"Master Kaidasa is here!" Accompanied by the celebrating reputation, Kaidasa walked into the conference room in a kingly manner. He was wearing a black cloak with scarlet edges, and the clothes inside were red and gold, as bright as flames.

Kedasa glanced around with majestic eyes. Everyone had already sat down, and none of the chairs in the entire conference hall were empty. Damon was among them. The lord was sitting upright and deliberately arranged the lowest head. At this moment, there were two Kedasa who were not even familiar with him. However, even if he had any dissatisfaction in his heart, he could not see at all.

Damon is actually quite good in terms of appearance. He is a tall man with wide shoulders and slender waist. His body is as soft and strong as soft steel. Damon's face is wide, and a scar passing through the corners of his eyes even adds to his masculine charm. Compared to Kedasa, Damon is much younger, only about thirty years old. But he has already won enough reputation and status for himself in the war. In time, this man...

Kedasa stopped his bored imagination and sat in his seat. This was a specially prepared conference room. According to the customs of the Bin tribe, there was no round table in the middle. All the chairs were placed against the wall and circled around the room. Among the Bin tribe, this was discussed in this way when encountering major events. The participants were all nobles of the Bin tribe, and at least they were in command of a tribe.

After a simple greeting, Kedasa turned to the topic of the meeting.

"Everyone, the reason for this meeting was because I received a letter from the Ryans." He looked around, his voice was silent, but no one could ignore it. "They made a suggestion."

He signaled to the servant, and then someone brought a letter. A servant walked up and read the content of the whole letter aloud in front of the audience. Then some handwritten copies were sent up and passed on to each other between the participants.

The conference room immediately seemed to be in an uproar, and everyone whispered and talked.

Before coming here for a meeting, many people had actually heard of the matter, but the specific content of the letter still caused an uproar. The Ryan people made a simple request, requiring the Bin tribe to move to Sivania.

If this condition alone is just the case, it can be directly understood as making excuses for war. In fact, the Bin tribe was mentally prepared for the war with the Ryan people. The two sides did sign a peace treaty, but this "peace" was really not a reliable thing. The war did not happen, but small-scale battles and conflicts between hundreds or even thousands of people were just commonplace. The Ryan people were pressing tightly, and the Bin tribe was not willing to be outdone. The wars on the borders of both sides were one after another. Today was a Bin tribe's village was attacked, and tomorrow was a town of the Ryan people were looted. And all this was developing in an increasingly fierce direction. Even idiots knew that the tearing of the peace agreement was only a matter of time.

However, in this letter, the Ryan provided a series of conditions. These conditions include: the Ryan immediately retreated the border troops to show sincerity; provided a certain amount of weapons and equipment and logistics supplies to the Bin tribe; temporarily "lent" the border city of Mir to the Bin tribe; revoke a series of laws against the Bin tribe, allow free trade between the two sides and provide unconditional financial assistance...

Overall, although it is a very barbaric and unreasonable requirement to relocate the Bin clan, after adding these series of conditions, it becomes quite sincere.

In fact, from a neutral standpoint, it is not that no one understands why the Ryans have to repeatedly cause trouble for the Bin tribe. Even the contract signed by the church's residence and coordination cannot change the Ryan's attitude. The Bin tribe's homeland is indeed too close to the core area of ​​Ryan's rule. As long as the geographical conditions do not change, the contradiction between the two sides will be irreconcilable.

But if the Binns moved to the Sivania area, things would be completely different immediately. Sivania is located in a remote area far away from the core of the Ryans. As long as there is no special oil and water, the Ryans are indeed likely to no longer cause trouble.

"This is a scam!" An old man with gray hair stood up and spoke out his opinion loudly. The lord had a huge bright red scar on his neck. "Sivania is now occupied by vampires. They asked us to go to Sivania, but in fact they planned to fight us with the vampires and then they would deal with the surviving one! Is vampires easy to deal with? Think about how many troops did the coalition forces lose in the Battle of Kalean?!"

As soon as this was said, the people around him responded. For a moment, the crowd was in high spirits and everyone condemned the Ryans' wolf ambitions. Except for a very few people who were still pondering and silent, everyone else joined the opposition. There is no doubt that if the situation continued to develop like this, the resolution would probably come out soon. Kedasa frowned.

"I fully support you," just before Kedasa took action, someone suddenly spoke. The speaker's voice was low, but for some reason, everyone shut their mouths and stared at the speaker.

The person who spoke was Damon. Because he came the latest, he was sitting at the bottom, but his influence did not seem to be weakened by the seat at all.

"But I would like to ask you all, if we refuse, it would be equivalent to going to a full-scale war with the Ryans. Are we sure of winning?"

A silence enveloped the entire conference room. Even the old lord who was speaking at the beginning sat down again.

