Romedal stood on a high slope and supported part of his body weight with a tomahawk. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info There are tiny crystals fluttering in the sky, and even in April, it's still very common for such weather to occur in Navi. The tiny particles slowly point onto the warrior's leather armor and wooden shields, and in an instant they are sublimated by the heat around the human body, so that the traces left behind will gradually blur as the new particles fall until they disappear completely......

Romedal smiled self-deprecatingly, what he had always been proud of as the so-called "unity of Navi". Now it seems like a big joke. Despite repeated reminders from Lisedar, he was still fascinated by the traditions of his ancestors.

Romerdal was an idealist who would not deny this to anyone who has studied Navi's history, and they have even repeatedly criticized the founder of the kingdom of Navi for his hesitation and naivety in the early stages. However, critics tend to forget the famous saying: "Idealists with the ability to be realistic, don't stop you." "If it weren't for the idealism of Patriarch Otto, Navi would not have succeeded in entering her feudal age.

Before the spring festival, everything was as usual, and everyone was happily preparing for the festival. And just when Romedal thought that this year could be passed smoothly like this, the problem erupted. During the festival, the Ruhr of Mebris suddenly asked the National Assembly to decide on the question of the succession of the Mabeles patriarch, which had been pending for more than a year. This kind of action caught everyone off guard, but it was clear that the person asking the question was prepared.

In the order of succession from the eldest to the youngest, Ruhr naturally had to assert that he should be given the leadership of Mebles; On the other hand, the elders of the clan entrusted by Tovding gave evidence of Tovding's intention to pass on the position to his son, Starr. The two sides insisted on their own words and held each other. On the one hand, Ruhr questioned the credibility of the claim that Tovding had succeeded to the throne; On the other hand, Starr also accused the other party of wanting to bully the younger with the elder and go against his father's will.

The Navi are not good at debating and adjudicating, not to mention that even the Hitarus, who have always been known for their many legal provisions and sophistry, will be a marathon tug-of-war. Romerdal had also wanted to exercise the prerogatives of the head of his tribal confederation and direct the elders' judgment in Starr's favor at the general assembly. However, he miscalculated the current situation. As Saulgrande had predicted earlier, Navi's contradictions had accumulated to the critical point of qualitative change, and were only waiting for an outbreak to trigger it.

Historically, humanity has faced the strain of resources in two ways: one is to deprive some people of their rights, and the other is to be more united to improve efficiency. In the face of the law of the jungle, it cannot be said which method is more correct, but after all, human beings are not primitive jungle animals, and the former will inevitably be more criticized in the future historical evaluation. However, it is an irrefutable fact that even for a long time to come, human beings will be taken to hell again and again by their own hopes.

In such a situation, there is naturally no shortage of careerists among the Nawei people. They are in a hurry, and they need to break the old precepts in order to seek the benefits they have long desired. Since there is a dispute, there will inevitably be opposing sides. At the moment, the choice of the major tribes of Nawei is very clear. Otto's allies are now identified as Mithraj and Misharu, as well as the Stahl of Mebles. In support of the Ruhr are Jarriot and Mehraphim, and as for the position of Druel of Fakuda, it is not very clear at this time.

If you look at the number of tribes alone, it seems that there is an advantage on the side of Romedal, but this is not the case. In terms of population, the Mitraj and Misharu tribes are in the bottom two, while the Ariot and Mehraphim are the second and third tribes after Otto. As for the parties in Bubules, they are a clan after all, and the forces that Starr and Ruhr can actually devote to this battle are very limited.

"It's not going to be too good for us right now, Romedal." Lisedar said as he stood beside Otto's patriarch.

"I know it would be much better if Drew could be on our side." Romerdal said.

"Gronchire went to convince him, and I hope he succeeds." Lisedal paused, "The number of opponents is now one and a half times that of us, and in the current situation, we don't have time to play any tricks. Tomorrow at dawn they will attack. ”

"Neither the people of Jariot nor Mehraphim are rice buckets...... Tomorrow there will be a tough battle. ”

"No matter how difficult it is, Odin will bless us!"

The two patriarchs followed the prestige, and Tovding's son stood not far behind them with a righteous face.

"Dear Romedal, I would like to thank you for your support of me."

"You're welcome."

"Please don't worry, I do have a personal vendetta with you, but this does not affect my judgment."

