Green Monster Epic

“... Of course, this definitely involves the issue of profit distribution.”

The three leaders were at least somewhat moved, and finally asked a question they were concerned about. Allen directly stated the plan they had already agreed upon.

“For any large-scale resources discovered after the development of East Ridge, my Green Field, Raven's Claw, and Snow Mages clans must own 60% of the share. Your three major clans will each take 10% of the remaining 40%, and Nicol and Ted, you will share the last 10%.”

“Including the subsequent revenue from newly built garrison castles, the distribution will also be based on this.”

“Ten percent??”

“That's too little!!”

The three leaders' faces, which had just turned partly cloudy, were once again covered with gloom, apparently dissatisfied with Allen's distribution.

“You're still not satisfied? This territory belongs to our three clans, and our three clans will also make the initial development investment in the same proportion. This distribution is already very good for your respective tribes!!”

Allen shook his head, mocking in his heart, his eyes scanning the faces of these greedy fellows like torches.

“You should be clear that even without your participation, with the capabilities and management conditions of our three clans, developing the mountains of East Ridge would not be a problem at all. But since we are willing to give up this benefit, it is only because we want to make our Northern Territory more united. But if some of you simply want to take advantage and are not our companions, there is no need to participate in this matter!!”

Allen certainly hoped to win over the Argon three clans and bring them into his camp, but that didn't mean he had to do so at the expense of the interests of his own clan. For the Green Field and Snow Mage clans, the East Ridge of the Cartore Mountains was not too difficult to develop; it was just a matter of time investment.

Of course, using future unknown benefits as a bond to exchange for a win-win situation in the Northern Territory and win the support of the other clans was Allen's upright and aboveboard strategy.

If these tribes were sensible and willing to take the initiative to lean towards him, Allen would certainly be happy, but if they thought he was a sucker and wanted to take this opportunity to cut flesh from his clan, then they were wrong.

He was now at least a demigod-level powerhouse, enough to sweep away the top power of any tribe in the Northern Territory except for the Drow Federation. At the same time, the close alliance between the Green Field Clan, the Snow Mage Clan, and the Raven's Claw Clan was enough to contend with the existence of the Drow Federation, creating an overwhelming difference in strength for the other three clans.

Under such conditions, perhaps because of the constraints of the alliance charter system, Allen could not cause devastating blows to the other three clans, but he believed he could still make it difficult for the three clans to survive in the Northern Territory from now on.

“The road is in front of everyone, and the choice is yours, but behind every choice, there are benefits and costs. I believe everyone has their own answers in their hearts!!”

Having said what needed to be said, Allen was too lazy to waste his breath communicating with these guys, lest he be looked down upon.

“…”

The three leaders also clearly felt Allen's emotions. After glancing at each other a few times, they continued to sink into contemplation.

Truthfully, no demigod-level powerhouse had appeared in the Northern Territory for so many years, so they had very little presence in the alliance, causing too many public resources to be occupied by the central and southern tribes. Now, with Allen's advancement to demigod, it should be good news for these tribes in the Northern Territory. Relying on Allen's increased voice in the alliance, they could reshuffle the unfair resource allocation methods and take back the power and benefits that should belong to them.

And Allen's style was relatively gentle, at least he didn't have the habit of bullying the weak like other strong tribes. The tribal leaders in front of him could feel Allen's sincerity in this move.

“Alright, count my two clans in!!”

When the two lizardmen chiefs, Schwenke and Fendi, raised their heads again, they had already made a decision in their hearts.

“Good!!”

Allen returned an approving look.

“… Uh, since you've all joined, can I be left out??”

Zolfe gave a self-deprecating smile and said casually, but deep in his pupils, a hint of bitterness was hard to hide.

“Then I'll talk to you about the plan for the development of East Ridge!!”

Allen secretly cheered in his heart. He had finally settled these old guys in the Northern Territory. In that case, at the alliance meeting held in five or six years, he would barely have the confidence to contend with the other four demigod powerhouses.

