The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 665 Core Layer

"...Congratulations again, our newly promoted demigod of the Mansa Alliance, the leader of the bugbears from the Green Field Tribe, Alan Witt."

"... Now I would like to ask Chief Allen to introduce his experience to everyone!!"

In the majestic building of the Mansa Alliance, a half-elf representative as the moderator slowly introduced Allen's promotion to the representatives of all races present in a warm and routine manner.

"...I am actually very lucky. I have reached where I am now without realizing it. I must have suffered a lot of blows, setbacks and dangers..."

Allen stood up and stood on the podium. He put aside the magical props on the podium that were specially blessed with amplification. He relied solely on his vocal cords and his own energy to arouse the anger in his body, and clearly transmitted his words to the ears of the representatives of all races present. middle.

This can be regarded as a demonstration, showing Allen's mastery of energy and skills. It seems to be a simple technique of transmitting sound, but in fact it requires absolute control over his own body and energy. It's just that with this move, even most of the legendary high-level experts may not be able to do it, let alone as easy as Allen is now.

There was a look of interest in Bricken's eyes, but Marvin, the great goblin demigod sitting opposite him, had a mist on his eyebrows.

Allen showing such a hand can be regarded as a declaration for them. He seems to be using practical actions to tell several other strong men above demigod that although he seems to have just been promoted to demigod, in fact he is However, their strength may not be just about exploring the differences between demigods.

"...I hope that in the years to come, I can work with the various tribes here to continue to maintain the existing peace and stability in my wilderness."

"...I, the Green Field Clan, have grown step by step from when I was weak to where I am now. I have experienced the worst situations that most of the representatives of the tribes present have never experienced, so I am better able to deal with those in the alliance. The situation faced by the relatively weak tribes is something I can relate to!!"

"...Although the law of the weak is the law of nature, it is not absolute. I think that in the conflict of interests of various races, we can all have a compromise option and find a win-win balance. It should not always be the strongest. Eating situation.”

"...So, I am willing to provide help for the relatively weak ones in the alliance and am committed to maintaining a relatively fair and just environment in our alliance!!"

"...In the future, if your tribe needs me, just come to me. I am willing to do my best to help you!!"

"thanks!!"

Allen's speech seemed to be very effective, but after this speech, which was just a formality, there was a noise in the venue. Many tribal representatives were whispering to each other and their colleagues nearby, discussing the purpose of Allen's words, and A tribal representative had a meaningful and thoughtful expression, and seemed to have gained something.

After finishing his speech, Allen did not hesitate. After bending down and performing gentlemanly etiquette, he walked off the stage neatly and sat down again in front of the five tables and chairs in the front row.

This can be regarded as the biggest change that their tribe has experienced in the alliance after Allen was promoted to demigod. From the previous rows at the back of the conference hall, they were suddenly mentioned in the front position. In addition to highlighting their identity as a demigod tribe , in fact, there is still not much change in the league.

"...Hahaha, our new demigod is young and energetic, with high morale..."

"...Now that Chief Allen's matter has come to an end, we can start the next one..."

The half-elf host on the stage, after Allen's speech, re-followed the process of previous conferences and began the tedious steps of reporting work and inviting representatives from all races to discuss and propose matters for the past ten years.

"Clan Chief Allen seems to want to make a big move, but he is afraid that some people will not know the importance of the importance and be self-righteous, which will cause a lot of trouble!!"

Behind the table diagonally opposite to Allen, Marvin spoke to Allen in a stiff tone, ignoring the half-elf host on the podium closest to them who was making loud noises with amplification props.

"It is a good thing that young people have fighting spirit. Naturally, they will not be like us old guys who only seek stability."

Next to Allen, the jackal demigod looked kind and spoke to Allen with admiration.

"This stagnant water in the wilderness should have a few more young talents like Allen to stir it up!!"

As the core backbone of the Alliance's hawk camp, Bricken has been fighting alone these years. The situation has been relatively difficult, and he has long wanted to have a trusted companion as his companion.

