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Having returned from the expedition, a grand festival was held at the campsite of the alliance. Warriors shared the spoils of their raid, boisterously eating and drinking. The night was even more lively than the day.
"Belrua, come have a drink. What are you so busy with?"
Urich called out to Belrua as she passed by while he was drinking with the warriors. There weren’t many who had the authority to offer a drink to Belrua of the Red Sand.
"Shut up," Belrua responded harshly. Urich frowned.
"You’re so aggressive on such a good day."
"Must be nice, Urich the Son of the Earth," she snapped back.
Hearing this, Urich shut his mouth.
'The Red Sand Tribe must be pretty unhappy with how the situation is unfolding.'
Blue Mist and Stone Axe had gained quite a lot through the western expedition. Especially, Samikan and Urich, attained divinity, standing distinctly higher than other chiefs. However, Red Sand did not secure such benefits.
‘Samikan and I are still equals, but Belrua has become someone who is technically beneath us.'
Urich felt sympathy for Belrua, but it didn't bother him much. He too was merely caught in the political currents.
"I don't have the luxury to sit and gossip...
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