The Green Field Tribe once again experienced a transfer of high-level power. The city lords and mayors of two important cities in the tribe, Green Lake Town and Namur Fortress, who had been in power for decades, quietly left their own country without the knowledge of many ordinary goblins. His post was sent to the quarry in the far west by the patriarch Allen.
As the newly appointed mayor and city lord, Allen accepted the recommendation of Facardo and the others, which can be regarded as a reflection of Allen's hard work in taking care of Facardo and the two of them for many years. However, what was different from what Facardo and the others imagined was that although Allen accepted the candidates recommended by the two people, Allen switched the positions of these two candidates - bugbear Tris and bugbear Oliver.
Tris, who originally led the army in Namur Fortress, took two or three confidants to Green Lake Town to become the mayor; and Oliver, who was originally the deputy mayor of Green Lake Town, was appointed by Allen to serve as the mayor of Namur Fortress. The city lord.
Although Allen agreed to the talents recommended by Trick and Facardo for the sake of the two heroes, Allen was still skeptical about the specific abilities of these two candidates.
The two bugbears, Tris and Oliver, have been operating in their respective towns for many years, and their foundations are considered solid. They can definitely maintain the daily life of their respective towns in a short period of time, but Allen never likes to let an established person hold an important position. , at least during the years when Allen was still alive, he did not need such a tribal leader.
Therefore, weakening the foundations of the two bugbears, Tris and Oliver, and allowing them to assume power in places unfamiliar to each other is a major test given by Allen to these two successors.
If these two people are really talented, then Allen believes that they will have a way to quickly gain a foothold in their new positions and take control of the power; but if one of them is not talented enough to take back power from the local bosses , if these colleagues are impressed, then Allen will not be polite and let more talented and courageous goblins take over their duties.
The Green Field Tribe now has a population of more than 150,000. Because the tribe values education, they cannot say that they have a large number of talented people, but they are definitely enough. Although due to Allen's preference, the tribal management is more inclined to the bugbears, but since they can be called an intelligent race, the bugbears actually have merit in terms of intelligence. Perhaps their overall intelligence is not as good as The race is of the dwarf lineage, but there are always people with outstanding talents among the huge number of bugbears.
"Lord Oliver, you can't do this! How many days have passed and the promised supplies are here!!!"
Oliver has been the Lord of Namur Fortress for only half a year. He has just established himself, and now he has to face an extremely difficult problem. At this time, the Bugbear City Lord, who was wearing gorgeous clothes and gradually getting fatter, was somewhat envious of his colleague and competitor Tris, whose life was much easier than his own!
A group of gnolls and trolls below blocked Oliver's office castle early in the morning, expressing angry expressions and high-pitched voices to protest against Oliver.
"Everyone, the difficulty is only temporary. I hope everyone can be patient and patient!! We don't want such a problem to occur. After all, our tribe also has a share in the lost benefits!!"
"But you can't stop our food supply!! The food reserves in our food store can only last for three days at most. But if there is no food in the city, those guys below will rebel!!!"
A female troll had two lumps of fat hanging on her chest, and she shouted at Oliver in a stern voice. She was bullying Oliver when he had just become the city leader. She saw that his behavior was a bit unfamiliar, so she dared to raise her tone. Otherwise, if Facardo is still in this position, and this group of guys will never dare to make too much noise, nor will they be so undisciplined.
"Several grain dealers we cooperate with suddenly broke their contracts at the same time recently. They said that the human kingdom in the south had a disaster this year and the production was greatly reduced, while the elves in the north occupied a lot of land in the dwarf kingdom, but did not produce. The food of the two companies There are never many exits!”
"We also urgently sent a caravan to Mansha City to raise food. You all know this, but it will take time to transport food back from Mansha City!!"
Until now, Oliver has not fully adapted to the change in his current situation of being in charge of a single party. In the past, he mostly helped Trick check for leaks and fill in the gaps, and implemented various decisions made by Trick. He has really reached the point where he can make his own decisions and issue orders. Sometimes, he is often a little hesitant. After all, every order he makes affects the lives of tens of thousands of people.
"Lord Oliver, this is not the first day we have interacted with each other. Your tribe has several large granaries in the city, and the stored food is enough to support the people of your city for half a year. Now, as alliance partners, our two tribes have a food crisis. Lord Oliver, you can’t just sit back and watch, lend us a batch of food to help us hold on until the caravan food arrives!!”
The eyes of another middle-aged jackal male flickered, and although he tried his best to hide it, Oliver could see a hint of panic in his movements and tone.
In fact, Oliver knew very well what the two loudest trolls and jackals in front of him wanted in their hearts. As long as he was willing to help them, he would surely accept his request in the future. A favor.
However, what these two people don't know is that the situation they are in now is, fundamentally speaking, the result of the Green Field Tribe's design over the years. Now it is just because of the tribe leader Allen's words that things are going as planned by the tribe. It's just a set track.
It can even be said that the difficulties encountered by the twenty-odd jackals and troll natives gathered in the Oliver Town Hall at this time were also part of the Green Field Tribe's plan.
"Ms. Fulen, that's not the case. The food problem exists not only in your tribe, but also in our tribe!! You can't buy food from those cooperative caravans, and our tribe can't buy it either. Yes, this is a dilemma that everyone must face.”
"I have just taken up the position of city lord. It is impossible for me to lend you food at this time even if I know that there may be a food crisis. If the merchants of the Chamber of Commerce cannot buy food, or those merchants in the south The team still has no food, so what should the people of our tribe do??"
"And as far as I know, your two tribes have also established tribal food reserves. It is time to cope with the current situation. You should state the situation to your tribe's senior officials. I believe they will agree to your request."
