My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2530 -844: The Wise Wolf’s Persuasion · Old Xinger’s Choice (Part 2)

The situation on the Transylvania battlefield is still in a stalemate, but on the western front, the Wolf People’s advantage has undoubtedly reached its peak.

In such circumstances where the Wolf People have completely taken the upper hand, trying to persuade the cunning Old Xinger to switch to the Wise Wolf Faction is indeed difficult.

“After all, eighty years have passed. Once Xinger swore loyalty to my king, but now it may have other thoughts. It is now esteemed as the Clan Leader of the five Elder Clans, wielding power unimaginable during Lord Felix’s era.”

Old Senke expressed his concerns to Hog, explaining:

“Actually, my relationship with Xinger is not close. The Wolf People are like this; apart from that life-saving grace, there’s no deep friendship between us. Persuading it on these grounds is basically unlikely.”

“If personal connections can’t succeed, then present facts and logic!”

Guiding itself with the Wise Wolf’s armament, Hog easily kept pace with Senke’s Throne Wolf, even as the heavy machinery silently moved, only making faint sounds. It said hoarsely:

“Chief Xinger, like you, has experienced the glorious era of the King of Bone Biting. Although it was a mere small fry then, it has witnessed truly great events. Having seen the mighty sun, how could it be attracted to the ridiculous phosphorescence now?

Xinger knows what true strength is!

Having followed a true great person, I am sure it disdains the Wolf People’s current mess, especially under the leadership of the Master of Hunting, which will inevitably lead to decadence in the future.

If it harbors any dissatisfaction with the future, it means our negotiation tonight is likely to be successful.

After all, we don’t need the Whip-tail Clan to sacrifice much for the creator’s grand cause; we just need it to remain neutral in the chaotic times ahead…”

“Neutral? Humph, if it truly dares to remain neutral, that means betrayal! My grandson Mok may be useless, but over three hundred thousand warriors of the Broken Tooth Clan are ready to invade the territory of the Whip-tail Clan and seize that fertile land.

The era of Broken Tooth’s isolation is over, and my people are yearning for a prosperous life.

We need not beg Xinger for help. War is also an option! Besides, this may even align better with our Wolf People’s way of doing things.”

Old Senke said sharply:

“If that bastard dares to choose cowardly neutrality before the king’s final grand cause, then please do not have mercy, Wise Wolf. Kill it swiftly, lest it continues to disgrace Lord Felix in circles.

It was also once a servant to the King of Bone Biting!

It should hold more responsibility toward our tribe and civilization than ordinary Wolf People.”

“Hmm, I will consider your suggestion.”

Hog nodded.

But inwardly, it was actually dismissive.

Old Senke’s loyalty to the King of Bone Biting was certainly commendable, but the problem was it was a hundred years old affair, and to be frank, it’s all outdated history now. In this era, those who still remember the glorious past are only it and Xinger.

No matter how hard these two old folks try to bring back the old times, it’s futile.

However, for a Wolf Person like Old Senke, looking back at the past may be far happier than looking forward to the future.

After all, in past times, it had reliable subordinates to trust and a monarch to swear loyalty to. That golden era calls to it, inviting its once youthful self to participate in the grand cause of conquering the world.

But the future?

The future is chaotic and unclear for it.

Most importantly, no matter how unwilling Old Senke is to admit it, the next era, whether prosperous or desolate, will have nothing to do with the King of Bone Biting whom it reveres.

Every glance Hog casts at Old Senke seems to glimpse its own self decades later.

If its current endeavor following Sir Murphy fails, then Old Senke’s present will be its tomorrow.

This obstinate posture of living in the past makes the Wise Wolf feel fear, hence it reaffirms its resolve once again, determined to complete its mission and pave a path starkly different from the King of Bone Biting.

Though a tragic end might be gloriously recorded in history and praised by future generations, ensuring fame through written victory, Hog desires more a victory authored by its own hands.

Ten minutes later, they arrived at the designated meeting spot. The Werewolf Players scattered around for vigilance while Hog and Old Senke stood below this hidden hillside, patiently waiting for tonight’s guest to arrive.

Old Xinger did not disappoint them.

Just as midnight was about to arrive, the Head Lion Beast at the outermost guard signaled that the Whip-tail Clan’s envoy had arrived, and they had not come with an army but with only three visitors.

As they were brought before Hog and Senke, the Old Wolf Man immediately recognized Xinger, guarded by two fully armed Whip-tail warriors.

This guy truly has guts!

Faced with the invitation from an old brother, it chose to come alone.

It seems, regardless of the decision Old Xinger makes tonight, it does not wish this meeting to be known by other Wolf People.

“Amir, Coulk! Aren’t you going to greet your elders?”

Old Xinger, riding a red Throne Wolf, scolded the two tall Wolf People by its side as it reached a spot ten steps away from Old Senke.