The day after Connie took the throne, she issued a joint proclamation on behalf of the Fark tribe and Irina, announcing that from now on, the Fark tribe and the Night Elves have formed a mutual aid alliance to work together to maintain world peace.

This joint announcement was quickly conveyed to all parts of the Nolan continent, causing quite a stir.

No one can figure out how this once unknown little princess was favored by both the publisher and Irina, and became one of the few people standing at the top of the power of the Nolan continent.

The biggest reaction was naturally from the Wind Forest, which immediately issued a warning, telling the Fak tribe to pay attention to their relationship and scale with the Night Elves, otherwise they would be regarded as enemies of the Elves.

Immediately afterwards, the Augur tribe also issued a proclamation, expressing opposition to the alliance between the Falk tribe and the Night Elves, and encouraging other orc tribes to isolate and exclude the Falk tribe.

Several young brothers of the Ogur tribe followed in the footsteps of the big brother and issued announcements with similar content one after another, openly and secretly describing the Farker tribe inherited by Connie as a weak woman.

A team storm soon swept through the Twilight Forest.

Surprisingly, however, the tribes did not lean toward the Ogur tribe.

On the contrary, many of the tribes that had previously wavered because Isaiah was killed in rebellion have regained their side behind the Fark tribe, not far behind the size of the Isaiah day.

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In the palace's long-table dining room, a feast is underway.

In front of each of them was a plate of steak, red wine poured into the glass, swaying in the candlelight.

Irina raised the wine glass in her hand, looked at Connie and smiled: "At present, it seems that the war faction and the peace faction are almost evenly matched in the Twilight Forest, and Oster's conspiracy was aborted because of your superiority, and he has no ability to integrate the entire orc clan in a short period of time." ”

"But what if he still wants to start a war?" Connie was still a little worried, still holding the juice.

"Although the strength of the Augur tribe and those tribes under his rule is good, but he has lost the support of half of the orc tribes, his desire to dominate the continent is tantamount to a fool's dream, and the goblins are enough for him to eat a pot." McGonagall pursed her lips, not too much to worry about.

Although the process was completely beyond his expectations and plans, the situation in the Twilight Forest is now exactly what he expected at the beginning, and Connie has become the new chief of the Fark tribe, with Rex to protect him without worrying about political instability.

And the support of the tribes and the clans decided that there was no way for the Twilight Forest to be twisted into a rope, and even if Oster didn't die, he had to have the strength.

As long as there are no huge changes, the orc side will not be able to do much in the peace talks in a month's time.

"But why do I continue to drink juice now that I'm a chief?" Connie shook the juice in her hand and looked at McGonagall in confusion.

"Underage chiefs are not allowed to drink alcohol, that's the rule." McGonagall looked at her and said seriously.

Connie thought about it seriously and nodded, "Okay, this juice is quite delicious." ”

"Sister Connie, isn't it fun to be a chief?" Amy asked, looking at Connie curiously.

Everyone also looked at Connie, ready to hear her feelings and journey after two days as a chief.

"Hmm......" Connie thought about it seriously and shrugged her shoulders: "I think it's more interesting to send out**, you just need to send things to it, it's simple and easy, and you don't need to think too much about it." But being a chief was different, they reported to me every day a lot of things, which sheep gave birth to a few cubs, and which side of the trap was turned against by the people of the next tribe...... Why do I need to know these things? It's a bit ......."

The crowd looked at her with some sympathy, and it sounded like it wasn't a lot of fun to be a chief.

McGonagall looked at Connie and thought for a moment, wondering if the position that the guys were racking their brains to climb up to was really that attractive.

For him, at least, power is really unattractive, and the pleasure it can bring is probably not as much as a compliment from a guest, or Amy's coquettishness.

"Boss, are you going back early tomorrow morning?" Connie asked, looking at McGonagall.

"Yes, it's been three days since I pigeon the guests, and if I don't go back, I'm afraid they will tear down the store." McGonagall nodded.

Originally, they should have left today, but Connie left them for another day, first, to help her town, and secondly, to make a formal goodbye.

Connie is now the chief of the Farker tribe, the Farker tribe has survived this catastrophe, and there is still the Auger tribe outside, so it is naturally impossible for Connie to go back and continue to be a delivery man with no sense of direction.

"I'm sorry, but because of the heavy responsibility of reviving the tribe, I really can't go back and continue to take on the burden of delivery people now. I know that this is a very significant loss for the restaurant, and the takeaway business may be paralyzed by it, and I am extremely sad and remorseful for this......"

"It's okay, the only takeaway customer in our restaurant is in your tribe right now, and I can still afford this loss." McGonagall rolled her eyes, and as soon as Connie left, their delivery business did die, but it didn't matter...... Anyway, he didn't rely on takeout to eat, so he just buried it on the spot.

"Woo...... I can't bear to ...... you."

Connie's eyes suddenly turned red, and tears began to fall, aggrieved like a child.

"It's okay Connie, when you're not busy in the future, you can come to see us often, and when we are on vacation in the future, you can also organize a group to come to see you, anyway, I'll fly now, and the back and forth will be very fast." Mia, who was sitting next to her, leaned over to her, put her arms around her, and smiled to help her wipe away her tears.

"yes, yes, Sister Connie, you must come to see us often." Amy nodded her little head, thought about it, and handed the ugly duckling in her arms to her, I can give you the ugly duckling.

"When I'm a little more powerful, I can build an ultra-long-distance teleportation array between your palace and the restaurant, and it will be convenient for us to visit the door at that time." Barbara clasped her hands to her chest.

"Really?" Connie's eyes lit up, she looked at Barbara and said, "Barbara, when will it be?" ”

"Ahem...... Probably...... Probably after my ninth level. Barbara coughed dryly, slightly embarrassed.

"Great, there are only two levels left, you have to come on." Connie encouraged.

Barbara raised her chin again, and said with some pride: "To be precise, it should be a little more than one level, and I already feel like I have broken through." ”

The farewell dinner ended in a relaxed and cheerful atmosphere, and after sleeping Amy, McGonagall quietly went out and went to Stone Alley alone.

"Heh, you're here again in the middle of the night?" Upstairs, Irina dangled one foot and looked at McGonagall as she was about to knock on the door.

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