Green Monster Epic

Chapter 436: Inside Story

Whoosh!!!

Accompanied by a strong wind, the legendary high-level Arier landed on the ground, causing Allen's face and hair to tremble.

"Is this the guy?"

On the ground, the kobold assassin Karl, captured by Allen, was curled up like a lump of mud, unconscious.

Around the kobold, there were several imposing figures, the other participants in this interception operation, while Arier was the last to return after receiving the signal.

"Yes."

Allen nodded slightly.

From this kobold, he had finally learned an important piece of information, which was the reason why the two major tribes had sided with the Oak Camp.

However, Allen was now filled with regret.

If he had known this, he would have preferred not to know the inside story, and he wouldn't be so conflicted now.

"Is the matter confirmed?"

Arier turned his gaze to the jackal, Maggot Eye, whose face was gloomy and body icy, asking the question he was most concerned about.

"See for yourself!!"

Maggot Eye's tone seemed to freeze the air as he threw out the magical parchment he was almost crushing.

Arier caught it steadily.

Unfolding the parchment, Arier's face gradually changed from the previous calmness to anger and horror.

The already icy temperature in the field dropped even further, and even the unconscious kobold Karl on the ground couldn't help but shiver.

"Humph!!"

The ground under Arier's feet cracked, spreading outwards like a spider web.

This troll, who was over three hundred years old and had a deep mind, ultimately failed to control his emotions, revealing his raging anger in front of outsiders.

"They really treat the warriors of my Snow Mites as trash!!"

"If they want to collude with those darkskins, they have to ask the hundred thousand trolls of my tribe if they agree!!"

"How can this matter be without me!!"

Maggot Eye, on the other hand, had received the news earlier, so although his face was frosty, his emotional fluctuations were lighter than Arier's.

"My lords, now that the matter has been confirmed, why don't we go back and meet with Lord Kirill first, and then make other plans?"

Stanley Daniel, a high-level half-elf mage from the Ranger Church, suggested cautiously to the legendary figures present.

"No need, we're already here!"

A figure suddenly appeared out of thin air, causing Allen and the others to become alert, and the Bone Cleaver appeared in Allen's hand.

However, after seeing the face of the person who came, the expressions on their faces returned to calm.

"You few, go to the periphery and set up a few magic traps, and set up a哨 for us."

Kirill, who had suddenly appeared, turned back and instructed Stanley and the other temple spellcasters.

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Stanley bowed slightly, and then, with a look in his eyes, several high-level spellcasters dispersed and quickly wandered around the mountains.

"Chief Arier, do you now believe us?"

With only Allen and the three wilderness leaders left in the field, as well as a demigod powerhouse, Kirill turned his head and looked at Arier and Maggot Eye with a sincere expression.

Allen was a little embarrassed at this time, wanting to avoid it and not get too involved, but he couldn't find a reason to avoid it, because Kirill had only given Allen a comforting look after he appeared, and then never looked at him again.

Pa!!!

The kobold that Allen had brought back was slapped into a pile of minced meat by Kirill before he was about to get to the point, and a bloody aura gradually rose in the field.

"Since the two of you have no questions, why not listen to our next plan?"

Seeing that Arier and Maggot Eye didn't answer, but the expressions on their faces were enough to prove their attitude, Kirill didn't continue to ask, and directly stated his intention.

"You have a plan? You're not just trying to fool our two tribes, are you?"

"If your plan doesn't include taking back the territory of our two tribes, I don't think there's any need to say it."

Maggot Eye and Arier were now grasshoppers on the same rope, and their relationship was getting closer and closer, with a bit of the flavor of an alliance between the Amantha and Argon tribes.

"Although I can't guarantee that I can help you two regain the occupied land, our plan, even if it doesn't succeed, can directly weaken the strength of the drow army invading the wilderness."

Kirill was full of confidence, giving the other party a definite answer, which made the two of them feel a strong curiosity.

Allen was sitting on pins and needles at this time, gritted his teeth and stood up to interrupt their conversation.

