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At this point, Daniel was surprisingly calm.
"Do you really think you have everything under control? Have you not noticed any problems? Why did the first wizard who came leave you with Magical Items? And while wanting to attack the Adela Tribe, he made it so easy for you to spot his flaws, revealing them one by one without causing much harm to the tribe."
This was exactly what puzzled the High Priest. The actions of the first wizard seemed off in many ways, and now it felt like he was causing trouble for Ebul.
If he had been unaware of the wizard's attack and unprepared, those tactics could have easily led to significant losses for the tribe.
But now, with precautions taken, the tribe remained intact and unharmed.
"I'll tell you the reason. As the High Priest of the tribe, you should know how great the gap is between the Adela Tribe and the Wizard Academy. To put it bluntly, the only reason your tribe still exists is that the Wizard Academy doesn't take you seriously."
Iron Hoof couldn't help but retort, "That's because the academy is afraid of us."
The High Priest stopped him from continuing. As High Priest, he knew very well the disparity between the two. Since arriving here over a hundred years ago, the Adela Tribe had never clashed with the academy, trying to avoid drawing its attention.
"Then do you know why the Wizard Academy wants me to annihilate your tribe this time? It's simple. A Wizard Seed from the Wizard Academy successfully advanced and left. His position has sparked competition among other apprentices. In the end, only I and one other Wizard Apprentice who initially came remain.
The Dean couldn't decide who would become the Wizard Seed. So he set his sights on the Adela Tribe and a Minotaur Tribe to the north, assigning a mission: whoever annihilates a tribe first will become the Wizard Seed."
As Daniel explained, the High Priest gradually understood the reason behind it all, followed by an overwhelming sense of humiliation. The tribe he had fought for all his life faced extinction merely as part of a mission, just a test.
How pitiful, how tragic.
He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, saying, "If you want to annihilate the Adela Tribe, it depends on whether you have the capability. If you don't give me a way out, the Adela Tribe is not afraid of sacrifice. We will bite down on you."
Daniel sneered dismissively, "Just you? The academy can deal with you by simply issuing a mission. You think you can bite back? You're dreaming."
The High Priest understood all too well; the gap between them was far too great, so much so that he couldn't even entertain the thought of resistance. In the eyes of the academy's higher-ups, the Adela Tribe was just a name, with no real understanding of what they were.
It wasn't that their intelligence was lacking; rather, the Adela Tribe was too insignificant to warrant attention. Dealing with the Adela Tribe was no more difficult than crushing an ant; why would they care about the strength of an ant? If they had that much free time, they might as well conduct an experiment.
"The Adela Tribe is not afraid of sacrifice; at least I can still kill you."
But the other Minotaurs did not share this view. They clenched their fists and glared angrily at Daniel for daring to insult their tribe. They were just waiting for the High Priest's command to tear him apart.
Surrounded by a group of muscular men, it was impossible for Daniel not to feel fear, yet he remained calm and composed.
He lifted his glass and took a sip, sitting down unguarded and arrogantly saying, "Don't be foolish; you don't really think you can kill me, do you? Since you've dared to come here, I have all the necessary measures in place. Perhaps I can't kill you, but there's no way for you to stop me from escaping."
A group of Minotaurs clenched their fists and roared in anger, ready to kill Daniel first.
The High Priest quickly intervened. He wanted to know what cards Daniel had up his sleeve to be so arrogant despite knowing he couldn't annihilate their tribe.
"Actually, protecting your tribe is quite simple."
The High Priest's eyes lit up as he asked, "What should I do?"
"Surrender. As long as you submit at my feet, I will go back and report my mission failed. The academy's instructors are not interested in causing trouble for you."
The High Priest's eyes lit up; this was indeed a solution. However, the other Minotaurs did not share this sentiment, loudly proclaiming, "Minotaurs never surrender."
Daniel stood up and said calmly, "It's up to you. I'll give you some time to think it over. Tomorrow, I want your answer: surrender or die. It's a pity for the Minotaur Tribe; if you don't surrender, even the newborn Minotaurs will be brutally killed in front of you. I can make that happen."
Iron Hoof immediately blocked his path, glaring at him with crimson eyes, preventing Daniel from leaving.
"What? Are you going to kill me now?"
The High Priest's eyes were also filled with crimson rage, but he still gasped for breath and ordered Daniel to be let go.
Daniel nodded in satisfaction, clasped his hands behind his back, and left, returning to the grass hut prepared for him by the Minotaurs.