Can you win? The answer is obviously no. At least the loss is much greater than the winning one. Since the conflict between the two sides began, in previous wars, although the Ryans have never taken advantage of it, they have never suffered any losses. The territory of the Bin tribe has been decreasing bit by bit. Now the Bin tribe has lost all the territory in the plains and retreated into the hilly areas. On the surface, both sides are still in a tug-of-war state, but people know that the Bin tribe is no longer as prosperous as before, while the Ryan tribe’s national strength continues to grow. As one goes up and down, if the two sides start a full war... the result is really not optimistic.

"The Ryans have to deal with vampires, which will give us a chance." I don't know who said something, but no one responded. The speaker did not continue, obviously he didn't believe these words. In fact, it was the same. Just use the map to see that Sevania is far south and is in a semi-isolated state from the Ryans due to geography. Although the overall geography is easy to defend and difficult to attack, it is difficult to rush out in turn. The Ryans only need to defend Mir City, so they don't have to worry about the vampires being able to make a big wave. The situation of the Bin tribe is the opposite. Outside the mountainous area is a plain. Once the Bin tribe's power becomes strong, they will immediately pose a serious threat to Ryan.

If we really want to make a choice between the two sides, the Ryan would rather leave the vampire and deal with the Bin clan first.

"This is a letter from the church to us." Seeing that the time had come, Kedasa loudly announced the next news. "This is a handwritten letter from the new archbishop."

This news caused another whisper. Since Oren City was captured by Greenskin and the original Archbishop Carl died in the siege, the church has been in chaos for a long time. However, recently, it has been heard that they have reached some kind of agreement with the Shem people, and once again held an election meeting in the Holy City in accordance with the ancient rules. It seems that the so-called electoral meeting has had its final result.

"Have the church elected an archbishop?" someone asked.

"Yeah, that's right." Kaidasa signaled to the left and right. The reader came on stage again just now and recited the content of the letter aloud.

After reading this time, there was no intense discussion like the one just now. The entire conference room was silent, and everyone was thinking, even Damon was no exception.

This letter was a letter of persuasion from the new Archbishop. The Archbishop first analyzed the interests and explained the core of the conflict between the Bin and the Ryan people, and clearly stated that the church was really sad to see brothers of the same faith killing each other. Then, in the name of the church, he guaranteed that this clan migration was not a trap to lure the Bin and attack easily. Finally, the Archbishop emphasized the threat and harm of vampires to humans, and promised that if the Bin tribe was willing to attack the vampires, the church would provide all aspects of help. Finally, it also came with a map of Sivania.

"But if it were a vampire, it would never be an opponent that could be easily defeated." I don't know who suddenly said. "I remember that a small number of young people volunteered to join the army expedition to Kalean. Although they finally won, less than one-tenth of them came back alive."

Damon took over the conversation.

"If we lose too much in the war with vampires, then the guarantees of the church, peace treaties, and the promises of the king are unreliable. Sivania is the territory of the Ryans, and even in remote areas, they will not give up easily. Not to mention that the Ryans have been hostile to us for a long time, and the heart of destroying me will not die!" He said loudly, and this was agreed by everyone.

"So, in my opinion, we must find a way to understand the specific situation of the vampire. And use this to decide whether we should accept the Ryan resolution. If the vampire is really powerful, then all the favorable conditions are fake. The Ryan just hopes that we will be cannon fodder and consume the vampire."

"But on the other hand, what if the conditions are different?" A voice suddenly sounded at the door of the conference room. People looked towards the door, but saw a man walking towards the outside with big strides.

This stranger was wearing gold and white armor and a pure white cape and shawl. Compared with his gorgeous dress, his appearance was much more ordinary. In fact, it was a face that was forgotten and had no special temperament and style, but was similar to the farmer on the roadside.

"Please allow me to introduce myself." The stranger bent down and saluted. "My name is Berel, and I am from Tiberius."

Tiberius? Everyone knows that Tiberius and Ryan are allies. What are the Tiberius doing here? Everyone looks at this Belar with a slightly surprised expression, and at the same time looks at Kedasa sitting on the upper head. There is no doubt that this guy named Belarius is Kedasa's guest. He can enter the venue at this time and get Kedasa's permission.

"Belal?Belal..." Damon murmured to himself. Suddenly, he thought of the identity of this person.

"Are you General Berel?'Vampire Slayer'..." He was about to speak when an obese old man suddenly stood up from his position.

"This is not in line with the rules! You are not ours, you are not qualified to attend our meeting." He turned his head and glared at Kedasa. "As the Great Elder, you should be the first to follow tradition, not the first to destroy tradition."

Berel immediately saw that Kedasa's expression was a little embarrassed. The old man's accusations had received responses from several people. The interesting tradition, he chuckled in his heart.
Chapter completed!