"What you're talking about has nothing to do with my tribe, I won't listen anymore, you guys continue."

"Chief Allen, since you've already participated, I don't think there's any need to avoid it, right!!"

Maggot Eye's eyes were like knives, making Allen feel the urge to fight back.

"Everyone is an ally on the same front, don't hurt harmony."

Kirill waved his hand, and a majestic energy filled the empty valley, not only dispelling the bloody smell in the mountain, but also sweeping away the malice emanating from Maggot Eye and Arier.

Afterwards, Kirill looked at Allen: "Allen, you don't need to avoid it either, we have nothing to hide from you."

"Moreover, the Oak Church will also ask you to help execute the plan next, it's good for you to understand it now."

"……"

Allen was silent, wanting to show a tough attitude and leave directly, but after thinking about the consequences of doing so, he couldn't move his feet.

In the process of interrogating the kobold, Allen had not only learned the information on the magic parchment he was carrying, but also knew that Aginaga's tribe had already joined forces with the Church of Nature.

The content on the parchment was a peace treaty reached by the secret envoy of the Church of Nature and several high-level matriarchs of the drow, waiting for the kobold Karl to bring it back to Fort Muer, obtain the confirmation of High Priest Philimon and sign the seal of the church, and then bring it to the drow to be officially confirmed.

The content of the treaty was roughly the same as what Kirill and the others had learned, with the core part being: dividing hundreds of thousands of square kilometers of land in the Coldwind Ridge - Bonn City area to the drow, in exchange for the drow's alliance with the wilderness, especially the Church of Nature, to jointly resist the actions of the northern elves.

In fact, if this matter were to be accomplished, it might not be a good thing for the overall situation of the wilderness.

With this drow army at the front, it could effectively prevent the elves from invading the wilderness, and at the same time, it could cooperate with the Dwarf Kingdom when necessary, and support the other side when their battle situation was unfavorable, alleviating the burden on the dwarf army.

However, in this way, the Snow Mites and Raven's Claw tribes would be the biggest losers.

As for why the churches of the Oak Camp were involved, Allen didn't know the reason.

From this information, Allen was afraid that he would inevitably part ways with his clansman Birel next, which was what he had been struggling with.

If he hadn't gotten involved this time, hadn't understood the inside story, then he could have played dumb and remained neutral, unless Bile or the Oak Cathedral forced him to choose a side. Now, with his own involvement, the question of choosing a side was already before him. Although he knew very well how he should decide, he still believed that maintaining the current balance was in the best interests of the Green Field Tribe, unless absolutely necessary.

“...Then, let me talk about our church's plan.”

Seeing that Alan, Maggot Eye, and the others had already made their choices, Kirill smiled knowingly and then slowly began to reveal this secret plan in an authoritative tone.

“……”

The plan was very detailed. Perhaps it was because he needed Maggot Eye, Yariel, and the others to fully support him, or perhaps it was to continue to win their trust. Anyway, as Alan listened, he felt that the plan was meticulous and almost impossible to find any flaws in it.

“I have a question, Your Excellency. How can you be sure that the other party…”

Since he had to be involved, Alan naturally needed to make the plan more secure. The more details he knew, the better he could prepare.

“You can rest assured about this. The information provided to us is absolutely reliable…”

Although Kirill did not reveal the source of his confidence, he gave a very definite answer.

“Next, we have half a month to prepare. If any of you give up after half a month, then not only will our plan be terminated, but the relationship between you and me will also end.”

Kirill's last sentence made Alan feel a chill in his heart, as if he was originally saying this to himself. In the end, he could only nod his head with difficulty, as if confirming it.

What Alan didn't know was that his seemingly active participation in the interception operation was actually just the Oak faction consciously guiding him to join. Even if he didn't participate in this interception, he wouldn't be able to escape the subsequent actions.

The Ajina tribe had basically decided to part ways with the Oak Cathedral. Therefore, Alan, as a nominal vassal of the Ajina tribe and also related by marriage, was in an awkward position between these two forces.

