"Control your bad temper and let me deal with such people." War troll Kohando quickly pressed down on the tiger man Sailu and said in a low voice.

The tiger man Sailu glanced at the short, strong, bearded mountain dwarf not far away and stopped talking.

As a beast-turned man transformed from humans, if he could not even control this emotion, he would have been replaced by the beast-turned curse of beast-turned wildness.

"Which guy was talking just now, why didn't I see it?" The war troll wearing full armor walked out carelessly with a giant sword in both hands, and looked at the group of people in the Black Pearl Forest with a scrutiny. He deliberately passed over the short mountain dwarf, made a look that he could not find carefully, staring at his big eyes and said in confusion.

"I said the ugly green skin, what's wrong? Is there any problem?" The mountain dwarf was wearing a bear skin-edged coat and a dark black iron chain armor. He smashed the battle axe and shield in his hand and fixed it on the ground. Then he hugged his chest with his hands, looked up at the tall war troll and replied:

"We have promised to help you deal with the goblins in the Quiet Forest. The conditions for obtaining command will not have much impact on you. No one is the same in command. You stubborn people still have to object. Do you think you are ungrateful?"

After the mountain dwarf finished speaking, he raised his brush-like eyebrows and looked at Archbishop Alinara. He found that his boss had no intention of stopping him, so he continued:

"If you guys in the Jade Field do not agree with us to build the Temple of the God of War here, and refuse to hand over the command to my boss. Then it doesn't matter if we stay here. It's better to go back as soon as possible.

With this free time, I can slaughter two more ferocious wild boars in the forest, so that the druids will not be seen and eaten by the groundhog. I ask you, do you know what a groundhog is? It’s a mouse. This thing is no different from a mouse. The only function is to be large and full."

"Everyone said, right?" The mountain dwarf turned around and looked at all the companions behind him.

However, no one followed suit.

“…”

The dwarf rubbed the thick beard on his chin awkwardly, and angrily picked up his weapon and got into the crowd.

Although everyone did not express their opinions, they turned their inquiring eyes to the silent Archbishop Alinara, waiting for her reply.

"Carlos." Tigerman Ranger Selu looked at Carlos who was out of the matter and reminded.

"Yes, this command cannot be handed over to you." Carlos shrugged helplessly, looked at Alinara, and raised an objection.

Hearing Carlos's opposition, the tiger man's goblin relaxed, and then explained the reason to the archbishop who was puzzled:

"The command of the full attack on the Hruk Goblins of the Quiet Forest has long been booked in advance by the Lord of our Clark Town, which is crucial to our Clark Town."

When Yalenara heard this, she looked dazed, then a smile that was not easy to detect, and then guessed in an uncertain tone: "Does your lord refer to that goblin wizard?"

"That's right." The Tigerman Ranger nodded and explained: "Our lord is a goblin. The enemy we want to deal with is also the big goblin tribe in the goblin-like race, so the reason... I think you should be able to understand."

"It's understandable." Yalenara's eyes drooped, she pondered for a while, and then turned her slightly playful gaze to Sarayan, the lord of Twilight Town who wanted to speak but stopped, and said:

"What do you mean? If you can't accept my conditions, I can only take my people back to the Black Pearl Forest with great regret. As for the Emerald Field, we will no longer participate in it without authorization."

As soon as he finished speaking, most of the people behind Yalenara looked relaxed.

People on the Emerald Field began to whisper, and their slightly dissatisfied eyes were occasionally turned to the tallest and most eye-catching war trolls and tiger man rangers.

"Brothers of Tiger, the command is a private agreement reached by your Kwon Town and the Falls Town. Now, the situation in the Emerald Field is that five towns work together, so I don't think the agreement between the two towns will take effect." Sarayan, the lord of Twilight Town, tried to make his rejection more tactful:

"You must understand that our current common enemy is the Hruk Goblin of the Quiet Forest. If we have the assistance of allies from the Black Pearl Forest, the difficulty of expelling the Goblin will be greatly reduced. I hope you can explain it to your lord."

