Chapter 640

Episode 640: Political Strategy (4)

The Dragon Man of the Dragon People.

The head of the Kalstein family of the beast people.

Except for these two, this was my first time meeting them, but it wasn’t difficult to recognize them even without introduction.

“Haha, it just so happens that I’m finally seeing it for the first time. I heard a lot of stories through Titana! “I’m indebted to you a lot, right?”

“Why are we indebted to Akuraba?”

“Haha! “Contrary to the rumors, he was a humble friend!”

Dwarven Dumoka Malaku Izor.

Ah, ‘Dumoka’ means a hammer of judgment in ancient language, but it can be thought of as just a name for a tribal leader.

‘Anyway, this old man wasn’t an explorer.’

This is one of the unique things about Malaku Ijor.

If you look at the historical records, including the tribal leaders here, most of the tribal leaders were explorers, while this grandfather rose to that position solely through trust.

‘As much as he is a man of words, it would be more correct to say that he was born with politics.’

In this world, the nicer a person seems, the more you should not take them lightly.

It means a person who has the ability to protect himself without getting angry or irritated.

Ah, unlike that prickly fairy.

“This is a meeting that has been postponed several times due to your absence, Bjorn, son of Yandel.”

“however?”

“I would like to hear why you were late for today’s meeting.”

“Oh, that? “I came too early and was late eating in front of you.”

“…meal?”

“why? “Aren’t you eating?”

“….”

The Chief of the Fairy Tribe was so absurd that he lost his voice… No, is it correct to call him ‘Ragsian’ instead of Chief?

‘So, all of them have plausible names except Barbarian?

But why do barbarians simply use the title ‘tribal leader’?

A question like that suddenly occurred to me, but I thought it wasn’t particularly important, so I stopped thinking about it.

But ironically, after doing that, I understood it.

‘…Ah, so that’s why he continues to be the tribal leader.’

Really, why change it? Being a tribal leader is enough.

It’s also the most intuitive.

“That child…”

Just when I thought the fight was over, the representative of the fairy tribe, who was clearly a tall and handsome man, continued speaking.

“Is the child well…?”

“…Are you talking about Erwen?”

“Then who else would there be?”

Hey, he looks so kind, so I wonder why his voice is so sharp.

“If it’s Erwen, don’t worry. “Because we are doing well in our sacred place.”

Still, I gave this answer sincerely because I thought I was the adult in Erwen’s family.

But what is this?

“With those other women?”

“Another woman…?”

I asked back to see what he was talking about, but all I got back was an incomprehensible sound.

“That child is a special child even within our clan. “It’s not just because he’s a pureblood heir, everyone cherishes and loves that child.”

“…however?”

“If you bring tears to that child’s eyes, you too must be prepared.”

A declaration full of determination, as if they would not hesitate to repeat a war that happened in the past.

However, there was no particular fever or anything.

I don’t know if it’s for another reason.

I’m saying those things for Erwen, but I’m not so thoughtless as to attack her.

“Don’t worry, it won’t happen.”

“…Then that’s it. Please take care of me.”

It was only then that I realized that the reason this guy was so cold towards me was probably because of Erwen.

It’s not because I’m a barbarian.

‘If she were a fairy who hated barbarians, she wouldn’t have even said something like wishing me a favor.’

After one conversation, I moved my gaze once more to check where the last person was.

This was where the representative of the human race sat.

“Anyway…”

Actually, I was wrapping my head around it a while ago, but I had no idea who that guy who appeared today as the representative of the human race was.

So, like a barbarian, I just asked.

“Who the hell are you?”

An incredibly rude question for an event similar to a summit. However, the representative of the human race smiled and answered without any problem.

“This is Viscount Maxiland. “Luckily, I had the honor of participating in this conference on behalf of the human race.”

I remember Viscount Maxiland.

He belongs to the Prime Minister’s faction and is not the Marquis’s right arm, but rather his left arm.

“Oh, I see. “I didn’t recognize him because it was my first time seeing his face.”

“I saw you once during the victory ceremony, but…”

“I was so out of it at that time.”

“I understand, so don’t mind it.”

After hearing the status, I could understand why no one was paying attention to the human race representative.

‘The intention is clear.’

He expressed his intention by having a person of lower rank in the human race attend.

We have no intention of doing anything proactive at this meeting and will just listen and then leave.

From the beginning, it seemed as if the Viscount himself was aware of this and was just trying to keep his position.

“Then all the seats will have been filled. “How about we start the talks soon?”

Anyway, that’s how my first tribal meeting began.

***

The first tribal conference I attended was a little different from what I had expected on my own.

Decide on a topic and have an in-depth discussion.

Discussing the world situation and making important decisions.

Otherwise, there are secret conversations going on about world secrets.

There was nothing like that.

Although it is still in the early stages, the tribal meeting I observed was simply a place where people complained to each other in polite language and fought.

Just like this.

“I heard that the dwarves are purchasing the land of the gnome tree. Are you planning to try your hand at farming as well?”

“why? Do I need to get permission from the fairies to purchase land?”

“So does this mean that our clan and the beast people can also start a business related to metallurgy?”

Oh, by the way, in these minor disputes, we Barbarians were completely outsiders.

That’s because there was no such thing as our territory within the city.

Since there was no territory, there was no need to fight over territory…

“Ha… don’t worry. I have no intention of invading your territory. “I just purchased the land because I needed to expand the gnome tree’s blacksmith shops.”