Moreover, because the Green Field Tribe was developing rapidly, and in addition to Alan himself being a legend, there was also another human legend in the tribe, the influence of the Green Field Tribe became even stronger. Alan was originally a rising force favored by the Oak Cathedral, and they had been cultivating and wooing him. How could they allow this guy with unlimited potential to have any variables due to the Ajina factor?

Therefore, after the Ajina tribe decided to leave the Oak camp, Alan would inevitably face the question of choosing a side, and the time would definitely not be slow.

Although the decline of Oak had been curbed, compared to when the Cathedral was in its prime, its influence was now less than half of what it used to be. On the other hand, the rise of the Church of Nature was unstoppable, and after decades, it had not completely stopped. At the same time, the God of Nature, O'Hare, was approaching great power. As long as he had more believers and a little time, he could step into the realm of great divine power.

At that time, if the Church of Nature extended an olive branch to Alan, wanting to pull him into the Church of Nature camp, where would the Oak camp have enough confidence to compete with it for Alan's help!

Instead of sitting and waiting for death, it would be better to take advantage of the Green Field Tribe's current close relationship with the Oak Cathedral and completely pull the other party onto Oak's chariot. This was the correct way to respond. In fact, this approach had already begun to be implemented. The plan in which Alan was involved in the assassination of the demigod Black Guard was an attempt by the Oak high-level to artificially create a handle for Alan. Now this plan is actually another calculation.

Of course, Alan was unaware of this. Compared to the methods of those cunning old guys, even if Alan thought that he was always cautious and careful in his choices, he still couldn't see further because his vision and information channels still had too many blind spots.

“...That's the plan. Everyone has it in mind, right?”

Just introducing this plan took a full two magic hours. By the time Kirill stopped speaking, the sky was already dark, and the figures of the four people were almost blurred in the night.

“Can I ask one last question?”

Alan was still unwilling to be used as a pawn by others, and he was forced to make a choice. At this time, his words were tinged with a bit of gunpowder.

“Go ahead.”

Kirill's tone was gentle.

“This plan is so huge, and the people we're dealing with are not ordinary guys. How can you ensure that it will succeed?”

“If I say that in addition to us, the church has also sent at least 6 other legendary tribal allies to act with us, do you think the chances of success will still be low?”

Kirill smiled slowly, with a look of confidence that inspired some faith.

“Who else is joining?”

Not only was Alan surprised, but even Yariel and Maggot Eye, who had just finished listening to the entire plan and whose eyes were erratic and sinister, suddenly flashed with bright light and asked in surprise.

“This is a secret for now. When we all act together, we will naturally know who else is there.”

Kirill replied with a mysterious look: “I swear by my demigod's true name that I will never deceive you.”

“Okay, I will personally participate in this operation!!!”

Yariel gritted his yellow teeth and immediately made a resolute reply.

“Count me in. If I lose Coldwind Ridge, those bastards in the tribe will probably join forces to challenge my authority.”

Maggot Eye also had a fierce look in his eyes, constantly rubbing his palms and roaring fiercely.

Alan's expression only improved slightly. If there were really so many strong people acting at the same time as Kirill said, then their chances of success would definitely not be too low. At that time, even if the plan failed, with so many targets, he would have less danger to his life.

“...I will show up and meet up with you then.”

Finally, under the impatient and unkind gazes of Maggot Eye and Yariel, Alan gave a difficult answer.

“Alan, don't worry, if you participate in this plan, the temple will definitely reward you handsomely. If the two leaders, Yariel and Maggot Eye, can regain their homeland, they will certainly not be reluctant to give a generous gift, right?”

“You agree, right?”

Kirill patted Alan's shoulder comfortingly, and then hooked his eyes on Yariel and Maggot Eye. The other party immediately understood and patted their chests to guarantee: “That's for sure. With Lord Kirill as a witness, as long as Chief Alan can help us regain the lost city, we will definitely reward you generously!!”