Inside the Fairy Tribe's treasury were so many shiny gems, crystals, weapons, and special plants that Vicente couldn't help but stare at the place open-mouthed for a few monts.
The tribe's wealth was the most impressive he had ever seen, sothing he didn't know if Stonewall could vie with, since he hadn't reached his level of influence in Light Cay to have that kind of chance.
'It's not for nothing that these forces have lasted millions of years and still remain powerful. They're actually always prepared with powerful resources!'
Sothing like this treasure would probably quickly restore the tribe's power once the war was over and it was safe to make big investnts.
It made little sense to gamble all your resources in the middle of a war for several reasons. First, most resources required so period of absorption. Second, not every great talent was available to spend ti just ditating on the dicinal effects from on high. Third, strengthening your foundations with resources like those could create unstable cultivation improvents. Normally, these resources had a right ti to be used and shouldn't be administered in desperate tis. Fourt, even if the investnt was made, there was no guarantee that it would pay off and eventually be recovered. Many of the tribe's current fighters could die in the war. Giving them these resources could beco a waste!
A tribe that had lasted so long and remained the strongest on an island was not a force that had achieved its conquests by making uncertain bets. Naturally, part of those resources in Vicente's sight were to be used in calamities like the current one, but part was to be kept in reserve for the future. Should the tribe win the war and achieve stability, with these resources they would rebuild the tribe and eventually continue to dominate Amae for another 1 million years.
Vicente understood the logic behind such wealth amid such bad tis and gradually regained his composure after spotting so items compatible with him and Larissa in the surroundings.
"You can choose what you want," Nan said to him, not worrying about Vicente's common sense.
He wasn't a man who would make a request that was impossible to fulfill, so she simply let him take what he thought was suitable for their agreent.
"I'll only take a few essences that are compatible with Larissa and , Nan. You can choose what you promised Rex."
She flapped her wings and flew into the bright place, soon choosing the magical resource that could greatly help Rex beco stronger.
anwhile, Vicente picked up three essences for Larissa, one of them Eighth Class and two Seventh Class, enough for her to beco a Grand Magus in the next few hours. For himself, he only took four Eighth Class essences, one of them from the earth elent and the other three from the light elent.
Unfortunately, there were no essences of the dark elent there.
However, Vicente was more than satisfied with what he had got for the day.
"Nan, I'd like to ditate and absorb these opportunities now. I think I'll be able to improve my powers a little more and help your grandfather a little more later," he said as he walked over to her, making the fairy's eyes sparkle with hope.
"Of course. I'll take you back to Larissa and Rex so they can have their chance, too."
She flew ahead of Vicente, while he silently harbored his suspicions about the situation of the 6-Star old man from the Grand Magus stage.
'That should be enough for to confirm my suspicions and settle this matter.' He thought his way to the area where his group could stay while they were in the core of the Fairy Tribe, a camp area set up quickly by Nan's people in the ti that had passed since the group's arrival in the area.
By now, the weapons from Light Cay had been taken far away and were no longer visible to Vicente and his companions.
Rex and Larissa saw Vicente back with them and soon received his gifts for them to support the tribe. After a few words, they went to each of their places in their group's camp, with Vicente once again going to ditate with the elental essences compatible with him in his possession.
But before he had any results, less than 20 minutes after he left the old leader of the tribe, part of him sensed sothing happening.
...
At the residence of the old leader of the fairy alliance and tribe, a group of elves entered the room of the poisoned old man, who now didn't look as bad as he had earlier when Nan saw him after his return.
Each of these elves was dressed in similar uniforms and had the Healer mark written on them, being there to look after their old leader.
One of the elves crouched beside the bed and began to clean the old man's body, changing the bed sheets while one of them prepared the dicine to be administered to their supre leader's blood.
They did their job as they usually did, finishing everything in less than 10 minutes as they left the old leader's room together.
But just as the door closed and Vicente thought his discovery had gone, soone walked in, looking from side to side, sweating in a way that would have drawn attention if there had been anyone there.
"Damned old man! You almost got away." This person addressed his words to Nan's grandfather while he already had his hands on the IV bag connected to the bloodstream of the weakened little old man on that bed.
"But I won't allow you to continue sabotaging my people, old man. Today I'll make sure you die!" said the figure of a short man, dressed in brown, with strong muscles encircling his arms.
"After you, I'll make sure your bitch granddaughter perishes, too. This is the retaking of Amae, the beginning of the new era!"
After saying that, the man turned and left, leaving a strange gray trail in the serum of the old fairy tribe elder as he went.
But before he crossed the threshold, one of the old man's fingers rose into the air and an indigo pentagram materialized there, freezing the old man's serum, while a tiny tallic insect erged from his finger.
'Follow him.' That distant order guided the newly created little artificial intelligence, making it follow the dwarf, who was clearly a traitor to the alliance!
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