Even though some tribe chiefs were against the idea of Jason becoming the Vice Grand tribe chief, there was nothing they could do anymore.
Brell had officially accepted Jason, and the young man, himself, was much stronger than they had initially ȧssumed.
Because of that, even challenging him might be a huge mistake, if they didn't want to end up lying unconscious on the ground like Karet, or possibly even worse.
All of them shivered involuntarily as the worst-case scenario played in their head while looking after Karet, who was still trembling in fear.
Meanwhile, Jason approached Brell casually, not even breaking a sweat and looking like he was just strolling through a park and hadn't fought just a moment ago. Brell couldn't help but praise him in his mind as Jason said,
"Grand tribe chief, I hope we can have a good talk about the villages' situation, their location, combat strength, and what we should do in order to prepare for the Oceanfolk's attack that could start at any time!"
In Jason's opinion, not knowing the exact time of the attack at which the Oceanfolk's army could arrive was the most threatening factor.
If they were in the middle of their preparations a sudden attack could send their forces in a disarray, while the same applied to the start of their preparation or any kind of unsuitable timing.
As such, Jason was already deep in thoughts, even before he was able to brainstorm with Brell, which was noticed by Brell's master and Brell himself.
The former tribe chief knew every little piece of information Jason had procured during the last few weeks. Thus, he explained the situation to his disciple, even though he knew that Brell would still be in the delusion that he could defeat everyone by himself.
While it could be possible, risking the lives of all the villagers on this possibility was laughable.
Because of that, the former tribe chief dragged Jason out of his thoughts before they sat on the chairs at the stone foundation before starting their discussion.
All the other tribe chiefs were free to join, or stay close to Karet.
However, if they didn't say anything now, their opinion would be neglected later as they had preferred to stay quiet when they had the chance.
With that in mind, the tribe chiefs quickly returned to their seats before demanding to receive the same information as everyone else.
After everyone had settled, Jason revealed everything he knew, including the fact that the Oceanfolk had blocked the mana vein.
"We have a mana vein inside the valley? And you repaired it?! Don't you dare to fool us! It was because the Gods answered our prayers! Only because of that the mana we need to survive returned to the valley!!"
From the looks of it, his information was doing him more harm than good. And, he could only roll his eyes while listening to the crap uttered by one of the tribe chiefs.
"Whatever...You can simply decide not to trust my words, I don't really care as long as you don't try to hinder me from protecting the villages...Either way, the mana vein is not important right now.
More important is the fact that the artificially created sea is probably the location from which a large number of the Oceanfolk will emerge.
If my guess is correct, they must have created multiple artificial pathways and locations at which their army can emerge which bothers me a little bit. We will have to create an army of our own and train every single individual as long as they're confident in fighting.
Furthermore, we will have to relocate the villages, or at least create a temporary base for hiding all villagers, who cannot or do not want to fight! It should be a well-hidden area that the enemy cannot reach easily. Defending it shouldn't be too difficult either..."
Jason continued to list all kinds of requirements their base, or more precisely, shelter should have in order to serve as a secure refuge area to hide from the Oceanfolk's army.
Initially, the tribe chiefs simply wanted to brutally thrash his opinions by causing a ruckus and peer-pressuring him into giving up his ideas. However, the more they thought about his words, the quieter they became as his words started to make sense to them.
Thus, they let go of their initial prejudice as his plan seemed to be feasible.
With a Grand tribe chief, they were likely to merge their villages under one umbrella either way. Because of that, they had already been mentally prepared for this scenario.
Yet, hearing all of this from an outsider, who had suddenly been appointed as their Vice Grand tribe chief, was difficult for them to accept.
But as they tried to think more rationally, they realized that Jason's only goal seemed to be to help them. He may or may not have ulterior motives, but owing to the facts he had shared so far, it wasn't likely to be something that would severely harm them.
Yet, just at that moment one of the rather reserved tribe chiefs pointed out something the others hadn't thought of.
"If our only problems are to find the best location to build our base and defenses as well as the time at which we're likely to be attacked, why are we not looking out for the Sacred beast? The valley's Sacred beast should be able to help us just like in the past, or am I wrong?"
