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Chapter 1136 - 1136 175 Everyone is Taking Action

1136: Chapter 175: Everyone is Taking Action 1136: Chapter 175: Everyone is Taking Action “Clan Leader…”

Putelu, who had been exposed, wanted to defend himself but had no idea how to craft his excuses.

The pre-constructed excuses were now useless.

Further attempts to conceal his intentions would only worsen the situation.

“Enough, Putelu!

I know what you want to say.

It’s all for the Tiger Clan, and a slight overstep can be understood.

The Royal Family has sealed off information, and we don’t know much about the human world.

Now, the only Kingdom bordering the Empire is the Kingdom of Alpha, and the people who contacted you are likely their people.

Regardless of their hidden schemes, our priority must be the interests of the Tiger Clan.

With the situation so dire, a single misstep could lead to our downfall.

You need to initiate contact with them and find a way to procure a batch of weapons and equipment!”

The Tiger Clan Chief declared, unarguably.

As a superior, he must first consider the interests of his species.

As for Putelu’s collusion with humans, the Tiger Clan Chief obviously had no interest in delving into it.

Just because humans are the greatest enemy of the Orc Empire, it does not mean they are also the greatest enemy of the Tiger Clan.

From the Tiger Clan Chief’s perspective, humans are a future threat that can be exploited for mutual benefit at the moment.

It’s the internal strife within the Orc Empire that poses a real danger to their lives.

Future threats are a matter for the future.

One must first address present concerns to have the privilege of surviving into that future.

“Clan Leader, the Alpha Kingdom strictly forbids the exportation of iron, and even common pots and pans are difficult to take across the border, let alone weapons and equipment.

Your order, I fear…”

Before Putelu could finish, the Tiger Clan Chief stepped in front of him, slapping a hand on his shoulder and said, “If it were easy, would there be a need for your connections?

Ease your mind.

You just need to deliver the message.

After that, it’s simply a matter of price.

Even if we can’t buy them with money, it doesn’t mean we can’t trade in other ways.

While the Alpha People and the Empire are indeed sworn enemies, it’s the Royal Family they hate the most.

Our Clans aren’t worth their concern.

Tell the people who contacted you that we want to unite with various species and confront the Four Royal Families, and they’ll know what to do!”

Politely spoken, yet deep down the Tiger Clan Chief had already marked Putelu as no longer trustworthy.

Betrayal can only occur zero times or countless times.

No matter the reason, making contact with the Human Race and failing to report it constitutes a betrayal.

Had it not been for the upcoming operations that required human assistance, he would have already arrested Putelu for intense questioning.

What could he do when the iron forging technology in the Orc Empire was below par, and their reputation was abysmal?

Regarding weapon and equipment forging, the Alien Coalition might not match the Human Race in production capacity, but their forging and enchanting technologies were more advanced than those of the Human Race.

Unfortunately, these technologies were unrelated to the Orcs.

Neither the Dwarf Race nor the Elf Race had any intention of aiding them with technology.

Procuring weapons and equipment was quite straightforward, but transport remained a significant issue.

Even if some weapons were bought, they would be monopolized by the Royal Family, leaving nothing for the Tiger Clan.

The only thing the Tiger Clan was likely related to was the funding for weapon procurement, expected to cover a portion of it.

Having built up their strength over so many years, the Tiger Clan Army was still unequipped with iron weapons, and many soldiers still fought with “Bone Spears”, while Archers were equipped with Bone Arrows on a large scale.

Even if the soldiers of the Tiger Clan were not much inferior to those of the Royal Family, the gap in weapons and equipment created a significant disparity in combat power.

To unite all species against the Four Royal Families, some strength was essential.

If the negotiations failed, there might even be a fight between the two sides.

Deep down, the Tiger Clan Chief was certain: this battle was inevitable.

How could the Four Royal Families ever relinquish their interests without a contest on the battlefield?

Increasing the number of Royal Families isn’t just a matter of title; it means more contenders for a share of the cake.

The cake is only so big; more people sharing it means less for each individual.

For the challengers of the status quo, this was inconsequential.

They had never had a piece of the cake, so simply gaining entrance to the table was good enough.

Who had the time to worry about the size of their share!

…

At the Bimon Camp, having broken away from the Royal circle, this place welcomed its first influential guests for the first time.

As Chief Butzweig greeted the group into the tent, his mind buzzed with confusion.

The Bimon Tribe had no friendly ties with these people; they had recently been driven to the front lines by them, and now abruptly, envoys were sent to visit, which baffled him.

With weak individual power, there was no confidence in any action.

After detaching from the mainstream circle, the Bimon Tribe’s access to information became isolated.

Whether they were a large or small clan, all deliberately distanced themselves from the Bimon.

If it weren’t out of necessity, no one would interact with them.

To avoid suspicion, Chief Butzweig also didn’t dare to collect information intentionally, fearing inadvertent leaks that could provoke dissatisfaction from all sides.

No matter how isolated the news was, they were aware of the current upheaval among the various species for the Royal positions.

Under normal circumstances, it would be considered cultured if representatives from these species didn’t fight upon meeting.

These species showing up together to pay a visit would have been conceivable during the Bimon Tribe’s heyday, but now it was something Chief Butzweig couldn’t even dare to dream of.

“Chief Butzweig, do you wish for the Bimon Tribe to return to the ranks of the Royal Family?”

The direct question from the leopard-head middle-aged man nearly scared Chief Butzweig to death, prompting him to hurriedly reply, “Not at all!”