In aristocratic circles, romance is not a rare thing. But the eldest princess of [Frost Sword Princess], who had never been rumored to have any scandals, surprised them.
Naturally, Ymir's subordinates would not gossip about her personal affairs.
Even if they guessed it, no one would ask, no one would dare to ask.
But for a guy like Bazel who only thinks about muscles, he doesn't have to pay so much attention to it.
Others could see the strange look on Ymir's expression, how could he, a legend, not see it
Not long after he left the camp, this guy couldn't hold back his burning desire for gossip and asked at the top of his voice: "Son of Ren, you are not the eldest princess's concubine, are you?"
"..."
Ren rolled his eyes when he heard it. He didn't know why Bazel asked this, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
How could this guy see that he had an improper relationship with Ymir
He doesn't want to work hard himself, but others have to give him a chance.
"Hiss~ You can do it, kid! The majestic Princess Oma was actually captured by you?"
Hearing that Ren didn't quibble, Bazel felt that he had guessed correctly.
Immediately afterwards, I listened to this guy's serious analysis: "I'm just saying it's strange. Last time in Glory City, she would personally rescue you. If you were any prince or princess, you might not be able to let that Her Royal Highness the Princess is so interested. So you two have been together for a long time?"
This guy was originally a monster thief leader, and he spoke without restraint.
Bah~ It’s so vulgar!
"..."
Renn knew that he didn't want to hear those complicated alliance plans, and he didn't intend to tell him.
He could only explain: "She and I are just allies."
"hehe... "
Bazel gave him a look: Do you think I believe it or not
Despite this legendary life, he still lived for more than two hundred years.
But he's just an old joke at heart.
He winked and said, "What were you doing in the tent just now?"
Renn didn't understand why this guy looked like this: "We're just discussing things, what else can we do... You know, I sent her a letter and then advised her not to wade into this muddy water."
Bazel: "That's it? Didn't you do anything else?"
Renn: "Otherwise? What else can we do?"
Bazel: "Eldest Princess!"
"???"
Did a wheel just run over my face
Ren was confused when he heard this, and suddenly understood what was going on with that guy's mean smile. He couldn't laugh or cry: "Senior, your language understanding ability needs to be improved..."
Bazel said quietly: "Haha... Do you think we werewolves are not smart? Or do you think we are blind?"
After getting familiar with it, Ren didn't have any scruples when speaking, and joked: "Senior, I don't mean to offend. But my teacher has done in-depth research on the bloodline of werewolves. From the field of biological sciences, the first half of your sentence has no meaning." The problem..."
Bazel: "..."
... ... .
Ren and the two walked out of the "fog of war", and the "Elder Ghost Mushroom" Dahle and Coleman soldiers waiting outside also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Dr. Lane, how's the negotiation going?"
"What do those invaders want? Do we want to go to war now?"
"..."
Several small warrior leaders riding Warcraft responded immediately. As soon as Ren said something was wrong, they would immediately attack the mist.
Elder Daler also came over, with a solemn look on his face, and asked, "Are they coming for the temple?"
Except for Ren and the others, he could not trust any "invaders" who invaded their homeland.
"Yes, they did come towards the temple before."
Ren said directly: "Those people are also my old acquaintances. After I told them that the temple is a 'death place', they gave up the idea of going deeper."
Elder Daler also felt a little incredible: "Those people gave up so easily?"
Although he felt that Dr. Lane was a friend and should not be suspicious, but the other party was the top strong among the invaders, so he gave up just because he said he would give up
"right."
Ren couldn't explain the covenant to them for the time being, so he directly told the result: "They will leave the forest immediately and will not go any further. Moreover, I also told them that the soldiers will monitor them leaving the forest. They should not Something will go wrong."
"That's it"
Elder Daler's brows widened when he heard this.
If the opponent doesn't retreat, they will definitely fight. But that kind of sharp knife-like team is difficult to completely capture. When the battle comes, even if a few invaders are killed, the tribesmen will inevitably suffer casualties.
War, if they were not forced to do so, would not be what they wanted at all.
But now that he has committed to leaving, this is good news.
Thinking of this, Elder Daler said to Renn: "Doctor Renn, I have caused you trouble this time. You have saved our tribe from unnecessary bloodshed."
Renn smiled and said, "I am a friend of the Coleman clan..."
Elder Dal nodded and said to the tribesmen around him: "Remove the encirclement and traps in the direction of exiting the forest. Team Gar, you are responsible for monitoring those people leaving the forest. Once you find any abnormalities, report them immediately... "
"Yes, elder!"
With an order, the Warcraft knights in the jungle immediately took action.
... ...
Ymir and his party exited the forest directly as promised.
