The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1698 477: City of Mire_5

However, the old Stone Lizard Clan elder didn't care much about this, grabbed his arm and babbled on about a lot, from the First Epoch to the Second Epoch.

"In our Stone Lizard Clan tribe, there's a prophecy that the Dragon God has never forgotten His people, and one day, He will send winged kin to guide us home. We... we've finally been waiting for you!"

Looking at this snot-and-tears Lizardman elder, Sak's expression was like he'd eaten a fly, while several Campbell people behind him showed a relieved expression on his behalf.

That's wonderful.

That Dragon God has come to take this group of Lizardmen away. Maybe in a few hundred years, this swamp won't smell so bad.

"Ahem... Chieftain Tartak, calm down first. Although I haven't heard your prophecy, I am indeed here to help you."

Sak coughed lightly and repeated what he had said in a more tactful form to the Stone Lizard Clan chieftain.

In short, the Dragon God indeed has not forgotten them and indeed will bring them home, but not immediately, rather slowly, and methodically.

After all, Tartak was old and had seen all sorts of storms and waves. He knew that his appearance looked like a beggar to the other, surely the other side wouldn't be happy to take him home, and not putting disgust on his face was already giving him face.

Having this thought was enough.

Besides, whether or not they go back didn't matter, the key was that this kin seemed to be here to help, so he must seize this benefit for his people.

Fully utilizing the flexibility of one who understands the times, Tartak expressed submission to the "reconciliation" olive branch thrown by Campbell Duchy and was exceedingly grateful for Gutaf Kingdom's "charity."

The elderly chieftain was moved, expressing that they "forgotten ones" had waited too long for this day.

Just when Sak thought the task given by Lord Demon King was about to be completed, Tartak suddenly changed the topic, an expression of helplessness appearing on his aged face.

"However, dear envoy, if you had come here one year earlier, it would have been better. Now, the tribal alliance... is no longer under the control of our Stone Lizard Clan."

Sak was stunned for a moment.

"Aren't you the King?"

"That's indeed the case, but I as the King... am just like the mayor of Thunder City," Tartak glanced casually at the Campbell people behind Sak, speaking slowly, "About two years ago, a Merfolk tribe named 'Gray Fin' came ashore from the Vortex Sea, migrating here."

"They claim they are also the Dragon God's people, but it's obvious to everyone that these brutal guys haven't heeded the teachings of the Dragon God."

Sak stared blankly at the elder, unexpectedly finding that a place so poor that even birds wouldn't come had such entangled grievances behind it.

"...And then?"

Tartak sighed.

"Then... it's the story of the farmer and the snake. We housed them out of kindness, yet they arrogantly controlled the entire River Bay, known as the Southwest Swamp to the Campbell people. Now I'm just a puppet, and the leader of the 'Gray Fin' tribe is the true ruler here."

Why didn't you say that earlier?

If you had said it earlier, I would have gone to find him.

Sak was speechless.

Maybe seeing through his speechlessness, Tartak continued his words without stopping.

"The leader's name is Kun Jia, a highly ambitious guy. He claims to have received blessings from the Dragon God, views all humans as mortal enemies, and he absolutely won't reconcile with Campbell Duchy, nor will he agree to your proposed conditions—"

Sak pressed his brow, unable to help but interrupt the elder's words.

"Wait, wasn't he only here two years ago? What's it got to do with him?"

"You're quite astute, noticing the crux of the problem at a glance," Tartak glanced approvingly at Sak and continued, "He doesn't care about the plight of the River Bay Tribes, he might not even count as a Lizardman, hatred is just a tool for him to grasp power. Earlier, he tried entering the Maze but didn't succeed. I'll bet if he had succeeded, he'd claim to be a Hell... lizard."

"Kun Jia is a ruthless leader, constantly waiting for an opportunity, which is the fall of Brass Pass. Once Brass Pass is lost, the forces of Chaos will inevitably sweep through Ryan Kingdom, and then he can lead the tribes along the River Bay to reclaim those fertile lands that once belonged to us."

"Hey, I can't pretend I didn't hear that," a Campbell scout couldn't resist interrupting, "But I don't understand, that guy didn't even beat our defeated forces, why would he think... we would treat him as a rival?"

That's what Sak thought too, except for the part about "not beating our defeated forces."

He didn't look down on these blood-mixed poor relatives, he just really couldn't understand where these people, still living in the previous epoch, got the courage to challenge an industrialized duchy about to popularize steam technology and breech rifles.

Maybe they used to have tit-for-tat battles with the Campbell people as they said, but like they themselves said, that was a distant event in the latter part of the First Epoch.

Nowadays, the other side probably doesn't even bother to look at them directly.

This swamp surrounded by miasma might not even be as important as a yet-to-be-developed mining area on Duke Campbell's map.