The day after Connie took the throne, she issued a joint announcement on behalf of the Falk tribe and Irina, announcing that from now on, the Falk tribe and the night elves would form a mutual aid alliance to work together to maintain world peace.
This joint announcement was quickly spread to all parts of the Nolan continent, causing quite a stir.
No one could figure out how this once unknown little princess could gain the favor of both the Unpublisher and Irina at the same time, and become one of the few people who stood at the top of power in Nolan Continent.
Naturally, the biggest reaction came from the Wind Forest, which immediately issued a warning asking the Faak tribe to pay attention to the relationship and scale between themselves and the night elves, otherwise they would be regarded as enemies of the elves.
Immediately afterwards, the Og tribe also issued an announcement expressing its opposition to the alliance between the Falk tribe and the night elves, and in their words encouraged other orc tribes to isolate and exclude the Falk tribe.
Several younger members of the Og tribe followed Big Brother's lead and issued similar announcements one after another, overtly and covertly describing the Fake tribe after Connie's succession as weak women.
A team turmoil soon swept through the Twilight Forest.
But what is unexpected is that the tribes did not favor the Og tribe one-sidedly.
On the contrary, many tribes that had previously swayed because Isaiah was killed due to rebellion have come back to stand behind the Faak tribe, and their scale is no less than that of Isaiah's era.
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In the palace's long-table dining room, a banquet was going on.
There was a plate of steak in front of everyone, and the wine glasses were filled with red wine, swaying coquettishly in the candlelight.
Irina raised the wine glass in her hand, looked at Connie and smiled: "Currently, it seems that the war faction and the peace faction are almost evenly matched in the Twilight Forest. Auster's conspiracy was aborted because of your rise. In a short time, he There is no ability to integrate the entire orc clan."
"But, what if he still wants to start a war?" Connie was still worried as she held the juice.
"Although the Og tribe and the tribes under his rule are strong, they have lost the support of half of the orc tribes. His desire to conquer the continent is nothing more than a dream. Even the goblins can feed him." Mag curled his lips and said to There isn't much to worry about now.
Although the process completely exceeded his expectations and plans, the current situation in the Twilight Forest has completely met his initial expectations. Connie has become the new chief of the Falk tribe. With Rex's protection, there is no need to worry about political instability. .
The support and teams of each tribe determine that there is no way to unite the Twilight Forest. Even if Oster is still evil, he must have the strength to do so.
As long as there are no huge changes, the orcs will not be able to do much in the peace talks in a month's time.
"But why do I continue to drink juice now that I am the chief?" Connie shook the juice in her hand and looked at Mag with some confusion.
"Underage chiefs are not allowed to drink alcohol. This is a rule." Mag looked at her and said seriously.
Connie thought about it seriously and nodded: "Okay, this juice is quite delicious."
"Sister Connie, isn't it fun to be a chief?" Amy looked at Connie curiously and asked.
Everyone also looked at Connie, ready to hear her feelings and journey as chief for two days.
"Hmm..." Connie thought about it seriously and shrugged: "I think it's more interesting to send things out. You only need to deliver the things. It's simple and easy, and you don't need to think about too many issues. But Being a chief is different. They report a lot of things to me every day. Which family's sheep gave birth to a few babies, which trap was tampered with by the tribe next door... Why do I need to know these things? It's a bit convenient... …”
Everyone looked at her with some sympathy. It sounded like being a chief was not a very interesting thing.
Mag watched Connie think seriously for a while, and for a moment she didn't know whether the position those guys were racking their brains to climb to was really so attractive.
At least for him, power is indeed unattractive, and the fun it can bring is probably not as good as a compliment from a guest or Amy's coquettishness.
"Boss, are you going back early tomorrow morning?" Connie looked at Mag and asked.
"Yes, I have been keeping the guests away for three days. If I don't go back, I'm afraid they will tear down the store." Mag nodded.
Originally they were supposed to leave today, but Connie kept them for one more day, firstly to help her calm down the situation, and secondly to say a formal farewell.
Connie has now become the chief of the Falk tribe. After this disaster, the Falk tribe is in dire straits and is waiting to be revitalized. There is also the Og tribe outside who is eyeing it. Naturally, it is impossible for Connie to go back and continue to be a delivery girl with no sense of direction.
"I'm sorry, because I have the heavy responsibility of reviving the tribe, I really have no way to go back and continue to take on the responsibility of a delivery boy. I know that this is a very heavy loss for the restaurant, and the delivery business may be paralyzed as a result. In this regard, I feel extremely sad and remorseful..."
"It doesn't matter. The only takeout customer in our restaurant is in your tribe now. I can still bear this loss." Mag rolled his eyes. As soon as Connie left, their takeout business did die, but it doesn't matter... Anyway He didn't rely on takeout to eat, so he just buried it on the spot.
"Wuwu...I can't bear to leave you all..."
Connie's eyes suddenly turned red, and tears began to fall, feeling aggrieved like a child.
"It's okay, Connie. When you're not busy anymore, you can come to see us more often. In the future, when we're on vacation, we can also form a group to come see you. Anyway, I can fly now, so I can get back and forth very quickly." Sitting down. Mia next to her leaned next to her, hugged her, smiled and helped wipe her tears.
"Yes, yes, sister Connie, you must visit us often." Amy nodded her little head, thought for a while, and handed the ugly duckling in her arms to her. I can pet the ugly duckling for you.
"When I get better, I can build an ultra-long-distance teleportation array between your palace and the restaurant. Then it will be very convenient for us to visit each other." Barbara crossed her chest with both hands.
"Really?" Connie's eyes lit up and she looked at Barbara and said, "Barbara, when will that happen?"
"Ahem...probably...maybe wait until I reach level nine." Barbara coughed twice in embarrassment.
"Great, there are only two levels left, you have to work hard." Connie encouraged.
Barbara raised her chin again and said with some pride: "To be precise, it should be a little over one level. I already feel like I have a breakthrough."
The farewell dinner ended in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere. After Mag put Amy to sleep, she quietly went out and went to Stone Alley alone.
"Ha, you're here again to learn wine brewing in the middle of the night?" On the doorstep, Irina swayed with one foot hanging down, looking at Mag with a half-smile who was about to knock on the door.
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