"Woodleigh, are you talking about the Carlo Tribe?!" Montrey clenched his teeth and said, "I kindly invited them to join our plan initially, but they firmly refused and caused us no small amount of trouble. Now they want to use the methods they use on mortals against us? No way. They think we're mortals, that we would just swallow our anger and let them extort and plunder at will? They are dreaming!"
"It's probably not just the Carlo Tribe. I suspect that both the Sanwa Tribe and the Carter Tribe have been roped in too. They are still in a hostile state with the Iberians in the east, unable to obtain enough food and supplies. With this year being another disastrous year, they simply can't hold out any longer. I reckon after a period of time, there will be more such incidents. We need to seriously consider our next move." Woodleigh's gaunt cheeks trembled with the strain of hard mental conflict.
