Making good use of the timespan of two days, Jason's knowledge about the Mewi, their strength, weaknesses, unique racial traits, and many more things increase drastically.

Getting to know every single tribe chief within the valley, Jason was slowly being taught the ways on how to deal with them to either earn their trust or to provoke them so that they would make more mistakes once he challenged them.

Jason realised that the former tribe chief of the first village he had encountered was extremely knowledgeable, and after some time he even figured out that he was the closest to ever becoming the Grand tribe chief.

Nonetheless, before the former tribe chief was able to attain this feat, he had been injured by the attack of a marine beast that seemed to be living somewhere in the sea.

This confused Jason because the valley didn't have many locations with large water bodies.

As far as he knew, there was one above the mana vein, in addition to two more of them in the valley, while one was in an area his Emperor Eyes couldn't clearly detect.

Jason ssumed that this was the location that the former tribe chief had tried entering in the past in order to procure something that would allow him to become strong enough to defeat the other tribe chiefs.

Unfortunately, his plan had backfired because the beast living inside the pond was something the tribe chief had been unable to defeat.

This had been his misfortune, but nothing he could change now.

In the end, he realised that fate worked in strange ways, and only because of the events of the past he had encountered Jason, whom he had misunderstood earlier.

However, after everything he did in order to help them protect the village, the former tribe chief's opinion of Jason had changed for the better.

Because of that, he had offered Jason the option to challenge him, which was something only villagers could do, under normal circumstances.

Afterward, he wanted to help Jason to protect the village, and becoming the Grand tribe chief was the best way to achieve this.

Only when he was certain that Jason was trustworthy did he unveil the Mewi race's secret, knowing that this could turn extremely dangerous if Jason were to betray him.

However, that was not something the former tribe chief was worried about because the young man didn't even have the time to think about anything properly.

As such, even after it was the evening of the second day, Jason continued to plan everything ahead, while moving towards the center of the valley.

In fact, the center of the valley was relatively close to the broadest part of the river bank which was something that made Jason uncomfortable.

But that was only the case because he expected the attack of the Oceanfolk any moment.

Not knowing the exact day or time at which the attack would be initiated, Jason could only be vigilant at every single moment.

The worst possible timing for the Oceanfolk to attack would be at the tribe chief gathering because everybody would be occupied in the meeting, leaving the villages relatively unguarded and defenseless. The tribe chiefs were the strongest individuals in a village so while they were all attending the gathering, the villages wouldn't be protected by their strongest force at that time.

Yet, oddly enough, Jason didn't think that anyone would attack during that time.

Whether this was his gut feeling or something he made up owing to the provided information he had, didn't really matter.

Flying towards the center, he saw that there was a unique-looking foundation made of stone with a gigantic table on top of it.

More than two dozen chairs were placed around the table in a huge circle.. Most of them were already occupied, and when Jason landed on the stone platform, he simply sat on the chair with the number the former tribe chief had told him.

Seeing the medallion made them stop from opening their mouths to argue though the feeling of surprise and disdain was plastered across their faces.

As Jason swept his gaze across the gathering, he recalled the crucial facts about the things the other tribe chiefs had already spoken about.

Jason knew that all of them knew him, and they were also aware that he was not a Mewi, which was not difficult to figure out.

However, all of that only turned him into an object of their scorn since now he was the tribe chief of the small village he had first encountered inside the valley.

Nobody spoke to him, and neither did Jason attempt to establish a connection with others.

Instead, he tried to connect the information the former tribe chief had provided him with the things he was able to see through his Emperor Eyes.

This was not further difficult, and to Jason's fortune, the tribe chiefs seemed to be even rustier than he first expected.

That was something that played directly into his hands.

At least, he hoped so, only for his entire plan to be shattered into smithereens the moment the tribe chiefs had gathered.

His presence was exceptional, and Jason doubted that he was one of the rusty tribe chiefs. Instead, the Mewi looked like he had just walked out of a slaughter after defeating thousands of powerful opponents.

Clearly perceiving this, he knew that his own strength was not comparable to the bulky Mewi who sat opposite him.

Yet, what Jason heard from the first tribe chief, who seemed to initiate the discussion and mark the start of the entire tribe chief gathering, caused Jason to look at him.

His attention was quickly drawn away from the bulky Mewi, who seemed to be more powerful and ferocious than everyone else put together.

"Today, we have gathered in order to thank the Gods for listening to our prayers. Not only did they resurrect the mana within the valley, but they also brought back Brell, my son, and the strongest warrior of our race!

During the last few days, I already spoke to many of you, but now I want to make an official proposal- If everyone accepts Brell as the Grand tribe chief, we will be able to help our race reach its former glory that had been painstakingly achieved by our ancestors.

The Oceanfolk won't be an issue, and we will be able to claim the entire valley for ourselves, without the need to bother about any kind of beast!"

Jason wanted to interrupt the moment the tribe chief said 'thank the gods for listening to our prayers' followed by 'resurrect the mana within the valley' because that was his doing, and not the feat of some imaginary god.

However, he refrained from correcting him and stayed quiet while hearing the tribe chief's request attentively.

'Maybe, I don't have to become the Grand tribe chief? But...is he even trying to achieve the same as I do? What will his plan be?' With those questions tormenting Jason's mind, he had no other way of finding out the answers than to seek answers from Brell himself. Thus, he looked at Brell with a stern expression as he ignored the other tribe chiefs in order to ask him straightforwardly.

"I don't want to be rude, but what are your thoughts about the Oceanfolk? Do you think they're competent enough to conquer the entire valley? Would you believe me if I were to tell you that a huge army of Oceanfolk will arrive soon? If you do, what will be your countermeasures to tackle them?"

With those questions, Jason wanted to find out Brell's true nature and temperament, and everything that was in his mind.

Yet, the moment their eyes came into contact, both noticed the same thing about each other.

'He is strong!'

'He is strong!'

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