Jason looked at the tribe chief who had just stated his point in confusion, making it clear that he had no idea what the Valley's Sacred beast was.
However, even though he didn't know anything about it, hearing the words 'sacred beats' made him curious about this existence.
Yet, instead of exclaiming in joy, all the other tribe chiefs looked at their fellow Mewi in doubt.
"Do you even know if the last Sacred beast is still alive, if a new Sacred beast was born through our Gods' blessings or if they're still searching for a suitable vessel that can withstand their blessings?!"
Listening to the tribe chiefs that were starting a discussion about the Sacred beast and all kinds of other information that had to do with the mysterious being, Jason fell silent as he began listening to them intently.
He was trying to figure out what kind of existence the Sacred beast they were talking about was, and the more he heard, the clearer his understanding became.
'They are talking about a blessed beast...that transfers its blessing to other beasts before dying...I guess?' Jason was not sure if his ȧssumption was correct, but from what he had heard so far, a blessed beast had been dwelling inside the valley since ancient times.
However, this appointment was not in the hands of the Mewi, but it seemed to be done by the Mewi's Gods.
Whether they existed or not was really important for Jason, because the intriguing point was that the newly appointed Sacred beast had the exact same blessings as the former Sacred beast.
This was something Jason found to be extremely interesting, even more so because the sacred beast could also be a seemingly simple tree.
Apparently, this had already occurred a few times, but under normal circumstances strong beasts with a sturdy physique were appointed to become the vessel of the Mewi Gods' blessings.
Even if Jason didn't believe that their Gods were really watching over them, as they were inside the Dungeon of the Primordial Descendants, it wasn't rare for God-like existences to be strong enough to bless beings. This could give them the opportunity to become much stronger, more intelligent and other benefits that they wouldn't be able to procure under normal means.
The beings that created the dungeon should have been behind this, and Jason knew this very well.
However, he didn't plan to shatter everyone's belief and love of their respective gods.
Thus, he remained quiet and simply tried to figure out more about the Sacred beast that seemed to have more helpful capabilities than he initially thought.
Even though some tribe chiefs were against the idea of Jason becoming the Vice Grand tribe chief, there was nothing they could do anymore.
Brell had officially accepted Jason, and the young man, himself, was much stronger than they had initially ȧssumed.
Because of that, even challenging him might be a huge mistake, if they didn't want to end up lying unconscious on the ground like Karet, or possibly even worse.
All of them shivered involuntarily as the worst-case scenario played in their head while looking after Karet, who was still trembling in fear.
Meanwhile, Jason approached Brell casually, not even breaking a sweat and looking like he was just strolling through a park and hadn't fought just a moment ago. Brell couldn't help but praise him in his mind as Jason said,
"Grand tribe chief, I hope we can have a good talk about the villages' situation, their location, combat strength, and what we should do in order to prepare for the Oceanfolk's attack that could start at any time!"
In Jason's opinion, not knowing the exact time of the attack at which the Oceanfolk's army could arrive was the most threatening factor.
If they were in the middle of their preparations a sudden attack could send their forces in a disarray, while the same applied to the start of their preparation or any kind of unsuitable timing.
As such, Jason was already deep in thoughts, even before he was able to brainstorm with Brell, which was noticed by Brell's master and Brell himself.
The former tribe chief knew every little piece of information Jason had procured during the last few weeks. Thus, he explained the situation to his disciple, even though he knew that Brell would still be in the delusion that he could defeat everyone by himself.
While it could be possible, risking the lives of all the villagers on this possibility was laughable.
Because of that, the former tribe chief dragged Jason out of his thoughts before they sat on the chairs at the stone foundation before starting their discussion.
All the other tribe chiefs were free to join, or stay close to Karet.
However, if they didn't say anything now, their opinion would be neglected later as they had preferred to stay quiet when they had the chance.
With that in mind, the tribe chiefs quickly returned to their seats before demanding to receive the same information as everyone else.
After everyone had settled, Jason revealed everything he knew, including the fact that the Oceanfolk had blocked the mana vein.
