From troll tribes to elf empires

Chapter 192 The loser’s little thoughts and the lion’s big mouth (3)

"Fifth, if the Toulon Tribe wants to continue to survive on the land beneath its feet, it must recognize that the Black Forest Tribe has 'suzerainty' over you;"

“In terms of administration, development, and foreign exchanges, the Ministry of Toulon must abide by the instructions and principles issued by the Ministry. It is not allowed to arbitrarily change your political structure without the permission of the Ministry, which will make it easier for your ruling leaders to expand without authorization.

Our sphere of influence does not allow you to engage in any form of collusion with external forces privately;"

"Of course, from now on, you and I will be one family. From now on, the Toulon tribe can rest assured in terms of security. The entire Black Forest will be your backing. Presumably, you have seen the combat power of our troll army before.

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"Sixth, in view of the friendly relationship that you and I will build together from now on, we believe that it is necessary to understand all the past and present situations of the Toulon tribe, understand you and your enemies, so as to better fulfill the duties of the suzerain.

Fulfill your responsibilities.”

"This understanding includes your knowledge of astronomy and geography, political and military history, development of culture and techniques, and all corresponding results. The Toulon Ministry must hand over all relevant information;"

"Well, this is also for your own good. I hope your department doesn't have any hidden secrets, otherwise you have no intention of building friendly relations between the two countries under the new situation. The people of the Black Forest will be angry~~"

"In addition, we Black Forest Trolls are a race that loves knowledge, and the Toulon tribe comes from the far north. We are full of curiosity about everything in that land;"

"So, in order to express your yearning for peace and recognition of the new bilateral relations, I ask the Ministry of Toulon to voluntarily provide all the information about the north. Please listen clearly. It is all. Including geography, culture, politics and military, and ethnic distribution. You know everything.

If it is, it must be provided to us voluntarily."

What is mentioned in this sixth item is actually the real consensus reached by the Rune Council in previous meetings;

"You traitor!! Traitor of Toulon!!"

"We are willing to repay the improper benefits we have obtained through Vino according to the conditions you proposed;"

Since the ministry has so far used leather materials as the carrier of writing, the literacy rate of the people is also extremely low, so the stock of folk knowledge is almost negligible.

‘No, we don’t understand, what on earth are you talking about?’ thought the seven witch doctors who were listening.

The chief priest breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he was willing to ask, it would be fine. He was most afraid of the reckless man who said, "If you can't do it, you will die."

"That's it, our storage method is related to the ancestors' spirits, and the knowledge will be transferred to us."

Next, he said a lot of words, mainly to express: "Knowledge has become images, sounds and other things, which are stored in the spirits of ancestors, and only shamans, high-level clan members, and ancestors

Spirit warriors and a few special groups can directly read Balabala'

As he spoke, the chief priest showed obvious embarrassment on his face.

"Okay...Okay, I'll tell you now."

Apart from the clan representatives who were making a fuss, most of them looked down upon the chief priests who had agreed to all the conditions.

Big Tooth originally wanted to interrupt, but was stopped by the witch doctors in time, so he had to bite the bullet and continue listening. His patience was disappearing little by little.

The council believes that compared with the land that cannot be developed and the surrender of the Hornhoof species, these are the most important things in this battle and must be obtained.

"In terms of knowledge, your department may have misunderstood. The Toulon tribe's knowledge is indeed held in the ancestral altar for some reasons; but its form of existence is not an entity, but a more illusory storage method. This specific

The situation, I think your spell caster should be able to understand."

The troll officers present also had curiosity and joy in their eyes at this time;

The disputes between the horned hoof species on the opposite side were seen by them, but since they had not studied the language in any depth except for a few phrases used for battlefield deterrence, they could not speak at this time.

Understand what they were arguing about just now.

Faced with many accusations from his compatriots, the old shaman paid no attention at all;

"Huh? What does the chief priest mean? Do you have any objections?"

Daba and other officers also raised their heads, with eyes filled with evil spirits, venting their seemingly non-existent pressure on the horned hoof species opposite.

For the Toulon species, there is no need to discuss whether such a knowledge policy has any hidden dangers or whether it is really fair, but for the trolls, it really creates an obstacle.

As the only area in the city that has not been controlled by the expeditionary force so far, the knowledge preserved in the Ancestral Altar is beyond the control of the trolls.

The high priest suppressed the hesitation and uneasiness in his heart, mustered up the courage, and answered in the same tone as before,

"Suzerainty is what we dream of. Your combat power really astonishes us. If the Toulon tribe can be protected by friendly neighbors as powerful as trolls, they will be able to survive in this land with peace of mind.

