Prince Jörn sat in his study at the Prince's Palace, looking at a secret letter that had just arrived.

On a thin piece of paper, there are words that are encrypted with magic and passwords, and the code composed of several different characters can ensure that it cannot be deciphered with spells. In this world, it is almost the highest level of secrecy.

Further up, it is nothing more than using a person who has signed a soul contract as a messenger, once there is a danger of leaking secrets, the soul will collapse immediately, even if the "Sage" is in person, it cannot be saved. That method is much more cruel than this, but it is not necessarily more secret than this method—the secret letter is only a piece of paper, but the messenger is a big living man. It's easy to use magic to teleport a piece of paper, but it's much harder to teleport a large living person.

Because of the raid on the royal palace by the Inhumans a few years ago with teleportation spells, the Thracian royal capital enchantment is very strict about teleportation spells. Except for a few officially approved teleportation arrays, teleportation from the outside to the inside of the royal capital is not allowed at all.

Prince Jon had a manor in the suburbs, but he had never thought of making trouble before, and of course it was impossible to set up a large teleportation array when building the manor. Now it's hard to make a temporary arrangement.

It is quite difficult to arrange a teleportation array that can teleport large living people, not to mention the large amount of construction, and the magic power consumed when activating the teleportation array is also amazing, and it is impossible to cover it up at all. In order not to attract the attention of others, he had no choice but to retreat and set up a small teleportation array that could only transmit a few things.

At least, it's enough to send letters.

For example, this letter is only one page, but the intelligence value contained in it can be called tens of thousands of dollars.

"The two clans have been persuaded that they will unite and cooperate with our actions. As for the cost, we will discuss it in detail after the big thing is done. He said to himself, "The great shaman is really 'highly respected', I can't imagine that he can actually convince two of the three strong clans! With the cooperation of the lion and tiger clans, the success of this operation is at least seventy or eighty percent certain." ”

"It's just...... The lion and tiger clan is not so easy to settle. Even if they can succeed in ascending to the throne with their strength, the price they will have to pay afterwards will definitely be so great that it will make people feel distressed......"

He pondered for a moment, then shook his head with a smile: "Whatever it is! If great things can be done, even if Thrace is dominated by them, it is not impossible." After all, they can afford to lose, I can't afford to lose. I was already on the losing side of this deal. Ask for help, how can you do it without some blood!"

"However, the Great Shaman has brought in the Lion and Tiger Clan, although our great success may be greatly increased, but what good will it do him?"

He frowned, his face full of confusion.

As a court nobleman in his early forties, after all these years of political tempering, he has long ceased to be naïve, and he no longer believes that there are any righteous gentlemen in the world who help the poor and fight grievances. This time, taking advantage of the Great White Disaster to promote the merger of Thrace and the steppe, he is for survival, the lion and tiger tribes are for profit, and what is the great shaman for?

The pig tribe is not strong in the grassland, and even now, it has not been able to achieve its own unity. The Great Shaman himself is not considered to be the top master of the grassland, and there are at least four great shamans above him, as well as several great chiefs and elders of the strong clan.

With the strength and prestige of the Great Shaman, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible to get much practical benefit in this matter.

So, why is the Great Shaman still so active?

"What a strange thing...... "Prince Jonn was puzzled, so he shook his head and put the question aside for now.

"What does the old man want?" Inside the Tiger Clan's big tent, the Tiger Clan patriarch and one of the strongest assassins in the grassland, Garades frowned slightly, and asked in a deep voice.

Several subordinates standing in front of him shook their heads and said nonsense.

"I don't know, he won't say. ”

"The Great Shaman with Iron Teeth has a tight mouth. ”

"I invited him to drink a few times, and it took thirty gold coins of Dracula Fire Shochu to get him drunk. As a result, he actually said that it was for the prosperity of the grassland......"

The more Garlades listened, the more his brows furrowed, and he couldn't help but snort coldly: "It's nonsense! It's for the prosperity of the grassland? This old pig's head should be a little bit of nonsense! If it's really for the prosperity of the grassland, he should go to the horse clan's Avrine to cooperate!"

The subordinates were stunned for a moment, you look at me, I look at you, hesitated, and didn't dare to answer this.

Garades also realized that he had said the wrong thing, shook his head, and sighed, "You all go down, and talk to him more when you have time—or talk to the pig people." The iron-toothed treacherous and cunning will never be as cunning as other pig masters. Don't be reluctant to give up the money, wait a minute, each person will get a thousand gold coins, and use it as you like. I have only one request, which is to find out the detailed plan of action of the pig clan as soon as possible. ”

The subordinates nodded again and again and hurriedly retreated.

When only Galades and a few of his cronies were left in the big tent, he sighed and asked, "As you can see, he is ...... What the hell are you thinking?"

After a few moments, one of the elders replied, "I think he might be betting on both sides." ”

"Double-sided, do you mean he's in contact with us and still in touch with the centaurs?" Garladus pondered, pondered for a moment, shook his head, and said, "Impossible! With Aviin's character, he would never support such a thing. What's more, she is backed by the Inhuman organization, where does she need the help of this old pig's head!"

The elders looked at each other, and after another moment, another elder said, "Perhaps...... If this great event can be successful, in the future history of New Thrace, he will be indispensable as a 'sage' who brokered the merger of the steppe and Thrace......

Galades was stunned for a moment, thought for a long time, and finally nodded slightly.

"Perhaps......"

A few hours later, Ivil got similar news.

She has always paid attention to intelligence, and has bought a lot of spies in all races, and the Lion, Tiger and Pig clans are of course no exception. At this moment, among the spies of the three clans, more than one has already received news. Although the content of the news was a bit fragmentary, she could easily judge the intentions of the three clans by comparing several pieces of information.

"If you want to take advantage of the fire, they're very good at seizing the opportunity!"

She frowned, the corners of her mouth curled slightly, but there was no smile in her eyes: "Our side is busy trying to rescue the disaster, but they want to take advantage of the natural disaster to make profits...... Hehe, what a calculation!"

"What are we going to do, Grand Chief?" asked one of his chiefs, "do you want to uncover their plot?"

Ivy thought for a moment and smiled a little maliciously.

"Why bother, just let them toss slowly. Anyway...... No matter how much they toss, the result is already doomed!"