Siris's questions left the courtyard in silence, with no one daring to interrupt him.
"The alliance needs a long time to recover before it can launch a war against the Nix. But as you can see, the Nix people have already established their foothold on this land by the Sava River. As time passes, their strength will only become stronger! The alliance has suffered disastrous defeats twice already. The next confrontation between a stronger Nix Army and a weaker alliance force has an obvious outcome. What will you do then?!" Siris's last question was a chilling warning to all present.
"Look at me. I joined the Nix Tribe and became a Reserve Tribe Member of the Nix. I've been granted 50 acres of land and have been busy farming at home these days. Because of my good performance, I've been specially tasked by the Nix Tribe to manage you. In the future, I might even become a Nix Tribe Official, just like the clan leader of our tribe!
