Robin put down his pen and looked at the diary he recorded with satisfaction. A loud voice sounded outside. Robin heard the loud voice of a church priest - who was he arguing with what.

Robin walked out to take a look curiously, but saw several people standing together, one of which was the priest of the church, and the other several were the leading figures of the Binne tribe, and Belle was also among them. Of course, Belle did not participate in the dispute, he just smiled and kept listening. After seeing Robin, Belle walked towards this side.

"What happened, sir?" Robin asked.

"To be honest, it's completely inexplicable." Berel whispered. "People in the church believe that all the Bin tribes must adopt the new calendar..."

"New Calendar?" Robin asked strangely. It is a war period, and there are people who argue about small matters like the calendar? Can't we wait until we can pay attention to this matter after the war?

"Yes, the new calendar. They think it's three years... Any record and writing about time must match the new calendar." Berel shrugged. "I can't understand the piety of these religious fanatics. What's the point of debate about such sesame and green beans? But," he added. "Kedassa will definitely compromise on this aspect, because it's a small thing that no one cares about except the church."

Robin completely agreed with this. On that side, the voice of argument also softened, and it was obvious that the priest had the upper hand and "persuaded" the other party. Robin glanced inadvertently in the other direction, but saw a dozen or sophisticated people walking towards Kedasa's tent. Robin recognized that those people were elders of the Bin clan.

"As for them... Kedasa may not necessarily compromise." Berel was also staring at the team and spitting out this meaningful sentence.

Berel stared at the group of people until their figures disappeared into Kedasa's tent. However, he did not do anything. After the group of people walked into the tent, he said lightly: "I'm a little tired, I'm going to rest."

Robin couldn't help but feel curious for a moment. Because he was a distinguished guest of the Bin clan, he could move at will without any restrictions in this place far away from the frontline. So he walked towards the tent and came to a good place where he could eavesdrop on his words. However, the facts proved that it was meaningless to do this, because the voices in the tent were so loud that they could be heard from a distance.

"My people are starving. Do you want us to starve to death?" A loud voice was roaring.

"I sympathize with your situation, but my food is limited..." Kaidasa's voice was not small, and there was an extremely tough smell in his voice. "And it is your responsibility to cause this situation! There are too few warriors in your tribe and you will walk too many mouths!"

"Our soldiers bleed and sacrificed on the front line, but you stockpiled food and watched us starve!" continued to roar with a loud voice. "Do you think we don't know? You got the Ryans..."

More voices sounded, mixed in height, but the anger was the same. On the other side, Kedasa, there was no answer. I don't know if he was speechless or ignored it at all.

However, things did not develop to the point of being uncontrollable. Then their voices fell down, as if they had a discussion, and then some kind of agreement was reached.

At the end, Robin watched them walk out of the tent. Although the anger and unwillingness could be clearly seen on their faces, the fierce momentum they came when they came had disappeared. Robin couldn't guess what was going on. If they reached an agreement to share supplies from Kedasa, then there shouldn't be so much anger and unwillingness on their faces now. If they broke down, then their original anger and unwillingness had disappeared.

He returned to Beller's tent, where Beller was lying closed his eyes and resting, and only raised his eyelids slightly when Robin came in.

"Robin, it seems you've found something."

"Sir, that's how it is..." Robin said everything he saw and heard once, and pointed out specifically what he couldn't understand.

"This is too simple." Berel laughed. "It's just a conditional compromise. If you don't understand... well, let me think about it... what did you think Kedasa hopes most?"

"Of course all the tribe leaders swore allegiance to him and belonged to his tribe." Robin replied.

"Yes, but some people refused to accept this result. So he chose a slightly worse result?"

"Sub-second? Why is it called "sub-second..."

"That is to make a transaction, and exchange food for what you want. I guess, probably in exchange for their more proactive attack on Sivania. For example, when it is Kedasa's turn to attack, they must send troops to assist Kedasa. I think this is the result. Robin, you see, Kedasa has the supplies in his hand, so he takes the absolute initiative in this struggle. It's right to go left and right. He has the 'big trend', while other elders are controlled step by step. Isn't this very similar to war?"

"ah?"

