Fortunately, Asalon was not completely carried away by everyone's emotions. He at least understood one thing. The reason why these wolf kings supported him so much was because Reggie Victor stood behind him.
At this point, the Gray Wolf King was very smart. He didn't say a word during the whole meeting. He didn't want to offend the person who shouldn't be offended because of his quick words.
Although he didn't say much at the meeting, Asalon was a little scared. He was worried that Reggie would hear some rumors, so he immediately found Reggie and gave some explanations.
The first thing to explain is why Reggie was not invited to the meeting.
"The Wolf Kings are a bit outspoken. Because of the White Wolf King's incident, they are somewhat hostile to you. I don't want the meeting to become too embarrassing, so..."
"Don't worry, I don't mind it at all," Reggie shook his head and smiled. "Meetings are one of the things I hate most. You don't have to invite me to all meetings in the future. Even if you invite me, I won't go."
"About some remarks made at the meeting..."
"Can we stop talking about the meeting?" Reggie cut off a large piece of mutton on the charcoal fire and handed it to Asalon. Asalon took a bite and praised: "I have eaten mutton all my life, but I didn't expect it.
Simple barbecue can be so delicious.”
"It would be more delicious if there were chili peppers."
"What is chili?"
"It is a... very special ingredient. It is said that it can be purchased on the west coast." Reggie poured a large glass of ale for Asalon. "Speaking of the west coast, it's time to talk about our original business. It seems that you have already
After taking back the power of the kingdom, now it’s time to give me the corridor.”
Reggie took out the map, which had already been marked. The conditions were the same as the Scarface Wolf King, and the width of the corridor was still twenty miles.
Asalon was drinking ale and thinking about how to deal with Reggie. The Wolf Kings were still thinking about how to divide the White Wolf King's land. Reggie's request was obviously not within Asalon's consideration.
"Your Excellency, the war is not over yet. My royal capital is still on that barren hill. I don't even have a hundred soldiers who truly belong to me. I have not truly regained the power of the king."
Reggie smiled when he heard this. It was obvious that the king had plans to default on his debt, but what was commendable was that he could still recognize the reality.
"We are formulating tactics to defeat the Black Wolf King before autumn comes."
"That must be a very good tactic," Reggie said with a smile, "Do you mind telling me about it?"
Asalon really minded, he didn't want to reveal any tactics to Reggie: "Leave the Werewolf issue to the Werewolf. In addition to dealing with the Black Wolf King, there is another important matter that needs to be discussed with you.
It’s about the White Wolf King.”
Reggie's ears twitched, and the next conversation would cause him extreme discomfort.
"I promised to give you all the land owned by the White Wolf King, but the Wolf Kings are quite critical of this. They also hope to be allocated some land. After all, the pastures by the Blackwater River are too tempting."
He was testing Reggie's bottom line, and he was very worried that Reggie would fall out. As long as Reggie showed the slightest anger, he would immediately change his words and change the topic elsewhere.
But Reggie acted very calmly, and even the smile on his face did not diminish at all.
"This is also a reasonable request. The land of the Werewolf Runners will eventually belong to the Werewolf Runners. After I get my corridor, I will consider re-dividing the White Wolf King's land."
"Really?" Asalon couldn't hide his inner excitement for a while, "Why don't we start now? I can divide the corridors of the royal capital to you first. Are you willing to give me this pasture? Two
They are roughly the same in area, maybe I suffered a little loss, but because of our friendship..."
"Wait a minute, don't scribble on this map. This map symbolizes the friendship between me and the White Wolf King." Reggie pointed at the territory of the Black Wolf King and said with a smile, "You just said
, the war is not over yet, we shouldn’t be so impatient, don’t let the wolf kings fight for territory, the entire Benlang Kingdom will belong to you, you should set a better example for them.”
Asalon was very sensible. He didn't dare to mention the territory again. After chatting for a while, he left Reggie's camp. This time he should really feel lucky for himself. If he and Reggie had a quarrel, the iron man standing aside would
Skull will shoot him in the head.
"You see, this is the Werewolf!" Iron Skull gritted his teeth, "Compared with them, even the most vicious scum can be considered a gentleman!"
Reggie agreed: "They definitely changed my perception of scum."
Su Lit said with hatred: "Are we really going to give them the White Wolf King's land? The soldiers paid for it with their blood!"
"Did I say I would give them the land?"
Wildo: "What you just said should have this meaning in mind."
"So what if there is?" Reggie said with a smile, "This is Benlang Country, do you have to keep your words?"
Everyone showed lewd smiles one after another, and just when they were about to laugh loudly, Modesa suddenly walked into the camp.
"Sir, Hurley is back, and he has brought a strange fruit. The fruit is poisonous. Although it is not fatal, it can cause intense pain to people. It is what you call the flame fruit."
"Is it really the fruit of fire?" Reggie's eyes widened, "Hurry up and ask him to bring it in!"
Hurley carried a cloth bag and walked into the tent mysteriously. He first looked at Iron Skull, then at Sulit, and finally at Modesa, and then whispered to Reggie:
"Are you sure these people are reliable?"
Iron Skull said angrily: "Who are you talking to? Who do you want to question? Do you have the right to question me?"
Reggie's next answer disappointed everyone: "Modesa stays, everyone else can go out."
Iron Skull looked at Reggie in shock: "You don't trust us?"
"It's not that I don't trust you, it's that I'm worried that you might lose your composure." Reggie's eyes showed greed, "You don't know what you will see next."
Will Rogers said: "Sir, we have witnessed too many miracles with you. I don't think a bag of poison can scare us."
Reggie looked at Wild and said, "Are you really not scared?"
Will nodded nervously. He was not nervous before, but now he was frightened by the weird atmosphere created by Reggie.
Iron Skull shouted from the side: "Take out the poison, even if you immediately turn into a ghost, I can punch it into hell."
Reggie praised: "Everyone here is a hero who refuses to admit defeat, crazy elves, take out the things and show them!"
Hurley carefully opened the pocket, and a strange pungent smell immediately filled the entire tent.
Everyone stretched their necks and stared closely at the slender green fruit in their pockets for several minutes. Sulit was the first to shed tears.
"This thing is so poisonous," Su Lite rubbed his eyes and said, "I feel like my eyes have been poisoned."
"This is not a good poison," Modesa shook her head and said, "The smell is too strong."
Iron Skull was also a little disdainful: "This thing is green, why is it called the Flame Fruit?"
"Shallow!" Hurley said, "This fruit can set your tongue on fire and your internal organs on fire, and the flames cannot be extinguished with water."
Iron Skull bared his teeth and said, "Have you ever eaten it?"
"This is poison, why should I take it?"
"You are a melting elf, why are you afraid of fire!"
"Just because you're not afraid of fire, doesn't mean you're not afraid of poison!" Hurley looked at Iron Skull with disdain, "If you take it even though you know it's poison, do you think I'm really crazy?"
Before he finished speaking, he saw Reggie picking up a fruit and stuffing it into his mouth, making a crisp chewing sound.