Whether it is Da Vinci, Marvin, or Allen, they are more inclined to protect themselves when facing the four major civilizations outside the wilderness. Even when faced with the aggressive actions of humans and elves, they mostly stay calm and would rather harm a little bit of the wilderness. interests, and do not want to have too much conflict with the four major civilizations.

Take the Centaur Grassland for example. Since the Great War, the border of the grassland has shrunk by more than a hundred miles to the north. In terms of the border between the grassland and the human kingdom, it is a stretching line of thousands of miles. This is also This means that half of the wilderness, which exceeds 100,000 square miles, has fallen into human hands.

Fortunately, the northern border has the useless Tagan Desert. Otherwise, with the character of the elves, I am afraid they will operate like humans and bring the wilderness land into their hands little by little.

Although the elves did not move, the drow, as foreign natives, were able to establish themselves in the wilderness. Not only did they occupy the former territory of the Snomi and Crow Claw tribes, they even joined the alliance and became a formal member. In Bricken's opinion, this is too ridiculous! !
  Why can the drow, as invaders, live peacefully in the wilderness and enjoy the protection of the alliance? As the native jackals and trolls, hundreds of thousands of tribesmen can only be forced into a narrow fortress and live a miserable life. A cramped and bitter life! !

Bricken couldn't figure it out, but he was very powerless. Most of the members of the wilderness tribe acted like they had nothing to do with themselves. However, the natural god system, which was supposed to make the decision for the wilderness, was unable to do so because of the nature church. Wanting to join forces with Spider Queen Lolth, but sitting back and watching even pushed the drow to join the alliance.

Now that another demigod has finally appeared in the North, considering the situation of Allen and his base and supporters, he is naturally the partner of Bricken. Bricken has been secretly observing Allen's behavior. He believes that Allen, the bugbear, will not fail to see the threat drow poses to their northern border and the elves' covetousness of the northern border.

Ever since Allen led his tribe to participate in the Centennial Competition, Bricken had already begun to make plans to show favor to Allen. Now that Allen has given himself such a big surprise, giving him a partner at the core of the league, Bricken will naturally not attack Allen just because Allen may squeeze out his strength in the league. generate hostility.

"Ellen, I support you!!"

Bricken stretched his right hand to his chest, made a fist and straightened his thumb, and gave Allen a thumbs up.

"Hahaha!" Marvin smiled sarcastically and stopped talking.

Da Vinci seemed to be concentrating with his eyes closed, but in fact, the invisible mental power fed back every situation in the field to the sea of ​​consciousness, and rationally analyzed the content of Allen's previous words, as well as the reasons behind Bricken's friendly attitude. reason.

The meetings for several days were unremarkable. The uproar about Allen's new status as a demigod had actually been digested by all races when he successfully broke through and announced to the world. By the time of the regular meeting of the alliance, everyone did not have much concern. Emotions swirled, especially after the back-to-back assassinations of two legends of the Green Tribe.

The reason why Allen values ​​this meeting is simply because after experiencing this meeting, he has officially stepped into the core level of the alliance and participated in all future affairs of the alliance.

The so-called core layer of the alliance is actually composed of the Four Pillars of the Wilderness itself, representatives sent by the Three Kings of the Centaur Grassland, and representatives of the churches of the natural theology, forming a circle that can truly lead the future direction of the wilderness.

This circle was not promoted with much fanfare, but the tribal leaders of the various members of the Wilderness Alliance knew of its existence. When the human coalition invaded the Centaur and Horse Grasslands, the alliance finally mobilized all tribes to support the Centaur and Horse Grasslands with supplies and troops. It was first reached a consensus in this circle, and then it was promoted at the alliance conference.

Of course, although Allen is now qualified to participate, in fact his weight is still somewhat weak. If the wilderness really wants to make any big moves next, he may not have much say.

There is no way, this is the gap in strength, whether it is the strength of his own family or the supporters behind him, there is still a little bit less.

