"But it's a pity that this sticky guy is far from the description of the prince...... Although he is the son of a tribal leader, he is ugly and old. Little Benny, how old did you say he was?" said the white-haired young man, still in his unhurried manner, and took two steps to the side, so that everyone could see the young man dressed as a herdsman behind him.

"Huh? ah...... This ......"

The feeling of hundreds of eyes falling on his body in an instant made Benny tremble subconsciously, at this time, let alone talking, he didn't know how he got here......! But now the man let him speak!

Speak in front of thousands of servants around the Golden Horde, warriors of thousands of tribes, and the Great Shaman, and the King of the Golden Khan, and speak the words of the prince of the Datan tribe, the second largest tribe of Krurod, or speak ill!

The surrounding firelight, the sharp edges of blades and axes, the pungent gore mixed with the smell of earth in the air, and the screams that had just subsided...... The eleven-year-old's mind was completely twisted together, and panic was like a mountain coming down from the top of his head, making him feel like one of his little hearts was about to be paralyzed...... If it weren't for the fact that every word of that person was as clear as if it had been sent into his head by some kind of force, he probably didn't know what he was supposed to say!

Talking?

Can you bear to let that little princess marry that very old prince?

Bear that ugly guy to marry a little girl the age of your sister like this?

Are you still an older brother, aren't you? Isn't it possible for your sister to marry someone in her thirties in the future?

Of course...... No!

Benny immediately cried out, "That sticky Han...... He's not a prince! he's thirty years old. What a prince, an old man at all!"

The slightly immature children's voice passed through the silent rain curtain, and some harsh spread out. Then, in exchange for some subtle sounds...... Mostly low-pitched sneers. One after the other, it seemed that it was soon a little irrepressible - obviously, it was not an honorable thing for these servants who served under the golden tent to let the little princess of his tribe marry an old man of thirty years old, so although the child's shouts were not so funny, there were still people who were willing to use some laughter. to express their displeasure and ridicule.

"You see, even the little ones know that this princess should not marry an old man. So Your Excellency, I don't think you really should have told me so many things. ”

The white-haired young man smiled too, and stopped teasing the little shepherd boy, who was about to have a heart attack at the age of ten. Just looked at the great shaman: "In case I do find them." This kind of unreasonable thing cannot be left alone, or, I can also think, is it not that you also hope that this ridiculous marriage will not succeed?"

"It was the Great Khan's decision to let Princess Landor marry Prince Muhan. ”

"I don't know what your laws say, but in Krurod, it's up to the parents to decide what to do. As long as the parents of both parties agree, unless it is the god of Congshan himself who sends down the oracle. Otherwise, no one can casually change the marriage that their parents have decided. Otherwise. He should be punished by the god of the mountain, burned by heavenly fire, and bombarded by thunder and lightning......"

"The fire in the sky, the thunder and lightning bombardment, it's terrible. ”

"What the hell do you want to do, young man?"

The action of shrinking his neck like a coward and gently slapping his chest, made by a person who casually pinched and exploded a dozen knight's heads in the air, does not make people feel very funny, on the contrary, it will make everyone feel indescribably anxious, and the anxiety is uncomfortable...... Therefore, the eyes of the Great Khan gathered at the door of the tent, and more and more distinguished guests of various tribes glanced over them, and could not help but shout: "If you just want to find Cecilia, then I can help you, but if you want me to break this marriage......"

His voice paused, but finally he spoke word by word: "That, it's impossible!"

I don't know who this powerful person who came out of thin air is. But judging from the manner in which he had come and the question of Cecilia, it was clear to anyone who could guess that his purpose was to disrupt the marriage, and that he had made this request very clear, and now almost everyone was looking at the Great Khan, waiting for a definite answer from the master of the Krurodians.

But there was no choice at all in this reply.

It is impossible for the marriage that has been won with great difficulty to end like this, otherwise the Datan tribe will immediately become a laughing stock among all the tribes...... Even the lowest-ranking herders would regard it as a mere insult, let alone the Datan tribe, the second largest tribe, and the only result would be war.

A war between the two largest tribes would involve at least more than half of Krurod's population, and it would certainly not be a simple temptation to kill a few people and grab some livestock.