"The so-called war also has a similar 'power'. Once the general trend is complete, it will be extremely difficult to reverse. The side that gains power will win no matter how it fights, the difference is only how much you win or how much you win. The side that loses power will lose no matter how it fights, the difference is only how much you lose or how much you lose. Robin, do you understand?"

Robin's mind flashed. "I understand, Lord Belle. Just like you... this time the plan to drive the tiger and swallow the wolf. Even if the vampire wipes out the Bin tribe, or the Bin tribe eliminates the vampire... For both of them, victory and failure are both losses."

"That's it, Robin. Your nature may not make you a very good battlefield commander, a general who relies on platoons and sets up formations to turn the tide, but you can try to become another general, such as a strategist who aims to master this 'power'."

Belle said, and he saw the spark of fascination in Robin's eyes. The boy was immersed in a certain thought and forgot about it for a moment.

"However, Robin, you must remember that it is not to master the 'power' to decide everything. It should be noted that ultimately eliminating the enemy depends on the duel on the battlefield. You can weaken the enemy through strategy, or even greatly weaken the enemy, but you cannot simply rely on these methods to eliminate the enemy. But it is too early to tell you this..."

While Belar was teaching his servants carefully, Damon also received relevant information in a camp not far from them. Among the people who had just gone to the Kedasa tent, several of them were in front of him.

"Kedasa is so crazy!" Damon spitted out a few words after hearing the other party's explanation.

When the Bin tribe convened a meeting of the Great Elders and decided how to make a decision, the material issue was a key. Beller provided a strategic plan to take steps, relying on favorable positions, and use a series of smaller-scale battles to consume vampires. This plan did not avoid material issues. In Beller's plan, the relevant food could be provided by the Ryans. The Ryans did fulfill the agreement, but the result was still very bad.

Damon himself is the type that is well prepared. But his wisdom does not represent everyone. There are always some people who are not prepared enough and put their expectations on the promises of the Ryans.

"What should we do?" Everyone's expectant eyes were on Damon.

"How is the situation? I mean, there is Kaidasa." Damon asked.

"In the past month, at least seven people have sworn allegiance to him in exchange for his support," someone replied. "As for those who have joined his tribe sporadically, it is impossible to calculate. His power is expanding every day."

"There are also some people who are optimistic about the war, and they believe that the war will end in a month. We have defeated the vampire in frontal battles and achieved a complete victory. As long as we take advantage of the victory, it is not difficult to eliminate the vampire. The dilemma in front of us will be over after a little bit of enduring."

"What should we do?" Another person repeated the question. "Kedasa is now exchanging food for soldiers. In this way, his tribe will not have to go to the battlefield in the future. After this war of attrition, his power will be retained the best and most complete."

"There is no way for the time being." Damon replied with a pondering moment. "We can only wait... Did Kedasa hide all his food in Mir?"

"Now that city has become his private territory." Another complained, but suddenly, he thought of something. "Mr. Damon, are you planning to..." He made a sneak attack gesture. "Take the food directly from his hands?"

"Impossible," Damon replied. "If we do this, it would be like we have a civil war first. In this case, it would be a self-destruction. And our army is on the front line now, while Kedasa keeps a unit near Mir City... He will definitely carry this accident. Haven't you discovered the law of transporting food and grass? He only transports the food and grass needed for three or five days at a time, and he has made plans to "it doesn't matter if he is robbed."

"That guy is really smart. He was the first to fight, so the camp he occupied was the closest to Mill City." Damon's voice was a little impressed. "On the surface, it seemed very brave, but in fact he had considered this situation a long time ago."

"But if this continues, our Bin tribe tradition... If everyone swears allegiance to him, then he will become a king."

"King?" Damon responded vaguely, but he exclaimed an angry curse in his heart. "Your stupidity and greed will kill us all!"

...

"The 85th day of the Sivanian War, sunny. The situation finally changed, and the speed of the shore tribe's advance began to slow down. The vampire adopted new tactics to harass us infinitely. Every day after dark, monsters such as ghouls, ghosts or dire wolfs sneak in and launch sneak attacks. The night before yesterday, a banshee caused huge damage. The howling of the banshee is fatal to those who do not have strong will. However, ordinary weapons cannot harm her. Before this monster was finally destroyed by the magician who came, at least one hundred people were killed by her howling."
Chapter completed!