Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 528 - 112: Stirring up Dust and Trouble_6

Chapter 528: Chapter 112: Stirring up Dust and Trouble_6

The Scepter Shaman let out a sigh, overwhelmed by Medusa’s tremendous strength that nearly matched that of a regional temple. This revelation was truly astonishing.

The beautiful snake tutor laid her head down on the table, sobbing uncontrollably. Her arm tightly shielding her face as Helen hurried to comfort her tutor, whose emotions were off the charts after hearing the news about their clan.

Heh, true... The Bug Clansmen I introduced only produced a single shaman apprentice, yet they’ve produced such notable figures. And it was all thanks to your legendary detection, Shaman. While excitement was clearly written all over old Liu’s face, he couldn’t help but grumble internally.

"The Medusas were known as the favored people of the War Gods and a heroic tribe. Historically, they have produced dozens of Medusa kings. The term "royal tribe" didn’t refer to the Rhine Tribe or the Taige Clan back then, but to them. This time, they have lost a large number of their population in their quest for return. As compensation, we must grant them hereditary lands. Their abilities justify this title, and their chief is also a shaman. I will submit this along with your report to High Priest Brut later." The High Priest gave a slight smile, capturing Liu’s eyes, "Our kingdom doesn’t have many fertile lands left, besides the vast southern wasteland of the Sanggan River. It would be hard to find a suitable mining village. But as the tribe of hero, their village can’t be too small. After all, even for you, a War Shaman, your village expanded by five hundred miles upon your promotion. I plan to propose to the temple that we allocate eight hundred miles of the wasteland before Donau to the Medusas."

"Congratulations on your success, Sir! You should be the first to be credited for retrieving the Heroic Tribe." The Scepter Shamans flattered. "If it weren’t for your Griffin Knights, the Medusas would have lost their lives in the swamp."

"This is something every Beamon should do. It’s no merit. Considering this, I will insist that the temple forgo my reward." The High Priest gave a ’hehe’ chuckled and made a playful joke, "I can’t be rewarded anymore. I’m already the High Priest! Unless Lord Brut says I get another promotion. Of course, Richard could be an exception, this time, he brought back the Bug Clan Beamon, such a contribution warrants a promotion."

All eyes at the table turned to Liu.

"No! Richard and you, my respected tutor, are both highly honorable Beamon Shamans! Our elegance is our pride. Saving the weak and our brethren is our responsibility. Awards would only bring us shame for doing our duty." Helen interjected.

Guoguo the parakeet soared over Helen’s head, leaving a string of "Fool~ Fool~" remarks.

An elf at a nearby table tossed a fruit impatiently at the parakeet. Her sharpshooting skills didn’t fail to hit Guoguo’s head with a ’thud.’ Guoguo touched its head with a pout.

A beautiful creature shook its feathers in an elegant stance but then sat back down at Daisy’s gesture. It glared at the elf with shining red eyes.

Seeing this, General Pan’s cup shattered in his hand. He rose to his feet intending to intervene but was held back by Ao.

"Don’t let the critter fly around everywhere." Liu frowned and said to Ning Yu, then turned to the High Priest with a challenging gaze, "Your nobility has won me over, and humble as I am, I am willing to follow in your footsteps."

Upon hearing Helen’s comment, everyone realized they were overshadowed by this handsome man. Daisy and Ruona both pulled a face.

"You both are indeed worthy of being part of my Shaman lineage." Lord Mourinho commended the two younger Shamans with an approving gaze. "There’s one more thing I would like to discuss, although I’m unsure if it’s my place. Since Medusa’s just arrived, they don’t have any gold coins. The temple is in financial difficulty, and the Kingdom’s treasury department has been drained after the recent war with the Desert People. Hence, I’ve decided to allocate some funds from my own family to support their construction."

"Your generosity is on par with King Solomon." Flattery filled the room once again.

Only Liu was inwardly screaming, "This is bad."

Sure enough...

"But there are no mines in the vast wilderness. This mining village, which isn’t exactly fertile, isn’t capable of generating a sufficient amount of tax revenue and financial aid. Hence, the survival of the Heroic Tribe in the future might be challenging." The High Priest fixed his gaze on Liu, "I understand that Donau and the Shalba family have established trade agreements that include profitable weapon workshops. I hope you, Richard, can share some of the benefits with the Medusas...."

"Dear tutor, of course, I’ll follow in your footsteps. These snake tribesmen, who have returned to their homeland after a difficult journey, have suffered enough. I agree to allocate a certain number of shops to them." Liu hastily agreed before Helen opened her mouth.

"If the shop is established in Donau, it’s not very suitable for long-distance trade. Donau Wasteland has no steel mines. If we transport raw ores from Dorott Duchy, the journey would be too long and the transportation costs would be high. These weapons are definitely for resale to our Beamon Kingdom’s army. High costs would strain the already tight finances of the kingdom. It would be better if we set up the weapons workshop on Medusa territory. At least we could cut transport costs by more than half." Mourinho smiled.