Romerdal looked at the young man in surprise, even though he should indeed be a strong-blooded calf at his age, and the newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, but such a straightforward indication of the relationship between the two was still unexpected. Risedal was also surprised, but he was a different aspect, and Starr was wiser than he had imagined. It is actually much better to be able to break through the abscess that was supposed to be a hidden danger before the war than to bring it to the battlefield and burden each other's hearts.

"So, what do you want to say to me? Starr! Romedal asked with a snort.

Starr didn't answer immediately, he just pulled out the tomahawk at his waist and raised it directly above.

"For Navi!" The boy shouted, "For Mebris." ”

Romerdal was surprised again, Tovding's son had a spirit that ordinary people never expected, could it be that Tovding, who chose him to be his heir, also saw the potential of his son?

"For Navi! For Mitrajie. Lisedar echoed the boy's assertion.

"For Navi! For Otto! "When the three tomahawks crossed together, Romedal felt Odin watching them right above their heads.

The evening breeze in April is still so cold and biting, but the boiling blood will not cool down because of this.

("The snow is starting to get heavier...... Gronshire said to himself, but his concern about the weather didn't delay him too much, and he waved his whip and shouted for the horses to drag the sleigh faster.) The patriarch of Misharu was aware of the urgency and importance of his mission.

After hastily crossing a dirt slope, Gronchar spotted Fakuda's banner, the Cone of Thor. The entire camp in Fakuda is also unusually busy, although after the spring festival is over, all the tribes will be busy preparing for the relocation. But at this moment, Gronshire clearly doesn't think it's just ordinary busyness.

"Heroic Gronshar, why are you alone?" A Fakuda man greeted him.

"I have come to visit your patriarch, Thor's most loyal and courageous follower, Drul." Gronshire replied to the other's inquiry.

"Then don't worry, leave the animals in the care of someone else, and I'll show you the way." The other party said humbly.

"Okay, then I'll bother you." Gronchar jumped off the sleigh and threw the reins to the man who came up from the other side.

Following the Fakuda man who led the way, Gronshire soon came to the outside of Drul's tent. It is a large solid tent, a treasure that every Navi envy. Of course, such a thing does not depend on anything*. Every piece of leather on the tent was stripped from the game he hunted, every support log was dragged out of the forest by Drul himself, and the whole tent was the result of the hard work of the Fakuda patriarch, so that anyone would admire him.

Gronchar knew all of this, for the largest piece of leather in the tent, the one that served as the roof, had been given to him by himself. It was peeled from a minke whale he had caught for the third time and presented to Drew as a congratulatory gift to congratulate him on his succession to the patriarchal throne.

Gronchar walked around Drul's residence when Druor's wife stepped out of the tent.

"Ah, Lord Gronchar, have you come to visit us?"

"Yes, can I go in and see Drew now?"

"No!!" Faced with Gronchar's surprise, the woman bit her lip, "I mean Drul, he's drunk today, you might as well come and visit us another day, come to Fakuda's long-standing summer camp, I'll prepare fine wine for you and Drul, and all kinds of delicious snacks for Rehhagel." So, you might as well go back today. ”

Gronchar looked at each other suspiciously, and Drul's wife lowered her head, avoiding the gaze of the Misharu patriarch. Obviously, even an upright person like Gronchard can see that the other party is not good at lying.

"Drul!!" The patriarch of Misharu shouted loudly into the tent after a moment's thought. His voice is so loud and penetrating that he can rely on it to find his lost companion ships, even in the fog of the sea. Now, Gronchar was going to use his voice to do one of the things he was least good at – a speech.

"Drul!! Oswal's grandson, Caral's proudest son, and a brave man who was favored by the gods of Thor. I don't know what the hell is wrong with you, I don't know why you lost your courage at this moment. Yes, the courage to make a decision. It may not seem cowardly to the average person, but even someone like me, who has learned a little bit of wisdom, knows that it is worse than running away from a wild beast. Running away in front of the beast, you just lose the courage to fight. And now, Drul, you've lost even the courage to stand on the battlefield!! ”

Hearing the Misharu patriarch shouting at the leader of his tribe there, almost all the Fakuda gathered over. They knew that the two chiefs had a good personal relationship, so they wondered what had led Gronchar to his tribe and criticize Drull.

Gronchar felt a little nervous as he saw the crowd gathering together. Of course, he was not worried that Fakuda's people would attack him, but that his next speech was not of a good standard.