Oliver looked embarrassed, and could not see any falsehood. He slowly explained to the female troll and male jackal in front of him, and helped them find a way to solve the problem.
"Where else..."
The middle-aged male jackal Jadel had a ferocious face and opened his mouth to tell the truth, but he immediately realized the powerful connection of this secret and quickly closed his mouth.
Standing side by side next to him, the female troll Fulen, who looked like she shared the same hatred with the enemy, also had her heart in her throat and almost hit Jardel with her elbow, interrupting the other's slip of the tongue.
"Lord Oliver, are you kidding me? It's not yet time to use the tribe's food reserves. How can we tell the leaders and the others!!"
"Hahaha, Ms. Fulen, you yourself know that it is not the time to use the tribe's food reserves, so why do you come to make things difficult for me!!"
Oliver stopped smiling, stared at Flan with a serious face, and asked in a cold tone: "Do you think that I, Oliver, am easy to bully??"
"no……"
Troll Fulen replied nonchalantly, but his eyes were still filled with dissatisfaction.
Ms. Fulen is not only a grain merchant, but she is also one of the core leaders of the male-dominated Snomi troll clan, and her scope of authority in the clan is precisely to coordinate and manage the tribe's food storage. .
As a large tribe in the wilderness, each tribe has a certain sense of crisis. Storing enough food and supplies for a tribe to consume within a certain period of time is the knowledge and foundation that a large tribe should have in the wilderness. However, in recent years, because they are located in the chokepoint of commercial traffic, the living environment of the trolls and gnolls has changed a lot, especially when they no longer need to let the lower-class tribesmen and Vassals and slaves collect resources, farm and herd, and can easily obtain a large amount of food and materials through money purchase.
In the beginning, the supervisors in charge of food reserves of the two tribes still had a sense of crisis and did their jobs conscientiously. However, with the improvement of the quality of life of the tribes, the strengthening of money concepts, etc., the two tribes who did not have strict management ethics originally The middle and high-level people have become corrupted one after another, using their power to seek personal gain for themselves, their families, and their relatives.
Flan and Jadel are not exempt from this. Anyway, they will eventually take over the accounts of the predecessor's deficit. Unless they expose these things at the beginning of taking over, the responsibility will also be theirs after they take over.
Those who can be promoted to their position must be confidants who have been involved in it for a long time. Since they will not report it, then the remaining choice must be like the previous supervisors, using various methods to corrupt the food in the clan's granary, and so on. Fat own wallet.
After several supervisors became corrupt, the granaries of the two tribes had actually been empty for a long time. Even if there was still some old grain, it would not be enough to survive for a few days when the two tribes had a population of more than 200,000.
I'm afraid Fulen and Jader never thought that being in such a choke point of trade, with countless traders coming and going every day, how could one day suddenly be unable to buy food! ! As long as you have enough funds in your hands, if something goes wrong, you can just spend some money to plug the hole.
But this incident actually happened. How could this not make Fulen and the others impatient, so they gathered a group of people to come to Namur Fortress to seek a solution to the crisis.
"Lord Oliver, you may have been transferred here not long ago, so you don't know how close our relationship is. Why don't you write a letter and talk to Mayor Tris, and he will tell you the benefits of cooperating with us!!"
Another older troll male stood up and spoke slowly and kindly.
"We did something wrong when you were promoted to City Lord Oliver. We didn't send you a congratulatory gift. We just made up for it today. I hope you like it, Lord Oliver."
Troll Moriti reached out and took it out from the delicate dimensional bag at his waist, and then there was a crystal clear necklace inlaid with countless jewels in his hand.
"This is an intermediate magic necklace. It can be used to protect arrows three times a day. The effect is very good."
Moriti had a magical equipment when he took action, which can be said to be rich and powerful, but he really had no choice. As Fulen's former logistics director, if the food shortage was exposed, he would not be able to escape from the involvement.
Now that he has changed his job, he is in charge of the replacement and scrapping of tribal weapons and equipment. There is much more to it than a mere supervisor who coordinates food reserves. If he loses his current power and status because of previous problems, Moritina can It's such an injustice.
When Fulun, a good-for-nothing bitch, came to find him and told him about his current situation and difficulties, Moriti, although he refused in his heart, but after weighing the pros and cons, he finally followed Fulun and came to seek help from these greenskins.
"..."
Oliver looked at the necklace in front of him, his eyes sparkling, and he seemed to be very moved. Moriti couldn't help but sneer in his heart. The so-called excuses and responsibilities were actually just insufficient benefits.
This woman, Fulen, just has too little vision and doesn't know how to deal with things. She thinks that if the green-skin city lord in the south is replaced, the previous relationship with the old city lord can be erased, and she is not willing to spend the cost of maintaining the relationship. Now that there is a problem and the newly appointed city lord refuses to help, it is reasonable.
If Fulen could follow the previous rules and maintain relationships with all parties, the problems today would not have arisen.
"...If I refuse Mr. Moritti's kindness, it seems very rude. Then I would like to thank Mr. Moritti first for letting you spend money."
Oliver struggled with his eyes several times, then raised his hand to take the necklace from Moriti's hand. Although he didn't look at it carefully, he couldn't help but rub his fingers back and forth while talking, feeling the cold and uneven texture of the necklace.
Moriti saw all this in his eyes, and he was sarcastic in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face at all.
"It's nothing expensive, it's just a small gadget. When we get along for a long time, there will be many such objects!!"
"However, Fulen's request just now..."
Of course, Moritty does not think that his efforts are in vain. Being able to establish a line with Oliver, one of the two most powerful greenskins, and maintain a good relationship is worth it in the long run.
"Let me think about this. How about giving me some time to find out about the food reserves in the fortress???"
"Of course."
