Green Monster Epic

Chapter 833: Dividing the Spoils

Allen wanted the Rose Kiss artifact and its accompanying architectural blueprints, something absolutely impossible to find on the market. Missing this opportunity meant missing out forever.

However, his competitors were also formidable. Centaur General Ahmad and two other royal court generals, upon learning of the Rose Kiss artifact's value and function, also expressed strong interest.

Nevertheless, the three royal courts' own contributions were slightly less than Allen's and the Allied Forces' combined. If the Kheron Avatar didn't get involved, their competitiveness would be inferior to Allen's, unless they cooperated to secure it together or persuaded the Kheron Avatar to compete with Allen.

Allen was still somewhat apprehensive. If Kheron really competed with him, he might actually give up. The other party was stronger than Allen in terms of status, strength, and merit. Allen wasn't arrogant enough to challenge Kheron.

The three royal court generals rushed out of the military tent, going to persuade Kheron to support them, while Allen maintained a calm expression but was actually somewhat nervous as he continued to preside over the distribution of other spoils.

After most of the items were distributed, Ahmad, Samuel, and other centaur legends returned to the military tent with some disappointment.

When Allen saw the expressions on the faces of these three centaur forces' powerhouses, the heart that had originally sunk fluttered slightly once more.

"His Eminence said that he wants three of the five demigod artifacts. Each of our three royal courts can take one, and the remaining merits can be exchanged for magical materials and potions."

In the end, Ahmad relayed the message to Allen, glancing reluctantly at the seal carved in the shape of a golden rose a few more times before saying sheepishly.

"Good!"

Allen agreed decisively. Although the other legendary powerhouses were inevitably disappointed, they couldn't refute it and could only accept it willingly.

Outside the royal palace, in the southern sky, the young centaur incarnation of Kheron stood proudly in the stratospheric gale, looking down from afar at the dark shadow hundreds of miles away, which was the reflection on the ground of the human army gathering to head north.

Just now, the centaur descendants of the three royal courts came to him, ostensibly to ask about the ownership of that artifact, but Kheron knew exactly what they were planning.

However, Kheron couldn't fulfill their wishes by taking that artifact and its associated system of books into his possession.

For many years, the three royal courts had been fighting openly and secretly, just to prove that they were Kheron's direct bloodline and gain the orthodox status of the centaur race.

If he took that artifact into his hands and eventually gave it to any one of them, they would use it as an excuse to proclaim their orthodox status of Kheron, and the resulting negative impact would probably be far greater than the benefits brought by this artifact.

Unless he gave each royal court an artifact of equal value, but that was obviously impossible. No matter how deep his church's foundation was, he couldn't give the three royal courts an artifact for no reason, otherwise how would he manage these three royal courts in the future!

Moreover, the centaur race's physical characteristics made them weaker than other races in city defense battles. Therefore, there were many large settlements in the Centaur Grasslands, but not many cities with huge fortifications had been built.

Only the respective locations of the three royal courts had capitals with defenses not much worse than Mansa City's.

Therefore, this Rose Kiss artifact, while valuable to the centaur race, wasn't that attractive. Furthermore, this artifact happened to be urgently needed by Allen, the goblin bear, so he could just sell the other party a favor.

Although the time spent in contact with the goblin bear demigod wasn't long, the favors and help that Kheron had given the other party during this period were enough to lay a solid foundation of friendship between the centaur race and the Green Field tribe. If the other party could really successfully ascend to that throne within the next thousand years, then his investment would be worthwhile.

Even if the other party ultimately failed, he wouldn't actually suffer any losses. In any case, this was a good investment.

Allen was also wondering why Kheron had given up the right to choose this artifact. Although he had some ideas in his mind, the will of the gods was unpredictable and profound, and he didn't dare to delve too deeply. However, at least one thing Allen understood was that the other party was definitely giving him another great favor by doing so, and he would probably have to pay the price for it in the future.

However, when he thought that the Green Field's future main city might be as solid as the current Nuen City, Allen felt that it was worth paying any price.

Of course, Allen wasn't overwhelmed by this good thing. Obtaining this set of architectural blueprints and the core magical hub was one thing, but building this city was another.

With the wealth of the human kingdom, the Rose Principality used the power of the entire country to build a Nuen City. With the Green Field tribe's huge gap compared to the Rose Principality, it would probably take at least hundreds or even thousands of years for this blueprint to become a reality.

"I only want 400 ordinary inheritance crystals, 30 legendary inheritances, 9 sets of professional books, and this artifact with its accompanying architectural atlas. Does anyone have any objections?"

Allen gave up the other equipment and materials, exchanging them all for inheritance crystals and books. At the same time, in order to show fairness, he took the initiative to make concessions, which was a small loss. When he stated his demands, the other powerhouses naturally had no objections.

"Why doesn't Your Excellency take some more gold coins? Otherwise, you'll suffer a bit of a loss?"

The other powerhouses pretended to persuade him. They didn't have enough dimensional equipment to take away so many gold coins on the ground. In the end, they might give up some gold coins as a reward to the brave men in the army. Instead of doing so, it would be better to sell this powerful mainstay a favor and give it to him as a token of goodwill!

"Hehe, no need. I don't think I'm suffering a loss anyway, as long as everyone has no objections."

Allen shook his head and politely declined everyone's kindness.

After Allen and Kheron finished choosing, it was their turn to carefully select. As Allen expected, Nicol also exchanged most of his merits for inheritance crystals and professional books. He didn't choose any of the legendary equipment, but instead chose dozens of middle- and high-level equipment that weren't suitable for him.

Nicol himself didn't expect that this time, representing the Snow Mier tribe to fight, he would make a big profit. As long as he could bring these things back alive, the foundation of the Wasteland Heart tribe would increase sharply, and the gap from the large tribe would become smaller.

"This time, we also lost three companions in the battle. Their share of the spoils must also be kept for their families and descendants. Does anyone object?"

Just as everyone was happily distributing the spoils, Allen promptly reminded everyone that as a pillar of the alliance, he must act justly. Only in this way could he establish prestige among the people and influence more tribes to respect him.

When the other powerhouses heard Allen's reminder, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in their eyes. After all, this would damage everyone's interests. The three dead Legendaries were nothing; why should they receive the same spoils as them?

However, everyone could not refute it, because these three powerhouses had indeed made contributions, even sacrificing their lives.

"Indeed, it should be so."

Jericho took the initiative to speak, expressing his support for Allen.

As a representative of the temple, Jericho was actually more willing to see such a style of action. Only in this way could more powerhouses and tribes be encouraged to make certain sacrifices, and only then could they reduce their concerns.

It's just that there are not many leader-like figures in the wilderness who can truly implement this more civilized and far-sighted behavior. Many powerhouses only care about immediate interests and ignore the existence of other damaged interests.

They never thought that if they themselves became unfortunate members one day, how would they protect their own interests?

"Alright."

"We'll follow your arrangements!"

In the end, Shilan, Nicol, and others spoke up one by one, expressing their support for Allen's attitude. Only then did the other powerhouses have to give up the idea of arguing and reluctantly accept the arrangement.

What was somewhat comforting to everyone was that the share of spoils from the fallen powerhouses was basically the eliminated goods left behind after everyone's repeated selections. Their quality was somewhat problematic, or they did not meet the needs of these surviving powerhouses.

The distribution of spoils lasted a whole day. In the end, as expected, three million gold coins were left. Everyone's dimensional equipment was completely filled, and it was difficult to stuff in these bulky and space-consuming gold coins.

The most important point was that after everyone had harvested a large sum of wealth, they somewhat looked down on the remaining three million gold coins. In addition, Aaron and Orcon proposed to give the expeditionary soldiers a reward, which happened to digest this sum of gold coins, and at the same time, it was also considered giving the soldiers who fought fiercely a taste of the meat soup.

After the exciting distribution of spoils ended, news soon came that the human vanguard legion was about to approach the city. The soldiers' enthusiastic venting activities also came to an end. Countless materials and talents they had searched for began to be transported to the rear along with the wounded soldiers. The soldiers who stayed behind also devoted themselves to the work of repairing the city defenses.

"Next, we will have to rely on everyone!"

Just as the human coalition forces were about to arrive, a commander of the centaurs suddenly invited Allen, Aaron, and other important members of the coalition forces to gather, and then slowly showed Allen and the others a shocking plan.

"I object!"

Although the shock on the wolfman Orcon's face had not dissipated, as soon as Ahmad and the others finished introducing the plan, he kept shaking his head and resolutely expressed his attitude.

"Our wilderness warriors now have only more than 80,000 combat-capable people in total, while the human army on the opposite side has as many as 500,000. You want our warriors to defend Newens King City, isn't this letting them sit and wait for death??"

Orcon is now very satisfied with the brave warriors under his command. Moreover, in the future, he believes that it may be difficult to have the opportunity to lead such a brave and good-at-fighting wilderness army with good discipline and cooperation. Therefore, he has always hoped to bring this last remaining elite of the battlefield back to the wilderness homeland.

Moreover, he had made such a promise to all the soldiers under his command.

However, the plan suddenly proposed by Ahmad now, especially the part about the wilderness coalition forces, is to have them defend the dilapidated Newens King City, which undoubtedly means that they are not prepared to let the last elite of the coalition forces withdraw to the wilderness homeland.

"Aaron, say something!!"

Orcon swept across Allen's and Jericho's faces, noticed the hesitant look on their faces, and immediately felt a little bad. He quickly turned his gaze to his companion Aaron, hoping that he could support him.

"I . . ."

Aaron's heart was also in a battle between heaven and man at this time, unable to express the great pain and entanglement.

Logically speaking, Aaron also did not want this army to be buried in a foreign land, after all, they had grown up little by little under his command and become a powerful elite army.

But from a rational point of view, Aaron lacked any reason to refute it. The things the centaurs were planning were of great significance to both the wilderness and the centaurs. If they succeeded, they would not only be able to help the orc empire reduce pressure, but also win decades of buffer time for the wilderness and the centaurs.

Sacrifices are inevitable. Before, Aaron was very dissatisfied with the fact that the centaur legion had always been reserved on the battlefield. Now he realized that the other party was originally for this plan.

And if the centaur army carried out this plan, then the final result of their warriors and the remnants of the wilderness legion seemed to be not much different.

"I still want to hear the opinions of Commander Jericho and Your Excellency Allen!"

Since he was indecisive, he could only hand over the power of choice to Allen and Jericho.

Allen was carefully digesting this heavy news and had not yet prepared to express his position when Jericho, who was on the side, had already answered his opinion with a firm tone: "We are willing to unconditionally support the centaur legion's plan."

In fact, when the troops were dispatched, the centaur royal court had already communicated with the Great Church of the Natural Temple and reached a consensus. Otherwise, Jericho and the others would not have cooperated with Ahmad and the others so much in the plans made along the way.

It's just that the hearts of the people in the wilderness are complicated. This kind of plan that requires extreme secrecy is really not suitable for letting people know in advance. Even the powerhouses in the wilderness themselves may have collusion with humans. If even a little clue is leaked out, then this plan may fail.

As for not informing Allen, it was Jericho's own decision. Coming from the Church of Nature, he had some superiority and looked down on these so-called powerhouses in the wilderness, thinking that these guys had no other skills besides fighting and fighting.

At the same time, Jericho was also worried that Allen, the nominal commander of the coalition forces, would give random commands and changes after knowing the plan, thinking that he was right, and that would bring variables to the plan.

Although the contact along the way later made Jericho understand Allen's character more and more, he still did not tell Allen about this plan in advance for the sake of insurance.