"We have a mana vein inside the valley? And you repaired it?! Don't you dare to fool us! It was because the Gods answered our prayers! Only because of that the mana we need to survive returned to the valley!!"
From the looks of it, his information was doing him more harm than good. And, he could only roll his eyes while listening to the crap uttered by one of the tribe chiefs.
"Whatever...You can simply decide not to trust my words, I don't really care as long as you don't try to hinder me from protecting the villages...Either way, the mana vein is not important right now.
More important is the fact that the artificially created sea is probably the location from which a large number of the Oceanfolk will emerge.
If my guess is correct, they must have created multiple artificial pathways and locations at which their army can emerge which bothers me a little bit. We will have to create an army of our own and train every single individual as long as they're confident in fighting.
Furthermore, we will have to relocate the villages, or at least create a temporary base for hiding all villagers, who cannot or do not want to fight! It should be a well-hidden area that the enemy cannot reach easily. Defending it shouldn't be too difficult either..."
Jason continued to list all kinds of requirements their base, or more precisely, shelter should have in order to serve as a secure refuge area to hide from the Oceanfolk's army.
Initially, the tribe chiefs simply wanted to brutally thrash his opinions by causing a ruckus and peer-pressuring him into giving up his ideas. However, the more they thought about his words, the quieter they became as his words started to make sense to them.
Thus, they let go of their initial prejudice as his plan seemed to be feasible.
With a Grand tribe chief, they were likely to merge their villages under one umbrella either way. Because of that, they had already been mentally prepared for this scenario.
Yet, hearing all of this from an outsider, who had suddenly been appointed as their Vice Grand tribe chief, was difficult for them to accept.
But as they tried to think more rationally, they realized that Jason's only goal seemed to be to help them. He may or may not have ulterior motives, but owing to the facts he had shared so far, it wasn't likely to be something that would severely harm them.
Yet, just at that moment one of the rather reserved tribe chiefs pointed out something the others hadn't thought of.
"If our only problems are to find the best location to build our base and defenses as well as the time at which we're likely to be attacked, why are we not looking out for the Sacred beast? The valley's Sacred beast should be able to help us just like in the past, or am I wrong?"
Jason looked at the tribe chief who had just stated his point in confusion, making it clear that he had no idea what the Valley's Sacred beast was.
However, even though he didn't know anything about it, hearing the words 'sacred beats' made him curious about this existence.
Yet, instead of exclaiming in joy, all the other tribe chiefs looked at their fellow Mewi in doubt.
"Do you even know if the last Sacred beast is still alive, if a new Sacred beast was born through our Gods' blessings or if they're still searching for a suitable vessel that can withstand their blessings?!"
Listening to the tribe chiefs that were starting a discussion about the Sacred beast and all kinds of other information that had to do with the mysterious being, Jason fell silent as he began listening to them intently.
He was trying to figure out what kind of existence the Sacred beast they were talking about was, and the more he heard, the clearer his understanding became.
'They are talking about a blessed beast...that transfers its blessing to other beasts before dying...I guess?' Jason was not sure if his ȧssumption was correct, but from what he had heard so far, a blessed beast had been dwelling inside the valley since ancient times.
However, this appointment was not in the hands of the Mewi, but it seemed to be done by the Mewi's Gods.
Whether they existed or not was really important for Jason, because the intriguing point was that the newly appointed Sacred beast had the exact same blessings as the former Sacred beast.
This was something Jason found to be extremely interesting, even more so because the sacred beast could also be a seemingly simple tree.
Apparently, this had already occurred a few times, but under normal circumstances strong beasts with a sturdy physique were appointed to become the vessel of the Mewi Gods' blessings.
Even if Jason didn't believe that their Gods were really watching over them, as they were inside the Dungeon of the Primordial Descendants, it wasn't rare for God-like existences to be strong enough to bless beings. This could give them the opportunity to become much stronger, more intelligent and other benefits that they wouldn't be able to procure under normal means.
The beings that created the dungeon should have been behind this, and Jason knew this very well.
However, he didn't plan to shatter everyone's belief and love of their respective gods.
Thus, he remained quiet and simply tried to figure out more about the Sacred beast that seemed to have more helpful capabilities than he initially thought.