In any case, misunderstandings like this could have been resolved with a few words, but there were quite a few cases where this was not possible.

“Rather than that, haven’t the beastmen crossed the line?”

“What line do you mean we crossed?”

“Oh my! There was a rumor that the traitor was taken away by the Black Bear tribe. “Are you saying I heard wrong?”

“….”

When I heard the details, it seemed that the Beastman tribe had embraced a dwarf craftsman who had committed a crime and was exiled from within the dwarf clan.

“I understand Dumoka’s feelings, but shouldn’t we be able to get involved in individual matters? “It looks like you’ve been in debt to him before.”

“Haha, so you’re saying you’re not trying to take away the technology while pretending to accept that guy who has nowhere to go?”

Is this what a horse with bones means?

“Enough of the matriarch nonsense, expel that bastard quickly.”

The energy in the dwarf leader’s eyes was truly amazing, but the Karlstein matriarch who received it did not even flinch.

“What if you can’t do that?”

“What can I do? “We too must respond in our own way.”

“….”

A dispute where neither side takes a single step back.

In cases like this, representatives who were not involved in the conflict had to step in and mediate.

“Putting aside the issue of technology leakage, it seems morally wrong for another race to accept an outcast from one’s own clan. “I will take Dumoka’s hand.”

“Me too.”

As a result of the vote, this debate was decided to once again expel the dwarf outcasts from the beast people.

Oh, by the way, I abstained.

Well, what am I supposed to know about dwarven criminals and all?

‘It’s no fun talking about things that only we know.’

As the talks continued like that, the time I spent participating in this place became dull and boring.

As I was just dozing off with my chin resting, the topic of conversation suddenly shifted to me.

“Anyway, what about the tribal leader?”

“…huh?”

“You seem to be very interested in recent construction technology. “Since we met like this, it would be nice to hear a little about his story.”

Ah… this old man is keeping me in check now.

“I’m a little interested in that story, too.”

It seems like Mr. Yong is truly pure curiosity.

“I heard the sacred place has changed a lot, right?”

“Well, a lot has changed. “Can’t we live in a barbaric way forever?”

“If you feel that way, how about changing the way you speak?”

“Well, because this is our tradition.”

Why change something this comfortable in the first place?

It’s a cheat-like culture where it’s okay to speak informally to everyone except the king.

Anyway, everyone seemed curious, so I briefly explained how the shrine where the buildings were built had changed, and Mr. Yong looked at me curiously.

“I can’t really imagine it just from words. “I can’t believe we can achieve so much progress in such a short period of time.”

“short time…? “When was the last time you came?”

“…It must have been about 20 years ago.”

The Yong people’s sense of time is completely different from ours.

I was just about to conclude the conversation about our sacred place while inwardly admiring it.

“Haha, as a craftsman, I am very happy that the barbarians have learned construction techniques. From what I heard, you are planning to participate in this Royal Family Order… Is this true?”

“It is not a final matter yet.”

“I guess so.”

I smiled bitterly at the dwarf leader’s words.

This is because it was a story that came out during the Melves rally just a few days ago.

I don’t know if they have excellent information or if they are just a bunch of mouthy people among us.

‘It’s just information leaking out?’

Well, it’s not something I can’t understand.

Because Melveth itself is a group of different races.

Most of what is said there will also reach the ears of the tribal leaders.

Still, this was a bit unexpected.

“Rather than that… I heard you’re getting married?”

Mr. Yong asked me subtly.

I flinched slightly and looked around, and to my surprise, everyone, not just Mr. Yong, seemed to already know.

“Ah, that’s it. “I heard that the owner of Melves pushed you to get married.”

“Well… even if I have children, I’m at the age where I can have three.”

…How does everyone know this?

I don’t think Hoeju would have gone anywhere and talked about this.

‘Scary guys…’

I got goosebumps for a moment, but I didn’t show any signs of embarrassment.

It was one of the things I learned while wearing a detective mask.

First of all, pretending to be strong is much better than appearing easygoing.

Yes, it must have been like that….

“What would my daughter be like if there was no suitable partner?”

I couldn’t control my facial expression during Mr. Yong’s next words.

To be honest, I might have squirted if I had been drinking water.

“…Daughter?”

“Oh, you didn’t say whether you were the oldest or the youngest.”

Uh… I didn’t mean to ask that question.

“Well, I don’t care either way if you are—.”

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Suddenly, the fairy representative frowned and shouted, to which Mr. Yong responded as if making an excuse.

“Ah, that was a remark that would have been misunderstood. “I just brought this up because I like this guy, and I have absolutely no political intention to unite the clans—.”

“That’s not it.”

“…huh?”

“Have you forgotten the pact that Yandel’s son Bjorn made with me earlier?”

“…a promise? “Has there been such a thing?”

“I asked him to keep tears from coming out of his eyes, and he complied. “He even assured me not to worry.”

“Uh… I remember that, but… what does that have to do with this?”

Uncle Yong tilted his head as if he truly did not understand.

And then.

“Isn’t everyone misunderstanding something?”

Suddenly, a third person intervened in the conversation.

“My daughter is already in a deep relationship with him.”

It was Misha’s father.

“Sure…there were rumors like that before.”

“…Is that true?”

Soon, the Fairy Chief and the Dragon Man looked at me and asked, and for some reason my lips were dry, so I picked up the cup of water on the table and put it back down.

“….”

For some reason, I felt like I could get sick just by drinking water.