Chapter 687: One-Eyed Venerable Shamans Request (1/2)
Gradually, the large crowd eventually reached the northern gates of the Crimsonfog Tribe.
”Welcome back, Venerable Shaman!” the sentries greeted on the wall after spotting the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman among the leading figures in the crowd.
The One-Eyed Venerable Shaman raised his head to gaze at the sentries directly before he hollered clearly, ”Where is Chief Blacktooth? Tell him to come out and see me!”
”Chief Blacktooth?”
The sentries repeated softly with an odd look without complying with the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman's demand immediately.
Rather, they gazed back at the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman oddly and asked, ”What does the Venerable Shaman want Chief Blacktooth for?”
”To make a high-level announcement and pass down an order that may conflict with the tribe's sole interest but of benefit to the rest of the humans living on the Infertile Plains.”
Disgruntled as he may be, the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman answered the sentries' simply inquiry, nonetheless.
However, after they received the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman's answer, they slowly shook their heads.
”I'm afraid that Chief Blacktooth does not have enough authority to make any tribe-related decisions, Venerable Shaman,” one of the sentry answered.
The One-Eyed Venerable Shaman immediately frowned before he asked, ”Why?”
”Because…” the sentries glanced at the crowd of Battle Masters carefully before he continued explaining, ”Chief Blacktooth is no longer the chief of our tribe.”
”He already lost his position shortly after returning the other day, Venerable Shaman. The number of Great Warriors and Battle Masters that were just waiting to challenge him was quite frightening.”
”I see…”
The One-Eyed Venerable Shaman was taken aback but did not find it to be a surprising result, given the person's underhanded trick in assuming the position.
”Well, that's to be expected. So Blacktooth must have been beaten up badly, right?”
The One-Eyed Venerable Shaman chuckled slightly with amusement, unconcerned with the silent and judgemental gazes of the Battle Masters behind his back.
However, the sentry shook his head again and said, ”No, Venerable Shaman. Blacktooth forfeited the challenge before the battle could even be hosted in the battle arena. He did not try to defend his position at all.”
”I see…” the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman's lips twitched.
Blacktooth could be considered wise and self-aware to know that he did not have any chance in keeping his chief position for long. Still, it was shameful to admit defeat before even fighting to defend it.
The One-Eyed Venerable Shaman shook his head ruefully before he shortly ordered with a soft sigh, ”Haiz, never mind. Open the gates.”
”But these people..” the sentry hesitated as he glanced at the 700-odd Battle Masters outside their tribe's walls.
”They're all Battle Masters from the Central Region, coming to participate in the secret realm. So you do not need to worry about them. We will not be staying for long, an hour at most before we are on our way.”