"……ah."
As Duan Qing's attention shifted, the scene of two fighting figures flashing also appeared on the magic screen that gradually moved in front of him. With the help of Naxia's power, he stepped forward.
Looking at these magic screens, he then also looked at the scene of the battle pointed out by the other end of the communication. After a while, he sighed with realization: "It's him."
"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in writing down all your experiences since you came to the grassland." Naxiaya on the side replied calmly: "So please tell me the answer directly, how about it?"
"I thought you weren't interested in these things." Duan Qing glanced at the other party helplessly, and selectively ignored the fragrant wind that came towards him: "But I can't remember it either.
...Uh, what's his name?"
"I am Korg of the Nak tribe."
Before Duan Qing could finish what he said, the two figures fighting fiercely in the center of the magic screen also separated to both sides. One of them, a thin man with long curly hair, shook his head.
Blade, that calm yet calm voice also became much clearer after being slightly amplified by the magic screen: "Your strength can indeed compete with mine, but it is a pity that the final victory will still be won."
belong to me."
"Well, this is his name." Duan Qing stretched out his hand and pushed forward, then shrugged his shoulders at Naxia beside him: "Belonging to the Nake tribe, that is, he was in the ruins of the wind before.
The tribe that stopped us nearby."
"No impression." She said this answer very simply, and Naxia turned around with disdain: "Those guys who can't pose a threat to you can't leave any memory in my heart. This
You should be able to easily deal with the little miscellaneous soldiers yourself."
"I don't even remember your name, so I probably don't have the qualifications to say anything to you." Duan Qing curled his lips, then put away his half-joking expression: "But this guy can appear here,
It’s a bit surprising to me.”
"After all, these tribes that took the opportunity to come to the central grassland are not powerful tribes in the first place." He said this, and his fingers and eyes followed the explanation of other battle scenes that were also going on around him.
He rotated back and forth: "Today is at least the third round of the battle, right? Those who can survive to this round will probably not be very weak."
"Such a guy didn't attract any attention, and he was only discovered by our team members today... Isn't it a little unusual?"
Looking at the fierce scene of the swords in the hands of the two warrior players who collided with each other again, the light in the eyes of the gray-robed magician became a little brighter. Nasia, who noticed the same element, also observed this.
There was a fight for a while, and then he asked in a low voice: "Do you suspect it is this person?"
"If I remember correctly, he and the Nake tribe behind him were once one of the tribes looking for trouble from our Sioux tribe." Duan Qing stared at the screen and nodded his head: "Refer to Nash
Regarding the situation of the Nashi clan, there must be some kind of mastermind behind the Nashi clan. If this mastermind comes from the same origin as the Nashi clan, everything would become much more logical."
"And with the level of fighting he has shown so far, the difference in strength between this person's front and back will become huge." Duan Qing's voice also changed as he seemed to smell more suspicious implications from the battle in front of him and his own analysis.
He got deeper and deeper: "Perhaps he and his people gained even more powerful power during this period of time that we don't know about."
"...If it's someone who is relatively close to the Magic Empire, I can easily detect it." She held her chin up and nodded, and Nasia's rather beautiful pupils also wrinkled a little: "
But I haven’t found any abnormalities yet—well.”
The conversation stopped at this moment, just because the battle presented in front of the two people changed significantly. The sword in the hand of the man who called himself Kilger was also thrown out in a sudden whirlwind.
The fast trajectory and continuous forward thrust are like a bright meteor cutting through this dark trajectory: "——Admit it, you lost."
"What move is this?" It seemed that he had been seriously injured by the sword that cut through the darkness just now. The opponent half-knelt and stayed in the center of the trajectory of Kilger's sword: "This is you
The secret book of the Nake clan?”
"Of course, although they are some small skills just trained by our new clan leader." Kilger sighed slightly, turned around and raised the sharp blade that was constantly pulling out sword flowers in his hand: "Simple but
Practical, even on the grassland, this technique is very lethal."
"It is indeed very lethal. I actually didn't block it." He let out a few weak gasps with coughing sounds, and then the warrior opponent who was half-kneeling on the ground raised his surprised eyes: "But... New
The clan leader?"
"Yes, I am no longer the clan leader."
I don't know if he remembered some sighing past. The curly-haired Korge picked up the long sword in his hand with a complicated expression: "On the grassland, the strong is respected, the winner is the king, and the leader of our Ke tribe is the king."
The same is naturally true for me - since someone can make our tribe stronger, I naturally have no reason or position to oppose it."
"Hmph, hehehe... I didn't expect this..."
"I didn't think of it myself." Feeling the increasingly weak aura of the opponent behind him, Kilger raised his head melancholy: "But since the clan members all believe in the new clan leader, then I have no choice but to believe in this
The method can lead us to gradually grow stronger. If I give up my position and make way for others, it will naturally be nothing—well."
"Hey, why do I have to say these things to you?" Sensing the other party's unconscious appearance, the former leader of the Nake tribe gradually put away his increasingly obvious sigh: "...Hey! Lord God Envoy! We
The duel ceremony is over!"
"Don't worry, I've been watching your battle."
The elegant voice then echoed in the sky above this dark space, and the projection belonging to Nasia gradually appeared in front of Kilger's eyes: "I have confirmed that you won this battle."
"Then can I leave?" After restraining himself to calm down from his gloomy mood, Kilger raised his head and faced Nasia's face: "According to your arrangement, I only need to wait for the next scene.
Is it okay to just fight?”
