Green Monster Epic

"... I don't care about any agreements you talk about, I only care about one thing: our friend Chief Ariyal will not lose his position as chief! !"

"If he loses his rightful position, then as friends and allies, the entire Hozia Federation will definitely seek justice for him! !"

The one who issued the cold threat at the end was Matron Penile, sitting across from Allen. After she said this, the atmosphere suddenly cooled down, and the faint smell of gunpowder rose again.

"First of all, the Snow-Ears Tribe is a member of my Mansha Alliance. If any foreign force dares to attack them, it means a provocation against my alliance. As members of the alliance, all tribal leaders and elders present will absolutely not tolerate such provocative behavior, and will resolutely respond at any cost! !"

Facing the might of a demigod, the expressions of other powerhouses changed more or less, but Allen, with his dark face, could now bear it calmly. Although there was some pressure, it was all within an acceptable range.

"Chief Allen, you're taking this too seriously. The Hozia Federation has been working hard to join the Mansha Alliance for years, and most of the members of the alliance have recognized their existence. Maybe at the next ten-year council, they will be able to join the alliance and become a member! !"

Philimon stepped forward to smooth things over, smiling warmly at Allen.

"We'll talk about it when they join the alliance. As long as they haven't joined the alliance, the Northern Tribes will not recognize their existence! !"

After simple treatment, Maggot-Eye, who had recovered a little vitality, leaned back in his chair and weakly expressed his attitude.

Although he was frustrated and decadent, believing that it would be difficult to regain his homeland, Maggot-Eye was determined not to back down when facing the Drow, due to hatred and other reasons, even without the support of others.

"But your current behavior of interfering in the affairs of other tribes also violates the charter of the alliance. As the person in charge of the Church of Nature in the North, I will, on behalf of the church, raise an objection to the alliance council and hold you accountable! !"

Philimon was, after all, the chief priest of the Church of Nature. Seeing that the situation was developing in a direction unfavorable to the negotiations, he immediately jumped out to express his attitude.

"At the same time, the Snow-Ears Tribe's act of abolishing Chief Ariyal is unprecedented. My Church of Nature will not recognize any Snow-Ears leader other than Chief Ariyal! !"

The influence of the Church of Nature is beyond doubt. Now that Philimon has taken the initiative to express his attitude, the expressions on the faces of the wilderness powerhouses present are varied, and they are all lost in thought.

"Priest Philimon, you have crossed the line..."

Allen raised his eyes and glanced at Philimon.

"Crossed the line? As the Northern Chief Priest of the church, my primary purpose is to maintain the stability of the Northern Territory. Any issue that may trigger a war is my responsibility! !"

Philimon felt an unusual pressure, which made his heart sink, but at this time he must not let go, otherwise, if the other tribal representatives saw it, there might be trouble again.

"Moreover, I am also responding to Chief Ariyal's request to uphold justice for him! ! !"

"Thank you, Priest Philimon! !"

Ariyal responded in a timely manner, bowing slightly to show his respect.

Allen was silent, retracted his gaze, and turned to Penile.

"Chief Allen, our request is not excessive. We only hope that Chief Ariyal can continue his previous rule, and that everyone will recognize the contract signed between our two tribes."

Penile felt Allen's gaze and gently stroked her chin with her slender fingers.

"Whether or not he can continue to rule the Snow-Ears Tribe depends on the attitude of Elder Tim and the others. We can't make decisions for them, otherwise Priest Philimon will really sue us to the alliance council and find our mistakes! !"

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The topic continued to revolve around Ariyal and his tribal power. Because the Drow took the initiative to propose negotiations, at least Allen's attitude was still strong. But while Allen was negotiating, he was secretly observing. In fact, the expressions of Fendi, Jeron, and others were more or less hesitant. Even Maggot-Eye, the hyena leader who should have been the most insistent, Allen always felt that the other party's expression was not right, as if he had experienced a huge blow.

Church of Nature, Drow Federation... various concerns and worries emerged in the minds of the legends present. In fact, even Allen himself, why wouldn't he be wary of the alliance between the Drow and the Church of Nature?

It's just that as the person involved, and with great ambitions in his heart, Allen knew that every concession he made might require him to pay a greater price in the future, so the attitude he showed in this negotiation was very tough.

Of course, this may also be due to some side effects brought about by the improvement in strength and mentality after advancing to demigod.

