Lubo seemed to think for a moment. “Alright.”

“Do you understand my intentions?” asked Tatar.

“Of course. As long as it can restore the trust between us. You will eventually see me paying the highest price for it.”

Tatar did not really care that much even if Lubo did not end up getting the silk, but he did not tell Lubo.

Lubo took Tatar’s warriors and went around the archipelago to tell the others that the Lizardmen had come, and the next day, the Astacidea tribal chiefs gathered on Lubo’s island. The tribal chiefs, as well as the errand boys who came as aides, murmured among themselves when they saw Tatar and his warriors.

“Are they the dragon’s descendants?”

“As expected, they look strong. Look at those shining black scales.”

“The silk clothing is more eye-catching to me.”

“Look at their sword. It’s a completely different color than our metal.”

“When will they show us their lightning?”

“It would be better if we didn’t see it.”

“Why?”

“Beacuse none has survived after witnessing it…”

Tatar wanted to ask who had seen that happen and spread word of it, but that would open up a whole can of worms. In the end, he chose to stay silent.

Once everyone was gathered, Lubo said, “All tribal...