After the witch doctors had finished their discussions, Tutun and the other three hornhoofed species were summoned again and came to the room where the witch doctors were.

Seven witch doctors sat in an arc on a high-backed chair in the dim light of the fire, leaning against the wall where several oil lamps were hung;

Under the light behind them, their faces, which were mostly in shadows, looked even more evil and hideous;

Combined with its huge and strong body, it created great visual pressure on the three horned hoofs such as Tutun.

There is an elite bandit group in the Northlands, and its members are all strong individuals from various tribes, and now this house brings them the kind of bad feeling that only the bandit group lair can have.....

"Gollum.... Shaman... Good night to the witch doctors—" Qi Qi swallowed, and the three hornhoofed greeted in a dry voice.

"Your Giant Tooth has been informed, and we want to hear your plans first."

It was Gonzalo who spoke, and his relatively soft voice brought some comfort to the nervous minds of the three hornhoofers.

So, Tutun responded as a representative,

"Your Excellency the Black Forest Councillor, the three of us, and the clan we represent, willing..."

"I know all this, so I'll tell you what you're going to do here."

"Ming... I see..... 17 The clans have formed an alliance against the new order that the shamans prepared to establish after the war."

Like a cannon, what Tutun said was news that seemed strange to the witch doctors.

"However, the methods that the clans are prepared to adopt are too soft, and there is still a lot of room for cooperation between the two sides, which we believe is not in the interests of the Great Black Forest."

The witch doctors didn't interject, just stared at him and listened quietly.

"We, the three clans, are tired of the endless struggle for power between the ancestral altar and the clans, and want to solve this problem once and for all, and then strive for true peace by satisfying all the needs of the Black Forest."

"What are you going to do?"

"The existence of the altar of the ancestors has undoubtedly jeopardized the vision of peace between you and us, and especially the life and death of the Toulon tribe; Only by completely eradicating it can we find the real way out of the future.....

Saying this, Tutun raised his eyes and cautiously observed the reaction of the witch doctors, but their backs were against the faint sparks of oil lamps, and their faces were always shrouded in shadows, making it impossible to see too really.

So, disappointed to put down his gaze, Tutun continued in apprehension,

"And the disturbances between the Seventeen Clans have also affected the implementation of the will of the Black Forest by the Toulon Ministry..."

"Therefore, our three clans believe that we should provoke a fight between these two sides, so that they can bring the curtain to an end for each other in the conflict."

"And the means..."

"For the upper echelons of the clan, the most important thing is internal cohesion;"

"Once they learn that the Ancestral Altar wants to completely dismember the clans and thus reduce the underlying structure of the Toulon tribe to a small family unit, the upper echelons of the clans will inevitably take the most drastic measures to resist."

"And for the shamans, the key is the direct control of the ancestral altars;"

"If, by the clans, the cause of the defeat of the war is attributed to the shaman's monopoly of priestly power;"

"And use this as an excuse to spread among the people the voice of 'completely let go of the control of the altar', in order to seek to bring the ancestral altar under the control of the clan, and the shamans will never be indifferent to this."

"With such a two-pronged approach, it is very likely that the contradictions between the two sides will be completely irreconcilable. With a few additional factors, it is very likely that it will eventually become a situation that will have to be resolved by resorting to force."

"And in terms of the current situation alone, with the complete destruction of the Ancestral Spirit Legion and the presence of your tribe outside the city, the shamans' military superiority over the clan has in fact withered."

"If the clans can really make up their minds

Together, it is very likely that the situation on the ancestral altar will be completely overturned, and your ministry will be able to get everything they need more smoothly."

"After that, sweep away the rest of the noisy clan leaders..."

"Wait, what do you mean by the withering of shamanic superiority? What about spells? I remember that the elite power of the clan was indeed a heavy loss, right? How are you going to resist the shamans who are almost unscathed?"

Gonzalo was puzzled by this.....

"Your Excellency the Witch Doctor may not know that we in the Toulon Ministry.... Even the rest of the northern clans don't have too good magical talents."

"Unlike you, the true caster whose power is attributed to himself, the shamans actually cast their spells by tricks..."

Gonzalo and the rest of the witch doctors were genuinely interested when they heard this, and they involuntarily adjusted their sitting postures and leaned forward slightly to listen.

Tutun Earthshaker, who was talking, and the two hornhoofed species accompanying him, felt a little nervous under this movement, and they didn't settle down until they saw that the witch doctors didn't make any further movements.....

"Although shamans themselves have the ability to cast spells, they are by no means as good as your witch doctors; Without the cooperation of the Ancestral Spirits, their spell casting costs, speed, and even effects would have been greatly reduced, far less powerful than they had shown on the battlefield before."

""Ancestral spirits cooperate"? You tell me about that..."

Gonzalo was so concerned that he no longer used the hypocritical honorifics, and directly changed them to a commanding tone.

But his questioning made Tutun feel embarrassed.....

It's not because the order doesn't command or anything, it's all already determined to be a dog... At least that's what it says on the surface, so how could he care about that?

It's really that he himself has no talent for magic at all, and everything he talks about is based on the experience of his ancestors, and there is nothing to talk about in detail.

Ancestral spirits with spellcasting? It's strange that he can say one, two, three.....

"Your Excellency the Great Councillor from the Black Forest, Tutun is still young and does not know much, and on this point, may I allow me to answer in his place?"

Under Tutun's grateful gaze, his maternal uncle spoke out to relieve his difficulties.

"Okay, then you can talk about it." Of course, Gonzalo and the other witch doctors didn't care who would explain it, so they nodded in agreement.

"Although I haven't specifically experienced the experience of the ancestral spirit casting spells, according to my fathers, it is quite similar to 'dream reading' in general."