Fortunately, Matron Penile on the opposite side seemed to be intentionally showing goodwill. At least in Allen's feeling, the other party did make some concessions, otherwise the eyes of the several matrons next to her would not have shown a hint of dissatisfaction.

"...Chief Ariyal's right to rule cannot be changed. This is the unwavering bottom line of Chief Ariyal and us. At the same time, the alliance agreement he signed with us must also be implemented! !"

"...We acknowledge Chief Ariyal's contributions over the years and are willing to continue living under his leadership, but the power in the tribe must be divided, and the chief can no longer have the final say! !"

"...Also, the institutional establishment of the three-tribe joint community has been completed. Even if Chief Ariyal returns to the tribe, he has no right to announce the Snow-Ears Tribe's withdrawal from the community..."

The negotiations proceeded in an orderly manner, testing each other's bottom lines and making concessions to each other. Matron Penile changed the Drow's previous plan and lowered their demands. Allen also knew that it was not feasible to really overthrow Ariyal's position as chief.

"I hope you can all get along peacefully in the future, and may the grace of nature forever bless the Northern Territory! !"

Philimon breathed a sigh of relief. At least this time he had gained something. If Ariyal could continue to lead the Snow-Ears Tribe, then the Church of Nature could re-establish a church in the eastern district of Nasir Fortress to preach.

At the same time, the contract signed between the Drow and Ariyal reduced the number of members who resisted the Drow's joining the alliance. In the next few years, if the Church of Nature and the Drow work hard to win over a few more tribes, they may be able to meet the conditions for joining the Mansha Alliance.

At that time, the Drow would be truly established in the wilderness, no longer worrying about being attacked from both sides and becoming a sandwich between the two major forces.

"Humph! !"

Maggot-Eye was definitely dissatisfied. His territory was attacked for no reason, hundreds of elites in the tribe died, and his attitude towards Ariyal was also particularly cold, and he no longer had the closeness he had at the beginning.

Ivonny's face was solemn. As the person in charge of the Oak Cathedral in Nasir Fortress, although Allen, Maggot-Eye, and others still respected her, in fact, her weight in the negotiations was not heavy, and no one really cared about some of the opinions she expressed.

Now that the tentacles of the Church of Nature have once again stretched into the front line of the Carto Mountains, this is somewhat of a hidden danger for the Oak camp.

As one of the parties involved, Tim was relieved at this time. Ariyal was able to return to the tribe, although he had lost most of his power, it was better than having nothing at all.

"I hope such a situation doesn't happen again in the future, otherwise, the agreement I reached with the Church of Nature will cease to exist!!"

Allen was in an even better mood. Whether it was the establishment of the Joint Community or the falling out between Grub-Eye and Arier, both were great gains for Allen.

Not to mention breaking through himself in battle and successfully forming the vortex of rage, which meant that his path to demigodhood was only a matter of time.

"Hehe, for the sake of Chieftain Allen, I will also restrain the Drow and try my best to avoid friction with your three races."

"However, I hope that in future commercial dealings, Chieftain Allen, you won't deliberately make things difficult!!"

Pennyrile smiled faintly, raised the drink beside her to Allen, and then drank it all in one gulp.

Lilian, Deborah, and Siya, the three matrons who accompanied Pennyrile to negotiate and demonstrate, could not hide their dissatisfaction. What they gained in the negotiation could only be regarded as the bottom line of the previously formulated plan. More benefits that could have been obtained were forced to be abandoned as Pennyrile stopped the negotiations early.

Deborah's eyes sparkled, and she seemed to be lost in thought. As the matron who paid the most attention to Allen in the room, and also the Drow who was relatively more familiar with Allen's strength, she could vaguely feel the slight changes in Allen's aura and spirit. In addition, Pennyrile was particularly polite to him, as if treating him as an equal existence, Deborah had an immature guess in her mind.

"I, Allen. White, have never had a precedent of violating contracts first, you should know that!! As long as you keep your promises, I will not violate the contract either."

In this sudden incident, Allen's gains have been enough. In the long years to come, he will need to digest the existing benefits and complete the layout he has been working on for many years. In the short term, he really doesn't need to expand more territory, so as long as the Drow don't come to make trouble, he is happy to continue to develop in secret.

