Green Monster Epic

Chapter 664: Gathering Together

“Are you all very idle?? Do you want outsiders to laugh at our Wildlands??”

Just as the three were facing off in the sky, another faint voice came from the inner city. The expressions of the two demigods, Marvin and Blicken, faltered slightly, and Allen also noticed the anomaly.

“All of you, get down here!!!”

Allen was now certain that the one speaking at this moment was definitely Vinci, the strongest in the Wildlands. Only he would dare to speak to demigods so impolitely.

Blicken and Marvin had subtle expressions, revealing a hint of reluctance and anger, but in the end, they still plunged headfirst into the city with expressionless faces. Seeing this, Allen dared not be slow and followed closely behind the two demigods, landing where the voice originated in the inner city.

“Lord Vinci!!”

“I didn’t expect you to participate in the regular meeting. It’s just a pity that there is no representation from Allen in Bogard's tribe, otherwise, our meeting would be a rare gathering.”

… …

The three demigods went straight into the city lord's mansion in the inner city. Besides the uneasy city lord of this term, the half-orc Leander from Silver Moon, there was indeed the decrepit, meditating Kobold Saint, Vinci.

In the Wildlands Alliance, apart from the last demigod, the troll Allen of the Bogard tribe, the remaining top figures had actually gathered.

Allen still maintained the necessary respect for Vinci. The scene where he was crushed by him in the illusion of the ruins, although not necessarily real, matched reality very closely based on Allen's feeling of the illusion. Even if there were differences, they wouldn't be too outrageous. That is to say, even if the strength of the Kobold Saint in the illusion was greatly reduced, Allen would most likely not be his opponent.

Of course, it was just the gap in individual strength, and Allen would not be so self-deprecating. However, under Vinci's nearly thousand years of management, the Pale Night was the strongest tribe in the Wildlands, second only to the three major royal courts of Centaur Grassland.

The Pale Night tribe had more than 1.5 million Kobold tribesmen under its jurisdiction, and there were no other native Wildlands tribes or settlements within a five-hundred-mile radius. Moreover, legendary powerhouses emerged one after another in the tribe. The Thunder Tribe, a branch, could send two legendary mid-tier powerhouses or higher in one go, which was truly wealthy and generous.

With the current strength of the Green Field Tribe, even if they added the entire Ring of Thorns, they would probably only be comparable to the Pale Night tribe.

Powerful strength was the foundation of respect. Allen didn't need to provoke Vinci now, and maintaining the necessary respect was natural. On the other hand, during Allen's secret observation of the other three powerhouses, they all had some indifference and resistance to this old Kobold, indicating that there seemed to be many stories between them.

“You are the faces of the alliance, making such a scene in front of millions of eyes in the entire city. Do you think the human kingdoms in the south and the elf kingdoms in the north have been too quiet for too long??”

Allen finally knew why these people were so resistant to Vinci. The old Kobold's tone was aggressive and condescending. Although the content of his words was for the sake of the alliance, he did not take into account the identities and faces of the other demigods.

“The tribes of the Wildlands have always gone their own way. Now that you are showing a lack of unity, wouldn't that make our Wildlands even more despised?”

Although Vinci had been dominating in his own tribe for many years and had long been accustomed to teaching people in the posture of an elder and superior, when facing other demigod powerhouses second only to him in the tribe, he actually wanted to have a good conversation with them face to face.

Every being who could climb from an ordinary warrior to the position of a demigod had unique qualities such as perseverance, unruliness, and self-confidence, not to mention anything else. They all had their own pride.

However, the Wildlands, sandwiched between the four major civilizations, was always shrouded in the shadow of war and threatened by the four major civilizations. For tens of thousands of years, the Wildlands had never had a unified regime. Even the major churches of the Natural Divine System had tried, but ultimately failed.

In the end, after compromises from all parties, the Natural Divine System integrated the Mansa Alliance, a loose mechanism, allowing the natives of the Wildlands to have some bargaining chips to contend with the four major civilizations.

However, with the fall of the Father of the Oak, the Natural Divine System inevitably showed signs of decline. Subsequently, the invasion of the human kingdoms and the fighting with the orc empire finally made the visionary leaders of the Wildlands tribes see the truth of the world.

The centaur race, the most independent and most powerful in the Wildlands, could not resist the attack of a partial division of the human coalition with the strength of the entire race. If it weren't for the subsequent support from the alliance and the Temple of Nature, as well as the human coalition's two-front war layout, the centaur race's living space would have been swallowed by humans in the great war hundreds of years ago.

As the strongest in the Wildlands and also the most rational and intelligent spellcaster, Vinci truly saw the huge gap between the Wildlands and the four major civilizations, as well as the biggest problem in the Wildlands.

It was just that he had seen the facts clearly, but there was no way to change them, which made Vinci feel the most desperate. Among the powerhouses in the Wildlands, not only Allen valued his tribe more than his own future, but Vinci was also the same.

In the long years of a thousand years, Vinci personally forged the Pale Night from a tribe of only a few hundred thousand people into the most powerful tribe in the Wildlands. The effort and energy he put in were definitely more than Allen's.

Feeling the malice of the humans in the south and the greed of the elves in the north, Vinci did not want to see his tribal descendants become flesh and blood consumables consumed and swallowed in the war millstone in front of him in his lifetime.

Therefore, Vinci had to do something, at least in the remaining years of his life, to keep the Wildlands at least in its current situation, leaving more time and opportunities for future generations.

The existence of the Mansa Alliance was very important to the stability of the Wildlands, and Vinci also understood the efforts and contributions made by the church forces of the Natural Divine System, although this was also a matter of survival for the Natural Divine System itself.

But it was really difficult to maintain a stable and united alliance. Vinci had also made efforts, but in the end, he still bowed his head in the face of reality. More than a hundred tribes had more than a hundred ideas, and each large tribe had its own demands. Even if it was as strong as Pale Night, it still couldn't compete with other tribes.

What Vinci could ultimately do was to use his individual strength and status as a saint, with the help of the Natural Divine System, to deter the leaders of the major camps in the alliance, so that they could maintain at least superficial unity and avoid too much division and conflict.

Just like now, in front of several demigods, he had to show enough strength and arrogance. This would not only deter these proud powerhouses but also reassure them that Davinci was not biased towards any one of them.

The Pale Night Tribe was too powerful, and Davinci himself was equally powerful. If he colluded with any one demigod, it would be a huge threat to the other three tribes. Under the pressure of this immense threat, the other three tribes would inevitably set aside their prejudices and unite to contend with Davinci and his allies, thereby tearing apart the entire Mansha Alliance.

“I’d like to see who dares to look down on me!!”

The gnoll Briken grinned, saying sinisterly.

“Hmph!!”

Davinci frowned slightly, ignoring Briken and turning his gaze to Allen.

“I never expected that in my old age, I would see a talent like you emerge from the wilderness natives. I hope you don't follow these fellows and manage your tribe well, leading your people to continue to prosper and grow strong.”

“In the future, I will have to rely on your Excellency for your care.”

Allen replied in a deep voice.

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“Since you all say that Arlen will not attend this meeting, and we happen to be gathered together, then regarding the things that Allen needs to understand after advancing to demigod, why don't we discuss them with him properly here? What do you think?”

After chatting casually for a few sentences, Davinci glanced at the faces of the wilderness demigods, then asked indifferently.

“I think it's a good idea.”

Briken patted Allen on the shoulder, appearing very enthusiastic and supportive of Allen.

“……”

Marvin remained expressionless and did not speak.

“After advancing to demigod, Allen, the power you possess in the alliance will be greatly different. For matters big and small in the wilderness, your tribe's representative can have the power of veto, just like our tribes.”

“However, the proportion of resources allocated to your tribe in the alliance will not change for the time being. It will be reallocated based on the results after the next centennial competition…”

“The Mansha City Library has a most confidential room, and you are now qualified to access it. If you have time, you should go…”

“Also, as a demigod, you also need to share the responsibility of guarding Mansha City and maintaining its stability. However, since you are newly ascended to demigod, you should still need some time to consolidate your strength. This round of rotation will not include you. You can join in the next round…”

“It doesn't matter, I can do it!!”

Allen suddenly interjected, politely refusing Davinci's seemingly well-intentioned arrangement.

“Are you sure? You need to know that if the demigod on duty is stationed in Mansha City, the time is in units of fifty years!!”

“I can just take advantage of the time I'm stationed in Mansha City to consolidate my strength, which is beneficial for both sides.”

Allen smiled confidently.

“What's your hurry!! I still have more than twenty years of guarding time left. If you want to replace me, you should at least wait until my rotation is over!!”

Marvin's cold voice rang out, glancing sideways at Allen.

“Tsk tsk tsk, I never thought that one day you, Marvin, would be so enthusiastic about the duty of guarding!!”

Briken raised an eyebrow and teased.

“What's it to you!!”

Marvin retorted, indicating that his relationship with Briken was not very good either.

“I just want to know what made our Lord Marvin change his temperament…”

“Alright!!”

Davinci rubbed his brow and said softly.

“Now that the things that need to be explained to Allen have been explained, the remaining matters will be discussed after the Alliance Conference begins!!”

“Everyone, disperse!! Don't cause any trouble in the City Lord's Mansion!!”

“Hmph!!”

Marvin turned and left.

Seeing Marvin's attitude towards him now, Allen vaguely had a guess in his mind. Although he didn't know why Marvin, who was also from the goblin lineage, would suddenly become hostile to him.

“Hehehe, that guy is just like that.”

Briken put his arm around Allen's shoulder, leading him out of the castle, and said mockingly.

“Do you have anything you need to take care of next? If you don't have anything, shall we find a place to get together?”

“I'm sorry, Lord Briken. As you know, there have been some problems in my tribe recently. I was called to the City Lord's Mansion before I had time to deal with them after entering the city. Otherwise, after I settle down, I will personally prepare a place, and I hope you can grace us with your presence at that time.”

Allen said apologetically.

“That's fine, then. I won't delay you from handling your business, but if you need anything, just tell me. After all, in Mansha City, I'm still more influential than you.”

“Thank you, Your Excellency.”

“Don't be so polite with me, just call me Briken.”

Compared to Marvin, the relationship between Allen and Briken was indeed deeper. They had dealt with each other several times before. This time, the other party was so enthusiastic, probably because he valued Allen's newly advanced demigod status and wanted to maintain a good relationship with Allen, so as to have deeper exchanges.

Demigods act more calmly and confidently than ordinary wilderness tribe leaders. Representing the will of one side, they will eventually test and understand new forces like Allen.

Allen also understood the reason behind it, so he only regarded the other party's kindness as polite and did not take it seriously.

However, the reason he gave for declining was indeed true. After all, he had just entered the city and hadn't even settled down in his own manor when he saw the scene with his beloved student.

After this incident, many more eyes and ears appeared around the Green Field Tribe's manor in the south of the city. Among them, some people came to visit, but no influential figures appeared. Most of them were not wilderness members, but the heads of small and medium-sized chambers of commerce, holding the idea of ​​picking up a bargain and getting to know Allen when the public was snubbing this demigod.

Allen also welcomed everyone. Now he can be considered to have initially ascended to the position of a chess player. Although the tribe has had some plans over the years, it is still far behind the influence of the other demigods. He needs to find some suitable pawns from them in the future to get some benefits back from the hands of the other demigods.

Although advancing to demigod has given him a more comfortable chair in the front row of the Alliance Conference, it is up to Allen himself to strive to sit firmly in this chair.