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Chapter 23. You Think You're Worthy?

After a night's rest, the Black Mamba Tribesmen set off again, but this time, they were not heading in the direction of the eagle prairie, but to the west, which was the hunting grounds of the Gray Wing Tribe.

In theory, this was a path to death. The Gray Wing and Black Mamba Tribes were like their totems, mortal enemies. They had been fighting each other for many years. Stepping into each other's hunting grounds was already a provocation, and now they were going straight to the other's base camp. This was simply courting death. But Carly had her own reasons.

The moment she came back last night, she was met with such an awkward scene. Carly did not make a fuss, but calmly separated the two of them and expressed her apology and guilt to Char.

Was this a set-up? It felt like a set-up!

To deal with Char's vengeful personality, her first apology made him feel that he had taken advantage of her. Although this was not Carly's intention, it had produced the desired effect.

Char felt more and more that he was being seduced, and the ultimate goal of the seduction was that Carly wanted to f*ck him.

Hmm...

He felt that something was off.

In any case, she apologized first and then mentioned the scene she saw through wolf's eyes.

the White Spirit Tribe's territory was to the west of the Black Mamba Tribe, but we're now in the southeast of the latter's territory, and those controlled people are slowly moving towards the northeast. This most likely meant that the entire Black Mamba Tribe has been controlled by the White Spirit Tribe, and they were moving from the west to the east. This is the last stop, and finally, those people would be controlled to the designated place.

"Our tribe is divided into three groups. Apart from our group, the other two groups will pass through the gap between the White Spirit and Gray Wing Tribes to reach the eagle prairie, so we usually leave five days ahead of them.

"If my guess is right, they are in extreme danger at the moment. There is nothing wrong with our action of crossing the territory of the Gray Wing Tribe, so we have time to save them. If my guess is wrong, then the Gray Wing Tribe's territory and the gap will be fine. We don't need to save them. As for how to get out of the trap, I think as long as we put up a 'warning' flag, those people will not be so unreasonable."

Carly's explanation was reasonable, and Char was naturally convinced, but also a little impressed.

She wasn't much older than Miya, but the difference in their brains was huge.

It could only be said that the environment had a strong shaping effect on people.

...

After the group set off, what they saw and heard along the way confirmed Carly's guess. There was no one alive in the hunting grounds or the camp of the Gray Wing Tribe. The buildings were empty, and the ground was frozen hard. Everything was exactly the same as what they had experienced that night.

As the team went deeper and deeper, their speed also increased. Since they had confirmed their guess, they did not have much to worry about, and Carly was in a hurry to save her people.

Twelve days later, the group crossed the territory of the Gray Wing Tribe and arrived at the border of the White Spirit Tribe.

At night, Carly released a signal. A snake-like figure that looked like a constellation appeared in the night sky. It could be seen from more than 50 kilometers away, and it would last for an entire day.

"Please see it..." She looked worried.

Char patted Carly's shoulder and consoled her, "You've done everything you can. If they aren't in danger, they would have seen it."

​ "I hope so..." Carly mumbled.

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Chaxike drove a group of women, children, and old people from the Gray Wing Tribe to the eagle prairie and handed them over to the tribesmen in charge of reception. Then, he went to the tent of Paladin Norman with a dark face.

Paladin Norman's tent was very clean, and the furnishings were simple. At first glance, one would think that he was an ascetic, but every time Chaxike saw this scene, he would curse in his heart, calling it "pretentious."

The more disdainful one was of material life, the more disgusting ones perverted fetishes towards women were.

Someone had already informed Norman of chasico's visit, so he was not surprised. He only raised his eyes and glanced at him.

"What is it?"

"My Lord, are you guys not on good terms with the Holy See?"

"What do you mean by 'you guys'?" Norman asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I heard that you have a close relationship with Sir Cobis and Sir Leyton, and you also have a good personal relationship with Sir Lorenzo."

"Ha, you're quite well-informed."

Norman got up and walked in front of Chaxike.

With a clang, a Blazing Spear was thrust into the ground. There were still faint white flames burning on it.

"But, don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

Norman's voice was as cold as iron. Chaxike was so scared that he shivered, but he gritted his teeth and did not retreat.

"My Lord, Yama is dead!"

"Ah..."

Norman revealed a compassionate expression and stepped forward to pat Chaxike's shoulder.

"He was a good child, and has returned to the embrace of the Seven Saints. Although you have never believed in the Seven Saints, the paradise after death will definitely open up to him."

"No, paradise won't open its doors to him because he was killed by the people of the Holy See!"

"What?"

Norman frowned slightly, and his hands froze.

"Chaxike, I can understand your pain at the moment, but I didn't expect that it would erode your rationality."

"I'm not crazy, Your Excellency!"

With red eyes, Chaxike was like a wounded beast as he told his story of how he fought with Char.

People's memories always had filter and were easily affected by emotions. The rationality was the means to remove the filter, but unfortunately, Chaxike did not have it at the moment.

He pushed all of this to the Holy See. Rather than saying that he was convincing the other party to believe it, it would be better to say that he was convincing himself to believe it.

For example, Char was only wearing a white robe, which in his words was the uniform of a Paladin, exactly the same.

For example, Char's "Holy Word: Silence" was not a divine spell in essence, but it was a divine spell in his mouth.

All the other details that were hard to distinguish at night were depicted by him as the image of a church Paladin who had been lurking for a long time. Norman's expression also became serious.

"Are you telling the truth? The Holy See has a Paladin who has been hidden for a long time?"

"I saw it with my own eyes!"

Chaxike said through gritted teeth.

"He also told me that the church can only have one voice, and that is the Holy See!"

Norman didn't respond for a long time. He just waved his hand to dismiss Chaxike.

"You guard the outside. The others, come in."

"Yes."

After confirming that the other party had left, Norman took out a box and opened it. Inside it was a whole set of detachable communication circles.

He pieced together the magic circle fixed on the rectangular stone slab, embedded the energy block, and planned to report the matter to Ernst.

After sending the short message, he packed up the communication circle and leaned back in his chair, letting out a long sigh of relief.

Then, he said with disdain, "The church can only have one voice? Ha, you think you're worthy?"