. As for this girl, she was always against the flow of the currents. A rebellious kind of girl. Despite it, he acknowledged her prowess. Be it on tactics and warfare or even in combat. She was unrivalled, up until Griffith came to the Academy.

She was older than Griffith by a year and even more so, he was as mature as her. Making them both acquainted already.

But he was polar opposite with this girl. Where Griffith was a pervert, she was a tempter. Griffith was a lame brat in duels but she was a monster in combat.

All in all, they have similarities but different greatly at attitude.

Griffith then watched the outside. There were a sightings of bandits nearby but they were ignored. Making Griffith realize that they were having serious problem.

"Another problem is the banditry nearby the settlements of the Foresters," Griffith sighed again.

"Yeah, banditry and looters were growing in numbers. We will be busy from now on. Not that it would be a problem to you yes?" She asked, slightly mischievous.

"Griffith, you are my rival when it comes to tactics and warfare. And you are afraid of mere bandits?" Relaine was expressing sadness on her face.

Griffith was annoyed but he was seriously looking for solutions.

"You did not know that bandits have the same powers as Lords now? They raided villages to villages. They must be rich now. That is why we raid them! We will get rich immediately," Griffith was being a greedy person but they were a source of income. Especially in the early years of the game. They were a lifeline for mercenaries that worked under a kingdom.

"Hmm, okay, you do your own, plus it is not interesting to farm them. I want to fight Lords with legions of enemies. Boring fights disinterest me," Relaine said then licked her lips.

Griffith and Relaine travelled while talking with each other. She saw the forestry and the castle that was made of wood. The wooden walls were protruding in the vicinity.

"Wow so we're here!" Griffith shouted like a child.

To watch from a monitor has a difference from watching it from a real time. He could only imagine in the past but now he could see them with his own eyes.

"Shut up, you are like a kid," Relaine was confused as to what made him be in awe, their castle was more outstanding than this. She just scoffed again while perching her head on her right arms.

"I am sorry, it was my first time seeing the Forester castle. They were having different ambiance than the other tribes," he said while being excited.

"Yes, they are indeed, the weakest in infrastructures and engineering. Even desert tribes has better walls," Relaine sighed, "You will have a hard time for sure,"

"Yeah, of course!" Griffith was excited than distressed. He must be imagining being sieged by other factions. Come to think about it, his brothers and sister were all having a bad look at him. They might attack him anytime as he was a eyesore to them.