"Normally speaking, dreams are not easy to remember, but when we 'read' on the altar, with the blessing of the spirits of our ancestors, our spirits will be increased to a certain extent, so that we can clearly remember the various things we see in the dream."

"And shamans actually take advantage of this when they cast spells.....

"They already have a slight talent for spell casting, and through meditation on the ancestral altar all year round, they have greatly improved their adaptability to the spirit of the ancestors, so that they can multiply their own spirit when casting spells, so as to better influence the spirit of nature.....

In order to make them clearer, the witch doctors had given permission for the conversation to be conducted in Toulon in addition to the initial greeting;

This language is not difficult for witch doctors, who can deduce the general meaning of unfamiliar words from the roots they have never heard of.

For example, the term "nature spirit" was definitely the first time the witch doctors had come into contact with it, but they did not seek an explanation of the meaning of the word, but paid further attention to its conceptual significance.

However, their doubts were not answered, and the knowledge of the magic of the Toulon tribe was very strictly controlled by the shamanic priesthood, and the clans and commoners had little way to learn something like this;

Therefore, what he knows and says is based on the understanding of words.

To the witch doctors, this is of little value.

After figuring this out, the witch doctors felt even more disgusted with the shamanic order, believing that they were seriously interfering with the progress of the Black Forest;

On the other hand, they also had no intention of finding out about magic from the mouths of these non-shamanic horned hoofs.

From this point on, the witch doctors temporarily withdrew their thirst for knowledge and turned most of their attention to the specific matters they had previously discussed.

"So, what does this have to do with you? Could it be that the shamans do not use the spirits of the ancestors in the face of your attacks?"

When Gonzalo said this, he was more of a teasing mentality, at least if he was in the same position, he asked himself that he would never show mercy to his opponents..... No matter how ruthless it is, this is the posture that a battle should have.

However, the other party's answer was beyond his expectations.....

"Your Excellency the Great Councillor is also in awe of the wisdom of the Black Forest Trolls, who are far superior to us Toulon Walkers!"

"What you say is that the shamans are indeed unable to use the Ancestral Spirit Blessing Spell when they fight us."

"Uh..."

The Zafarula clan who is talking is definitely a very eye-catching horned hoof;

After filming the sycophants again, he may have seen that Gonzalo didn't really understand, so he didn't wait for him to open his mouth to ask, and took the initiative to continue,

"Your Excellency, the wise witch doctor, must also understand that the spirit of the ancestors is the spirit of the ancestors of more than ten generations of the Toulon tribe, and its sustenance is the will to "protect" and "survive", and it is impossible to use it in internal disputes;"

"It's not that they don't want to use it, but they can't use it, and if the priests want to target us with malicious spells, they can only rely on their own lame spell casting ability."

"So, now that they have lost all of their ancestral spirit warriors, they can't compete with the combined forces of the clans in terms of force..."

Speaking of this, the horned hoof of Zafarula added with some hesitation and caution,

"Of course..... If you can be gracious.... If we release some of the Earthshaker legions and the Clan's elite captives, we'll be a little more sure.....

"I'll talk about that later, you tell me first.... Why would the shamans have the heart to change the political structure of the Toulon tribe when they knew that force was not as strong as the clans combined?"

Gonzalo's sharp eyes swept over the three hornhoofs, and he asked in a low voice.

Below, the three horned hoofs looked at each other vaguely, as if they were making a choice.....

"Huh? Are you trying to deceive us? Deceive the representatives of the will of the council?"

Inadvertently, another witch doctor on the side asked lightly.

"Don't dare! I would never dare to think like that again... We... We're just ashamed to say it."

"Speak up, don't continue to waste our time..."

"Understood... I'll tell you——" Zafarullah replied, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, and looking down at his hooves,

"They... They don't think the clan will choose to unite..."

"Why?"

"Because... Because our three clans have made a promise, they promise to stand on the side of the ancestral altar after the Troll Expeditionary Force retreats..."

"It's not enough, the three clans don't have that much power to break this balance."

"Your Excellency the Witch Doctor..... There are also the Halima clan, the Alanya clan, and the Shafiya clan, which are in the middle of the ranks, in fact, they also secretly stand with our three clans..... They also followed us to the altar of our ancestors..."

Hearing this, Gonzalo and the other witch doctors cast their eyes for a long time, and the cold killing intent in their eyes seemed to be the biting cold wind in the middle of winter, seeping into the bone marrow of the horned hoofs little by little.

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Adler's horned hoof, who had not spoken, plucked up the courage to open his mouth and explained with difficulty,

"Your Excellency the Great Witch Doctor... We... It's not an attempt to deceive, it's just... I just didn't have time to say it..."

After saying this more symbolic justification, the three horned hoofs waited in apprehension for their verdict.

At this time, the witch doctors could also see that these three clans were by no means good..... They tugged left and right in the tribe, carved a new path for themselves in the face of adversity, and even planned to use the expeditionary force to achieve their goal of "sweeping away dissidents".

Even if you dig a little deeper, maybe the so-called "will to reform" of the ancestral altar was also made under their prowess... Just as the three clans said before, they are ready to use the key points of both sides to sow discord.

The treacherous political environment inside the hornhoof species made the witch doctors feel uncomfortable from the bottom of their hearts at this time;

In this strong contrast, they feel more and more that the "honest" trolls are the kindest race in the world.....

At least in the Black Forest, neither witch doctors nor ordinary warriors have learned to deceive their "people" at this time.

However, the witch doctors quickly figured it out again, and the situation in the Toulon tribe was doing their thing again?

Compared to the shamans, the three clans are full of selfish deceit, but they will be the weakest rulers of the Black Forest.

Perhaps it wouldn't be a bad thing to have them replace the priests and take the lead of the Toulon tribe after they had everything they wanted?