Chapter 765 (1/2)

Chapter 765: The Last Battle

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At midnight, a messenger came running to the tavern, panting.

“We won…..we won!” He said with a husky voice, without even drinking a drop of water, “Sir, the Osha clan has won!”

To return from the Land of Fire to the small oasis on foot it required a day, and if one could arrive on the same day if traveling by horse. It was obvious that once the fight was over he had immediately rushed back to the oasis.

The whole “Skull Cup” shook with the news.

“Ha, I knew they could win!”

“What was the course of events?”

“Tell us, how did they win?”

“No casualties as always?”

Talking and asking, everyone surrounded the messenger while at the same time the best fruit wine was delivered in front of him.

Thuram also felt relieved. After all, the stronger Osha was, the better life he would have as a member of the clan. He did not care much about the fact that it was not him who had led the clan to score such a victory in the fight. As long as he could make his clan members shed the half-dead and dead status, he would always believe that he had made a good bargain with Graycastle.

He clapped towards that clan member. “Take a breath first and then tell us the details of the fight.”

“Yes!” The messenger satisfied his thirst with some fruit win, took a deep breath and said, “The two sides didn’t fight as the Wildwave clan reached an agreement with the Osha princess and willingly gave up the second seat!”

“What?”

Everyone in the tavern remained quiet for a while and then suddenly all of them started talking so loud that the roof seemed to shake!

“The two sides didn’t fight?”

“Willingly giving up…does this count as surrender?”

“Doesn’t this mean that Osha is one step away from becoming the chief clan?”

“Winning a series of four holy duels while not killing anyone. This has never happened before!”

“I also heard of this so I came as fast as I could.”

“Haha, me too. If it wasn’t’ for this, who would want to leave the Silver Stream Oasis during the cold winter.

“Damn, it was worth coming here!”

“To the Three Gods from Osha!”

“To Lady Drow Silvermoon!”

Thulam was also stunned for a moment. But not because of Wildwave clan’s surrender—this kind of action was understandable. Saving their strength by keeping temporarily the third seat, waiting for Osha and Wildflame to both weaken through their battle and then finding the opportunity to regain second place, or maybe even becoming the chief clan. After all, they could afford to retreat, unlike Wildflame.

What surprised him was that he had suddenly come to realize, during all the chatting, what was his new master’s purpose.

They were quickly gaining popularity!