The chief of the squid tribe looked at the letter in his hand, feeling extremely conflicted.
The squid people he ruled were just a small tribe with a population of only a few hundred people, and their strongest member was just him, the phantom beast knight.
He knew something about the Kul people. They were brutal, bloodthirsty and warlike by nature. The letter written by Lord Vashj was indeed not an exaggeration.
But the problem is that with the strength of the squid people, they will probably be cannon fodder on the battlefield.
Therefore, the chief of the squid tribe did not want to get involved in this mess.
He just wanted to live a peaceful life with his people. At worst, he would surrender to the victor after the war.
But he couldn't say it directly, and the Naga envoy was still waiting for his reply. He couldn't just refuse directly.
I really can't afford to offend anyone...
The squid tribe leader sighed and felt a little pain in his forehead.
"Don't worry, Naga envoy. I strongly support Her Excellency Vashj's decision. However, our Squid race is too weak, so we might as well try a different approach..."
His meaning is simple.
Lose money to avoid disaster!
It is well known that the Naga tribe is short of food, so the chief of the Squid tribe plans to donate a batch of food as his "sincerity".
Upon hearing this, the Naga envoy was also moved by the Squid people's suggestion.
After all, their tribe was indeed short of food, and she had already investigated the strength of the squid people.
To be honest, the word "country chickens and clay dogs" is the most appropriate to describe them.
This group of weak guys would be useless even if they were sent to the battlefield. It would be better to let them be responsible for transporting food, so that they can be put to good use.
"Okay, then you Squidmen will be responsible for transporting the food. What happens on the front battlefield has nothing to do with you."
Upon hearing this, the Squid Clan leader reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief.
Although things did not develop as expected, being able to avoid the vortex of war between two powerful races as much as possible is already a good result.
"Don't worry, Your Excellency. The Squid will definitely fulfill their duties."
Similar scenes were played out in various places in the central waters of the blue sea.
Some races struggled for a long time but could only be conscripted helplessly, while most of the stronger races also succumbed to the power of the Naga.
After all, the Naga tribe is still one of the three major rulers of the sea tribe. Even if it has fallen, its strength can still rank among the top three.
"Hasn't all the grain been collected yet?"
Vashj looked at the food currently stored in the tribe and found that the amount was far from what she had imagined.
"Your Excellency the High Priest, we have already levied taxes on all the tribes in the central region of the Azure Sea. This is the limit of what we can levy."
With the weakening of ocean consciousness, not only are sea dragons dying out, but even the resources on the seabed are further decreasing.
In ancient times, seaweed was used as food for slaves.
But now, the noble Naga clan can hardly even eat seaweed.
This strong sense of disappointment once again swept through Vashj's heart.
She gritted her teeth. She had already gathered all the food she could collect. The remaining gap would probably have to be filled by her so-called "ally".
What was Kroeber doing at this moment?
At this time, he had returned to Amethyst Island from the southeastern waters of the Blue Sea.
He is planning to expand his territory to the southeastern waters and is currently researching a method to enable ships to sail on the ocean.
Unfortunately, time travelers are not omnipotent.
So he failed.
Kroeber had no knowledge about ships in his mind. At most, he knew the basics like adding a few more sails.
So he had no choice but to use magical spells to help himself achieve this goal.
As a great magician, Ronald's wide range of knowledge and profound wisdom made him Krober's first choice for consultation.
So at this time he was called out from the magic tower by Krober and asked about the plan for improving the ship.
"My Lord, the reason why ships are currently unable to sail on the ocean is firstly because the materials of the ships themselves cannot withstand the load.
Ordinary wood must be maintained with oil after a short sailing period, otherwise it is likely to be corroded by seawater."
"I suggest applying sea beast oil to the bottom of the ship. This will make it much more corrosion-resistant."
Ronald did not disappoint Krober's trust and mentioned the key point in the first point.
Currently, cooking oil is used for ship maintenance throughout the world.
For example, soybean oil, olive oil, etc.
This oil is fine for cooking, but it is not enough for maintaining ships.
The oil film formed by cooking oil cannot prevent corrosion from seawater for a long time, so in order to extend the service life of the ship, merchants will only engage in near-shore trade.
"I understand the grease thing, any other suggestions?"
Krober nodded and said that he would arrange the oil matter as soon as possible, if for no other reason than for the sake of his two fleets.
"If Your Excellency wants to solve the problem at the source, why not start with the wood of the main body of the ship?"
After Ronald's reminder, Krober remembered that there was an oak elf worm in his insect room.
The oak tree produced by this oak elf worm itself contains a weak magical power. Although it cannot be compared with the trees produced in the Jade Valley, its hardness and corrosion resistance are definitely stronger than ordinary trees.
However, the number of oak elf insects that can be produced is too small to support the operation of the shipyard.
He also had to find a few tree-shaped elves.
While he and Ronald were discussing improvements to the ship, Yan, the steward of Rose Castle, was hurried to the study.
"My lord, something bad has happened!"
Yan hurriedly opened the door, holding a letter with an anxious look on his face, and handed it to Krober.
"I've told you many times, Yan, you need to stay calm when encountering things. It's not a good idea to rush around like that."
Kroeber picked up the envelope, opened it and read it carefully.
Soon, he finished reading the letter, folded it and placed it on the table.
"Master Ronald, please write a plan for ship improvements. Once I confirm there are no problems, I'll have the shipyard begin large-scale production."
Ronald nodded, he knew that his lord was going to chase people away.
This was a good thing for him, as the magician community never got involved in politics.
The mission of magicians is to pave the way forward for mankind.
It's better for them not to touch things like politics.
Academics need to remain pure.
This is also the point that Ronald most recognizes and appreciates about Krober.
This young lord is not only powerful, but also wise and philosophical.
The fact that they both share the same academic ideas is a strong proof of this.
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