War came suddenly.
Tanit had a smooth journey. They might have been good at hunting originally, but as the war progressed, their strength increased, but their ability to hunt decreased.
Because there is no need to apply these techniques anymore.
Anyway, war is about mechanical troops advancing forward, and they are responsible for cleaning up the mess.
This kind of war can't hone much ability. Some local battles alone are not enough to suppress the arrogance of winning consecutive battles for a long time.
Especially the choice of the internal elders exacerbated this sudden change.
Maybe not everyone is a fool, but a wrong choice is not because of the stupidity of the decision-maker, but because of some more important reasons.
Such as conflicts of interest.
"Rama is the key to where we are today. Without the technology that Rama mastered, the sea of sand would still be a mess."
"But what he did was too childish."
"He alone controls all the power of the gods, and the results are obvious to all."
"We must share a portion of the glory of God from his hand."
Willful, this is a very suitable label.
Whether they were loyal to Rama or not, at least they had no objection to Rama's mistake.
So why could Rama be so willful, not caring about their opinions, and make an absolutely wrong choice?
Because only he has control over the benevolence of the Red King and the Flower God.
If I had mastered divine grace, I could do the same things, or even do them better than him.
Rama may be the key to the tribe's success today, but I will be the future of the kingship...
They are all smart people, and they can naturally see the value of Rama to the currently flourishing Shahai regime.
But smart people are not immune to doing stupid things. If a stupid thing does not harm their interests but will bring additional benefits, then they will naturally do it.
Doing stupid things will definitely bring disadvantages, but the person who loses things may not be the person who did it.
"This is not a betrayal, but a reasonable request."
"If Rama is allowed to continue to act so recklessly, sooner or later he will lead us to the bottomless abyss."
"We must obtain divine grace to restrain Rama from certain incorrect words and deeds."
Makes sense.
This is certainly not an unjust evil backstab, but a restraint "for your own good."
For your own good, because you did something wrong first, we judge that your behavior is not stable enough.
If you don't do your job well enough, we can only stand up and help you for the sake of Shahai's future.
You don’t want us to help?
Look, these things make the children so worried that they start talking nonsense.
You have done something wrong, of course we must come to help.
You do not need? How can this be done?
This reaction is not unexpected at all. In the Sand Sea, betrayal is far more common than loyalty.
Of course Rama himself was kind to others, but these people also did things.
Since they received favors after doing something, at least they believed that it was a reasonable reward, remuneration earned through hard work, so of course there was no need to have too many emotions about Rama's favor.
"The main force of the [Thirty-member Group] has not moved closer... Are you worried that these people are acting?"
Standing on the top of the peak, Rama looked down at the black shadow below, looking relaxed and natural.
Ordinarily this should be considered a general attack, but the [Thirty-Man Regiment] only drove [Legacy of the God King] and other Gilded Brigades to charge forward, while their own core troops remained on the sidelines.
It seems that they do not trust the bargaining chips of the powerful people in Shahai.
"That's right. In their opinion, Shahai is attached to me. At least now there is a possibility of standing up."
The powerful people in Shahai just wanted Rama to learn a lesson, and did not intend to kneel down completely.
The thirty-man group also knew this, so they urged the Legacy of the God King to charge forward and wait for the opportunity.
Both sides knew the other's purpose very well, but they still chose to take action as planned without any hesitation or hesitation.
They probably all think they can win in chaos.
Except for [Legacy of the God King], after losing the value of having both sides, he could only choose one side to cling to, without any extra say.
The price of losing the right to speak is of course being pushed forward and used as cannon fodder, but Mishal should be able to bear it.
No matter how he was considered as cannon fodder, it was impossible for him to be included in the ranks. Sacrificing the mercenaries of [Legacy of the God King] in exchange for his own status was not an unacceptable deal for him.
The flames of war ignited quickly.
It was obvious that not only the [Thirty-Man Group] was in action, chaos broke out at several important points at the same time, and the loud shouts of the elders were heard randomly.
This was obviously an unexpected mess.
"Take it off."
Rama looked down with interest at the chaos and fighting below.
The Fools obviously have no spirit of contract, and of course, neither do the desert people.
When both parties have no rigid pursuit of cooperation, the result of this cooperation has actually been written.
Obviously, fools are better than others.
Inside Babel's tent.
"I knew the Solstice people were unreliable."
She had obviously expected it.
"But you didn't tell Rama that we would take action, Ms. Babel." Thunder Fire Warlock's voice was elegant, "You still love the highest power, right?"
Between being a middle-level person in the kingdom and a top-level person in the tribe, Babel preferred the latter.
"Who doesn't love power?"
Babel was not alarmed.
Strictly speaking, she did not tell Rama about the secret alliance of the elders, but she did not think that Rama was completely unaware. He did not seem to be such a dim person - well, looking at his recent choices, that was true. Not necessarily.
"The pursuit of power by those without ability will only bring trouble to everyone." Thunder Fire Warlock did not say too many words, "You are so pitiful, Ms. Babel."
"I have tried my best, but it is still not as good as a child who accidentally received the favor of God."
She knows how to taunt and kill with one hit.
This is indeed the greatest pain in the hearts of Babel and many elders.
When you work hard for a long time but someone gets it easily, not even because of talent, but because of good luck, this will make people feel resentful.
If he still doesn't know how to keep a low profile, but instead advertises his good luck everywhere, this feeling of indignation will be even more intense.
"What do you want me to do?" Babel avoided the topic and looked silent.
Talking is a waste of energy, but if you waste energy doing something, you must be asking for something.
"To be honest, you have already lost."
Warlock Thunderfly spoke leisurely and with full confidence.
