Translator: Simple MTL  Editor: Simple MTL

“That Lord is still not willing to become our Great Chieftain!”

Outside the inn, the leaders of the eight great tribes were sitting around a round table. The old Great Chieftain and the woman beside him were also among them.

They were all existences at the peak of tier-6, the strongest fighting strength among the barbarians.

“If he really isn't willing, then we really shouldn't force him…” the woman said with a frown.

Ensai, who had not fully recovered from his injuries, slammed the table and stood up. He looked at her expressionlessly and said, “I, Ensai, have never submitted to anyone. He is the only person who has convinced me wholeheartedly. Let me put it this way. He is the only person in the Northern Human tribe who is qualified to be the next Great Chieftain. If he isn't willing, as long as I, Ensai, am still alive, the position of Great Chieftain will never be taken!”

He looked at the leaders of the various tribes expressionlessly and said, “If any of you want to be a Great Chieftain, then you will have to go through me first!”

If it had been in the past, these proud leaders would definitely have fought with each other, but this time, they did not because what Ensai said was what they were thinking.

If he was unwilling to become a Great Chieftain, then there would be no more Great Chieftain among the Northland Humans!

That woman took a deep breath. She had thought that Ensai, who had been injured by Su Han, would definitely obstruct them during this meeting. However, who would have thought that the person who was most protective of that youth was Ensai.

Ensai was the most outstanding warrior among the Northland Humans. Since he had said this, it was obvious that if that youth did not become the Great Chieftain, then in the next few decades, the Northland Humans would not be able to… Perhaps no new Great Chieftain would be born.

Her name was Frida, and she was not an orthodox Northland Human. She had half of the Southern Human bloodline and had received the education of the South, so she considered more than the people here.

“Ensai, calm down first.” Frida asked him to sit down. She turned to look at the Great Chieftain, Moore, who did not have much time left, and said, “Great Chieftain, please say something.”

Moore breathed with difficulty. In these three days, he had used up the best medicinal herbs in the Northern Lands, but his life was still flowing out uncontrollably.

Before the previous Great Chieftain left office, he had to confirm the new Great Chieftain! This was the most ancient tradition of the human race in the Northern Lands.

“Help me up!” Moore panted.

“Great Chieftain!” The expressions of the surrounding tribal leaders changed drastically. They stood up one after another and cl.u.s.tered around Moore.

Moore's current physical condition made it impossible for him to stand. With every movement, his life force would be drained at an accelerated rate.

Moore opened his chaotic eyes and walked out step by step.

“I have the same meaning as Ensai.” With every word he said, his chest would rise and fall violently. The sun was already setting.

“He is the only one who is qualified to be the king of this Snow Plain!” He walked out of the door step by step, and all the barbarians outside the door made way for him.

He raised his head and looked at the inn on the second floor.

“If he doesn't want to be the Great Chieftain of the Northland Humans, then the position of the Great Chieftain will be vacant forever, until… Until he is willing to sit in that position!”

“This is my last order as the Great Chieftain!” He coughed violently and walked towards the inn with heavy steps.

At the front of the inn, he put down the scepter in his hand, bent his knees shakily, and bowed his head in the direction of the inn.

Everyone looked at the Great Chieftain who did not have much time left, and their eyes were filled with tears.

“I, Moore, request Lord Su Han to become the new Great Chieftain of our Northland Human race!”

The moment he spoke, the eight strongest tribal leaders behind him also knelt down and said the same words in the direction of the inn.

The thousands of tribal leaders behind them all knelt down at the same time and said the same words in the direction of the inn.

The thousands of barbarians spread out to the entire city. They all knelt down in the direction of the inn and said the same thing.

“Humans of the Northern Lands, beg Lord Su Han, become our new Great Chieftain!”

Time and time again, the sound reverberated throughout the entire Vastaya.

After an unknown amount of time, suddenly, a cry came from the crowd.

Frida knelt down beside Moore, and all the tribal leaders looked over, staring blankly at the old figure kneeling on the ground.

When he said that, he had already pa.s.sed away forever.

He still maintained his kneeling posture, but his heartbeat and breathing had already faded away with the wind.

It was also at that moment that they saw the young man in black robes in the inn.

The woman sobbed as she raised her head and looked at Su Han, who was standing in front of the inn. She cried out in pain: “He… left…”

However, she did not say that Moore had shattered his own heart. At the moment he knelt down, he chose to use his remaining life to complete this final task.

This was the only calculation in his life, and that was to use his own life to force that youth to rise to power.

He used his own death to pull away that future situation ahead of time.

Because after he died, unless Su Han took over… The human tribe of the Northern Lands would no longer have a chieftain!

Everyone's gaze fell on Su Han.

After a long while, Su Han took a deep breath and turned around, his voice reverberating throughout the entire inn.

“Bury him properly. After tomorrow, I will be your new Great Chieftain.”

His words were like a heavy bomb that instantly exploded throughout Vastaya. All the barbarians stood up and shouted that name loudly.

“Su Han! Su Han! Su Han!”

At the front of the inn, the woman smiled and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. She looked at the figure who was still kneeling on the ground and could no longer stand up and said, “Moore, you've succeeded.”

“You've succeeded. You've used your few days of life to exchange for a powerful Great Chieftain for the Northland Humans.”

He died with honor in his heart.

…

The Elven Empire.

The Ice Palace.

“The Third Elder, Cinz, along with six elites, died in Vastaya.”

The Elven Elders sitting around the round table had gloomy expressions. The First Elder announced this news with a heavy tone.

The already cold aura around them became even more solemn and cold.

“Who killed them?” the Sixth Elder asked solemnly.

“We've been monitoring the movements of those barbarians for many years. Other than their Great Chieftain Moore, the strongest barbarian is only at the peak of the tier-6. How did they kill a tier7 mage!?”

His questioning caused the entire royal court to sink into a haze.

“Our people just sent news,” the First Elder said with a grim expression.

“At that time, they were in the North and saw the shadow of the giant dragon in Vastaya City. In other words, Cinz used a forbidden spell in that city that our elven race would never use unless it was absolutely necessary!”

The surrounding Elders' expressions changed drastically.