Along the way, she saw many frowning clansmen walking back and forth with luggage on their backs. Obviously, they were sad and reluctant to leave the Stone Castle.
Once they fell to the third rank, not only would their assigned rooms be much smaller, some of them would even have to move to the outer street camp area. Although it was still within the territory of Iron Sand City, living there was obviously not as convenient as in the core area.
After all, the limited territories around the oasis and the lake were all occupied by the Stone Castles of the big clans.
Lorgar memorized the expressions of these people one by one.
When she arrived at the door of her father's bedchamber, the guard immediately showed an irrepressible joy when he saw her. "Your Highness, your injury... is really healed!"
"Yes, I'm as good as before." Lorgar smiled. "Is Father in the room?"
"The chief has always been there, but..." The guard was a little hesitant. "There are other people in the room."
She didn't need to ask who those people were. She had already guessed a thing or two.
Through the door, she could clearly hear the argument inside.
"Didn't we agree to leave in three days? Why hasn't the main castle been vacated until today? "Someone shouted." Do you want to violate the oath of the Three Gods? "
"Watch your attitude, Kabucha!" The one who replied seemed to be her eldest brother Rohan. "Since you've annexed the Black River clan, you should first ask them to give up their territory so that we can move in. Now the Stone Castle is still covered with mourning cloth. Do you want us to move in now? "
"You can send your men to tear it apart. The chief only wants to see the result, not to hear your explanation!"
"You —!"
"Oh, since you've admitted defeat in the holy duel, don't put on your high and mighty face. Your chief hasn't said anything yet. Who do you think you are? Get out of the way. "
"That's right. If you don't agree, we can fight again!" The others echoed.
"Shing —"
Then came the sound of swords being unsheathed.
The guard also drew his weapon and was about to go in to help, but was stopped by Lorgar.
"Leave it to me."
"But..." The guard's lower lip squirmed. Finally, he lowered his head under her unquestionable gaze and swallowed the rest of his words. "I understand, Your Highness."
Lorgar pushed the door open and walked into the room with a sullen face.
The few warriors of the Wildwave Clan stood fearlessly with their arms crossed. They didn't care about the shiny tip of the blade on their necks. They were obviously sure that Kuang Yan wouldn't dare to make a move.
In fact, whether it was Rohan or his father's guards, they only dared to point their weapons at each other's vital points. As a result, Wildflame was at a disadvantage in terms of momentum.
Guelz Burnflame sat behind a square table. The fire reflected in his eyes was dark and uncertain. The atmosphere was extremely quiet.
"Put your things away."
Her voice broke the tense atmosphere of confrontation.
Guelz immediately smiled. "You're finally awake."
"Third Sister, you … this … no, I mean … this is great!" Rohan's eyes widened in disbelief as he watched her walk towards the crowd. His words were somewhat incoherent. It was hard to tell from his expression whether he was surprised or pleasantly surprised.
Lorgar suddenly understood something. It seemed that her father had not completely revealed the news of the Goddess of the North. Except for those who took care of her and her father's guards, most people were probably still in the dark.
Even Rohan was so surprised, not to mention the warriors of the Wildwave Clan.
"Ro, Lorgar? Didn't you … get seriously injured in the holy duel? "
"That's impossible! I clearly saw her legs being crushed into a pile of mud when she was dragged off the platform! "
"What's that … wolf ears and tail?"
"She's a monster!"
She walked step by step to the side of the Wildwave Warrior, who was obviously not as calm as before. "No matter what, Kuang Yan has already admitted defeat to the Wildwave Clan on the Burning Platform. This is the result witnessed by the Three Gods! Even if you want to challenge again, you'll have to wait for six months! "
In order to avoid deliberately admitting defeat and preserve their strength, those who surrendered were not allowed to challenge the winner within six months. This was a rule recognized by all the Sand Nation people.
"We will abide by this result, just like we believe in the Three Gods." Lorgar's reply made the warriors slightly relieved. However, before they could completely relax, the second half of her sentence made the atmosphere tense again. "So … who's Kabucha?"
"I am!" The leader of the Wildwave Warriors braced himself and took a step forward. "Why? Since you abide by the result of the duel, you should move out as soon as possible. You're no longer the leader of the clan. Do you still want to occupy this stone castle?"
What answered him was a straight punch to the face.
Although Kabucha was also a good fighter, he was still defenseless in the face of the wolf's claws that had suddenly enlarged. His whole body was sent flying, directly smashing through the door of the bedchamber, and fell outside like a piece of rag.
"You —" The others glared at him, but no one dared to rush forward.
"Even if the Wildflame clan is reduced to the third clan, the dignity of the chief is not something you can offend. Moreover, this is the hinterland of the clan. Who allowed you to be so presumptuous?" Lorgar shouted. "This punch is just a lesson. Get out of here!"
The moment she stepped into the room, the situation had been reversed. The Wildwave's previous provocation was based on the great increase in strength after annexing Blackwater. Whether it was a holy duel or a private contest, they were confident that they could defeat the Wildflame clan. However, when the third princess of the Wildflame clan appeared in front of them in good condition, this confidence was gone. Even if the other party could not initiate a holy duel within six months, the loss caused by a giant desert wolf from time to time to harass the Wildwave clan was unacceptable.
After all, they were the ones who offended them first.
For the Sand Nation people, revenge was equally sacred.
The Wildwave Warriors supported Kabucha, whose face was covered in blood, and left without saying a word.
"Father, since Third Sister is safe and sound, we can return to this stone castle in six months, right?" Rohan clenched his fists excitedly. "Or you can negotiate with the chief of the Wildwave clan. Maybe you don't even have to move. Anyway, there's no chance of winning. He should do you a favor!"
The other guards were also excited. "Yes, the prince is right."
"I'll go and ask everyone to stop."
"Also, don't forget to drive out the Wildwave clan members who are staying in the stone castle."
"Also, ask them to move the things they brought with them!"
Everyone was talking at once.
Guelz Burnfire coughed twice and looked at his daughter. "What do you think?"
The room suddenly became much quieter. Everyone was waiting for the third princess's answer. Rohan bit his lips lightly, and there was a touch of sadness in his eyes.
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