This is also the reason why Allen used righteous words to protest against certain unfair behaviors in the league at the speech meeting. Since most of the powerful tribe members were waiting and watching, or already had their own positions, Allen found another way to seek support from the weak.

Among the alliance members, the weakest group of members may have been hovering around the standard line of alliance members. There are tribes and even tribes with only one legend left. They urgently need another legend within a hundred years to maintain the status of the member tribes. Identity, but after all, their background is still there, and there have been glorious periods in the past countless years. Compared with the small and medium-sized tribes in the wilderness, these members still have the value of winning over.

In the camps of several other demigods, these weak tribes are regarded more as vassals and dispensable pawns. But considering the situation that Allen is facing now, he is not picky about food, and he does not have the confidence to choose companions. As long as you are willing to shout for yourself, you will be willing to stand up for them and fight for the interests that should belong to them.

"...What our church is going to say this time has a lot to do with Patriarch Allen!"

Just after the regular meeting of the alliance ended, the real core meeting of the alliance was quietly held under the chairmanship of Da Vinci.

The first person to speak was Plaka, the legendary high-level druid of the Oak Church. The druid's eyes exuded vitality and naturally exuded a peaceful atmosphere: "The Green Field Tribe once spent hundreds of years to open up their tribe. The Mansha Mountains on the western edge of the plain, together with the endless sea and the land inland of the plain.”

"The abundant rainwater resources have greatly changed the environment of the Green Field Plain, and even have an impact that extends beyond a thousand miles, and also has a very beneficial impact on their surrounding areas."

"In this regard, I think Chief Allen has the most say. If any of us are interested, maybe we can ask Chief Allen to introduce the changes in their tribe."

Allen was suddenly called upon by a representative of the Oak Church. Allen, who originally wanted to be a bystander, was somewhat surprised at this time. He had an awkward but rude smile on his face, and his mind was running rapidly.

"Let's make your proposal clear first, don't go too far."

"it is good."

It was Da Vinci who knocked on the table and brought the topic back.

“Although the Mansha Mountains have always protected our wilderness from marine life in the depths of the endless sea, they have also blocked a huge amount of water vapor from the wilderness, thus leaving most areas in the wilderness in a state of insecurity. In a suitable environment for survival.”

"But the Green Field tribe's attempts show that if a gap can be opened in a section of the East and West Mansha Mountains to allow abundant water resources from the endless sea to flow into the wilderness, then the future climate environment of the wilderness will definitely be greatly improved."

"All ethnic groups including you here will benefit from this."

Plaka, a druid from the centaur clan, became more and more excited as he talked about it. He is a druid who hopes that natural creatures will become more prosperous. Data, he really felt that his proposal would be of great help to the wilderness.

"My proposal from the Oak Church is to formulate a practical mountain-opening plan in the name of the Alliance to help the wilderness open a connection with the endless sea."

"I would like to ask a question. According to You, it took the Green Field Tribe more than a hundred years to dig this passage. So, Chief Allen, how much resources did you invest?"

As soon as Plaka finished speaking, a member raised objections. It was Papali, the representative legendary junior ranger from the Dayan Khan Court in the Centaur Grassland, who asked with questioning eyes.

"Forehead……"

Allen pondered for a moment. Although he did not expect that he would be involved in questioning, he did not hold back and gave the answer directly: "When my clan originally dug the West Mansha Mountains, I was also whimsical. It took me a long time to decide to establish the mine. It took almost 130 to 40 years to complete the stone field and finally complete the passage that is dozens of miles wide."

"And the cost paid during this period, on average, is at least two hundred thousand gold coins every year!!"

"I go…………"

A look of astonishment flashed across the faces of the dozens of member representatives in the field. They never thought that the economic income of the Green Field Tribe was so considerable, nor did they expect that this new demigod would have such courage and invest so much. Huge resources are needed to build a century-old unknown project.

"The expressions on everyone's faces now have already expressed my question. Master Plaka, who do you think would agree to pay such a high price to make a long plan?"

(End of this chapter)