“Great Wizard, our clan has no more sub-humans to command, aren’t they all gone because of you? Recently, we can’t even get any new sub-human slaves from other clans…”
“Tsk…”
The Great Wizard felt a pang of regret for using up too many sub-humans from the Auhen tribe, and shook his head.
“Well, there’s no other way. Let’s just go find some random sub-human to fill the gap!”
It’s not a big deal, anyway. Sub-humans in the Auhen tribe are just lowly existences, weak and only fit to be used as tools. So, even if we go find one, it won’t be a problem. Besides, this is related to the plan I just thought of!
As long as we catch a sub-human, teach it a lesson, and make it admit to being the “traitor” that’s been causing trouble in the temple and the elven kingdom, and then frame those two humans…
Heh heh, not only will those two humans become spies intent on overthrowing the Auhen tribe, but the conflict between the Auhen tribe and the elven kingdom will also continue. Once the conflict starts, my plan can continue too!
As for those two humans? The tribe leader’s anger is already enough to kill them a hundred times over!
If it weren’t for that human who mocked me with their achievement, I wouldn’t have thought of such a brilliant plan. Now, I have to thank him! As for the other beastmen in the Auhen tribe, they’re all stupid fools. As long as I take the lead and hand over this “sub-human” as a spy, no beastman will believe the humans’ foolish words again!
“Squeak squeak squeak…”
The plan is set, and the Great Wizard excitedly called out, having offended the Auhen tribe as the Great Wizard. This is the miserable outcome!
“Now, all that’s left is to find a sub-human.”
Of course, the sub-human we find has to be related to the recent events and not too well-known by other beastmen. There’s a sub-human who’s been working as a janitor in the temple, which fits perfectly! Let’s use that one!
“Hey, hurry up and call the most agile mouse beastman in our clan to come with me to catch a sub-human!”
The Great Wizard threw away his cane.
Daring to offend the Scaven tribe, daring to offend the Great Wizard’s existence, this is the outcome! The tribe leader is just a guardian god at most, but I am the true ruler of the Auhen tribe, Scaven yes! yes!
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Now, I’m thinking, should I get some illustrations done to celebrate 1000W? Like Don Quixote or something.
PS: Those who won last month’s monthly vote, remember to join the group. The winner list and this month’s monthly vote activity are all in the same chapter.
21. You read a lot, you’re right
My plan is already ready, but it’s just a plan, after all. What I’ve been doing these days is just taking the risk of being killed by the Great Wizard’s mouse beastmen, and going to provoke them with Grom.
In reality, the true black shadow is who, and whether there’s been any action recently, the investigation on Kefir’s side has yielded no results, and there’s no new discovery. All the content has only reached the point where the old ox-headed man said, “We found it, but we didn’t catch up.” The black shadow is like Sun Wukong, freely moving between the beastman tribe and the elven kingdom without leaving any trace.
So, before my plan “begins,” I still have the last and biggest hurdle to overcome, which is the second “Higher Beastman Council” opened by the Great Wizard to pressure me and Kefir to produce “investigation results.”
At this moment, we’re still in the same outdoor tent as before, surrounded by the Higher Beastmen, and I can still feel the immense pressure from these tall and ferocious Higher Beastmen warriors. This council is clearly a “revenge” specifically targeted at us by the cunning Great Wizard, but I have no choice but to participate with a stiff upper lip.
“Regarding the investigation of the ‘black shadow’ that the Auhen tribe leader asked us to do, I’ve found some clues these days. The opponent’s physique and actions are more like wild beasts than beastman warriors.”
“And if it’s really a beastman warrior who betrayed, the elven kingdom wouldn’t let a ‘dangerous beastman’ go past. Since the opponent can enter the elven kingdom’s territory, it means… it shouldn’t be
As I surveyed the room, enduring the piercing gazes of the towering and menacing orcs, I tried to express my thoughts as simply as possible.
“So, it’s possible that this situation is merely a case of subhumans or beasts fleeing. To escalate it to the level of a conflict with the elves is quite excessive. I’ve already asked your great shaman to conduct a capture based on my leads. Once he finds them, you’ll see: this talk of ‘traitors’ is just nonsense; there’s really no issue at all.”
