Raelia and Abis just looked at him.
"Don’t overestimate yourself, and don’t overestimate us. We don’t have the privilege to distract Kana with so much concern."
"Then why? Why erase the tribe? We are Wind Slaves, are we to abandon the glory of our ancestors?"
The old Chieftain is both selfless and selfish.
His selflessness is directed towards the entire tribe, his selfishness is also for the entire tribe.
His stubborn and outdated ideas prevent him from fully understanding the significance of the two’s actions.
Shouldn’t the Centaurs be a strong backing for Raelia and Abis? To be the cornerstone of their status among the Night Watchers?
Why do such a thing?
Explanations no longer serve any purpose.
"I am the Chieftain." Raelia’s words shattered the old Chieftain’s beliefs.
When he attempted to regroup the tribe, he realized there was no point.
He had neither nominal authority nor anything beneficial to offer.
The tribe he protected and maintained all his life.
Raelia dismantled it completely within two months of taking office, with nothing left.
The old Chieftain looked at Raelia.
Unable to understand why she would destroy her own foundation?
"Let see, let see what achievents you can attain."
"Then watch closely." Raelia said, turning away.
Not far away, Abis watched the scene and couldn’t help but smile.
She couldn’t help but rember the conversations from long ago.
When the heavy responsibility of being the Chieftain fell on Raelia, Abis didn’t see any sign of pressure from her.
Although Abis didn’t have much affection for the tribe, after all, Raelia beca the Chieftain.
She asked, "Sister, now that you’ve beco the Chieftain, what do you plan to do next?"
"What do you an ’do’?"
"The tribe, the tribe’s developnt." Abis said with so helplessness.
Raelia looked at Abis strangely, then pointed at herself: "Do I look like soone with ability?"
Abis opened her mouth, seeming to want to offer so comfort.
Here, it was just the two sisters, nothing needed to be concealed.
Raelia straightforwardly said: "I’m not an idiot, it’s just that there are things I can’t figure out.
If I can’t figure it out, then I won’t think about it. I know where my talent lies, I like fighting, I can fight. All I need is to follow and fight."
She said this without hesitation, looking at Abis: "You’re the sa, you’re smart, but I know you don’t like the tribe at all.
Especially that old thing, so annoying. If it weren’t for the old Shaman and the fact that you didn’t have ability before, you would have persuaded to run away, right."
Abis looked at Raelia in surprise.
"Sister, you..."
Raelia smirked proudly, "How about it, did I guess it right? I’m not just good at fighting, I’m clever when it cos to thinking too."
Then, with a serious expression and straightforward voice, she asked: "What do you think the significance of the tribe’s existence is?"
The Centaur Tribe is just a few hundred people.
"To gather everyone and live better."
"That’s right, if that’s the case, then why must we shrink in this small prairie of the Eastern Wilderness?"
This question puzzled Abis.
"Didn’t we follow Kana outside? There are countries, powers, and cities.
But they are humans, we are Centaurs, you must have seen how those Ordinary people look at us, right?
We belong to different races, the outside world isn’t suitable for our survival."
Abis felt her sister surely couldn’t fail to see this.
"Yes, so why don’t we make everyone in the tribe beco Night Watchers?"
What do you an?
Abis couldn’t understand, looking at her sister in confusion.
Raelia wanted to explain but was anxious, not knowing how to explain, she scratched her head and said: "It’s just, just beco a Night Watcher.
Beco like us, like Alyris, like Bobo, like Blake, like them."
Saying this.
Abis’ eyes widened, she looked at her sister.
Her sister, pointing directly at the essence of the problem.
Raelia continued: "Just living in the tribe, for the small tribe, everyone won’t live well, isn’t that so?
Even if they receive the Blessing, they’re not Night Watchers."
"That old thing is too selfish."
In Raelia’s view, the old Chieftain was just a selfish and greedy dog.
Even if it was for the tribe, after witnessing the Night Watchers. Raelia found the old Chieftain’s behavior disgusting.
That old thing shouted ’tribe, tribe,’ but didn’t make everyone improve.
Instead, he used the tribe every day, sacrificing Abis, the old Chieftain, and more Warriors.
"Why not be Night Watchers?" Abis asked humbly.
She felt she’d discovered sothing but couldn’t grasp the key point.
Raelia thought for a mont.
"With the Blessing, but still a mber of the tribe, they’re not Night Watchers.
Just like those humans, many aren’t Night Watchers, they’re just human Night Watchers.
Those Elves I don’t know well, but they seem like human Night Watchers, purer than many humans.
Dwarves, I don’t know, feel like they are and aren’t.
Instead, those short, great cooking Half-Elves, they really resemble Night Watchers, true Night Watchers.
Just like you and , and Bobo, just like Kana."
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