"The Apostolic Order is not as procrastinating as you think. They plan to fight the decisive battle in the first battle and destroy the Shahai regime in one go."
There is no temptation and no need for temptation.
Continuous war is not good for the Order, and a unified sand sea is not a good thing.
The six sages are not lacking in the judgment they should have.
Even in the plot, the most hesitant thing about Azar and others is to pity and win over the genius scholar.
But for more ordinary people, their nature will be more clearly revealed.
"The fact that you would bring this up means you don't want us to end it like this."
Babel sneered, "Let me think about it, while you are plotting against the sand sea, you don't want us to be completely destroyed, which means you still need us to do something."
"Delaying for time?"
The fall of the Shahai regime is not the end, but only an inducement for everything to start anew.
The impact of a victory was enough for the six contemporary sages of the Order to leave two more records in history, and for the desert people to completely lose hope of making a comeback.
Because they really rebelled and caused trouble for the rainforest.
Then when they lose and are treated as real slaves instead of the slaves that Desiya said, their fate is natural.
There is always a price to pay for resistance and suppression.
But Babel knew that these things had nothing to do with these Snow Country people.
They don't speak for this reason, but when they speak, there must be a reason.
What else could it be?
At this time, we can actually see some expressions similar to mother and child. Babel's sneer is exactly the same as Rama's indifference.
They were obviously the weak side, but they seemed to have the upper hand.
Thunder Fire Warlock narrowed his eyes slightly.
"The destroyed sand sea is powerless to stop the Order of the Order, but before the treasure falls into the hands of the fools, the Order of the Order can only wait."
"That's very well said." Babel applauded her performance, "So what are you going to do, to intervene in Xumi's internal affairs openly and openly under the watchful eyes of the seven mortal nations?"
"Are you worthy??"
There are always some commonly known as tacit understandings between countries. Because they are not explicitly stipulated, of course you don't have to care.
But there is always a price to pay for doing things, and this kind of thing is no exception.
The sand sea and the rain forest, no matter how they are calculated among the seven kingdoms, are Xumi's internal affairs, a matter for the God of Grass and the Order Council.
If the Fools get involved in this kind of thing before taking action, it will inevitably leave a stereotyped impression on the Seven Kingdoms.
Not worth it.
The harvest in the sand sea may not be small, but the more profound plan involves the seven kingdoms and all the gods.
It's not worth going to this point for an unexpected surprise.
But that doesn't mean you have to give up.
The food is right next to your mouth, you have to eat it.
It's nothing more than eating and looking a little more elegant.
"So I need you to stand up and stop the attack of the Order." Warlock Leiying's expression remained unchanged, "Ms. Babel, you are not the only one chosen by us."
"Choose, um, very noble words." Babel said with a smile, "Go on, let me hear your interesting little calculations."
I can't bear it anymore.
Didn't you say she was an adoptive mother? How come he is so similar to Rama in terms of arrogance and country bumpkin!
"Your original idea has completely failed. It is no longer possible to replace the rain forest with a sea of sand."
"If nothing can be done, are you going to stay here and die with the Tanit tribe, or are you going to live in another country with a check from the Northland Bank?"
The words of Thunder Fire Warlock are not tempting, but the real battle situation is more useful than any verbal temptation.
It’s true that we can’t win, and it’s true that we’re about to be doomed.
In this case, we can only find another way out.
"If I hadn't cooperated with you, the situation wouldn't have been so bad."
Babel couldn't hold back either.
No one believes in the fools, just like the fools don't believe in the promises of the powerful people in the sand sea.
But things still need to be done. You think you can prevent the other party's conspiracy and then use the other party.
Likewise, so do the fools.
But just looking at the results, the fools win.
"But you have already made your choice." Warlock Leiying returned to his leisurely tone, "You will lose miserably."
The cause and effect are so simple, it's nothing more than greed without success, that's all.
If you fail, you have to consider a retreat.
The Fools did not believe how loyal these people were to the identity of desert people. After all, since the death of the Red King, the identity of desert people had only brought them trouble and prejudice.
Of course, the main body of hatred was handed over to the Apostolic Council. After all, it was the prejudice and discrimination they stirred up.
But a long millennium has passed, and many people have begun to resent their origins instead of resenting the Order House that created this environment.
For example... why was I born a desert dweller and not a rainforest dweller?
This thought swirls in the hearts of many desert people, and they cannot understand why such an unfortunate thing must happen to them.
The world is a big place, and many people can be desert dwellers to work as cattle and horses for the Order, so why does this person have to be me?
"It's true that we lost, but it's not a complete defeat."
Babel shook her head.
Someone has to be the bully, there's no denying that.
But resenting one's origin and resenting one's environment are two different difficulties. The former involves leaving the problem to fate, so that all mistakes don't matter. After all, I have a bad background and there is nothing I can do about it.
Origin is an unchangeable destiny, and environment is an enemy that needs to be challenged.
But the Teaching Order is very difficult to defeat.
It is even impossible to win at all. To resist their rule and oppression, it is really better to leave the problem to fate.
"Do you still have hope for a comeback?"
Warlock Lei Ying couldn't help but frown.
This time, the Fools even appointed executive officers to handle official business. With the power of Shahai, there would be no room for resistance.
But estimates are estimates, and the results will always be unknown until the dust settles.
She definitely didn't want any accidents to happen.
"Isn't this what you are doing?" Babel said casually, "If it wasn't to test Rama's trump card, you wouldn't waste time with me here."
Finding the right person is the key to solving many problems.
What the fools want is the relics of the gods, not the power of the sand sea, nor the life and death of Rama.
These are insignificant, only the legacy of the Red King and the Goddess of Flowers are important.
