From troll tribes to elf empires

Chapter 131 Letters and Messengers

"Dear Chief of Toulon:

On behalf of the Rune Council and all the people of Black Forest, I would like to extend my most sincere greetings to you.

I heard that your department has gone through many hardships and finally found land suitable for development;

The Rune Council and all the Black Forest people feel the same, and at the same time express our deep sympathy and sincere blessings for your experience.

Since God has destined us to be neighbors in the future, the Rune Council and all the people of the Black Forest are willing to establish a friendly relationship of harmony and mutual trust with your department.

For this reason, we are willing to send back your herdsmen who were arrested by the border guards due to some misunderstandings, and send some compensation to express our feelings.

In addition, considering your ministry's initial decision, many production and living supplies may still be in a state of tension;

Based on the principle of good neighborliness and friendship, we are willing to carry out targeted trade support.

Whether it's food or building materials, you and I can exchange what we need in order to build a better home together.

The Black Forest Rune Council and the publicly-elected Grand Speaker of all the people, Witch Doctor Nesta, pays tribute to you and looks forward to your reply.

Nesta who longs to be your friend"

Sitting on the speaker's seat, Benya finished reading this letter, which may not be quite diplomatic, but at least it got straight to the point.

The memory of witch doctors is indeed a miracle, especially the 'upgraded' Blade Ya;

"Agree."

"I see!"

"Is this enough? What do you think? By the way... we seem to be missing a date?"

In the council hall, Blade Ya said this as he became increasingly anxious.

".I'll do it!"

But the unknown ‘Black Forest Punishment’ existed, like a fish bone stuck in the throat, restricting the tribe’s progress.

'Tsk, tsk, a bunch of otakus and otakus.'

And if you send apprentices as usual, you have to do the next best thing and ask them to relay the contents of the letter to the other party according to the 'transliteration and pinyin' written by the witch doctors.

"Exactly, let's use the 'rune calendar' you used as an example. As for 1 year, I think it can be traced back to the day when the tribe concluded the first rune." The fanged witch doctor was the first to express his position.

"I think so too. Even if I don't know clearly, I have to hurry up." The sharp-toothed witch doctor, who has always had a radical tendency, nodded in approval. "If you can get a horn-hoofed erect species today, what will you encounter tomorrow? Even if you just tell me,

, I wouldn’t be surprised if those filthy rodents have become civilized.”

But is this ‘choice’ really okay?

".Then let's do it, but we must remember what our purpose is!"

In order to write this letter in a manner that was both humble and polite, the witch doctors almost scratched their scalps;

Almost every word and every sentence of grammar were carefully considered before they were finally determined.

With a feeling of trepidation and anticipation, Blade Ya and a group of witch doctors watched the fleet leave.

"Time waits for no one," he said with emotion.

"This can't go on like this! We must figure out what this damn legend is all about!"

So, Ben Ya picked up a simple pen and solemnly added a stroke at the end of the letter under his signature.

"If we start counting from the original fire-burning technique, then this year should be the 21st year of the rune calendar. As for the month and day...forget it, let's just write down the year in this letter first, so as not to set the sun and moon randomly and then be externally

joke."

After Blade Ya's explanation, the witch doctors suddenly realized and immediately understood the importance of this so-called 'chronology'.

"Okay! I will definitely remember your instructions."

Faced with the 'threats' that began to appear from the outside, Banya eagerly wanted to speed up the internal integration.

'The apprenticeship assessment is at the age of four, and the age of making characters is 7 years old. The first time to cast a spell with magic crystal is 13 years old. The first time to interpret the fire spell using rune language is 15 years old. The refrigerator tree is 19 years old, and the marriage is 23 years old. Four parts

The war is 25 years old, the totem research is 26 years old. The alliance of various tribes is 29 years old, and the energy level is improved at 32 years old. Cytology research started at the age of 33. So I am almost 36 years old this year, and Meiya is 31 years old.'

This was the result of discussions among many witch doctors. Naturally, they had no objections and nodded in approval.

In desperation, Blade Ya could only look at Funa.

That is "Year 21 of the Rune Calendar".

Funaga's statement did not reassure Blade Ya, and he continued to give instructions,

"Don't take the initiative to make enemies, but don't put your posture too low. Luo Li Ba Suo, Luo Li Ba Suo."

In fact, Blade Ya was not the only one at the scene to have such concerns. Although the other witch doctors did not recommend themselves, they did not nod in droves to recommend the "volunteers" who finally showed up like before.

To this day, the organizational form of the Black Forest tribes has made him feel a little impatient;

This would have very high requirements for messengers. Since no witch doctor disciples have mastered the language yet, if we want to have truly effective communication, the witch doctor himself can only serve as the messenger this time.

Now, he can almost recall all the major events that have happened in this life, not just every day, but at least every month since he can remember.

Ten days later, four brand-new forty-meter-class galleys embarked on a journey north along the river, carrying the headquarters' envoy Chuan Ya, two apprentice deputy envoys, seventy soldiers, and a group of oarsmen.

But the issue of "chronology" puzzled them, so a witch doctor asked,

"Your Excellency, Speaker, don't we have a calendar? How come there is a shortage? 480 days make a year."

After a sound of agreement, the two witch doctors, Coarse Tooth and Sharp Tooth, who were the oldest and had experienced that period, began to reminisce with Blade Tooth.

I originally thought it was another case of pushing and shoving, but I didn't expect that this time the witch doctor took the initiative to ask for help.

The letter was naturally written in Troll language. This was because the captive family of Hornhoofs were illiterate, and the witch doctors had no way of mastering the Toulon language.

But the familiarity of this voice made Blade Ya feel a little distrustful. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the voice. Sure enough,

"Fuanya. Who else is there? This is the tribe's first contact with outside civilization. It's a rare opportunity!"

Of course, the fleet not only carried trolls, but also carried material samples that the headquarters could use for exchange.

It doesn't matter whether the smile is warm or not. After all, except for Meiya, all the trolls, including Saberya, cannot show this effect.

Funa raised his hands in the air, grinned a smile that was not at all amiable, but looked extremely ferocious, and said confidently.

For example, for the name of the tribe, the once very popular options such as ‘Tooth Tribe’, ‘Black Forest Tribe Alliance’, ‘Black Forest’, etc. were all killed during the discussion;

This led to the final title of ‘Rune Council and all the people of the Black Forest’, which seemed to be nondescript, but upon closer consideration, it was quite consistent with the actual situation.

Obviously, the 'massacre' a few years ago was still fresh in their minds, and they were somewhat uneasy about this 'volunteer'.

Blade Ya knocked the hammer, put down the manuscript and said,

They plan to rely entirely on memory and push forward the results year by year.

"Your Excellency, Speaker, I promise not to cause trouble this time! I'm friendly and smiling. Look at how warmly I smile."

"That's not what I mean. Let me give you an analogy. If today is January 1st, Rune Year 1 (there is no moon, so we use the month for ease of understanding), then 480 days later it will be January 1st, Rune Year 2."

"Then let it be like this. Which one of you is willing to make a trip? Or should we let the apprentice act as the messenger as usual?"

"Can."

"But... what if that's true?" the relatively conservative witch doctor said worriedly, and turned his attention to Coarse Tooth.

But this time, the rough-toothed witch doctor did not express his usually conservative views. He pondered and said,

"External threats can no longer be ignored. I agree with the Speaker's point of view. We must actively look for traces of the legend; even if we cannot find it, we must expand our troops to prevent it, and then on this basis, we can unify the entire Black Forest."

"Hahaha! Are you awake from sleep? I can actually hear such a nice suggestion from your mouth! Haha!!"

(End of chapter)