Chapter 1577 - You Came To Learn How To Brew Rum From The Master Again?

Chapter 1577: You Came To Learn How To Brew Rum From The Master Again?

On the next day after Connie ascended to the throne, on behalf of the Falk Tribe, she and Irina released a joint announcement. They declared that the Falk Tribe would form a mutual aid alliance with the Night Elves, and work together to defend the world's peace.

This joint announcement soon reached all corners of the Norland Continent, and caused quite a stir.

Nobody knew how that previously unknown little princess gained the favor of the Hairless Monk and Princess Irina at the same time and became one of the few people at the very top of the Norland Continent's pinnacle of power.

The Wind Forest naturally had the biggest reaction, and immediately released a warning to remind the Falk Tribe to be aware of their relationship with the Night Elves. Otherwise, they would be deemed the elves' enemies.

Shortly after, the Aug Tribe also released an announcement, expressing their objection toward the alliance of the Falk Tribe and the Night Elves. They even instigated the other orc tribes to isolate the Falk Tribe.

The several followers of the Aug Tribe followed their lead, and released a similar announcement. They even tried their best to hint that Connie would be a weak leader after she inherited the Falk Tribe.

A storm of taking sides soon swept through the Twilight Forest.

But what was unexpected was that the tribes didn't all take the Aug Tribe's side.

On the contrary, many tribes who were sitting on the fence because Isaiah was killed in the rebellion took the Falk Tribe's side. Their number was almost equal to Isaiah's era.

***

A banquet on the long table in the palace was going on.

There was a plate of steak in front of everyone. The red wine in the glass was giving out a seductive glow in the candlelight.

Irina lifted her wine glass as she smiled at Connie. "In the light of the present situation, the pro-war factions and the pro-peace factions in the Twilight Forest are almost equal in power now. Auster's plot has failed because of your ascension. He wouldn't have the power to gather the orc species together in a short time now."

"However, what if he still wants to start a war?" Connie worriedly asked as she held a glass of juice.

"Although the Aug Tribe and the tribes that follow his lead are rather powerful, it is impossible for him to fight for territory in the continent after losing the support of half of the orc tribes. Even the goblins could give him a hard time." Mag pursed his lips. He was no longer worried about that.

Although the process had completely exceeded his expectations and plans, the current situation in the Twilight Forest had already reached his initial anticipation. Connie had become the Falk Tribe's new chief, and with Rex's protection, he didn't have to worry about political instability at all.

Furthermore, with all the tribes in two different camps, it had already been decided that the Twilight Forest couldn't be unified. Even if Auster had the plan, he also would need to have the power to implement it.

As long as no huge incidents happened, the orcs could no longer do anything much at the peace negotiation one month later.

Connie swirled the juice, and perplexedly asked Mag, "However, why am I still drinking fruit juice after I become the chief?"

"Juvenile chiefs are not allowed to drink. That's the rule," Mag replied to her seriously.

Connie nodded after thinking about it seriously. "Alright. This fruit juice is actually quite nice."

"Big Sister Connie, is being chief fun?" Amy asked Connie with curiosity.

Everyone turned to look at Connie too as they prepared to listen to her feelings after being chief for two days.

"Hmm…" Connie gave it some serious thoughts before she shrugged. "I still think delivery is more fun. I simply need to send the items where they are supposed to go. It's simple and easy, and I don't need to think about too many problems, but being chief is different. They report so many things to me daily. For example, how many lambs the sheep have given birth to, whose traps are being destroyed by the neighboring tribe… Why do I have to know all this?"

Everyone was looking at her with pity. Listening to her, being chief didn't seem like a fun thing to do at all.

Mag seriously pondered as he watched Connie. He, too, couldn't understand what was so attractive about that position that those fellows tried all their means to crawl their way up to.

At least to him, power was indeed unattractive. The joy that it could bring couldn't even match up to his customers' praises or Amy's cute behavior.

"Boss, are you all going back tomorrow's morning?" Connie asked Mag.

"Yes. We have already ditched the customers for three days. I am afraid they will tear down the restaurant if we don't return soon." Mag nodded.

Actually, they were supposed to leave today, but they decided to stay one more day for Connie. Besides helping her manage the situation, they could also have a proper farewell.

Connie was the Falk Tribe's chief now. The Falk Tribe had a thousand things to do after going through this catastrophe, and the Aug Tribe was watching them with evil intentions, so there was no way Connie could return, and continue to be the courier with no sense of direction.

"I'm sorry. Because I am tasked with the burden to revive the tribe, I cannot undertake the important task of being the restaurant's courier now. I know this is a great loss to the restaurant, and could very likely paralyze the delivery business. About this, I am full of self-reproach…"

"Don't worry. The only customer who orders delivery from the restaurant is now in your tribe, so I can still withstand this loss." Mag rolled his eyes. Their delivery service would indeed end after Connie left. However, it was fine… After all, he didn't depend on the delivery for business, and could bury it on the spot now.

"Boohoo… I will miss all of you…"

Connie's eyes suddenly became red, and tears began to fall from them. She cried like an aggrieved child.

Miya, who was sitting next to her, went closer and hugged her. She wiped her tears off, and smilingly said, "It's alright, Connie. You can always visit us when you are not so busy in the future. We can always come, and visit you during our off days in the future too. Anyway, I know how to fly now, and it would be very fast."

"Yes, yes. Big Sister Connie, you must come back to visit us frequently." Amy nodded. After a moment of thought, she passed Ugly Duckling in her arms to her. "I can let you squeeze Ugly Duckling."

"When I am more powerful, I can set up a super-long-distance teleportation portal between your palace and the restaurant. It will be very easy for us to visit each other then." Babla crossed her arms.

"Really?" Connie's eyes glowed, and she asked, "Babla, when could that happen?"

"Ahem… P-perhaps after I reached the 9th-tier." Babla cleared her throat with embarrassment.

"Fantastic. There are only two tiers left. You've got to work hard now," Connie encouraged her.

Babla lifted her chin up again as she proudly said, "Strictly speaking, it should be just one tier and a little more. I feel I am about to break through now."

The farewell dinner ended in a happy ambiance. After putting Amy to bed, Mag snuck out and went to the Stone Alley alone.

"Ha. You came to learn how to brew rum from the master again?" Irina was sitting on the threshold and swinging her legs as she smilingly asked Mag, who was about to knock on the door.