When everyone heard this, most of them nodded and thought that what the lord said was quite reasonable.

Thorne, who seemed to be out of the matter, couldn't help but frown and slowly fell into deep thought.

"Lord Sarayan is right. Although we have successfully repelled the recent attack by the Goblins, they have not used many of them, and it looks more like a tentative attack with new allies." Helm, the lord of Iron Horse Town, walked out and persuaded the Tigerman Ranger:

"As an aggressive goblin race, both Falls and Twilight Town have been tempted and have failed, which means that their next attack will definitely be very fierce. In other words, in this situation, our only way is to gather all the forces to take the initiative and expel them completely while the Goblin has not yet fully integrated the power of their allies."

"I have no choice. This is what our lord Malvisha specifically told me. No matter what the price is paid, this command must be obtained." The tiger man Sailu frowned, with a little helpless expression, but his tone was decisive.

"Lord Sarayan, since you say that the five towns are one, then you agree that the God of War takes over the command, and our Horn Town naturally has the right to refuse. This is not the final word for you alone, I'm right." The war troll turned around and looked at Sarayan and said.

"Of course. Then let the five towns vote together." Seeing that the two of the horn town had no intention of giving in, Sarayan's eyes flashed and said, "The minority obeys the majority, so that your lords have nothing to say."

After saying that, Iron Horse and Twilight Town were the first to vote against each other, while Knoll and Falls voted for each other. In the end, everyone's eyes gathered on the two people in Storman Town.

Obviously, the final decision was inexplicably controlled by Storman Town.

The group of people from the Black Pearl Forest also looked at their choice with interest.

"That... can we Storman town abstain?" Ishaq, who acted as a melon-eating crowd, looked at each other with Paladin Jessica, and gritted the bullet and expressed his true thoughts.

"Okay, don't hesitate there anymore. I didn't see the people on the other side watching our jokes." When the two of them were in a dilemma, Thorne came to Ishaq, gestured for a look, and said with a smile to him.

Sarayan saw Thorne coming out, his expression tightened, and a premonition of something bad surged in his heart.

"Then what should I choose?" Ishak asked Thorne for advice, and his eyes looked at him as if he saw the backbone.

"There is only such a Hruk Goblin tribe with a history of hundreds of years in the entire Emerald Field, and there is also only one real Goblin lord. If the Goblin lord personally commanded the Goblin army to successfully overthrow the warlord rule of the Goblin and achieve the final victory, this will definitely become a widely circulated legendary event. The Goblins on the entire Corina Peninsula will also spontaneously surrender to this Goblin lord, and such legendary events will even be sung by the bard for hundreds of years.

After all, goblins are also intelligent races, and most goblins' survival means are to rely on the fear of bear goblins or big goblins. If they can step on the big goblins and separate, they will definitely attract the attention of the world."

Thorne patted Ishaq on the shoulder, walked to Archbishop Alinara, and said meaningfully:

"So, Ms. Alinara, Archbishop of the God of War, I do not believe that your God of War will have a higher interest in commanding wars by their believers himself than the epic battles in which the goblins successfully resist the rule of the goblins. This kind of battle that can make history worth remembering, I believe that the God of War will definitely be very interested."

After hearing Thorne's remarks, Sarayan and Carlos looked at each other silently, and both nodded.

"Tell me your conditions." After Thorne said, staring at Yalenara, a surprised black eyes flashed through her and said straight to the point.

