《Death… And Me》Death... And Me
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Sure enough, the Kianme tribe retreated with the Hersil and Bokou ones. Yasvil Kianme tried everything to convince them to fight to the end, but Kalan and Xenkin utterly refused to keep going. It was one thing with only Two Foundation Establishments, but four was another story. Once the news that the Varen Tribe has four Foundation Establishment cultivators under their banner spreads, they will be considered a Medium-Sized Tribe.
Thanks to that, it wouldn't be too humiliating once their defeat is found out. Besides, they are not leaving without anything. Even though their losses were great, they still have a lot of warriors back in their Tribes. The Steel Swords will provide a huge boost to the remaining warriors. Not to mention that them, the leaders, will get one of those Spiritual Kaz Sword of the Varen Tribe.
"I recommend that Tribe Leader Yasvil find a way to apologize. The Varen Tribe's wave will be unstoppable from now on. 500 Warriors were wiped out while they barely had any losses. It is obvious that what they have is not only those Foundation Establishment warriors or the Steel Weapons."
Xenkin then looked at Tanka, the only Foundation Establishment that survived the attacks.
"Tanka, tell him what you told me."
Tanka nodded and then explained.
"Every single warrior of the Varen Tribe was much stronger than ours. I'm not talking about cultivation, but combat skills. Especially the ones with swords, their swordsmanships were really cruel. Their defense was also watertight. I'm not kidding when I say that every single Energy Gathering Realm in their middle could fight at least two of ours alone and probably still end as the winner. I don't know who is teaching them how to fight, but those were not movements that you can find anywhere in the Tribes of the south region. Probably not even in the Tribes of the whole Astreg City Region."
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Yasvil sweated cold after hearing that. Every single one of them could fight at least two of their warriors and still win. Indeed, it is not something that equipment alone could do.
However, Yasvil didn't want to give up. He lost a Foundation Establishment today, lost around 170 warriors too. Worst of all, he is not getting any compensation like the Hersil, and Bokou Tribes are. It was just too hard to swallow such losses and still have to apologize.
Kalan Bokou and Xenkin Hersil didn't care, though. They said what they had to say. Whatever Yasvil decided to do in the future was his problem, not theirs.
Back in the Varen Tribe, Juri called all the warriors over. After he went up on the stage, Alanda, Rean, and Roan followed. The warriors looked at Rean and Roan with shining eyes. Those two were still just nine years old kids, but they were already this strong. If they continued like that, the Tribe would prosper even more. There was no jealousy in their eyes. Those two fought by their sides and saved many of their companions; there was nothing more than admiration at the moment.
Juri then looked at everyone before saying.
"As you all found out already, Rean and Roan are also at the Foundation Establishment Realm. I hid it from you all so that our Tribe could keep a trump card under our sleeve. Sure enough, this trump card worked very well, and we showed those guys what our Varen Tribe is made of!"
Wooww!!
Everyone bellowed at Juri's words. Although they lost a few of their companions, they died while protecting the Tribe. In the Tribes' world, dying while fighting for the Tribe is considered an honor. Crying over their bodies would only be regarded as disrespectful. The Tribe should commemorate its victory and give those warriors all the glory they deserve.
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"Alright! Call everyone back from the Mines. Tomorrow, we will give the warriors who died today a proper burial. After that, we will celebrate our victory with a feast to honor their memories!"
Juri kept speaking for a while longer until finally, the Tribe members who hid in the Mines came back and started to help clean the battlefield. Roan also had some of the warriors who worked with him earlier to move with them to take out the hidden traps he had prepared. Those were supposed to be used in the second phase of his plan in case the war continued, but in the end, they had no use.
Juri then called Rean and Roan to his house. Arriving there, they noticed that Alanda was also present. Not only that, but Hamarlia and Turen were there too.
The twins didn't seem surprised, though.
"I guess it is time for us to leave, yea?"
Juri looked at Roan, surprised, but he soon remembered who he was talking too.
Hamarlia, however, immediately embraced the two of them. She knew that they were in the Foundation Establishment, and the Tribe needed their help in this war. However, she couldn't help but feel worried. Only after seeing that they were well did she finally relax.
As for Turen, he was feeling extremely proud. Juri told him what Rean and Roan did for the Tribe during this war, so how could he not be?
But they also heard what Roan just said.
"What you meant with time to leave?"
Roan looked at Juri, waiting for him to explain. It would be hard for him or Rean to do that without Juri's help.
Juri, of course, understood his intentions.
"After today's war, Rean and Roan's existence will definitely be found out. It is shameful to say this, but our Tribe has no way to protect them. That being said, I have no other choice other than sending them away. It is also for their own good that I'm doing it."
Hamarlia and Turen were taken aback.
"Then, I go too!"
Rean smiled and held his mother's hand.
"Sorry, mother, but you can't."
Hamarlia immediately rebuked him.
"You brat, what are you saying to your mother? If I say I'm going, then I'm going! End of discussion!"
However, Roan also refused her.
"Rean is right. If we are by ourselves, we will be fine, but if we have to divert our attention to protect you, the chances of something happening to you or us are much higher. Mother, you coming with us will only make things more dangerous."
Hamarlia then looked at Turen, as if asking him to do something. However, Turen looked at Juri instead.
"Can Tribe Leader give us an explanation?"
Juri smiled and nodded. He then explained everything about the powers that control their region and Rean and Roan's terrifying strength. In the end, Turen and Hamarlia could only accept that outcome. It was indeed far beyond the scope of their Varen Tribe.
"Don't worry. Instead of waiting for one of those powers to come, I will have the twins join them. If we do that, they will be able to come here to visit you and even bring more protection to our Tribe. This is definitely the best outcome."
Turen couldn't help but ask.
"Tribe Leader talked about the Royal Family's Army, the Sects, and the Big Tribes. Which one will you be sending them to?"
Juri laughed after hearing that.
"To the sects, of course. To be more specific, the Sect controlling the region where we live, the Dalamu Sect."
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