Chapter 1559: Auster of the Aug Tribe!
The sun was gradually setting, and almost all the guests from the other tribes had arrived.
In the empty field in front of the palace, hundreds of seats were set up, and the position that was the closest to the palace had 10 white jade tables set up. Only the most esteemed guests could sit there.
All the tribal representatives began to take their seats, but the seat for the guest of honor was still vacant.
Many orcs couldn’t help looking over there. Everybody knew whose seat it was. The Aug Tribe’s delegation hadn’t arrived yet, and apparently, Auster would be making the trip personally. Hence, it attracted even more attention.
Meanwhile beyond the square, many ordinary Falk Tribe’s orcs had come to watch the ceremony. Witnessing the new chief’s conferring ceremony was, without a doubt, a very important affair. It meant the Falk Tribe would be entering into a new era from now on.
People were reminiscing about the kindness of Chief Isaiah, but they still had to accept the reality of brutal Gary taking the throne.
A platform was set up at the side, and dozens of gallows were set up on it in a row, with the ropes ready.
Everybody knew very well what these gallows were for. Young Master Ferdinand, the son of the former Chief Isaiah, hadn’t been executed yet.
The era of Gary had arrived today, which meant the era of Isaiah had ended completely. All possible factors that could cause turmoil would be eliminated.
Young Master Ferdinand was a kind and good person like the old chief. Compared to Gary, the majority of the orcs preferred him to be their new chief.
However, such an incident was not going to happen. He would be hanged so no one would have an excuse to rebel against Gary.
***
A golden flamingo flew toward the Falk Tribe based in the canyon. A group of orcs in golden armor were standing on the flamingo’s back.
“Are today’s matters all properly arranged?” the orc with a square face standing in the leading position asked in a low voice.
“They are all arranged, Chief,” a young orc in golden armor answered respectfully.
“Very good.” The square-faced orc looked down at the Falk Tribe, and he couldn’t help chuckling. “Seems like it won’t be long before the whole Twilight Forest is ours.”
Smiles gradually appeared on the faces of all the orcs in golden armor.
The people on the ground soon discovered the glaring flamingo, and an orc instantly loudly declared, “The Aug Tribe’s delegation has arrived!”
Music sounded, and the Falk Tribe used the highest standard of etiquette to receive the Aug Tribe’s delegation.
“This fellow Auster still loves to show off that flamingo of his.” On a cliff, Rex watched as the flamingo landed gradually. His gaze landed on that square-faced orc on the flamingo, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.
***
“Chief, Chief Auster has arrived.” A captain strode in, and reported to Gary, who was in the midst of changing his clothes.
“He loves to be the last to arrive, doesn’t he? He behaves as if it’s his day today.” Gary smirked with a dark expression as he let the palace maids arrange his clothes for him.
The captain lowered his head as he dared not make a reply.
“Is the banquet ready?” Gary asked again only after a while.
“Yes, we only need your order to commence the banquet,” the captain respectfully replied.
“Let’s go. I wanna go meet those old fogeys. They loved to laugh at me then. I want to see how many of them will be looking up to me today.” Gary took the lead and strode to the door.
Basil and the captain followed after him on both of his sides.
“Chief, the defense in the inner city is all set up. No one will be able to break into the inner city again,” Basil whispered behind Gary.
“Good.” Gary nodded slightly.
***
In the square in front of the palace, most of the guests had already taken their seats.
The most attention-grabbing 10 white tables were already filled with people. There was only one space left in that table in the center. Auster, who wore a suit of golden armor, was especially glaring.
The chiefs or envoys of the top 10 orc tribes had already arrived, and only the main character of tonight’s conferring ceremony hadn’t made his appearance yet.
“The Falk Tribe’s Chief Gary arrives!”
Right then, accompanied by a loud and clear announcement, Gary—who was wearing orange armor—strode surrounded by a crowd.
Everyone looked at him in unison.
“Long live the chief! Long live the chief!”
The ambiance became boisterous with the orcs’ cheers.
All the nobles in the Falk Tribe stood up to welcome the arrival of Gary.
Even many tribal representatives at the main table stood up to welcome him.
Gary waved his hands to the Falk Tribe’s people first before he smiled at all the chiefs and representatives. “Thank you all for coming to my conferring ceremony. Your friendship will be remembered by the Falk Tribe.”
“Chief Gary looks very energetic in this Flerken armor today,” Auster smilingly said to Gary.
“Chief Auster’s golden armor is even more dazzling. Those who have no idea may think that you are the one who is getting conferred today,” Gary also replied to Auster smilingly.
Their gazes collided in midair with a hint of explosiveness.
All the orc chiefs and representatives looked at this scene with interest. The Falk Tribe and the Aug Tribe always had a trying relationship. During Isaiah’s times, their relationship was even very tense due to their different stances on diplomatic policies.
However, apparently the Aug Tribe seemed to be behind Gary’s stealing the throne and killing the king.
Auster’s coming to the conferring ceremony, too, had caused many reveries.
If Gary was indeed supported in taking the throne by the Aug Tribe, then the balance in the Twilight Forest would be completely broken. The number one and the number two tribes would be able to decide the orcs’ diplomatic stance.
This was also what all the chiefs and representatives desperately wanted to know.
However, judging from the hostility between them, the matter most probably wasn’t as rumored. Gary didn’t turn into Auster’s loyal supporter, and this made many medium and small tribes heave a breath of relief.
Auster chuckled at Gary. “Today’s main character is definitely you, Chief Gary. The Falk Tribe is the second-largest orc tribe, and it will be ruled by you after today. To the Falk Tribe, to the Twilight Forest, and to the entire orc tribe, this is a very important moment.”
Gary also hid his hostility and chuckled. “The Falk Tribe is definitely not going to let down the other tribes’ expectations. We will make the orc species better together with the Aug Tribe.”
The ambiance seemed to be much more cordial. The cheers and claps that had stopped for a while sounded again.
“Let the banquet begin,” Gary instructed the captain at the side, and then took his seat next to Auster.
“Our esteemed guests have come a long way here. According to our Falk Tribe’s customs, we will have the banquet before starting the conferring ceremony!” The captain went forward, and loudly said, “Start the banquet!”
“Start the banquet…!”
The orders were passed down, and soon palace maids wearing the same uniforms came out with trays.
“Is the Falk Tribe’s main kitchen still doing the same old dishes?” the Blue Sky Tribe chief asked with a chuckle.
Many chiefs and representatives who came to the Falk Tribe for its banquet before also smiled after hearing that.
“In order to treat our esteemed guests, the chief specially invited a chef from Chaos City to take charge of the main table,” the captain answered in a matter-of-fact tone.
“Oh, really?” The chief of the Blue Sky Tribe was surprised, and then swiftly said with anticipation, “Then, I would like to see what the food made by the chef from Chaos City tastes like.”