"Let's decide on that after we've dealt with the problem at hand."
Ash rubbed the bridge of her nose.
Right now, the Wind Speech Tribe and the Northern Territory had a balanced Trade relationship. One Magic Crystal Ore mine shouldn't be enough to make Fulina turn hostile, but if they added more to the pot, it was hard to say what the future held for the already heavily damaged Wind Speech Tribe.
At a time like this, they needed to find an additional ally to share the risk.
And this Lord of High Cliff Castle seemed very suitable in Ash's eyes. His own strength was formidable, but not excessively greater than the Wind Speech Tribe's, and he wasn't under Fulina's command.
"We understand."
The Elf Elders nodded, then discussed a few more details before going their separate ways.
...
Fulina left even earlier than expected.
The next morning, nearly ten thousand Thorn Corps soldiers were already lined up in a long column in the open, with countless carriages gathered behind them.