Alright."

And what are the chief priests and the other shamans thinking at this time?

"Chief Priest! What are you talking about!!"

'We have tried it several times, but their information transmission is still exposed directly under our noses. Do they know that we can't read it, so they don't care? Or, in fact, they can't even detect the fluctuations of magic in the outside world.

Do it?'

Disappointed, the trolls asked and found out that the written materials in the Toulon Tribe were actually in the hands of the shamans, and were stored inside the ancestral altar;

Several clan representatives looked on in disbelief. Listening to all this, they didn't understand. Does this old guy know what he promised?

If it weren't for the two shamans with normal expressions who were always blocking both sides of the chief priest's body;

Moreover, there were countless trolls inside and outside the tent who were eyeing him. They wanted to rush up and tear his mouth open.

Of course, this does not seem to be the knowledge policy they have implemented from the past;

When the Toulon people still lived in the north, various clans and even a few extremely wealthy folk families had their own more or less collections of books. There was no "ancestral altar library" that preserved all knowledge;

The emergence of this situation now can be attributed to many subjective and objective factors in the migration process from north to south, such as wars, disasters, accidents, etc., which have gradually concentrated knowledge in the hands of shamans.

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And because the shamans have not shown any 'desire for exclusivity' for the time being, the senior leaders of the clans have just let this situation go as they have already formed along the way.

Big Tooth felt impatient for his hesitation. The sixth item was the most important clause of the department. Seeing that the previous 'agreement' had gone smoothly, he had already made preparations to return in two days.

Cheng Xiang actually had a problem with this.

'These cunning dwarves definitely did this on purpose.'

No matter what he was thinking in his heart, the priest still maintained a humble attitude and continued to say,

However, the seven witch doctors could understand it, and they translated it in the ears of the officers in a timely manner, while the shamans on the opposite side looked thoughtfully at each other.

He continued to look at the opposite table with sincere eyes, as if he wanted to continue his 'treasonous' behavior to the end.

"So in terms of output efficiency, it is extremely difficult to deliver it all at once. From dream reading to handwriting and copying from memory, the speed is absolutely not fast."

"However, there are some difficulties in reality."

It was as if substantial murderous intent spread in the heavy atmosphere, seeming to condense the air in the tent, and also made the horned hoof species feel deeply uncomfortable.

Before starting negotiations, with the idea of ​​collecting as much as possible, when the expeditionary force occupied and searched the houses of the upper echelons of the clan and the residence of the chief, the officers and witch doctors all searched carefully, hoping to

Find traces of 'knowledge';

But from these high-rise houses, nothing similar to books was found, only some leather items recording sporadic and trivial information.

"As for war reparations, we are also willing to pay them according to your requirements;"

At the same time, they also felt that there were some difficulties. Looking at the other party's behavior, it seemed that they wanted to 'use knowledge to gain self-respect'?

Sure enough, the chief priest's next words just confirmed the witch doctors' suspicions.

"Out of consideration for the future friendship and harmony between you and us, we are actually willing to share this knowledge. After all, the power of the sect master is our power. We have absolutely no intention of keeping it secret."

For high-level members who need knowledge, the 'library' controlled by the shamans is actually completely open, and they can enter it without scruples to obtain knowledge at any time.

"Hurry up and tell me what difficulties you have!"

"As for the sixth item, we understand your request, and we admire the troll race's thirst for knowledge. Logically speaking, we should give all the knowledge to us immediately, but."

Big Ya sneered after hearing this, feeling that the chief priest's choice was the wise one. Losers must have the consciousness of losers, right?

As for the other officers such as Daba and Cui Wenli, what they had in mind was actually very different;

"It's the clan that supports you! It's the people that support you!! Shaman! You are betraying!"

And this seems to be the 'negotiation opportunity' that the chief shaman is waiting for.

He slowly raised his head and said respectfully,

Big Ya suddenly opened his eyes wide and stared at the 'old' guy opposite him and asked.

"We will write an official apology letter to express our sincere and most sincere apology to the Black Forest and the people you have hurt;"

"It is our unshirkable responsibility to provide for your subjects who have lost the ability to work."

"We really want to help and will give it to you as soon as possible, but as Toulon Walkers who can read relevant knowledge, don't we have to find ways to complete your other requirements? It's really hard to do.

Let’s start~”

Under the opponent's view, Big Tooth's face darkened and he asked gloomily,

"Old guy, how long do you think it will take to hand over all the knowledge."

"Haha. Let me do the math. It will take about three hundred years."

(End of chapter)