Lord of the Truth



"Wow, what fascinating scenery, are you Mr. Fugon and escorts, right? Welcome to our humble headquarters!"

A voice suddenly erupted in the language of the Greenlanders as the army of native humans came within one kilometer of the hill, interrupting Fugon's conversation with the rest of the Sages and incarnations around him.

"Hmm?" Everyone looked up a little towards the source of the sound, and they found a lone woman floating towards them, a stunning beauty who appeared to be in her late twenties, wearing an exposed green dress with scattered pieces of golden armor, and holding a small golden scepter.

"Did she just say that the appearance of the Night Fury clan's army… is a fascinating scenery?" muttered one of the elders of the tribe

"She doesn't even consider it an army, she called us escorts…" Another said, looking as if he was about to cry, the loud roar and murderous aura suddenly seemed like a child's play.

"You are...?" Alice asked with slightly furrowed eyebrows, she couldn't help but feel some envy at the mature body of the woman in front of her

"I am Elizabeth, one of His Excellency Robin's generals." Elizabeth pointed to herself and spoke with a smile, "I have been nominated to welcome you today, please follow me!"

Fugon's eyes twitched slightly as he heard this and spoke wryly, "Where is Robin? Why didn't he come out to welcome us? Where are those three Caesar, Jabba, and Alexander? Why did they send you?!"

"HIS EXCELLENCY! His name is... His Excellency Robin." Elizabeth's tender countenance changed to rage for a moment, releasing her half-step Emperor Realm aura, then in another blink of an eye her aura vanished again, and spoke softly, "My fellow generals Alexander and Jabba and His Highness Caesar are now busy making preparations for the main show for tonight so I have come in their steed, I hope you wouldn't mind me hehe."

"No... I don't mind." Fugon forced a smile on his face and replied, Elizabeth's aura that he sensed just now was undoubtedly on his level or even a little stronger than him, if someone stronger than him wasn't qualified to receive him then who would it be...

And not only he felt the power of Elizabeth, but the fat rat, the hoopoe, and the crow began to look at each other with the side of their eyes, 'Is this just one of the generals of the new tribe?!' they thought

"We apologize that I brought the army up to this point. I know it seems a little hostile behavior for someone to come so close to the headquarters of another tribe with an army of this size, but I was afraid that it was that vile Tree Father would attack my army when I'm not around. I hope that... His Excellency.. understands." Fugon spoke very cautiously this time, the encounter that is happening now is one of the biggest obstacles he thought of all the way here...: How to get the army as close as possible to the steep hill for them to make the sudden attack

The new tribe certainly has a guess, even if it is a negligible one, that he may refuse the offer and turn into an enemy, so they will raise their defenses around him, so how do they allow him to approach the steepy hill enough to attack it?

The main plan was to make the army reach at least 10 kilometers before agreeing to stop advancing farther, but when he found that there were no guards and no one cared about them, he decided to advance more.. then more.. until he almost touched the hill now!

Even if there are no guards to stop him, this is considered a direct provocation, and Elizabeth has the right to expel them now if he does not convince her or a war might erupt without even a chance to meet Robin again.

But Elizabeth's response was different from all his expectations, as she clapped and said with a giggle that filled his face, "Hehe~ of course, this possibility is indeed likely, You know what? This distance is still very far, the Tree Father might still attack your escorts when they are this far away, bring them with you and come up the hill all together, they can stop in front of the gate."

"...Hah?" Fugon, the Incarnations, and even the rest of the Sages in the area all responded with a single breath

"What? I'm sorry, They can't the gates enter at the moment, there is not enough room for everyone, unfortunately. Come on, come on, I don't want to miss seeing today's event, and I suspect you also want to miss it. Hehe, come after me." Elizabeth giggled, and then began to float down the hill slowly for the rest of them could catch up

"......"

A few seconds had passed since Elizabeth had moved, and no one knew what to say. In the end, Fugon merely signaled the army to go on and up the hill.

"…They are really arrogant as Brother Fugon said." Finally, the crow spoke, not knowing what to say more, the way Elizabeth dealt with them was as if she were guiding a group of children towards their classroom and not an army that might be hostile

"This is too much, man… too much! They don't have the Northern Fury tribe's army in their eyes, Brother Fugon has mobilized an army strong enough to wrestle a piece of land for a Tree Father, what would it take of them to consider the Northern Fury tribe as a threat? I doubt that even I could raise such an army!" Hoopoe replied nervously

After several more seconds, the fat rat spoke, "...Hey Fugon, let's exhaust all options before considering an alternative solution."

Everyone understood the significance of the rat's words... 

All indications say that the new tribe is based on great strength, and their actions today confirm that. If Fugon used the option of a surprise attack and things didn't go as he wish, there would be no turning back, they might very well get exterminated today.

Fugon nodded without adding a word, but his sore face and trembling eyes said a lot

Since he took over the rule of the tribe.. No, but since his birth he faces the danger of annihilation every day, how not when the Northern Fury tribe is located between two domination circles of two Tree Fathers, each of them striving to kill them and take their lands?

Were it not that these Two Fathers also have borders with other human tribes and they have to move their armies prudently for dread of attacks from the rest of the human tribes, the Northern Fury tribe would have been eliminated a long time ago, and even the rest of the tribes as well

Every day the people of this world feared an attack or were ready for an attack, the fear of death was deeply integrated into their lifestyle, and the Fugon who lived for nearly two thousand years experienced this feeling so much that he thought his fear has dulled.

But only today did he discover that his fear had not really dulled... Rather, his chest had never been tighter than today.