Chapter 676: Arrival of Two Ruling Tribes (1/2)
As the Battle Masters gradually calmed their anger down on the surface, rage still burned in their hearts.
The Black Warbear Tribe's deeds will not be forgotten.
More importantly, they had to appease the Divine Doctor they offended as a result of their misguided information.
”We were truly ignorant to have offended you, Divine Doctor. Please look past our mistakes and be magnanimous in giving us another chance to amend our errors,” the Battle Masters apologized.
If they annoy the Shaman King's Successor, they could lose the chance to enter the secret realm. On the other hand, they might not get treated once they contract Demonic Possession.
Both were equally bad. And when the two are one and the same person, it was double the bad.
Nevertheless, Leon glanced back at them indifferently and said, ”It is not I, who you should all be apologizing to but the Darkmoon Tribe you disrespected and the tribesmen you have hurt in the process.”
”Right, right. What the Divine Doctor said makes sense. We should apologize to them,” the Battle Masters quickly agreed with Leon's words.
Leon did not doubt that whatever he said, they would still agree with it regardless, nonetheless, as if he only speaks the truth.
”Once you do that, you may enter—but only if they will allow it.”
After leaving those words, Leon promptly returned to Aria and the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman's side.
”I was expecting Young Master Leonhardt to teach them an unforgettable mistake, but Young Master Leonhardt's plan is even more brilliant than a simple beating. It was a good idea to divert the blame back to its source,” the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman praised.
”Not only would the Black Warbear Tribe receive all of these Battle Masters' hatred, but our side would be completely freed from their pesterings and future troubles.”
”Although the nature of these people isn't good, they weren't the source of the problem and were only being used by the Black Warbear Tribe. Beating them up would only aggravate the problem between our sides, which is exactly what the Black Warbear Tribe wants,” Leon stated.
”But now, the Black Warbear Tribe will have a headache over this issue they caused themselves,” the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman chuckled softly.
”Right,” Leon nodded before he suddenly mentioned, ”By the way, senior. I can't help but noticed that only Battle Masters have arrived. There is not a Great Warrior among the group that visited the Darkmoon Tribe. Why is that?”
”Because only Battle Masters are qualified to enter the secret realm, Young Master Leonhardt,” the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman answered before explaining further, ”Great Warriors are too weak to participate.”
”While the secret realm is filled with endless riches and lucky chances, there are certain levels of dangers accompanying them, not to mention that the fierce competition with the demons. Young Master Leonhardt wasn't thinking that the treasures would just be lying around unguarded, right?”
”Of course not. That's preposterous,” Leon smiled wryly.
”Nevertheless, we seem to have a problem,” Leon shortly mentioned with a solemn look before he said, ”If the real Shaman King's Successor doesn't appear, these people would have come for nothing.”
”Let's not even mention the location of the secret realm opening. We don't even know if the time for its opening is even coming up again. When was the last opening, senior?”
”The last secret realm opening was 98 years ago. Not precisely a hundred years, but the secret realm opening has always differed by a few years, whether it is earlier or later,” the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman said.