A moment later, the 'Cold Tree' appeared in the reception room set up in one of the castles, accompanied by the 'Wounded Arrow' and people from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
"It's been a while."
"nice to see you."
The Tuscarora and Croatan tribesmen rose from their seats and greeted us first. 'Cold Tree' greeted 'Between Spring and Summer', the Tuscarora tribe chieftain he had met before.
'You've lost weight and look very haggard.'
You could immediately sense how hard it was for him because of the Cherokee slave hunts. The chieftain of the Croatan tribe, whom I had just met, was no different.
"I'm sorry for coming so suddenly."
"No. Please sit down."
After exchanging brief introductions, the 'cold tree' nodded to the white chief who was waiting at the entrance.
"Bring some alcohol, fruit, and something to chew on."
"Yes, Mr. Cheon In-jang!"
At the mention of alcohol, the faces of the Tuscarora tribesmen and the 'between spring and summer' lit up.
"It's been a long time since I've had such a precious drink."
"It wouldn't be a bad idea to soothe your stuffy feelings with alcohol."
The Croatan tribesmen also had eyes filled with anticipation, as if they had heard rumors about the alcohol. At that moment, the door opened again and the 'Sun of the Sky' warriors came in as if they had prepared in advance, placing various snacks along with fruits on a long table.
"Let's have a quick bite to eat and chat."
The negotiations began in a good atmosphere, with 'Cold Tree' treating the guests well. No, it was more like complaining than negotiating.
The Tuscararo chieftain, "Between Spring and Summer," spat out a spit and hurled a savage slap at the Cherokee.
"Are they really people? How can they use people as slaves? Whenever they get a chance, they raid villages and take away our good tribesmen."
Every now and then, the Croatan chieftain would chime in and taunt the Cherokee tribe.
"These guys are going to fall into shit!"
"You dirty bastards!"
For a while, the 'Cold Tree' listened to their stories and faithfully carried out the orders from his superiors sent through the Intelligence and Inspection Department.
At that moment, 'Between Spring and Summer', with a red face, slammed the table hard to express her anger.
Kwaaaaang!
As the interview room fell into a long silence, 'Between Spring and Summer' immediately apologized, perhaps realizing it was a mistake.
"I got excited without realizing it. I'm sorry."
"it's okay."
The 'cold tree' nodded quietly as if to say that it could be so.
"Thank you for understanding. Let's see why we wanted to visit the 'Sun in the Sky'."
While 'Between Spring and Summer' was hesitating, the chief of the Croatan tribe, who had been watching from the side, stepped forward, feeling frustrated.
"I want to ask you one thing. Did the 'Sun of the Sky' really win the war against the three alliances?"
"Yes. That was it. The Iroquois Confederacy, the Abnaki Confederacy, the last Illizui Confederacy?"
"Why are you like that today? It's the Illinois Federation, not the Illinois Juice Federation."
"Oh, that's right. The Illinois League."
Despite the rebuke of the chieftain of the Croatan tribe, 'Between Spring and Summer' I asked the same question again.
"They say you won the war against the three alliances. Is that true?"
'Cold Tree' nodded slowly, recalling the instructions from his superiors.
"Yes. The Abnaki and Iroquois Confederacy have already surrendered, and the Illinois Confederacy has almost been conquered."
"That's really amazing."
"The rumors that spread through the village were true."
The two chieftains of the tribes, who had been exclaiming in surprise, looked at each other's faces and exchanged glances. Then, 'Between Spring and Summer' straightened his posture and asked.
"What must our two tribes do to enter the 'Sun of Heaven'?"
As expected, it was as expected. The 'cold tree' turned his head and pointed to the people at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs who were occupying one seat.
"These two will explain in detail."
After a while, when the Ministry of Foreign Affairs officials finished explaining, the two chieftains responded very positively.
But this time, I was very careful.
"If you enter the sun in the sky, will you save our people who have been captured by the Cherokee tribe?"
The 'Cold Tree' responded calmly and without hesitation to the words of the chief of the Croatan tribe.
"His Majesty the Emperor does not want the people of the 'Sun in the Sky' to live as slaves. Although the Cherokee tribe is on friendly terms now, His Majesty the Emperor will definitely save the people of the 'Sun in the Sky' through negotiations or war."
"...."
The chiefs of the two tribes, sensing that the attitude of the 'Cold Tree' was sincere and not false, vied with each other to make a request.
"Please save our poor Croatan tribesmen."
"I will enter the sun of the sky, so that I may end the slavery of our Tuscarora people."
'Cold Tree' said, adding strength to his voice.
"His Majesty the Emperor will definitely grant the chiefs' request."
* * *
The 'Pond' village of the Shawnee tribe, 'Sun of the Sky'. The night before, the Miami tribe decided to enter the 'Sun in the Sky'.
However, there were procedures involved and the agreement had to be put into writing, so the Buffalo Skins and Miami tribesmen decided to stay in the village for a few more days until the Foreign Ministry officials arrived.
I would have liked to take care of them myself until an agreement was reached, but the war with the Abnaki League is not over yet, so I decided to wait until next time.
'The ranch was over there.'
Normally, I would have to take the SS warriors to the next village this morning. However, out of consideration for the SS warriors who had suffered for several days without sleep on the buffalo, they decided to leave in the afternoon.
Of course, we plan to shorten the movement time by activating the reset 'Battlefield Command'.
"There it is."
As we passed the outer wall, a wide ranch appeared in the distance. I wanted to enjoy nature, get some fresh air, and have some time to myself to organize things, so my steps towards the ranch became faster.
After a while, I arrived at the ranch and took a leisurely look around. The fence of the ranch seemed endless, as if there was still land left.
The area was divided into several districts, with a clear distinction between wild and tamed buffalo. And from the morning the buffalo herders were moving busily.
A buffalo herder cleaning up the buffalo dung from the previous day. A buffalo herder trying to move his domesticated buffalo to another area to allow them to eat fresh grass to their heart's content.
A buffalo herder trying to put a nose ring on the nose of a calf that has become accustomed to human touch, etc. In another area, some buffalo herders were bravely riding on the backs of wild buffalos and trying to tame them somehow.
"Why are you being so violent?"
"Just give up."
"Listen to me!"
As I was walking around the ranch fence, I came across a buffalo herder cleaning up buffalo dung.
"Your Majesty the Emperor!"
The buffalo herder seemed so surprised that he didn't know what to say and just kept his lips moving while holding the cart's handle.
"Are you trying to dry your shit?"
"Oh, yes. I was just moving buffalo dung to use as firewood, just as Your Majesty the Emperor instructed me."
I personally demonstrated and taught people that buffalo dung can be an excellent fuel.
Phew!
"You must be working hard. Thank you for your hard work."
"Yes, Your Majesty the Emperor!"
Leaving the buffalo herd behind, which still had a bewildered expression, I walked towards the village with a much more relaxed mind, having somewhat organized my plans and schedule.
"If we want to set out on time in the afternoon, we'll have to hurry."
* * *
A village of the Malishit tribe, downstream of the beautiful river (St. John River). At the point where the sea and the river meet, the sun was setting beautifully on the distant horizon.
However, the Malishit tribesmen all had sad expressions on their faces as they watched the sunset, as if the fate of their tribe was coming to an end.
"Gather in the square!"
"The village warriors, put down your weapons!"
"Follow our orders obediently and do not harm anyone!"
I was going around and cleaning up the Malishit tribe villages that had been occupied by the 'Sun of the Sky' warriors.
They went into each birch bark-covered hut to check if there were any Malishit tribesmen hiding there.
"It's not here."
"There is none in this shack either."
"Come out, I won't harm you!"
Sometimes a Malishit woman wearing a cone-shaped hat would come out carrying a newborn baby, or an entire family would break down their hut, make a small hole, and escape.
However, he was eventually captured by three hundred 'Sun of the Sky' warriors who had completely taken control of the entire village.
"Follow me!"
"If you run away again, I'll kill you on the spot!"
As the entire village was in chaos, the 'brave wolf' who had been in charge of this last operation appeared.
"Call the chief of this village!"
"Yes, sir!"
In the town square, the Malishit chieftain with his faded leather headband was led out by the warriors of the 'Sun of the Sky'.
"Your chief has surrendered to our 'Sun of the Sky.' From now on, this village and the surrounding lands are the territory of the Sun of the Sky. Do you agree?"
The chieftain of the Malishit tribe answered with sobs that were unusual for an old man, as if he was very sad that the land that had been passed down to his ancestors was being handed over to another tribe.
"yes."
After a while, the 'Brave Wolf', who had completely conquered the tribes of the Abnaki Confederation, stood before the 'Sun of the Sky' warriors with a greatly excited expression.
"This is the end of the war. This war will be remembered for generations to come. Warriors! Shout the victory shout!"
Waaa ...
The 'Sun in the Sky' warriors waved their weapons and shouted as if the world was going to fall apart.
* * *
West of Lake Erie, lush forest. With the 'Battlefield Command' buff, I and my three thousand Royal Guard warriors ran in one breath and moved right to the very edge of the Iroquois Confederacy territory.
We stopped by Iri Tribal Village here and there to rest and resupply. In addition, he showed off his 'healing' ability, which resets after a day anyway, by treating the sick whenever he visited the village, thus demonstrating his 'healing power'.
As a result, the public sentiment towards the 'sun of the sky' among the Iri tribe people rose to the point of piercing the heavens.
Plus, loyalty and respect for me. And now.
'Resource Scan!'
He led three thousand bodyguard warriors from the front and activated 'Resource Scan' from time to time.
[Tiring!]
[Iron ore discovered.]
'This is driving me crazy.'
There are three iron ore deposits discovered in the territory of the Iri tribe so far. There was even gold and silver. Coal was so common that it was almost impossible to run out.
I looked at the map window and saw that there was an iron ore mark marked where I was.
"It's salty."
'Clear Soul', who was running next to me, asked with a puzzled expression whether I had heard the conversation I had with myself.
"What's salty? Your Majesty the Emperor!"
For a moment, I was speechless at how to explain it, so I gave a vague answer.
"There is something like that."
"Your Majesty the Emperor! Don't be salty all by yourself. I want to be salty too. Okay?"
I am His Majesty the Emperor, and I have never seen anyone act so rudely and without any consideration.
"Do you want to go back?"
"Yes? No."
At my one word, the 'clear soul' became as quiet as a mouse.
* * *
I stopped the guard and split into two units.
"We part ways here. For the time being, I will help stabilize the internal affairs until I return."
The white general who was leading the two thousand five hundred warriors of the Imperial Guard back to the capital answered forcefully.
"Understood, Your Majesty! Everyone, be careful."
A few days ago, I received a message informing me that the Abkhazian Confederation had been conquered. It was a bit disappointing, but the war was already over, and with the amount of food being consumed, I didn't think it was necessary to bring along all three thousand soldiers of the Imperial Guard.
And as the three alliances were conquered, it was obvious that warriors would be deployed everywhere and would be busy cleaning up the aftermath of the war. At times like these, I judged that the elite warriors of the Royal Guard should take the lead and contribute greatly to stabilizing internal affairs, at least in the capital, the 'very large' city.
After a while, as the Royal Guard warriors who had returned to the capital disappeared from sight, I also gave instructions to the 'Heavy Snowstorm'.
"Go to the Iroquois Confederacy!"
"Yes, Your Majesty the Emperor!"
* * *
Wyandotte tribal village, north of Lake Ontario. In the longhouse where the entire tribe met, the chief of the Wyandot tribe looked closely at the blackened flaming arrow and asked the man lying face down on the floor opposite him.
"What should we do to obtain these fire arrows and the weapons of the gods?"
The 'Rising Flame' that had been bowing its head suddenly smiled evilly.