Gronshire jumped into a cart, cleared his throat, and continued, "Drul, I don't know why you're running away. Now I think you should be well aware of the situation, Navi has reached a fork in the road, and the future direction of the future is up to people to decide. This choice will not lose its influence on the Fathers of Fakuda because of your escape. Drul, your current evasion is evading your responsibility to everyone here. Ladies and gentlemen of Fakuda, do you wish to sit here and die, or do you follow your patriarch on a risk? Answer me!! ”

Gronshar was greeted by silence, and the patriarch of Misharu faced the situation with great composure, believing that the tongue was not the weapon he relied on. But he obviously ignores the fact that when it comes to such a problem, he should give others time to think anyway.

"I think I'd rather go with the patriarch than run away like I do now." Finally someone was the first to break the silence.

"Me too!"

"Me too! Patriarch, make a decision. ”

The Nawei people are always said to be bad at suppressing their blood, and are described as useless and reckless. However, we tend to be too calculating the gains and losses, and we lose a lot of motivation to do things better.

"Drul!! Did you hear that? I think you should have heard. I know it's a tough choice for you, but no matter how tough it is, you have to make a decision. Because you are the patriarch of Fakuda, because you are one of the Navi. I'm here today because I'm supposed to persuade you to help us. However, now I feel that my original thoughts are no longer important. Drul, I will not be afraid to be your enemy on the battlefield. Because of a qualified Navi warrior, what he fears is not defeat and death, but his own cowardice!! ”

With that, Gronchar jumped out of the cart, pushed through the crowd, and walked towards his sleigh. The surrounding Fakuda quietly made way for him, and watched as the chief of Misharu harnessed his cattle and shouted for them to drag the sleigh out of their camp. "The brave man who is the first in Nawei is not only brave, but also worthy of this title." A Falencian assessment echoed in some people's minds at this time.

After about three or four fathoms of the cattle had been driven in a rage, Gronshar suddenly reined in his horse and stopped the sleigh. He suddenly felt annoyed by what he had just done, how could he go back and explain to Romerdal and them now? Before he set off, he confidently assured them that he could convince Drew to side with them, but now in this situation, it is estimated that Drew has been completely offended. Thinking so, the patriarch of Misharu shook his head, sighed, and whipped his whip hard at the horse.

It was only in the evening that Gronshire rushed back to the camp. The first thing he did, of course, was to report to Romerdal on the results of his trip to Fakuda.

When he lifted the curtain of the tent, he naturally saw Romerdal standing in the center, while Stahl and Risedar stayed on either side.

"Oh, it's Gronchar." Romerdal spotted Gronshar, who had just come in.

Noticing the other people's gazes, Gronchard scratched his head in embarrassment. He thinks that at this stage when everyone is in trouble, if he tells them, "I'm sorry, I messed up about persuading Drul, and he would probably stand on the other side." "Romedal: They're going to faint.

"Gronchar, what's Fakuda's position?" Romerdal asked.

"Uh...... About it......" Gronshire paused to find a tact, but after a minute, his efforts failed. "Okay, I messed things up."

"How did you talk to Droul?" Lisedal asked.

"I didn't even see him, I just talked to him hard outside his tent."

Hearing this, Starr covered his eyes and fell to the side, and Romedal frowned, while "Navi's Brainchild" tilted his head and began to think. Seeing such a cold scene made Gronshire feel very uncomfortable, and he began to envy the smart head of Sedar at this time.

"I'm sorry ......"

"Gronchar, things don't have to be as bad as you think."

"Don't comfort me, Lisedar."

"I'm not comforting you, but from what we know about Drul, what kind of person do you think he is?"

"Open-minded, bold, brave, and sometimes a little cunning."

"That's it."

"Well, we don't have to think about it anymore, Hagensen and Falirou sent us this." Romerdal interrupted the discussion of the other two patriarchs and held out a plate for Gronchar to show.

"Broken arrow?" A broken arrow means a severance of ties in Nawei. That is, Mehraphim and Jarioto no longer recognize Romerdal as the leader of the tribal alliance, and in Navi, if there is a tribe that refuses to recognize the leader of the alliance, then it can only mean war. The Navi are not good at negotiation, and the best way to resolve disputes is by force.

"It's serious." Gronshire said.

"Serious?" Lisedar laughed, "I think it's just right, Romerdal, since you're no longer considered the leader of the Alliance, then you can take the next position." ”

Romedal looked at the "Brain Tank of Navi", and the expression on his face was obviously not relaxed.

"I refuse, Lishedal."

"You can only say that now, anyway, sooner or later, I'm not forcing you." Lisedar shrugged.

"Rest early, tomorrow under Odin's watchful eyes, there will be a fierce battle." Romerdal said, passing the crowd and leaving the tent first.