From troll tribes to elf empires

Chapter 85 The selection of the army witch doctor

Gabby was just a small tribe, and after reviewing the tribe's preparations, Benya was ready to let them do what they wanted.

To be honest, once the army sets out, they will not be able to come back for months. Therefore, there are really not many witch doctors in the tribe who are willing to waste this time to join the army.

And Blade Ya, who has always been keen on "personal expeditions", has become visibly obsessed with practice and beauty during this period. The witch doctors have long guessed that he does not intend to go out personally this time.

But the expedition cannot be carried out without a witch doctor.

Therefore, these days, witch doctors are basically worried about whether this unfortunate task will happen to them.

In this way, the parliament fell into endless wrangling over the question of who should this quota be given to.

Several times, I tried to blame the blame for this errand on Tough Tooth, but I never succeeded. Maybe Tough Tooth Witch Doctor was impatient with the conversation, so he rolled his eyes and mentioned something vaguely,

"This expedition seems to be very different, doesn't it?"

"Oh? Why did the sharp-toothed witch doctor say that?" a witch doctor replied.

"We used to go by land, but this time we switched to water. We spent more than half a year building ten '30-meter-class' large paddle boats in one go, right?"

"Indeed, I heard from Chuanya that the keels are more than enough, and they are finished products that can be used directly without processing. Unfortunately, the production capacity of other components just can't keep up."

Seeing that Funa was finally willing to answer the conversation, Jianya said with a worried expression.

He was as 'frail' as a sub-adult troll in front of Saberya, and he was dragged towards the tree house with almost no resistance.

"Oh, forget it, just follow me."

"Haha, okay, since Fanya has recommended himself, let's vote."

"Don't be afraid to say it. I came to you just to have a good talk. To have you set off reluctantly like this, to be honest, I can't feel at ease, right? So, tell me what's on your mind, don't hold it back."

"Well, it's you. Are you really not going to lead the team yourself? Although the Kabi tribe is small, its geographical location is related to the overall strategy of the tribe! I feel that I am still too young. I feel that the water is too deep and I can't grasp it.

, it’s better for you to come in person so that you can feel more at ease.”

"Yes, that's what I think too. I'm not worried about the other witch doctors who want to go!"

"Ah! Don't be like this! Don't be like this! If you have something to say, say it!!!!" Chuan Ya struggled feebly, not sure whether it was because he was afraid of being beaten, or because he was afraid that Ben Ya would eat meat and vegetables.

Blade Ya used his free hand to cut off the scalp and cursed,

"Shut up!"

Blade Ya put one arm around Funya's neck and led him towards the tree house.

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In the tree house, Blade Ya controlled the 'small living room' to reach the top of the tree, and opened the windows on three sides, making the dark interior instantly brighter.

"Isn't this just waiting for you?"

"Don't dare."

Boat Ya was not too thick-skinned, but this alone broke his guard, he lowered his head and muttered,

What he said was so clear-cut that Chuan Ya knew it was a trap, but he had no choice but to jump in.

"What's wrong? What's going on? Why didn't you say anything in the council hall just now?" Blade Ya asked as if he couldn't guess what he was going to do.

"So you turned around and tricked me?"

Even the rough-toothed witch doctor, who had always had political disagreements with Jian Ya, gave the Chinese witch doctor an expression of "I won't care this time."

As soon as he said this, the other witch doctors stopped 'talking', and their expressions became visibly cloudy. They all began to quickly seal the coffin with their teeth in their hands, as if they were afraid that he would regret it.

"This is good news, but I just don't feel at ease."

"That's right, that's right, Mr. Speaker, let's vote quickly!"

"I'm not targeting you. You also know our physical constitution. It's too easy to have accidents in the water. If something goes wrong with the fleet this time and the accompanying witch doctor doesn't handle it properly, tsk tsk. I'm afraid the people will never treat the water and land again.

I have lost confidence. If no one is willing to take a boat in the future, then why should we study 'ship building'? Boat Ya, you should change your career and think about boating on dry land."

Couch Ya, who was several places away from him, turned his head rather disgustedly when he saw him like this, but unexpectedly did not interrupt, but let him do what he wanted.

The witch doctors present at the meeting all pretended to be talking about other topics as if nothing had happened. In fact, all their peripheral vision was focused on Fuan Ya.

At first, he looked frowning and struggling. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, as if he had made up his mind,

"What a coincidence, Shipya Witch Doctor, why didn't you go to the research room?"

"A little bit, but not too weird."

"Don't do all this extravagant work for me. If you have anything to say, just say it clearly." He said angrily.

"Then I really said it? You won't hit me?"

After practicing so far, both the body length and width of Blade Ya have increased a bit;

As for Ship Ya, his size is not too outstanding among mature trolls, and he is only less than three meters tall.

'Good guy, it turns out we didn't just meet by chance, you really came here just to block me.'

"Fanya, you blame the sharp-tooth witch doctor in your heart, but do you blame us?"

"Yes, the waterproof coating, ship ribs, and ship plates are all lacking, but I have already started to mass-produce the waterproof coating."

Blade Ya glanced at him and thought,

Benya was naturally happy to see the result. When he presided over the meeting and entered the voting stage, it goes without saying that the result was unanimously passed.

"Well, you know what the situation is like in the tribe. Everyone really doesn't have any bad intentions, it's just that they can't let go of the work at hand."

"I will follow them personally and will never let the fleet make any mistakes."

"Okay! It's most reasonable to go to Fanya!"

"Um?"

"Well, that's not what I meant. I just think you seem to be more interested in this aspect."

Jian Ya snorted coldly, cursed 'pretentious' secretly, then turned his head and ignored him.

"Member...Your Excellency, Speaker, I'm sorry...I just saw that the research I was doing was about to be successful. I am not willing to go on the expedition now, and I don't know how long it will have to be delayed."

After the meeting, on the way back to the tree house, Saba met Funa with a sad face.

He originally planned to turn around and pretend not to see it, but the witch doctor was still a troll after all. How could his ears be so sensitive, and how could Blade Fang escape?

"Your Excellency Speaker! Your Excellency Speaker! I have seen you!"

They simply put some fruit in front of them to eat, and the two trolls sat down cross-legged across the desk.

At this time, Funa's expression had relaxed a lot, but he still looked cautious.

"What exactly do you want to say?"

'It's hard to lead the team. How many years have it been? These witch doctors are already impure...all the young and old have a set of frivolous intestines.'

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Shipya Witch Doctor was a little confused. He had always been most concerned about shipbuilding, and he couldn't bear to see other trolls showing no confidence in ships.

Saba had no choice but to put on a polite smile, changed his body that had almost completed the turn, and walked towards Funa as if nothing had happened.

"Tell me, when did I take action in the tribe?"

"The time the child died before."

"Stop talking nonsense and speak quickly! It's so pretentious."

"Okay. I know everyone is busy. But I don't have nothing to do. Why can 'shipbuilding' be delayed?"

(End of chapter)