"You are right. If you can participate in a large-scale war in which the goblins overthrow the rule of the goblins under the witness of the God of War, it will indeed attract the attention of the God of War than personally commanding an expulsion war." Archbishop Alenara's beautiful eyes floated in his beautiful eyes, and he smiled at the ranger in front of him.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, the archbishop frowned and was silent for a while, and his bright eyes looked at Thorne again:

"Your Excellency Ranger, I have to admit that your statement just now really made me very moved, but there is one thing you seem to have forgotten. That is, our compatriots in the Black Pearl Forest are not just the apologists of the Temple of War, but they are more of adventurers from the City of Seput, Silver Pine Plain, Deep Rock City, the central part of the continent and even the most chaotic southern kingdom. This means that I cannot selfishly ignore the feelings of others for the benefit of the Temple of War. War is not a joke."

"I understand what you mean, so what?" Thorne looked at the group behind Yalenara lightly and answered.

The expressions of the members of the Fang Group were very obvious, and they were looking forward to their archbishop joining the war against the goblins.

The declining White Rose Knights had a expressionless and stern face, like a child with no love, the farthest distance from everyone.

The expressions of the remaining adventurers dressed in different costumes are very interesting. Some clenched their fists and were full of fighting spirit, some spitting at the ground, their eyes revealing disdain, and some people are like melon-eating people watching the fun with relish.

This made Thorne understand the inner concerns of Archbishop Arlenara.

They seem to be united, and they also have their own factions within them.

This didn't surprise him.

The so-called "people are divided into groups, and birds of birds of a feather flock together." No matter what force it is, it is impossible to achieve ideal joint efforts, love each other, and be equal to all living beings.

Take Watershang Town as an example. A small town must be divided into two forces: Shangcheng District and Xiacheng District. Xiacheng District also has two factions: West Coast and East Coast, and Shangcheng District also has half-elves indigenous people and his wizard tower.

What's more, it is a black pearl forest that brings together talents from all over the world.

In other words, although the Archbishop of the God of War can directly nod and agree to the Black Pearl power based on his own right to speak, this does not mean that everyone will willingly participate in this battle.

If you are not careful, you will leave a series of undetectable cracks.

If you want all these thorns to participate in this battle willingly, it depends on whether the conditions proposed by the other party will be happy, or convinced.

Thorne looked up and glanced at the dazzling sunshine. He found that he had been delaying for a long time in the Norshill Plain. He was a little tempted to return to the town of Falls as soon as possible.

But it should be almost over, Thorne thought.

He began to wonder what reasonable conditions Arlenara could put forward.

"Since this is a world where great power is combined with the strong, then we will follow the customs and use more traditional methods to decide the final result of a thing." The Archbishop of the God of War did not let everyone wait for too long. She only saw that she said her thoughts, and before everyone could understand her true meaning, she turned around to meet the eyes of her companions and said:

"First of all, let me make a statement, that is, no matter what the final result is, we will assist our friends in Emerald Wilderness to drive out the goblins of the Quiet Forest, no matter what the final result is."

"Abide by the Archbishop's will!" The five members of the Fangs bowed slightly toward Yalenara and clasped their fists.

Yalenara smiled at the five people and then continued: "As for the others, I have a suggestion that both sides choose several representatives to compete for several duels. If our Black Pearl Forest people win, then everyone except my Fangs, can freely decide their choice.

If the people of the Emerald Field win, all of us in the Black Pearl Forest will have to assist you in attacking the Great Ghost of the Khruk, and you will need to pay our allies the corresponding rewards. Do you think this method is OK?”

A brief silence...

"I think this proposal is very good, I accept it. It will not make them gossip that we people in the Black Pearl Forest are afraid of their Emerald Fields." The mountain dwarfs were the first to squeeze out from the crowd, glaring at the war trolls provocatively, and telling their choice.

"On behalf of all my compatriots in the White Rose Monastery in Deep Rock City, I agree with Ms. Alinara's proposal. As a believer of the God of Crucifix, no matter what the final result is, I will take my monks to help my friends in the Emerald Field to expel the Hruk Goblins of the Quiet Forest together." Then, the elf monk walked out in a hurry and said in a plain tone.

"Hey! The face-paraly monk, your wolf-destroying monk group has only five people together with you." The mountain dwarf smiled inappropriately.
Chapter completed!