Chess Mage of Faerûn

Chapter 607 Waves Rise in the Polar Regions

"You mean most of the barbarian tribes within the Frozen Forest have been subdued by this white dragon?"

Although this level is no longer taken seriously, it must be acknowledged that it is indeed a considerable force, especially during this sensitive period.

"Yes,"

Münster nodded and relayed the information he knew. The rescued tribespeople, after a moment of overwhelming gratitude, corroborated each other's accounts, gradually piecing together the facts:

"The Cold Branch and Frost Leaf tribes have lived here for generations and had reached a balance of power with the other tribes, but the situation recently is different from previous years."

"Yes, Your Excellency, while we hunt, we intentionally eliminate those wild beasts, and the goblin, orc, and troll tribes also contribute some of their populations to fight each other."

"The North can't feed so many mouths, that's the balance of this land."

"Otherwise, who would be willing to hunt those stinky and inedible scum? I would even think it's a waste of arrows."

"Now look what's happened! You can't kill them even if you want to, they've all banded together!"

For a moment, everyone was talking at once.

"quiet!"

The mage stopped the chaotic scene and gestured for Münster to continue his story.

"The situation is changing rapidly. It is no longer easy for the tribesmen to intercept small groups of enemy troops. Instead, they have to be wary of encountering enemies with superior numbers."

"What's even more worrying is that the goblins, orcs, and trolls are showing signs of uniting. Although these ignorant and savage beasts have no tactical coordination, the fact that they can maintain restraint instead of fighting each other when they gather together speaks volumes."

"Oh, Ms. White Dragon, tell me about it."

There were indeed some strange things going on, but the mage was too lazy to figure out the intricacies. After all, he had already caught the mastermind and the final boss, so he could just interrogate him directly.

"We're just trying to protect ourselves. You're just a mortal; you have no idea what's happening deep in the North!"

“You prisoner, watch your words.”

The mage didn't say anything, but Davian wasn't going to tolerate it. He suddenly tightened his claws, and Gisildra was immediately pinched until her eyes rolled back and her tongue stuck out.

"Cough! Cough cough! Let go quickly."

The white dragon quickly realized the situation. Putting aside the red dragon, whose life was in its own hands in a physical sense, could the mage who could summon and command the dragons be a kind person?
"Powerful Wizard, it was never my intention to be your enemy! Compensation! I can compensate you!"

"Now that your entourage is safe, there is no need for us to become enemies."

Having figured out what had triggered the incident, Gisildela was secretly relieved that the situation hadn't spiraled out of control. He racked his brains, trying to come up with a price that would sway the other party.

However, the monk was not so easily fooled; upon hearing this, he merely chuckled a few times.

"Fool! Even if I kill you, all of this will be mine!"

"If you ask me, a dead dragon is sometimes more useful than a live one."

Upon hearing this, the former involuntarily shrank back and said somewhat awkwardly:
"How could that be? You are not one of those Dragon Worshippers. A powerful and wise wizard like you can certainly tell the difference between a cold corpse and a loyal and powerful dragon follower."

"powerful?"

"loyalty?"

The mage looked at the other person with obvious doubt on his face, while Gisildra on the other side was also feeling extremely aggrieved.

I've put so much effort into promoting myself, even at the cost of my own money, and yet the other party is still being picky?

Although prisoners are not entitled to negotiate, she was still feeling incredibly frustrated.

"You should explain what you're planning to do first." Setting aside pleasantries, the conversation returned to the original question.

"There is no such thing as a plan,"

Bai Long vehemently denied it, and then recounted the whole story:
“It wasn’t me who brought them together in the first place. The frost giant tribes from further north invaded the living space of the local tribes, and they had no other choice.”

"Frost giant?"

The mage raised an eyebrow. These guys, who were over four meters tall and had sturdy builds, could not be compared to the cloud giants he had seen before, but they were definitely among the best of the wilderness tribes.

However, unlike the militarized social system of their cousins, the fire giants, the frost giants have a rather loose and disorganized tribal structure; the idea of ​​them working together as a cohesive unit is basically a pipe dream.

"Could it be that the battle for the Frost Crown has concluded with a winner?"

"Or has an even more ferocious and ruthless character emerged?"

"I wouldn't know, Your Excellency the powerful wizard."

The white dragon shook its head, then looked over expectantly:
“But even if we are driven out of the North and wiped out, so-called peace and tranquility will never come to this land; instead, even more brutal plunderers will come.”

"So, you're planning to fight those frost giants?"

"Ah, of course..."

Just as she was about to quickly admit it, Gisildela, trying to demonstrate her worth, caught the other person's glance and suddenly felt a chill run down her spine:
"Of course not. I just plan to move a little further south to avoid pushing those guys too far."

"You bastard, aren't you afraid of pushing us too far?"

“Go back to your old lair. The ancestral lands of the Frostleaf tribe are not your refuge.”

As Bai Long honestly explained her bullying and cowardly intentions, the tribespeople nearby jumped up and down cursing.

The monk didn't say anything. He didn't pick on the weak; did he only feel happy when he had to gnaw on the hard bones?

But since the other party was having a run of bad luck and ended up in my hands, it would be unreasonable not to suffer a lot.

"Tell me, what can you get in return for your life?"

Gisildra ignored the tribesmen's angry shouts and accusations, but the sorcerer's soft words had to be carefully chosen and taken seriously.

She carefully considered her words for a long time before speaking:
“Great Wizard, I have no doubt that a group of frost giants can withstand your power, especially with the help of the red dragon,”

"However, the situation in the North is a bit troublesome. This desolate place has few resources, but there are many people trying to make a living. Even if the Frost Giants are wiped out, there are still other predators."

"Why not give us a piece of territory? It would serve as both an aid and a shield for those little savages."

"Who's the savage? Huh? Who's the savage? You stinking lizard, explain yourself!"

"My lord mage, brothers Münster, the evil dragon's reputation is more fragile than an icicle under the eaves; it is utterly untrustworthy!"

As expected, Bailong's proposal provoked strong opposition from the tribespeople. Putting aside the hatred caused by previous conflicts, after all, in the far north, people didn't care much about such things in order to survive.

However, the savage and brutal reputation of dragons and their vassal races, such as frost trolls, is truly unsettling.

With the Master present, everything is fine, but what happens after he leaves?
A buffer barrier? Bah! These beasts are probably just about to turn around and eat people.
"Since verbal guarantees are so fragile, perhaps a proper magical contract could salvage some of your trust?"

As usual, Gisildela ignored the "noise" and gave his "offer" directly.

"Oh?"

Even the monk, who had previously remained indifferent and noncommittal, couldn't help but be somewhat moved.

It's nothing else, but how could such a quick-witted and decisive person emerge from among the White Dragons, who are known for their low intelligence? Is it a genetic mutation?
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