Renne and Bazel returned to the Atrium Temple tribe with the Coleman tribe's large army.
Although this trip took a few days, it was also very rewarding.
At least, Renne has made sure to leave a way out for the Coleman clan.
Regardless of the fact that the Coleman tribe has extremely strong individual combat effectiveness, they also have the advantage of the right time and place in the forest. But in a truly large-scale war, backward equipment and population disadvantages will make it more and more difficult for them to cope with it, and the war will become more and more cruel.
This war dragged on until later. After those "War Elephant-level" and "Behemoth-level" mechanical cities invaded the forest, Warcraft mounts and a small number of artillery could not hurt the mechanical cities at all.
In addition to retreating steadily, the Coleman tribe no longer has any qualifications for frontal combat.
By then, it will be a matter of time before the large forces from the Glory City invade the Midgard Tribe.
Therefore, as soon as he returned to the tribe, Ren went to the Bamboo House again and found the great witch Mafa.
... ... .
There were only two people in the room, Renne and Mafa.
The atmosphere was somewhat solemn.
Although Ren brought back the key to the mechanical box that locked the Coleman clan's sacred artifact, Mafa said that it was too late.
The seal has been broken, and the outbreak of [Black Tide] is irreversible.
But in fact, no matter when the key is found, or whether the "black tide" predicted by Coleman's ancestors will break out, the Coleman tribe is now in a critical situation.
After getting the offensive trends of some large forces in Ymir, Renn deduced in his mind and became more and more clear that this war would be completely over within a few months.
He persuaded again: "Master Wuji, this is the conclusion I have drawn. In two months at most, the large mechanical city will invade the depths of the forest. The artillery on the large mechanical city, regardless of range or power, They are more than ten times what our tribal warriors captured! Moreover, every mechanical city has a magic tower, which is a kind of magic building that allows fifth-level magicians to have 'elder-level' combat power... "
"Your Coleman clan has done you a great favor to me and my companions. I don't want to see my friends suffer. The ancestral precepts cannot be violated, and the temple must be protected. But I don't want to see the brave warriors of the tribe using stone spears and bows and arrows. Go fight against the steel castle, use your body to resist the artillery, and make fearless sacrifices. The will of God Morogos is supreme, and I think he is not willing to see his believers being brutally killed by the enemy... "
"I don't think that strategic retreat will blame the will of God Morogos. On the contrary, this is how the fire of civilization can continue, faith will continue to exist, and God's will will never die... "
"..."
Last time, Ren tried to persuade him, but Marfa didn't respond.
The tribal culture is very primitive and simple, but also very stubborn.
But faith is above all else, and tribal warriors will feel that guarding the temple is more important than life.
Ren knew that the old man in front of him must understand what he said before.
After listening to Ren's story, Mafa's old face looked even more lonely.
He walked to the window of the bamboo house, looked out, and saw the people in the village. Once, this place was peaceful; now, it is full of wounded, old, weak, sick and disabled.
The wise old man looked at it, slowly closed his eyes, and fell into deep thought.
No one spoke for a moment, and the room was eerily quiet.
Occasionally, I could only hear hissing sounds coming from below the bamboo building. It was several giant forest pythons spitting out their seeds.
Ren felt it was time for him to say something. He looked at the bleak figure by the window, took a deep breath, and then exhaled.
The old man decided not to retreat, and all the warriors of the tribe would fight to the end until the last drop of blood was shed.
If the old man decides to move the tribe, then the clan that protects the temple...the ancestral precepts that have been adhered to for generations will collapse.
On one side is the ancestral precepts, on the other side is the life and death of the entire tribe. He is the supreme leader of the tribe, and the burden of decision-making rests on his shoulders alone.
It would be like a mountain, with unimaginable pressure on others.
... ... .
After a long time, no one spoke.
Renn felt that this time he might be in vain again.
But at this moment,
Mafa opened her eyes and sighed slightly: "That's it..."
He turned around, looked at Ren, and said slowly: "It is indeed as you said, only as long as the fire of the Coleman family continues, the will of God Morogos will never die."
When Ren heard this, he immediately became energetic. The old man finally figured it out
In fact, he had long wanted to say that since the temple was a "death place", he should just let those guys die.
But this involves the field of "faith", and the Colemans will never allow living people to break into the temple.
He didn't dare to say this.
"Dr. Lane, you are right. The children in the tribe are too young. They should not die for this doomed war."
At this time, Mafa said, suddenly changing the topic, and said: "But the temple must be protected... In that case, it is up to us old bones to bear the responsibility."
"..."
When Ren heard this, he vaguely guessed something and frowned again.
But looking at Mafa's serious expression, it seemed that this was the final decision.
Come to think of it, he's not talking either.