418 One Day Challenge Rule (1/2)
It would take a long time to gather the resources needed to produce more Tier 5 Demon-slaying Arrows to equip the Death Passage.
As the warriors cleaned up the battlefield, the five remaining Venerable Shamans gathered around with pondering expressions. The future of their tribe looked grim.
”Venerable Shamans, the long-distance voice transmission pillar has received another message from the Darkmoon Tribe.” A messenger came to report after failing to deliver the news to the chief.
”Oh? What kind of message did the Darkmoon Tribe send to us this time?” One of the Venerable Shamans asked.
”Chief Valencia of the Darkmoon Tribe has requested for the chiefs of the seven tribes to convene at Darkmoon Tribe for a summit; to discuss important matters concerning the future of the Seven Tribes Alliance and the Infertile Plains as a whole.”
After the messenger finished speaking, the five Venerable Shamans glanced at each other with furrowed expressions.
”What do you all think the Darkmoon Tribe has to discuss that it would concern all seven tribes? Hm, it should be called the Six Tribes Alliance now that the Blackwind Tribe has become history.” A Venerable Shaman said, unbothered by the destruction of the Blackwind Tribe.
”Six Tribes Alliance sounds good. The Blackwind Tribe has always been the weakest yet also the greediest out of the seven tribes. As for the matter of the summit... I cannot tell. Perhaps it has something to do with the Bone Calamity.”
”If I recall correctly, it has not been long since the Bone Calamity started. The other four tribes on the eastern side of the Weeping Forest should still be busy dealing with it on their end. I doubt they will be free to attend the summit right now.”
The Venerable Shaman speaking shortly turned to the messenger and asked, ”What else did the Darkmoon Tribe say?”
”The summit will be held a week later, two days after the guesstimated end of the Bone Calamity. Those who want to attend, attend. Those who don't, don't. However, Darkmoon Tribe will not be held accountable for the future destruction of our tribes if we choose not to attend. Those were the words of Chief Valencia, Venerable Shamans.” The messenger said respectfully.
The five Venerable Shamans frowned with deep thoughts. The strained-back Venerable Shaman spoke, ”If it is that serious, I don't think the matter is about the Bone Calamity.”
”If Baskara is awake, we could be asking for his opinion. We are quite old and don't concern ourselves with these matters anymore.” A one-eyed Venerable Shaman sighed.
The five Venerable Shamans quickly approved and headed to Venerable Shaman Daal's abode. Just as they arrive, they found a huge crowd gathering outside.
They thought the tribesmen were concerned about Chief Baskara and were waiting for his recovery outside. However, that was not the case. The tribesmen were divided into two groups and argued over a particular matter.
”Has your morals been fed to the demons?! What the hell are you people thinking at a time like this?! How dare you take advantage of Chief Baskara's weakness!” A young Peak-rank Warrior shouted.
On the opposite side of the young warrior's group was a group of much older tribesmen. They were all Great Warriors. The one at the front of them was even an Extremity-rank Great Warrior.
”Morals? I don't care about that. I only know that Chief Baskara is in a coma with no certainty of waking up while someone is needed to lead the tribe! I am thinking of the tribe's best interest!” The Extremity-rank Great Warrior said shamelessly.
The young Peak-rank Warrior sneered, ”The tribe's best interest or YOUR best interest?”
”You—!” The Extremity-rank Great Warrior was immediately angered by the young warrior's blatant disrespect for him and said, ”It seems that someone needs to teach you some manners and how to behave in front of your elders!”
”What, you want to get violent? Bring it! I might not be able to beat you, but that doesn't mean I have to be afraid of you! You won't get past me!” The young Peak-rank Warrior spoke and blocked the entrance.
The other young warriors also bravely blocked the entrance to the Venerable Shaman's abode alongside the young Peak-rank Warrior.
Just as the two sides were about to clash, the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman within the group of five Venerable Shaman stepped forward and angrily roared with his commanding presence, ”What is going on here?!”
His powerful voice shook the ground and startled the crowd into halting their steps.
The One-Eyed Venerable Shaman was the only Peak-rank Battle Master among the six Venerable Shamans in the tribe. When he is angry, it is enough to instill fear into people and command their obedience.
”V-Venerable Shamans!”
Both sides stopped to greet the five Venerable Shaman with slight shivering expressions, evidently shaken by the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman's roar, which was unexpected like gunpowder suddenly exploding in their eyes.
”You speak!”
The One-Eyed Venerable Shaman immediately singled out the Extremity-rank Great Warrior, who appeared to be the strongest person present in the crowd, to explain the situation to him.
”I… I…”
The Extremity-rank Great Warrior stuttered with trepidation and hesitation, causing the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman's patience to be stretched thin quickly.