Urich looked at the sick warriors from a distance. They would not be able to join the expedition.1

“There are about five hundred of them,” Georg said after calculating the number of sick warriors.0

“If they’re lucky, they’ll be able to return safely.”0

The disease was severe. Some warriors managed to recover after three days, but there were also many who languished and died. In any case, the alliance couldn't continue dragging the sick with them.0

No warriors opposed Urich's decision. In tribal society, the weak were left behind. That was the natural way of things. In dire situations, the elderly and disabled voluntarily left the tribe.0

Katagi, who had finished the march preparations, reported to Urich. After his report, Katagi added a few words.0

“Urich, we need to keep an eye on Six-Fingered. He’s spreading dissent against you, the Great Chief.”0

“Should I just kill him?” Urich said as he chuckled.0

“That would cause an uproar. Whatever the case is, he is still the priest of the alliance.”0

Katagi shrugged. Urich did not have the same level of control over the alliance as Samikan.0

‘It would be hard to replace Six-Fingered with another shaman like Samikan had planned to.’0

Samikan knew the key figures of the alliance intimately and understood their conflicts and connections. He...0