Therefore, no matter how powerful the young man was, the Great Khan could not break the marriage contract that had been decided...... The consequences of dissolving the marriage contract will not be less than offending a powerful mage, and even the result will be much greater and more cruel, involving the lives of hundreds of thousands of herdsmen under the Golden Tribe and the Datan Clan, as well as their entire lives.

As the Great Khan, he could not retreat here.

He raised his head slightly, staring at the casually standing figure in the distance...... In the darkness of the rainy night, in the flickering firelight, the man's face was blurred, his expression seemed to be smiling, and it seemed to be as cold as ice.

The Great Shaman stood at his side, and around the tabernacle, eight of the most elite Krurod warriors were already tense, and even if that person was a legendary archmage, it was impossible for him to cross these obstacles to attack him...... But at the moment of that answer, the Golden Khan of the Krurod still clenched his fists. Such a thought inexplicably rose in my heart.

In the next moment, how many brave defenders will die?

No one.

"Yes, I'd rather demolish ten temples. Do not ruin a marriage. What's more, this marriage still has a lot of significance for you......"

Someone's voice sighed, with a 'sudden' realization:

"Once that sticky or something marries that princess, the situation of Krurod will not be the same...... The Golden Ministry and the second largest tribe became relatives. Friendship from generation to generation, forever stable. And the two tribes are so solid, then you as a khan. It's naturally easy to make some magic towers and train a bunch of magicians who belong to the tribe. In this way, magic will flourish in Krurod. For you ordinary people. There will definitely be a lot of benefits. If you just sacrifice a daughter in exchange for this, then it doesn't seem like a mistake to make such a decision as a king, right?"

What the hell is this guy trying to say?

The speed of his speech was not fast, but the turn of the story made almost everyone look confused - if you look at the problem from this point of view, then the Great Khan is not wrong, and it is almost the virtue of a sage king to use his daughter to seek happiness for all his people.

Could it be said. In fact, this person does not have the same great power as he appeared, all the previous styles. But for the sake of bravado?

And after perceiving the Khan's resolute will to not back down half a point, he can only change his course?

"But once mages prosper, they naturally become a force against the magicians, and they usually don't believe in gods, and have little interest in ruling over the common people...... In this way, it seems that it will not be of any benefit to your Great Shaman, and if the mages gradually become the main casters of Krurod, then how will the shamans deal with themselves?"

The Great Shaman looked up.

His face should have been plump and full of muscles, but the years had drained every bit of flesh and blood from it, and only a shriveled skin remained, so that this skin was full of wrinkles, and even his facial features seemed to be slightly deeper...... So no one can really tell what the expression on his face is now, whether it is laughter or anger, or surprise. But a person of his age and in a high position had actually long been accustomed to being moody, and even if he was only slightly moved now, it was obviously enough to express the irrepressible shock in his heart.

For the man was still unhurried, uttering some disturbing words:

"For the Great Shaman, if you can't find these two princesses, it will naturally be the best...... In this way, the two largest clans naturally cannot become sons and daughters, and then His Majesty cannot replace the shaman with mages. Not only that, but the angry Datan tribe may also rise up against this Khan King, and then His Excellency the Great Shaman can justifiably promote this matter and let the Datan tribe contribute to the replacement of the Khan King...... Ah, is it the second, third, or fifth prince? Anyway, you've gathered several of these pure-blooded wastes...... Best of all, this guy won't replace you shamans with magic, so you can drive away the mages, continue to ride on the necks of civilians and suck blood, and by the way, completely remove this golden sweat who is increasingly disobedient to you. In the eyes of outsiders, it was just a very common drama of the Krurod people killing their father and seizing the throne...... Anyway, from the previous generation, from the previous generation, and then from the previous generation, that's what you did, and none of these Khan kings have found out, or they can't resist that temptation if they find out?"

"Your Excellency, I don't know who you really are, but please don't take the generosity and forbearance of our Krurodians as a sign of weakness. ”

The great shaman was still hunched over, leaning on his crutches, like a stone statue in the light of the fire, and his voice was just as dry as two stones rubbing against his throat...... But all of a sudden, the voice was as grand as thunder in the sky! Even the falling rain curtain trembled at this moment, causing the surrounding fire to dim suddenly!

