The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 1950

Chapter 1950: Not Rae’s Preferred Option

Rae laughed as Karl made the promise.

She knew that they were going to try to find a way to appease the Darklight Host, and that they would not be waiting around for their entire Clan to be wiped out.

But a girl could dream.

After a few minutes on the ground, recovering from the damage, the Clan Leader finally began to accept that his soul was heavily damaged, and that a mere healing spell was not going to bring him back to full health any time soon.

He was going to have a long road to recovery from this disaster, assuming that they could get out of it alive.

Karl raised his voice to begin the formal negotiations for the end of the Clan War, while the forces of both sides waited with tense anticipation. If this didn’t go well, the war would continue, and there was little doubt that the Darklight Host would secure a crushing victory.

With their Supreme Ranked leader crippled by soul damage, there was nobody who could stand against the Branch Leader of the Darklight Host, or the Supreme Ranked Lycan that they had waiting for the war to recommence.

"Warriors of the Divine Fist Devils, hear me. You have two choices here today. You have lost the Guild War by challenge, and by rights your clan territories now belong to the Darklight Host.

However, I am a merciful man. Turn over one thousand System standardized Clan Credits for every square metre of land, and every soul within the territory, and we will spare your clan and your lives.

Or, do not, and we will take what we please. One fifth of the wealth, one fifth of the lives, and all of the land."

The Clan members froze in shock as Karl’s words spread over the city.

The right of pillage was one fifth was it not? But how could you count the lives of the members are part of your tribute?

Was the Darklight Host intending to recruit away their most promising members?

That was not unheard of, and in many cases the entire Clan, except the Elders, would be absorbed into the victorious clan. Usually when the invaders won a guild war.

But the way that he phrased it did not sound at all like he was recruiting.

More like he intended to slaughter the Clan after the war as punishment.

That was also common enough, if there was a grudge that could not be settled, but there was no existing grudge between the two clans, it was simply a mercenary action that spiralled out of control due to the idiocy of a few Elders.

That seemed to be par for the course lately.

This continent hadn’t seen a lot of conflict, and the lack of danger had made the Elders arrogant, forgetting that things could and would get far worse if they started to overstep their boundaries.

And now, the Divine Fist Devils were finding out firsthand.

"I will have to check the Guild Treasury. We may not be able to pay," the Clan Leader reluctantly admitted.

"Take your time, we’re not going anywhere."

That made the Clan Leader sigh in resignation. Of course Karl wasn’t going anywhere, he lived here. But the moment that others found out his clan had lost the duel, they would start to arrive to make the Darklight Host offers on the ceded territory before the Divine Fist Devils could purchase it back.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify