Prime Originator

"Whether it is arrogant confidence or foolhardiness, we will know once we confront them. Come, let us see what these Battle Masters will do," the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman spoke.

"Hah, even if it is the Black Warbear Tribe, I would not be afraid of them. Our Seven Tribes Alliance isn't pushovers," Chief Brightstar chimed.

"Damn straight," Chief Blackdragon spat.

The tribes in the alliance may have their differences, but when facing outside threats, they are very united.

Nevertheless, Leon could not help but frown. 

"Something is not right. The Black Warbear Tribe is, after all, one of the four reigning tribes of the central region. They shouldn't be stupid enough to challenge the Darkmoon Tribe without any Battle Kings," Leon said. 

"Young Master Leonhardt speaks reason," Chief Nightraven furrowed his brows and said solemnly, "That was careless of us. Based on an incomplete report, we nearly underestimated the enemy. They are, after all, the Black Warbear Tribe." 

"Right, there's a chance that they have Battle Kings hidden in their ranks," Chief Valencia nodded gravely and said, "It might be a rare occasion for us to be gathered, but it shouldn't be a reason for us to become complacent." 

"It's good that we realized early. If we just meet the Black Warbear Tribe's warriors without any preparation, we will be at a disadvantage.

Several warriors smiled wryly. 

They truly felt like they were invincible when the Seven Tribes Alliance is gathered together. The combined might of seven tribes was even superior to the reigning tribes.

Meanwhile, Leon fell silent in quiet contemplation and did not make any comments, eventually drawing several gazes onto his inconspicuous self after Duna yawned beside him. 

The yip-yaps of the people gathered made her bored.

Her disinterested expression caught several glances at first, but no one spoke up as no one dared to antagonize the wielder of Destruction Law.

"Is there another problem, Young Master Leonhardt?" Chief Valencia asked. 

"No, it's just that everything we say as we sit here is all mere speculation. If only we can have more detailed information on the enemy's intention," Leon shook his head before saying, "Battle Kings hiding among their ranks is one possibility. Another possibility is that they are coming for me." 

The surrounding chiefs were stunned by his words. 

"Why would they come for…" Chief Valencia slowly paused in realization. 

"If the Black Warbear Tribe knows we are aware of their plans, then there's a chance that they also know about me," Leon stated before adding, "And if that is the case, it means there was an information leak."

"Are you implying someone from the tribe purposely leaked information to the enemy?" Chief Valencia frowned before stating, "That's impossible. I have a tight grasp on the information that flows in and out of the tribe."

"I don't want to doubt you, but when was the last hunt?" 

"That would be five days ago."

"And who was on the hunting team that time?"

"That would be…" 

As Chief Valencia recalled the members on the last hunting team, she suddenly fell silent with a gloomy look as if arriving at some unpleasant conclusion that displeased her.

"The troublesome group, huh?" Leon muttered softly. 

Nevertheless, it was overheard by the Venerable Shaman and chiefs before the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman inquired, "What troublesome group are you talking about, Young Master Leonhardt? Is there a traitor in the Darkmoon Tribe?"

"What? A traitor?" Chief Blackdragon stood and spoke firmly, "Anyone who betrays their tribe must die a cruel death!"

"It's just a rival faction competing for Chief Valencia's position. I had some conflicts with their leaders," Leon mentioned casually before stating, "But even if the information was leaked by them, they can only be dealt with after we are done with the current problem before us." 

"After all, what I said is just a guess in the end. We can only verify the truth from the enemy before we pass judgment. Otherwise, we would be killing off potentially innocent lives." 

Despite what Leon said, he inwardly thought it would be for the best of the Darkmoon Tribe if they just uproot the Beast Tamer Faction.

Shortly after skimming over the matter, for the time being, the chiefs quickly reached an agreement to wait in the tribe for the Black Warbear Tribe's arrival rather than heading out to confront them.

At the same time, Chief Valencia sent out more scouts in hopes of gathering as much information they could on the enemy.

"Chief Valencia, you best make the preparations to wake up your Battle King Ancestors. If the enemy brought Battle Kings along, only your ancestors would be able to contend them," the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman suggested.

"Yes, Venerable Shaman."

Chief Valencia complied willingly as she was already planning for it, knowing how much threat that Battle Kings pose.

Meanwhile, Leon suddenly stood up and said, "I will return to my courtyard first to make my own preparations." 

"Alright," Chief Valencia nodded and said, "I will send someone to inform Young Master Leonhardt when the Black Warbear Tribe is about to arrive."

"Got it." 

…

Shortly after Leon departed the Stonehenge with Duna, he took out a Tier-3 Spiritual Replenishment Pill and ingested it. 

'Whatever happens, keeping my mental energy up will add a layer of protection,' Leon thought. 

Mental energy was needed to use his trump cards.

"We finally get to leave that place. All that boring talk nearly drove me insane!" Duna complained as she kicked a pebble on the ground.

Leon smiled wryly and said, "You were the one who wanted to join the meeting, and yet you are complaining about it. The talk was a necessary step to understand that everyone in the Seven Tribe Alliance is on the same page—"

"Don't be so boring, Leon. I don't need your explanations. I am already done with all that talk," Duna hushed before she suddenly hugged his arm and spat, "I'm bored. Let's fuck."

Leon nearly staggered upon hearing her straightforward demand. 

"Ahem, now is not the right time for something like…" Leon coughed with a gentlemanly pose, but seeing Duna's firm look, he suddenly changed his words, "Fuck it. You know what? Let's do it."

"We can finish quickly in the spiritual world."

Time flowed differently in there.