A slight wind suddenly rose slowly, swept the wide leather robe on the great shaman's body, and hunted: "We are never short of courage, or do you want us to prove it to you?" I believe that the six thousand Krurod warriors, the three hundred shamans, and the eighteen thousand Krurod people here will be willing to try. ”

Even a true archmage. It is also impossible to really completely ignore the difference in numbers, especially in such a time when there is an enemy on all sides, organized. Orderly and undaunted warriors are still very intimidating after all, although if such a battle does break out, the outcome can only be described as a defeat for both sides - the Krurods may lose hundreds or thousands of men, but as long as the shamans do their best, not a single archmage will not be able to retreat in its entirety.

However, the loss of hundreds or thousands of people is not easy to recover...... So if he could, the Great Shaman didn't want to threaten the person in front of him with such an outcome. Because it's not even a real threat, it's just a very helpless exchange—

The man's words were heart-wrenching...... Even a lie designed to disturb the minds of others can have dire consequences. But what is even more terrifying is undoubtedly that a large part of the descriptions in it are all true!

So the great shaman couldn't have let him continue anyway, otherwise. Such statements penetrated deep into the samurai and civilians. After a few turnovers, I don't know how much trouble it will cause and how much strength it will take to put it down!

"Courage, courage!"

The man was still laughing, and even though the thunderous voice of the Great Shaman shook the wilderness, it could not suppress his soft voice:

"Although Cecilia is indeed a gifted spellcaster, can she easily hide any tracking with her talent alone? magic can't be detected, and magic should at least be able to get some clues, right? But have you found her? No...... Why? This mage apprentice just disappeared with a little sister who was obviously a drag? If it was just her, I would have believed it. But our Great Khan doesn't look so confused...... Since this marriage was fiercely opposed by Princess Cecilia, this majesty would leave her little daughter like that without preparation. Waiting for her to take people away? I think, of course not...... So, how did she succeed? In my opinion, this is the most courageous person who dares to save my sister's life by herself. ”

King Khan's eyes narrowed.

yes, she succeeded.

And, it worked perfectly......

The four elite guards who were in charge of guarding Princess Landau were at least high-ranking knights, but they were all controlled by hypnotic magic...... By the time everyone arrived, they were still asleep, and the two girls had completely disappeared, and there was not the slightest trace of the tent with perfect magical defenses and seven or eight layers of vigilance magic, not even the highest alarm was touched.

The Khan was not too angry at this result, but only symbolically offered some punishment - giving each of the four guards ten lashes, and then ordering them to lead a search for the traces of the two princesses. Because he was well aware of his daughter's place in the Golden Horde, she had already gotten along well with all the servants and warriors since she was a child, and the fact that she had been married to Tumenes and brought back her experience as a magician made these people regard her as an idol, so there were many people who were actually willing to help her 'consciously or unconsciously'.

But is it really that simple?

Whether or not the alarm was triggered had nothing to do with her identity, even if the caretaker deliberately released the water, but what about the magic protection in that tent? Could it have been lifted by Cecilia herself? But the person who made the alarm was several high-level shamans, and with only one magic apprentice, how could it be completely dissolved without making any sound?

I obviously overlooked something......

So what does this have to do with the great shaman? If there is a shadow of him behind this qiē, then what about his intentions?

The Great Shaman remained silent.

He raised his gaze and met the king of Khan, seeing the doubt in the other party's eyes, but he didn't say anything - as a king, if you want to determine that a person's sin is in fact not a troublesome physical evidence, everything is just in your heart, as long as a little doubt is enough for a monarch to convict someone of capital crimes. The so-called justification is meaningless for a king. If you want to dispel their suspicions, you must convince them in a practical sense.

Instead of reasoning with the facts, it is about cutting off this doubt at the root, so that all people are unmistakably obliged to choose the path you give them.

So the Great Shaman slowly turned his gaze to the man who had spread this suspicion.

The cunning Tumenis from nowhere...... Was he smiling, or was he feeling he had finally achieved his goal, but cunning often meant arrogance, and arrogance was sometimes equated with stupidity—as now, the man was almost completely oblivious to the fact that several figures were quietly leaning towards them among the men behind him.

Then, silently, a stream of energy probed along the paws of the great shaman's feet into the ground in front of him, and in the next moment, this energy had turned the ground around the four people into a puddle of soft mud!

This change was so abrupt that for the rain-soaked ground, it seemed like an instant, the hard soil became softer than jelly, and just the weight of a person could press themselves into the dirt, instantly annihilating their calves, making them unable to move......!