Green Monster Epic

“If the Church of Nature can support my ascension, then I will relinquish Nasir Fortress in the north, handing it over to the Snow Mites and Raven's Claw tribes to manage.”

“When the time comes, as long as I agree with them to temporarily halt the war with the Drow, they won't be so eager to reclaim their homeland when they have this place to live and no worries about the future.”

“Moreover, the other members of the Thorns Ring have no interest in counterattacking Bonn City or Coldwind Hold. Without the manpower and resources of the Thorns Ring, the Snow Mites and Raven's Claw tribes simply cannot counterattack and reclaim their original lands.”

“I think, given their current difficult circumstances, they won't refuse this condition, right?”

Allen finally revealed his trump card. When these words reached Philemon's ears, his expression was quite a sight. Even with his deep cunning, he couldn't hide the surprise, disbelief, and other exaggerated emotions.

Although he hadn't gained much profit from the two fortresses of the Ajinaga tribe yet, Philemon, as the highest decision-maker of the Church of Nature in the Northern Territory, still had a general understanding of the revenue from these two fortresses.

He never expected that this despicable and shameless hobgoblin would have such magnanimity, willing to give up the revenue from a fortress.

“Are you sure? Are you willing to part with it? That's almost half of the Ajinaga tribe's income!!”

Forgetting his surprise, Philemon asked Allen for confirmation in a high-pitched tone to prove that he hadn't misheard.

“I am sure.”

Allen withdrew the smile from his face, looked directly into the eyes of the Northern High Priest of the Church of Nature, and replied in a deep voice.

“……”

Staring into Allen's eyes, Philemon saw composure and sincerity, without any trace of hypocrisy.

“Hoo, your decision surprises me. Now I finally understand why Oscar and Nording of the Oak Temple think so highly of you.”

“I don't know whether I should be happy or worried about the emergence of a person like you in the Northern Territory.”

After venting his emotions for a while, Philemon's eyes also revealed a strong and firm attitude.

“Okay, as long as you appease the Snow Mites and Raven's Claw tribes first, then I will strongly support you in ascending to the position of Chieftain of the Ajinaga Tribe.”

“Then, I have a question. If I inherit the position of Chieftain of the Ajinaga Tribe, but feel that the name Ajinaga is too long, can I apply to the Alliance Council to change the tribe's name?”

Hearing this, Allen was certainly delighted, but taking advantage of Philemon's good mood at this time, he asked a seemingly casual question.

“…Heh heh.”

Philemon knew very well the little calculation in the hobgoblin's heart. He gave the other party a meaningful look, and then slowly said: "This kind of thing is not without precedent in the Alliance. If your tribe really wants to change its name, then you need to submit an application to the council, and then announce it at the council's quadrennial meeting, and that will be fine."

“Oh, thank you.”

A flash of light appeared in Allen's eyes, and then subsided.

“…Well, just now I was also shocked by what you said and lost my train of thought. Now that I think about it, the bargaining chip you are offering me now is probably the reward you initially used to persuade the two leaders, Arielle and Maggot Eye, to stand up for you, right?”

After a period of digestion, Philemon regained his composure. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he might have been schemed against by Allen. Feeling unwilling, Philemon frowned and mentioned it thoughtfully. Although his eyes did not look directly at Allen, his peripheral vision had already taken in Allen's face completely.

“How is that possible? Do you think I look like a sucker?”

“I don't need their help with anything. It just so happened that we encountered the assassination of Chieftain Beryl. Don't overthink it!!”

Allen would never admit that Beryl's assassination had anything to do with him, because it was related to the legitimacy of his inheritance of the position of Chieftain of the Ajinaga Tribe. Although, besides him, there was no one else in the Ajinaga Tribe at this time who was qualified to compete with him for this position, he had always been cautious and wanted to do his best.

Even if everyone present knew what Allen and his allies had done.

Even if this layer of window paper was pierced, Allen would hold on to the determination to ask the other party to produce evidence and argue with the other party to the end.

“Hahaha, Chieftain Allen is still so cautious!”

“I naturally know that the assassination of Chieftain Beryl has nothing to do with you. But privately, there may not be any contact between you and the two leaders, Arielle and Maggot Eye, right?”

“To put it bluntly, those two have never been law-abiding figures. Now that the Ajinaga Tribe has experienced such a big change, they turn a blind eye. This is very unlike their style!!”

“I don't want to be laughed at by others. If Chieftain Allen, you had taken such a bargaining chip to talk to Arielle and the others earlier, persuading them to stand still, and then you turned around and took the bargaining chip that you had already agreed upon to negotiate with me, if things were to be exposed, where would I put my old face?”

Philemon seemed to be joking, but in fact, his tone was very serious.

“Your Excellency, there are too many ways and means to persuade those two to join forces with me. What they need most in their current situation is a suitable ally. Since breaking up with your Church of Nature, they have established a relationship with the Oak Temple. Do you think it would be difficult for me to persuade them?”

Allen's confident appearance made Philemon a little unsure. The reason for his previous concerns was also based on his understanding of the two leaders, Arielle and Maggot Eye, with whom he had dealt many times.

But now, looking at Allen's performance and his words, he seemed to be really a bit sensitive.

Thinking about it carefully, no matter how the other party persuaded those two greedy and treacherous guys to form an alliance, it actually didn't have much conflict with what he was talking about now. The interests of the Church of Nature lie in the Drow. For this reason, they have already abandoned the two powerful tribes of Snow Mites and Raven's Claw. In addition, the death of Beryl has already caused the Church of Nature's layout in the Northern Territory to lose more than half.

As the leader of the church in the Northern Territory, Philemon urgently needs some political achievements to maintain his position. Otherwise, the church will inevitably replace other high-level officials to take over his position due to his dereliction of duty and incompetence.

“Okay, I believe what you said!!!”

“Next, it depends on your actions!!”

Philemon's heart hardened, no longer entangled in this matter, knocked on the table in front of him, and announced that a consensus had been reached between the two sides in the negotiation.

I just don't want to code after resting for a day, the weather is too hot!!

By the way, there are even readers who dislike me for updating too much in one chapter!!!!