He was not worried about the High Priest's disagreement. Unless the Minotaur Tribe truly wished for their own extinction, they had no choice but to agree. The only question was what price the Minotaurs would pay to quell this disaster.
It’s not that I fear you knowing; I fear you not knowing. If the High Priest were unaware of the academy's situation and remained blindly arrogant enough to resist, it would be foolish. But knowing the gap between them left him powerless to fight back.
Dealing with the tribe was easier than squashing an ant for the academy. Even if they fought with all their might, they could not inflict any harm on the academy.
In such a vast disparity, what was the point of resistance?
Daniel's arrogant demeanor and complete disregard for the tribe infuriated the Minotaurs. Iron Hoof arrogantly declared, "The High Priest has ordered me to kill him."
The High Priest shook his head. "Let me think about this matter. Iron Hoof, keep an eye on him and ensure that no tribesmen harm him. Do you understand?"
Iron Hoof was furious; after all, this person wanted to annihilate their tribe, yet you still protect him like this. But out of respect for the High Priest, he nodded and took his axe over to watch Daniel. He had never experienced such humiliation before.
The High Priest immediately summoned all the Minotaurs for a meeting. In the past, to avoid dampening the morale of his people, he had never truly revealed how powerful the academy was. Now, it seemed there was no way to keep it a secret any longer.
Early the next morning, the Minotaur High Priest sent someone to invite Daniel. Daniel had not slept all night; he was worried that some reckless Minotaur might come looking for trouble and end up decapitating him in his sleep, which would be an unjust death. It appeared that the situation was developing positively.
"We agree to submit, but what conditions do you require?"
"Very simple. One hundred Minotaur Knights riding Kodo Beasts, and ten Minotaur Commanders to serve me. Additionally, I want all the materials in your warehouse that interest me."
"That's impossible."
The Minotaurs were in an uproar; this demand was almost like asking for their lives, making it impossible to agree. If they truly complied, what difference would there be between the Minotaur Tribe and total annihilation?
Daniel smiled slightly; if they disagreed, they could still negotiate. The reason he asked for so much was simply to bargain.
After some negotiation, the Adela Tribe agreed to provide fifty Minotaur Knights and five Minotaur Commanders to follow Daniel's orders. Daniel could choose materials from their warehouse at will.
Once the agreement was settled, Daniel followed the High Priest to the warehouse to select materials. As soon as he opened the warehouse door, he saw mountains of materials inside and couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise.
Lapis Lazuli, Obsidian, Emerald, Fire Refining Gold, Lava Gold, Fire Water, Dragon's Breath Grass, Demon Stone... The more Daniel looked inside, the more delighted he became; some of these items were piled high in large quantities and seemingly carelessly placed.
"How about it? We have gathered a lot of materials in our tribe; take whatever you want."
Daniel's eyes sparkled at the sight of these materials; he nodded in agreement and was reluctant to leave. Suddenly, he pointed at a shelf and asked, "What are those?"
"Oh, those are some items collected by the tribe that possess magical fluctuations, but we don't know how to use them, so we can only keep them here for now."
Daniel looked at the Star Meteorite, which was as large as a human head, and found himself speechless.
Then he glanced at the other items. Aside from the Star Meteorite, there was a withered Purple Thunder Bamboo that had not been properly preserved. This was a lightning attribute plant, and in the hands of a wizard, it could serve as a high-quality staff worth several thousand Magic Stones. Now... it could only be considered scrap. And what about that? Don't you understand how to preserve these things?
I know you wealthy folks can't be this extravagant; these items need proper care. Can you just leave them lying around like this? Good things shouldn't be wasted like this.
Daniel felt a pang in his heart; many items had lost their effectiveness due to poor preservation. These were all his, and now they could only be sold as junk.
After taking a thorough look around, Daniel could only think of one word: too much. There was simply too much, enough to make him incredulous.
But thinking about it, it made sense. The Adela Tribe couldn't compare to the academy, but it also depended on what he was comparing it to.
Their actual strength was quite impressive, equivalent to nearly twenty Third-Level Wizard Apprentices leading over a hundred Second-Level Wizard Apprentices. This would draw attention anywhere. Plus, after over a hundred years, they had certainly collected a substantial amount of materials.
Now all these materials belonged to Harris. It seemed that giving up on becoming a Wizard Seed was also a good choice. Besides, who says one cannot become a seed player? Daniel thought to himself.
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