Different emotions also appeared in the depths of Maggot Eye and Tim's eyes. Although their participation this time was more of an accompaniment to Allen and his supporters, from the bottom of their hearts, they still hoped that the development of the East Ridge of the Cartore Mountains could proceed smoothly, even if they needed to share some of the benefits with other tribes.

Maggot Eye and Tim understood that whether or not the Cartore Mountains were developed was actually at the whim of this bugbear, Allen. Including the increasingly scaled-up West Ridge industrial chain, it had actually gradually developed after the goblins of Green Field opened up the Green Na Trade Route.

Although Maggot Eye and the others could also develop the East Ridge of the Cartore Mountains themselves, firstly, they didn't have enough professional and suitable talents under their command to preside over such matters; secondly, to their north, there was still the Drow Federation watching covetously, and without Allen's support, no one could guarantee whether the Drow would intervene; of course, more importantly, without Allen's bugbear nod, even if their two clans joined forces, they might not be able to develop the Cartore Mountains.

And the development of the Cartore Mountains itself could provide additional income to the troll and gnoll tribes, allowing their two clans to have more abundant resources to strengthen their own tribal strength. At the same time, the surplus labor of the two clans could also be diverted to the mountains of East Ridge, obtaining resources for survival through adventure, resource collection, and other means, which also reduced the pressure on the ruling class of their two clans.

In recent years, the strong labor force of the tribes had been flowing to places such as Nasir Fortress and Green Lake Town, because Nasir Fortress could not provide enough job opportunities. And the consequence of labor emigration was that the bottom of the two clans was restless. After seeing an easier life outside, they became dissatisfied with their own tribes, reducing their loyalty and cohesion to the tribe.

This was a very serious problem for a tribe. As long as they were not foolish leaders, they would feel these changes and try to solve them.

…

The meeting ended, and Allen, having achieved his goal, enthusiastically saw off the leaders who had come to the meeting. Afterwards, he found Oliver, Maggot Eye, and Tim again to discuss the specific development matters.

For the moment, getting the lizardmen and kobolds to state their positions is only the first step towards achieving my goal. If I truly want to pull these guys onto my war chariot, I must start the development of the Eastern Foothills of the Mountains as soon as possible.

Only after these three races have contributed the resources and manpower to start the project will they hesitate when they think about going back on their word, and only after they see the direction of profit will everyone's determination be firmer.

"Sorry, old buddy! !"

Zolv led his men out of the South Gate of Na'Muhl Fortress. Just as they left the fortress's surveillance range, a kobold quietly slipped into their ranks and gradually approached Zolv's position.

Zolv was prepared for the arrival of the uninvited guest. He turned around and greeted him apologetically.

"What do you mean? Are you sure you want to side with this gnoll? ? Aren't you afraid of angering Lord Da Vinci? ?"

Kozmer, the chieftain of the Thunder Tribe, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, frowned and questioned him in a stiff tone.

"Kozmer, first of all, let me make one thing clear. Although I, Zolv, have a personal relationship with you, I am even more the chieftain of the Uruk clan! ! !"

"Every decision I make must be responsible for the 260,000 members of my Uruk clan, and will not deviate in the slightest because of our relationship, or the anger of an old kobold tens of thousands of miles away! !"

Zolv's expression also hardened, and he replied in an icy tone.

"Even if Da Vinci is the strongest of the kobold race, so what? ? Why should his anger be compared with the safety of the 260,000 members of my Uruk clan? ? ?"

"… … Sorry, I misspoke! !"

Feeling Zolv's anger, Kozmer suddenly woke up and immediately apologized sincerely to his old friend Zolv.

It's no wonder Kozmer was anxious. The only purpose of his trip north to return to Thunder Town was to become the eyes and ears of the Pale Night tribe within the radiation range of the newly promoted demigod's territory, monitoring the movements of the Northern Territory while also causing some trouble for Allen, this newly promoted demigod.

Seeing that Allen, the gnoll, had summoned the leaders of the various tribes to Na'Muhl Fortress for a meeting, Kozmer and Dick, the two kobold powerhouses who had been watching the movements of Greenwild, immediately knew that the other party was planning something big.

Taking advantage of the close relationship between the Uruk compatriots, and the close friendship between Kozmer and Zolv, who had adventured and traveled together since they were teenagers, Kozmer quietly went south to plead with Zolv, asking him to at least maintain a neutral attitude.

According to Kozmer and Dick's thinking, defecting to the camp of a demigod powerhouse was never something that could be accomplished overnight. Even though the tribes in the Northern Territory have been moving frequently in recent years, and the relationship can be considered peaceful, with the personalities of these old guys, it is impossible to make a decision in a short time.

But Kozmer never expected that, just with this simple meeting, it seemed that only half a day had passed, and Zolv, this old friend, was actually persuaded by the gnoll and joined his camp.

"After you go back, please apologize to Lord Da Vinci for me, and say that I really have no choice. Who told my tribe to be in the Northern Territory? I can't afford to offend Lord Allen, this demigod! !"

Zolv's expression softened, but his face was indescribable.

"Alas! !"

Kozmer didn't know how Zolv was persuaded or threatened by Allen, but since his old friend had already made a choice, he couldn't make things too difficult for the other party.

"I'll say a few good words to the elders for you, but can you tell me, what exactly happened at your previous meeting? That way, I can report back to the elders!"

"The trolls of Greenwild and Snowme and the jackalweirds of Raven's Claw have long been inseparable. The close relationship they showed at the meeting was actually for us old guys to see…"

"Also, their…"

Zolv didn't hide anything from Kozmer and told him in detail about the situation at the meeting: "… … Their development of the eastern foothills of the Kator Mountains will be of great help to my Uruk clan."

"You know, the large-scale mineral resources on my clan's territory that can be found have been mined out by my clan over the past thousands of years. We need to find new mineral veins to fill the deficit…"

"I understand! !"

Kozmer's eyes were blurred, revealing complex emotions: "I underestimated this newly promoted demigod. With such a broad mind and courage, if I were in your position, I'm afraid it would be difficult to refuse their conditions."

"Thank you for understanding! !"

Zolv patted his old friend's shoulder with relief.

"Then I'll go first. I have to report this news to the elders as soon as possible, so as not to delay things."

"Okay, I won't keep you."

Watching the back of his old buddy Kozmer disappear into the clouds in the sky, Zolv's face showed a hint of sarcasm as he looked into the distance.

The sarcasm was not directed at his old friend, but at the strongest member of the kobold race who was always high above. Why did he think that just by saying a word, by identifying with the kobold bloodline, he would have to follow in the other party's footsteps?

Over the years, the Uruk clan seemed to have a good relationship with Pale Night, but during the hundreds of years that Zolv was in power, the Uruk tribe had never received any favor from Pale Night or Saint Da Vinci. On the contrary, when they occasionally needed our support, Pale Night would send people over to temporarily win us over and make their requests.

The Uruk tribe is also an independent branch of the kobolds. Although their overall strength is not as good as the other party, they are not vassals of Pale Night! !

Looking at Allen, the gnoll, he already knew how to cooperate and win-win before he was promoted to demigod, maintaining everyone's connection and communication in an equal way that both parties could accept, and resolving the problems that arose fairly and openly.

It can be said that in recent years, the Northern Territory tribes have had more and more say in the alliance, and have received more and more attention. This is undoubtedly due to the efforts of the Thorns Ring organization that Allen has always maintained.

Now that he has been promoted to demigod, he has not used his power to overwhelm others as soon as he came up, but still uses cooperative development and common interests as a link to impress everyone. This is much better than the methods of the other four demigods and their camps.

In fact, Zolv's hesitation and choice in the conference hall before were mostly just acting in front of Allen, to see if he could exchange his unique position for the maximization of benefits. In fact, his heart had long been persuaded by Allen, and he was willing to unite with Allen to make the Northern Territory stronger and gain greater benefits.

I've been having insomnia recently, so I always get stuck when I'm writing.