The Vastness of Magical Destiny
Chapter 967 - 31 Volumes Hand Wishing to Cover the Sky - 11 The Chess Game in Hand

Chapter 967: 31 Volumes Hand Wishing to Cover the Sky Chapter 11 The Chess Game in Hand

Wu Gul looked dejectedly at his allies, once fierce warriors, who had now become like homeless dogs, skittish and unable to find peace. He couldn’t believe he was in league with such men and had once harbored ambitions of conquering the Caron Capo and Sanya Tribes.

Wu Gul had always looked down on the Carter Tribe’s Gulupu for his indecisiveness, but now he realized that Gulupu’s shrewdness and subtlety far surpassed his own decisiveness and acuity, especially when it came to betting. His greatest mistake was placing his hope in the fools of the Sanwa Tribe. If he could muster the courage, Wu Gul believed that abandoning the vassal tribes’ armies and swiftly counterattacking would likely overwhelm Carter’s forces, even with the help of those Mortal Dark wizards.

But seeing the chaos before him, Wu Gul knew it was just a daydream. Expecting to rally these demoralized fools into a cohesive force was impossible; they were only thinking about how to preserve their tribe’s power. Any notion of engaging in another fight, especially a desperate last stand, was unrealistic. They had completely lost their will to fight.

Wu Gul believed that at this very moment, Komer was sitting in his Castle, watching all this with a look of contempt and pity. The Mountain people’s tendency for discord was blatant now, and the internal strife, compounded by Carter’s stab in the back, filled Wu Gul with shame. He wondered how he had been so foolish to assume Komer wouldn’t be concerned with the conflict. How could he have thought such a cunning and deceitful person would pass up such an opportunity?

It was too late for regrets now. The most pressing issue was how to prevent tens of thousands from the Carlo Tribe from becoming slaves to the Caron and Capo Tribes. Wu Gul knew this all too well. Mountain people’s internal enmity spawned true nightmares, far worse than Mortal enslavement. Considering how the Carlo Tribe treated the smaller tribes, the thought of the Carlo Tribe suffering the same fate made Wu Gul shudder.

If that were to happen, he would be the villain of the Carlo Tribe, and even being nailed to the Tribe Altar’s wooden post wouldn’t expiate his sin. Wu Gul couldn’t allow this situation to occur, even if it meant selling his soul to the Demon.

But what could he do now to prevent such a tragic fate?

"What did you say?" Ilot could hardly believe his ears.

"The envoy of the Carlo Tribe’s Chief Wu Gul is waiting in the secret chamber for your audience."

"Have you verified it? I mean his identity?"

Ilot calmed his fluctuating emotions, it was incredible that the secret messenger of the Carlo Tribe would quietly come here at this time. Clearly, he was not here to issue a challenge for combat; thus, his purpose seemed obvious. Ilot was only shocked by how quickly the chief of the Carlo Tribe could make a decision, something that seemed too difficult for the prideful Barbarians.

"It’s been verified, there should be no problem, he has the traditional insignia of the Barbarian chiefs."

"Hmm, I see, then have him wait a moment," Ilot needed to consider if, with this opportunity, he could gain more. Although Komer’s secret letter also broadly outlined various possibilities, it was somewhat unexpected for the enemy to seek him out at this time.

The negotiations with the secret messenger of the Carlo Tribe went exceptionally well, so much so that even Ilot hadn’t expected the Carlo Tribe, which in his eyes hadn’t lost much strength, to become so "understanding" and especially weak under his relentless pressure. He even doubted their sincerity, and if he hadn’t taken into account that the enemy had few tricks left to play at this time, Ilot really wanted to delay a bit longer to observe and decide.

Supporting a Mountain People Alliance under the control of the Caucasus was exactly in line with Komer’s intentions, a point Ilot had deeply comprehended the essence of.

A united Mountain People Alliance was unacceptable to Komer, so he first dismembered and firmly controlled the Sanjia Tribe, turning it and its affiliated tribes into complete puppets of the Caucasus. By supporting the Caron Capo Tribe in alliance with the Sanya Tribe against the Carlo Tribe and the Sanwa Tribe, Komer ensured the complete opposition of these two large groups. Finally, he plotted to use the fence-sitting Carter Tribe to stir up trouble, achieving the goal of utterly disrupting the entire Barbarian group.

Only by ensuring that the deep wounds, and accompanying pain caused by heavy casualties, would never heal could the Caucasus continue to play a decisive role within the unsteady group of the Mountain People Alliance. This was also the main reason Komer repeatedly delayed the entrance of the Caucasus Army into the Flanders Region. The intent wasn’t to weaken the Barbarians but to foster deeper hatred that would render reconciliation between the major tribes impossible, thereby allowing the Caucasus to influence the situation.

Ilot had truly grasped Komer’s thoughts and intentions only after reading and rereading the contents of Komer’s wax-sealed secret letter. The profound and complex planning and strategizing left Ilot in awe, and the methods of instigation and leveraging one side against the other left him speechless. Such tactics were likely only within the realm of his close friend, and the brilliant effects were now plainly evident.

The Caron and Capo Tribes were relentless, and the Carlo Tribe and the Sanwa Tribe were gnashing their teeth in anger, but without their own support, none dared to initiate combat rashly. The Carter Tribe had already stayed its hand, but the mess in their rear made the Carlo and Sanwa Tribes equally despise the Carter Tribe to the bone. However, the actions of the Carter Tribe couldn’t earn the friendship of the Caron and Capo Tribes either, who believed that the catastrophe of the war wouldn’t have happened if the Carter Tribe had made their stance clear earlier.

All of this was simply too wonderful. When Komer received the report from Flanders, he was so elated he almost jumped for joy. All the pieces moved according to the steps he had laid out, and this feeling of having everything under control was truly too thrilling. (To be continued, for further information, please visit www.qidian.com. There are more Chapters, support the author, support authorized reading!)