Green Monster Epic

Chapter 1097

“…Our tribal rights within the alliance must be guaranteed, with written proof left in the form of a contract.”

“Agreed.”

“In exchange, resolutions passed by internal alliance votes must be unconditionally followed by you, without excuse or refusal.”

“…Good!”

“However, you cannot exploit us with your advantageous position, favoring your own tribes and factions. The obligations everyone bears should be equal.”

“That is certain…”

… … …

After more than a decade of invisible struggle, the last members of the resistance faction could no longer withstand the torment of reality and began negotiations with the Four Pillars.

The negotiation currently taking place within the inner fortress of Mansha City Lord's Mansion was just one of dozens of negotiations over the past two years, and the one that would finally bear fruit.

In fact, the clauses spoken by the negotiating members of both sides were the results of previous negotiations. Now, through the mouths of both members, they were being described in detail again, merely to complete the final step.

As the negotiating members of both sides confirmed, one rule after another was written down on parchment by the scribes, eventually forming a contract with dozens of clauses.

Once all the clauses were registered and reviewed by representatives from all parties to ensure nothing was omitted, these parchment contracts were submitted to another corner of the vast conference hall, where dozens of powerful figures of different faces and races sat solemnly.

Particularly conspicuous was a figure who, merely by sitting there, stole the light from the other powerhouses—none other than Allen, the Bear Goblin Saint and de facto strongest individual in the Mansha Wilderness.

Sitting beside him were the other three pillars of the wilderness, while across from them sat the nine gloomy-faced leaders of the wilderness tribes.

In addition, there were five heavyweight figures from the Temple of Nature in the middle, forming a three-legged balance of power.

The light parchment was delivered to the hands of Allen and the other powerhouses. All the influential leaders holding great power focused their gazes on the parchment in their hands, carefully reviewing the contents before picking up the quill pens on the tables in front of them and signing their names with flourish.

After signing their names, these parchments were exchanged among the leaders until each parchment bore the names of every practitioner and witness present, finally bringing the proceedings to a close.

“Congratulations, everyone. What happened today will surely leave a heavy mark on the history of the Mansha Wilderness.”

Garfield, the Green-Robed Archbishop and second-in-command of the Church of Nature after the Pope, spoke slowly with a benevolent expression.

“After today, the wilderness will become a more united whole, and the cohesion of the alliance will be further strengthened.”

The result of years of struggle was that the autonomous rights of the tribal members of the alliance were stripped away to a significant extent, while the alliance council gained more authority.

A more centralized wilderness alliance would have greater efficiency and resilience in the future war against the powerful civilizations of the North and South Continents.

This was the result that the various churches of the Temple of Nature wanted to see, and it was also an important reason why they were willing to cooperate with the Four Pillars over the years.

Moreover, taking advantage of the internal struggles of the alliance, these churches also made continuous small moves in private, extending olive branches to several super-tribes of the resistance faction, who naturally had to lean towards the Church of the Temple of Nature in the face of realistic pressures.

It was only because of the previous encounter with the Yucatan tribe that the representatives of the Temple of Nature were careful not to be too blatant or radical in their actions.

“… …”

The last few tribal leaders of the resistance faction were momentarily speechless, their emotions extremely complex.

After more than a decade of struggle, which of these tribes present had not suffered greatly, with their clansmen complaining? If these leaders had not been strong and possessed sufficient control over their tribes, suppressing the backbone and the vast clans, their respective tribes might have already been in chaos.

It was also in the face of such helpless reality that they could no longer persevere and had to start negotiating with the Four Pillars through the channels of the Temple, which led to the present result.

“We also hope that this is the result, but we fear that some people will sign this contract but still have other ideas!”

“Let me say this ugly thing first. Now that this contract has been reached, if any tribe that leaves its name on this contract violates the clauses above in the future, then don't blame us for being impolite!”

Davinci, the Kobold Saint, rarely shot out an unblinking gleam from his usually cloudy pupils, scanning back and forth across the faces of the wilderness leaders directly opposite, his tone revealing a strong domineering and murderous intent.

His heart was somewhat agitated. In his early years, he had once tried to change the status quo of the wilderness at all costs, but it eventually ended in disappointment, leading him to smooth out and sink his own sharp momentum and temperament for many years.

He never expected that in his twilight years, he would still be able to see what he had been pursuing happen before his eyes, and that he himself would participate in it, even to the point of guiding the direction of things.

Although the initiator and strategist of the event was not himself, how could Davinci not feel a surge of emotions in his heart when he could realize his inner regrets in the last moments before his life came to an end!

“That's right!”

Blinken, the Gnoll Demigod, was equally fierce and echoed Davinci's statement.

In fact, he was somewhat dissatisfied. In order to reach the contract this time, they, as the dominant and advantageous party, had actually made the most concessions. How could the Gnoll Demigod, who had originally wanted to bring down several large tribes and profit from it, be willing!

As he said this, the Gnoll Demigod did not forget to cast a sinister glance at the Temple representatives in the middle. If it weren't for the churches behind these guys dragging their feet, these tribes that had opposed them for more than a decade would definitely have to pay a heavy price.

On the other hand, the Troll Demigod Ya'lian and the Bear Goblin Saint Allen looked relatively stable and calm, apparently having accepted everything.

Of course, it would be false to say that they had no regrets at all, at least for the Bear Goblin Saint Allen, but he would not let these emotions show on his face.

A reform or revolution without enough blood and fire baptism has, in Allen's view, a very small chance of success, even with the most powerful pillars of the wilderness standing behind this revolution.

This was not because the Bear Goblin Saint, who had gradually lost too much emotion in his long life, had become cruel and ruthless, but because of the experience and lessons he had learned from hundreds of years of tempering and study, he deeply understood the essence behind these things.

Any successful reform or revolution is based on harming the interests of the existing vested interests, depriving them of their rights, and at the same time, nurturing new vested interests in the reform that complement the reform itself, in order to consolidate the final achievements of the reform.

If the existing vested interests cannot be eliminated, then the expansion of power required for the reform cannot be achieved, and at the same time, the new vested interests that are nurtured cannot control power and maintain the achievements of the reform.

For example, every two hundred years or so, the Greenwood Tribe will launch a power purge within the tribe. Even with Allen, the leader with absolute power in the tribe, sitting and supporting behind the scenes, the power and interests that can be seized back from the old power class are less and less each time, and the difficulty is greater and greater each time.

Not to mention the wilderness reform, which is far more difficult than the Greenwood Tribe's power purge. This time, without effectively attacking and cleaning up the backbone of the resistance faction, Allen is not very optimistic about how much the final achievements of the wilderness reform can be and how long it can last.

However, the reality of the wilderness is in front of him, and there is no possibility of a large-scale war involving the entire wilderness. Not to mention that the high-level officials of the Church of the Temple of Nature do not allow this situation to occur, even the pillars who have led the current confrontation will not allow this matter to move towards a full-scale war.

Fortunately, he still has a long time, and the strength of his faction is still growing vigorously. As long as they can preserve the living strength of the wilderness in this war of civilization, then they will still have a chance.

Allen comforted himself and slowly rolled up the parchment in his hand, putting it into his arms.

With the signing of the contract, this meeting, which will also leave a heavy mark in the history of the wilderness, also came to an end.