"That's right, the winner will soon be freed from the shackles of the selection ceremony. Just go back and rest." Nodding her head, Naxia continued in an indifferent voice: "Keep this state and continue to win, you can
It doesn’t take long to stand out.”
"..."
"You don't seem too interested in being my elector."
It was completely different from the excitement he showed when he met Nasia after winning the previous victory. At this time, the curly-haired warrior lowered his head with a blank expression. This abnormality naturally aroused Nasia's interest.
, the eyebrows that were looking at the other party also raised upward: "Why, is it because of the tribe you belong to?"
"My tribe sent me here as a representative." He patted his chest and raised his head, but Kilger's expression became solemn: "In the words of our tribe leader: Investment needs to be dispersed, even if
It’s because the other side has no chance, and this side also needs me to open up possible ways out.”
"Although I feel a little abandoned in my heart, I still have no complaints at all." Putting down his blade-holding hand, Kilger looked back at Nasia's face calmly: "Everyone who came to participate in your selection ceremony
Most of the people have the same idea as me, I wonder if Lord God Envoy can understand this?"
"...What exactly do you want to say?"
"I would like to ask the envoy of God about the real purpose of holding this so-called 'selection ceremony'."
He breathed a slight sigh of relief and straightened his face. Then he straightened his chest and raised his head again: "Master God Envoy really wants to get the strongest person on this grassland, or does he want to get the most useful person on this grassland?"
?”
"Interesting question." She seemed to be stunned for a moment, and Naxia's eyes seemed to turn to the side as the question appeared: "It seems that this is the first time in this period that you dare to face the tribe who raised this question.
Warrior... tell me what you think."
"If Lord God Envoy wants to get the most powerful warriors and the most powerful force on this grassland, Lord God Envoy doesn't have to do this, because those powerful warriors are on another grassland not far from us.
The purpose of the battle is also to go to the sacred mountain." The voice of the answer was slightly trembling. Kilger, who had been staring at the huge magic projection for a moment, then pointed to what he thought was the east: "Look at what has happened in the past few days.
Let’s look at the battle situation. The powerful central tribes are winning one after another, and no one is willing to step down for the sake of the ‘voter qualifications’ here and compete for the seat assigned by you, the envoy of God.”
"Forgive me for being stupid, but even if it takes a few days, this situation should not change in any way." The curly-haired warrior lowered his head, as if he was unwilling to face Nasia's scrutiny at this moment: "
So if the selection ceremony is held by the Divine Envoy to gather the strongest warriors, then the final goal should be very difficult to achieve. If it is for the second purpose I mentioned - "
"Say it."
"We, the Ke tribe, are willing to recommend ourselves."
Sensing the hint of temptation in the other party's tone, Nasia gave a calm reminder after a period of silence, and Kilger, who raised his head, regained his courage and put on the momentum he had been preparing for a long time.
This sentence came out: "The strongest person is not the easy one - our Nake tribe is willing to devote the loyalty and value of the entire tribe to become the pawns of the Lord God's Envoy, and our tribe has a sufficient population, and we are also willing to give up the loyalty and value of the entire tribe.
If we are familiar with each other, we will do better in tribal cooperation."
"If you are willing, Lord Divine Envoy, please accept me and the clansmen behind me." He knelt down half-kneeling, stroking his chest and performed a formal etiquette on the grassland: "We will do our best to assist the Divine Envoy and the Divine Realm, and become a member of the Divine Realm with all our hearts.
Members.”
"...even if this doesn't make you voters?" Nasia, who looked at each other deeply and was silent for a moment, replied in a low voice: "Voters may get my favor, but if you go beyond this method
, you may not get anything."
"That's okay, because this is our own choice." Kilger raised his head with a bit more determination in his eyes: "Since I am here, at this moment, I have said it in front of you.
With these words, I am willing to represent my people and take responsibility for our choices."
"I hope the God Envoy can consider it."
The silent wind slowly drifted through the dark space, carrying the last words left by Kirg and gradually dissipating into the silent air. The voice belonging to Nasia then sounded again and gradually became tense.
In the atmosphere, her tone became emotionless again: "I will consider your proposal, provided that you are qualified to 'negotiate conditions'."
"After you win a few more games, come back and negotiate with me again." She waved her hand, and the huge magic projection also turned slightly sideways: "Maybe at that time, your position and will will still be there.
There will be subtle changes - it's just human nature."
"How could I - okay, I accept the judgment of the divine envoy." The voice that wanted to raise his head to argue was swallowed back, and Kilger's momentum seemed to gradually deflate like a balloon after it was inflated: "
I will work hard to prove my ability and appear before the angel of God again."
"So - how should I leave?"
Nodding her head, Nasia's huge projection also showed a smile again. The black shadows of the two bodies that were about to separate were then interrupted by another call, along with Cole.
Ge's movement to turn around and look for a way out also stopped: "Wait a moment."
"Don't leave in a hurry."
Completely different from the previous formal conversation, the projection belonging to Nasia appeared above Kilger's head again. She tilted her head slightly to the side, and then she seemed to have some understanding.
He pointed his finger to the side and retracted: "Is there anything else you want to ask?"
"..."
"No? Are you sure?"
With the incomprehensible expression on the face of the former leader of the Nake tribe, the projection representing the divine envoy kept exchanging glances with the void in the darkness, and then, with no results after a period of time, he curled his lips and waved.
Waving his hand: "This is your decision. Don't regret it when you look back."
"Okay, you can really leave this time."
She waved her hand casually, dissipating all the teleportation light surrounding Kilg from this dim world.
This chapter has been completed!