The representatives of the other races also understood that the current result was the best for the Northern Territory. Who told them that there was too much difference in the quality of their strongmen? Unless all the strongmen of the six races in the Northern Territory gathered together, they could still maintain their invincibility. Otherwise, the gap in their current strength was still very obvious.

Anyway, everyone didn't suffer any losses in this war. It was just that the Drow used Arier to intervene in Nasir Fortress, which might have a great impact on the defense of the Northern Territory. However, someone was more worried about this matter than them. With these two unlucky guys at the front, everyone was still relatively at ease.

The biggest loss was probably Arier, the troll leader. Who told him to be unlucky enough to be captured alive by the Drow? Even their tribe's rights and interests were greatly damaged. Grub-Eye was considered to be implicated. Their tribe shared a city with the Snowmi tribe. If the Drow really wanted to extend their tentacles in, the first to bear the brunt would naturally be the Raven's Claw Gnoll tribe.

Fortunately, the Joint Community mechanism that Allen and the others had set up in advance could effectively deal with the Drow's invisible invasion. Whether it was military defense or preventing spy infiltration, there were ways to block the Drow's intervention. The rest was the long-term secret contest between their three races and the Drow.

The Drow didn't have many people, and they were all arrogant existences. Until now, the wilderness powerhouses didn't have a good impression of them. After finishing the matter, they didn't stay any longer and went straight back home.

"We will return your usual equipment to you, but Deborah and the others will definitely not return the things in your dimensional bag to you. I left you some things you can use in the dimensional bag. From now on, it will depend on your own efforts."

"I hope you can regain your power. When that time comes, I will give you corresponding rewards based on your ability and contribution!!"

Before leaving, Pennyrile called Arier to the side and threw him a familiar dimensional equipment, instructing him.

"Even if it's for myself, I will work hard!!"

Arier injected his mental power into the dimensional bag, counted the things inside, and when he raised his head to face Pennyrile again, he was more grateful.

When he was captured, Arier was stripped clean by Deborah and the others. All valuable things and equipment became the spoils of the other party. Even after Arier surrendered and attached himself to the Drow, no one took out these equipment to return to him. A legendary powerhouse without suitable equipment can be said to have lost most of his combat power. At this time, Arier might not even be able to beat Cole, the legendary mid-level goblin.

Now that the tailor-made equipment has returned to his hands, judging from the Drow's character, Pennyrile must have spent some effort and paid a considerable price to get these things.

From this point alone, Pennyrile's methods and mind for buying people's hearts are better than other matrons.

"Then we'll leave. If there's any trouble that you can't handle, send someone to send a message to Bonn City, and I'll send someone to assist you as appropriate!!"

It was rare to develop a valuable pawn, and Pennyrile didn't want him to be finished early. At least before recovering the cost and achieving their purpose, Arier was still worth treating favorably.

"Okay."

Arier had no way to retreat now. When he chose to come to negotiate with the Drow, his prestige in the tribe was no longer what it used to be. If he still wanted to enjoy the power of the leader in the remaining decades of his life and arrange the future development plan for his family, then he could only hug the two thighs of the Drow and the Church of Nature tightly.

Arier himself probably didn't expect that he had repeatedly jumped between the Church of Nature and the Oak Temple to fight for benefits, but now he has suffered retribution and returned to the arms of the Church of Nature. If he had known that this would be the case, perhaps he should not have had a bad relationship with the Church of Nature from the beginning, that would have been the right choice.

Watching the figures of the Drow legend fly towards the northern horizon, Arier hadn't retracted his gaze when he keenly sensed someone approaching.

"Chieftain, I'm sorry."

Tim walked over with an apologetic expression.

"Hmph, you're very good, what's there to be sorry about!!"

Arier's face was cold, and he replied lightly.

"For the sake of the tribe's interests, I have to make a choice..."

Tim tried to justify his actions.

"I know..."

Grub-Eye and Fendi and the others no longer had the Drow here, and their attitude towards Arier was obvious. The disgust and hostility revealed in their pupils fell into Arier's eyes, but he pretended not to see it, just nodded indifferently to Allen and Philemon, then left the city wall and headed towards his tribe's territory.

"Thank you all for coming, everyone has worked hard..."

"Resisting the Drow is everyone's business, what's there to thank..."

Allen didn't have too many emotions towards Arier. After the other party left, he also warmly expressed his gratitude to Fendi, Yogg and others. The few people delayed on the city wall for a long time, and soon everyone dispersed.