Chapter 1567 Are These Betrothal Gifts Enough?

"Heh... Give the Baijia tribe a quarter of the river area rights, provide twice as much resting area as the Baijia tribe, 200 sets of red stone hunting crossbows, half a ton of meteorite gold, and one ton of salt..."

A faint voice echoed in the big tent.

Isaiah, who was sitting on the animal bone chair, grinned, "It's very attractive, let's talk about the next conditions, don't tell me that this is your sincere and unconditional compensation. You Redstone tribe People who negotiate always like to say half and hide half, which is really not flattering."

Edgeworth stroked his beard and said with a smile on his face: "Uniformly included in the jurisdiction of the Redstone Alliance, the White Armored Tribe sequence can be confirmed as the second, and has resident fighters against the remaining 13 tribes of the Redstone Alliance." right to dispatch."

After finishing this sentence, Edgeworth glanced at the reactions of the people around him, with a determined smile in his eyes.

This condition is enough to drive countless people crazy.

Joining the Redstone Alliance and securing the second deal in an instant, the life of the entire tribe will be elevated to the top level of this grassland in an instant.

Facing the huge temptation, he did not believe that these impoverished Baijia people could refuse.

However, Isaiah was still sitting like the big horse with the golden sword, and raised his eyelids noncommittally, with scrutiny in his eyes, "If you have something to say, finish it, if you do that, I'll just ask you to get out."

Hearing this unceremonious language, an imperceptible coldness flashed in Edgeworth's eyes, but it was perfectly covered by his fake smile.

"Hahaha, Patriarch Isaiah really underestimated our sincerity this time. These are not the conditions we negotiated!"

As Edgeworth spoke confidently, more than a dozen people standing on both sides of the big tent were short of breath at the same time.

Did the Redstone tribe really come here with sincerity?

Immediately after Isaiah's indifferent expression, Edgeworth smiled and looked at the girl standing on Isaiah's left, bowed slightly, and performed the etiquette of being a messenger.

"Wise and charming goddess of the White Armor Tribe, these are only half of the betrothal gifts given by the young patriarch of our Redstone Clan, Yi Zewende, to marry you. As for the other half of the betrothal gifts..."

"Chop Suey!"

A roar suddenly came from the right side of Isaiah's body.

A berserk figure flashed out in an instant, smashing towards Elder Edgeworth in the red robe with the sound of howling wind.

However, at this moment, Kemuler, the elder of the Blackwater tribe who had been silently resting beside him, suddenly twisted his body and flashed in front of Edgeworth in an instant.

His arm wrapped in fish skin armor suddenly stabbed out like a poisonous snake.

boom!

A storm rose out of thin air in the big tent.

The ground where the two figures intersect instantly collapsed with a diameter of more than three meters.

Edgeworth stood still, with a calm face, his red cloth robe was directly stirred up by the strong wind.

Alvan's handsome and masculine face was full of fierceness at this moment.

"You bastards, how dare you miss our goddess of the Baijia clan."

"Kamule, let go of your hand. Today is the grievance between me and the Redstone Clan! Don't force me to hurt you."

"Today, I, the Black Aquarium, came to testify. If I let you take action today, then I, the Black Aquarium, the witness and guarantor, will be spurned by everyone. Moreover, I can fight Alva, the strongest hunter of the White Armor Tribe. , is my long-cherished wish, Kemmler."

The middle-aged man in the fish skin armor said with a smile.

"Alva!"

With a bang, Isaiah shouted, "Come back!"

"Patriarch!" Alva turned his head, eyes full of anger and confusion.

However, after Isaiah nodded slightly, Alva snorted coldly, and finally withdrew his fist.

Kemmler also put away his palms with a smile.

At this time, the palm that is almost twice the normal size can be seen between the opening and closing of the palm, and there are large fin-shaped webs between the fingers.

The Heishui tribe is a race that grew up in the river, possessing weird, tricky, vicious and vicious attack methods.

They made the most of the river palm vines unique to the tribe.

The huge vine armor palm protector in the palm of his hand resisted Alva's violent punch just now.

Alva gritted his teeth and walked towards Isaiah unwillingly. His sharp and handsome face looked straight at the girl.

The people of the Redstone Tribe should be damned, but they dared to think about the girl he admired.

"Next, we can talk about the other half of the betrothal gift proposed by our young patriarch Yi Zewende. A palace built entirely for the goddess will be located in the center of the Redstone tribe."

"With this relationship, the connection between the Redstone Tribe and the Baijia Tribe will be unprecedentedly close."

After finishing speaking, Edgeworth looked at Isaiah quietly, and he kept judging the state of Patriarch Baijia in his heart at this moment.

He didn't believe that poisoning those bows and crossbows would be completely ineffective.

All temptations are waiting for Isaiah to show his flaws.

Although from the beginning to the present, Isaiah's performance has been calm and impeccable.

But he was also too calm.

The scene just now should not have been done by Alva.

Isaiah's lion-like demeanor may have been unbearable in the past.

Time to add some fire.

"Don't chief Isaiah think about your people?"

"The population of the Baijia tribe..."

"Can it afford it?"

With these words uttered, the atmosphere at the scene instantly became freezing point.

Edgeworth raised his head at this moment, and after a short respectful salute, he looked at the girl with scrutiny.

On the grassland, a weak woman is simply a man's vassal, not even worth one percent of the dowry.

But her wisdom is that other women do not have.

This kind of treasure should not belong to the Baijia clan.

"Edgeworth, when you go out, I'll give you a 300-meter escape."

Isaiah stroked the huge bone ball on the seat with his palm, and spoke word by word.

"Threatening the Baijia tribe with death, do you know what you are doing? If the threat works, then our race has been extinct for hundreds of years."

"Hey, of course I know, Patriarch Isaiah." The smile on Edgeworth's face also disappeared a little bit.

Isaiah hasn't made a move yet...

Perhaps the facts he guessed are already infinitely close to the truth.

Isaiah no longer had the strength to fight.

Then comes the final test.

But at this moment, no one expected that the slender figure standing quietly beside Isaiah would suddenly move.

The girl looked back at the past calmly and firmly, and stepped out lightly.

The slender legs moved with indescribable elegance and nobility.

"Teacher Xiao Wang!"

"Miss Nunuo."

An uncontrollable low voice came from the side of the Baijia tribe.

"From the beginning to the end, it was you who explained to me the quantity and value of these betrothal gifts."

The girl's sudden words instantly emptied the original weird atmosphere in the big tent, and attracted everyone's attention.

"But why did you ask the Patriarch of the Baijia Clan instead of me when making the final decision?"

"Charming and wise goddess, now I, the elder of the Redstone tribe, Edgeworth, formally ask you, are you willing to marry our young patriarch?"

"No, elder, the question you asked is wrong." The girl stood still and reminded her softly, her voice clear and clear.

"Oh? How should I ask?"

When the girl stood up, Edgeworth felt that the situation on the field lost control a little bit in a few words.

"Shouldn't you be asking if these betrothal gifts... are enough?"

The girl said without any fluctuation in her voice.

At this moment, her aura in this verbal confrontation suddenly overwhelmed the audience.