As my words hung in the air, it became clear that most of the orc warriors present were rather simple-minded. They seemed to grasp only the part about “no issue,” nodding in agreement and expressing their sentiments.
“Hey, Kyle Bloodhoof, do you understand?”
“How could I understand? As long as there’s no problem, that’s all that matters. Humans are a bit smarter than us anyway.”
While I wanted to thank these orc brothers for their naive trust in me, some among them were decidedly less welcoming.
In fact, today’s second council meeting was their idea, so… this orc certainly wouldn’t let me off easily.
【The great shaman of the Austro-Hungarian tribe wants to plot the death of Oquilid!】
With the abrupt emergence of this script, the great shaman, whom I had previously “provoked,” didn’t charge at me in a fit of rage, only to be kicked away by Kephiel. Instead, he stood up with a cold, sinister smile.
Much smarter than the other orcs, and harboring various strange intentions, he was clearly not deceived by my recent attempts at disguise. On the contrary, since I hadn’t actually captured the “shadow,” this matter became a weapon for the great shaman to wield against me.
“Indeed, human.”
What made matters worse was that this situation was a double-edged sword. Although the simplicity of the high-ranking orcs allowed me to gain their trust with boldness, their naivety also meant they would believe the great shaman’s words.
“But how do you two know that the ones you capture are merely fleeing and not ‘spies’?”
It seemed the great shaman had begun his attack on me.
Kephiel, sensing the ulterior motives of the opponent, immediately grasped my hand, casting a cold glance as if ready to guard against any sudden moves.
“What do you mean, orc? Are you dissatisfied with our investigation?”
“Of course not dissatisfied, just a bit suspicious.”
This time, the great shaman didn’t get enraged like before. He appeared calm and collected, as if he had everything under control, exuding a certain “confidence.”
“After all, the matter of the ‘shadow’ has just emerged, and you two humans arrived at the Austro-Hungarian tribe under the leadership of Gelorum and Gu Erdan. The first thing you did was investigate the shadow… What if this is all part of your plan?”
The orc brothers who had just been nodding in agreement were now left dumbfounded.
But I couldn’t blame them; they weren’t fickle, just too simple-minded to consider such layers of fear. That said, my position in this situation was quite unfavorable, and I certainly couldn’t afford to do anything out of line, as if to say, “There’s nothing to see here.”
So… just as Gelorum and Gu Erdan were about to confront the other side…
“Hey! Rat! These two humans have helped our tribe more than once, and you dare to doubt him!?”
“Gu Erdan, they’re not high-ranking orc warriors; they’re outsiders…”
“Malaka! This Skaven rat! Brother Gu Erdan! Let me smash his teeth in!”
I quickly intervened to stop the two impulsive orcs!
“Gu Erdan, Gelorum, don’t be rash! We haven’t done anything wrong!”
It wasn’t easy to restrain these two hulking figures. I pulled and tugged, saying, “Alright, alright,” finally managing to hold Gelorum back. Even so, I couldn’t stop Gelorum from giving the great shaman the finger and muttering some curses in his native tongue.
Naturally, due to this conflict, the council meeting couldn’t continue. The other orcs, who had initially thought, “This matter has been resolved thanks to the cleverness of the two humans,” began to doubt the entire situation. And this… was clearly the great shaman’s intention, to exploit their suspicions and manipulate these naive orcs.
Truly despicable.
However, in my view… the real danger is yet to come.
Not afraid of the righteous threat from Gelo, the patriarch left with a gloomy smile, tossing out a parting remark.
“Then we’ll find a way to capture this ‘subhuman’ later. Once we have him, our Austro-Hungarian tribe will have ‘evidence’ to prove whether this whole affair is indeed a scheme by you cunning humans, in collusion with the elves, to deceive our noble beastmen… Heh heh… Squeak squeak squeak…”
Accompanied by this threatening remark, my death script… became clearer than ever!
【Ogilith is framed by the great wizard, and in a fit of rage, the other beastmen kill Ogilith!】
What a frustrating death script this is, and the manner of death is particularly dangerous—it’s “framing.” At this moment, I have no idea how the great wizard plans to frame me, but…
I do have my suspicions.
In every sense, I will be waiting for you to frame me, beastmen…
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