Hearing the chief's words, Link was shocked, he didn't expect Santarin to send an envoy so quickly, no need to ask, it was nothing more than to woo these tribes. threaten, in order to buy time, wait for a new batch of prisoners to be retrained or mobilize more troops from the "black road", silently accumulate strength and prepare for another battle.

After a moment's thought, Link said to the chief very seriously, "What are they asking for?

The stocky chief shrewdly rolled his eyes, and instead of answering directly, he pointed to the candle burning in the tent and said, "Look at this candle." ”

Link followed the direction of the chief's finger: " Several red delicate candles are placed on the copper candlesticks on the low table, and the inferior candlesticks that look like they are from the hands of the caravan, these candles are quite exquisite, the main body of the candle cylinder has a lot of complicated patterns, and the two sides of the candle are also carved with two vivid human warriors, holding a sword to guard the candle, Link glanced at the others, the creatures on it are all different intelligent races, Link saw elves, dwarves, etc., the characters are different in shape, quite exquisite, smell the smell, there is no fat smell of ordinary camel oil candles, but with a fragrance of spices。

Seeing Link smelling the fragrance of the candles, the chief sighed and said: "It's whale oil, whale oil from Sword Bay, the spice comes from the Zult jungle, and the carving craft is in the style of Tesser, which is produced by Santarin and transported to Karatu along the "Black Road", and it only takes one gold coin to buy it on the "Black Road", and you can get a discount if you buy more." “

"Did they say it themselves?" Link asked

The chief shook his head tiredly: "It was the merchant from your tribe who said that his caravan happened to be doing business with me, and this candle was only the most inconspicuous gift of the Santarin Society. ”

Link's heart sank, from this small candle you can see the strength of the Santarin Society, the western coast of the Sword Wan Chai Faren Continent, the Chult Jungle is in the southwest of the Feren Continent, and the Tesel Kingdom is a feudal country in the middle of the Faeron Continent, which is fighting a civil war, to make this small candle, it will span the entire central and western Faeron Desert, and the Santarin will transport them to the Manniu Desert with all their hard work, as long as the price is a gold coin, the Santalin Society will obviously not do a loss-making business, this price shows that the scale of the Santalin Society's candle business is undoubtedly very huge, but how do you think that the Santalin Society will not be dedicated to making candlesAnd how terrible should their other industries be?

"You figured it out, too?" the chief was a little surprised that Link could see through a candle the power of the Santarim Society.

"What are their conditions?" Link asked, nodding.

"It's nothing more than giving us weapons and food, let's fight you, and at worst, let's stay neutral. ”

"So you mean you want to unite with us?" Seeing the chieftain's somewhat surprised look, Link smiled: "If you plan to unite with the Santarin Society, there is no need to talk to me more, the desert is the most efficient, just arrest me." ”

"Yes, Santarim will really treat us as barbarians who don't know anything, and although the enemy is a powerful opponent like a dragon, he has already made up his mind to eat you, so he can only fight to the death. ”

Link nodded, said the analysis of the Santarin Society and tonight's plan, and focused on the glorious achievements of the tribe, the chief pondered for a moment, let his subordinates kill the Santarin envoy who was under house arrest, and then called the priest and the merchant over, to Link's surprise, the merchant turned out to be a fifth-level mage, sure enough, there is no simple role in doing business in the desert, as a mage who is discriminated against in the desert, he can do business with many tribes in the desert for many years, this is not simple, the merchant mage immediately said that he would also lead the guards to participate in the battle, and after discussion, Link hurried to the next tribe。

When they arrived at the next tribe, the chieftain of the tribe met Link very coldly, listened to Link's introduction and plan, and didn't say anything, but asked with a cold face: "My rider said that you killed the Heavenly Mage of the Santarin Society?"

Link also lowered his face, and took out a bronze token of the Santa Lin Society and a ring with a seal, both of which were originally good magic items, but they were all broken after falling from a height of 100 meters, and the same as other magic items and spell books of the Heavenly Mage, which made Link feel distressed, but it was still possible to rely on these two things to prove the identity of the Heavenly Mage.

The chief examined it carefully, and said with a cold face: "It seems that this Heavenly Mage is not very good to be killed by a child like you." ”

Hearing this, Link frowned, the celestial mages of the Santarin Society are the demons of the entire desert nation, they ride a variety of flying monsters, each of which can cast arcane arts above level four, use high-level stealth to conceal their bodies, and use a large number of plastic energy spell scrolls to bombard the enemy in the sky, which is even more difficult to defeat for the desert people who lack arcane spellcasters.

Just as Link was about to retort a few words, the chief proudly interrupted Link's words: "What do the cowards who grow on the green land of the Santarin Society have to be afraid of! 'Atta' and the gales of the desert can forge true men! How do they know what a desert is! Have they experienced the scorching heat of the desert at noon and the cold wind of the night!"

Looking at Link with disdain, the chief took out the head of a Beyo man from the wooden box beside him, this man kept the wrath of death, with the black turban of the Santarin Society wrapped around his head, and threw the head to Link: "Bring their envoys back! We will not participate in your despicable sneak attack, you are a shame to the desert! We will attack the camp of the Santarim at noon tomorrow!"

Link scrambled to receive the head, looking at its gray skin and half-open eyes, Link felt numb in his heart, and was about to say something more, when the chief impatiently called the guards and drove Link out.

"That's nice, it's not like you're trying to pick up a bargain!" Link swore as he came out of the tent and tossed his head to Niata, causing "Hope" to speed up in the midst of Niata's screams.

"Hope" has used the flying technique twice, counting the three times when it was in battle, and it is no longer possible to use the flying technique this week, but fortunately, as an astral creature, "Hope" is full of explosive power and stamina, and does not need to eat, just need to return to the astral plane to replenish energy, so the speed of rushing is not slow.

By the last tribe, the camp of the Scattered Tallinn Society was not far away, and Link felt that the Scattered Tallinn Society had not attacked this tribe first, and the two sides had reached some kind of tacit understanding.

Sure enough, after the tribal sentinels on the periphery reported to the chief, the other party didn't want to see him at all, and in the end, Link could only let the sentry tell the chief: "Now Santarin will destroy other tribes, if you don't come to help us, Santarin will want to destroy your tribe in the future, who will help you?"

Then he rode on Hope and quickly left, "Will they report to the Santarin Society?" Njata said with some concern.

"So do it right away, hopefully our reinforcements will come soon. Link gritted his teeth and said, and the two of them rode around the area cautiously on Hope, and finally found the troops led by the one-eyed old Joe behind a sand dune.