Divine Luck: SSS-Rank Battle Maid Harem-Chapter 459: Arlecchs

Visla’s face lit up, and she wanted to celebrate, but her face dropped almost as soon as it rose. The Woet chief nodded in understanding of her rollercoaster of her expressions.

"That’s…How has this not been noticed earlier?" She questioned with a helpless look toward the Woet chief.

"It probably has. I…take pride in myself. I may not be the best fighter the Woets have had, but I consider myself wise. Still, I can’t hold a candle to the Arlecchs. I may have gotten caught up in the spirit of war and missed it, but they didn’t." The Woet chief’s brow was furrowed deeply as he stroked the edge of his cushion.

"The Arlecchs…" Visla echoed with a low voice. "They were one of the tribes pushing for the war," she continued with a heavy expression.

The Woet chief stroked the cushion a little before saying,

"There’s more to this war than just invading the East. For now, we need to figure out what. In the meantime, I’ll do what I can to halt the raid on Soku. But it won’t be easy. I’ll talk to the other chiefs while you two…do what you can."

The Woet chief didn’t shoo them out of his tent, but it was clear he wanted to be alone with his thoughts for a while. But he still opened his mouth before they left the tent.

"The next time you want to hide his identity, try doing something about the flames in his hair. There’s no one who doesn’t know you’ve brought an Evandiel into this camp by now, Visla Maura."

"..."

Visla Maura and Zach facepalmed. How could they have missed something that obvious? They muttered a thanks for the reminder before leaving the tent. The same warrior who guided them to the chief’s tent guided them to an available lot where they could set up their own tent if they wished.

They did just that since they wanted a little privacy while discussing their future plans.

The revelations the Woet chief had bestowed them would affect their future plans. It was no longer about just convincing all the tribes that the war was a bad idea. It was about trying to resist the leading tribes’ decision to wage war even when it was not necessarily the answer.

It was a slight difference, but it was there. It was the difference between waging war because they thought it was the solution and waging war when they knew it wasn’t the only solution but still doing it.

But first things first…

"You reacted when that warrior mentioned the Ice Witch. Do you know her?" Visla asked.

Zach nodded slowly.

"I’m pretty sure she’s one of my friends. Another summoner. It could be a coincidence that they use ice. But she was pretty good at making her ice last, which would explain why the warriors around the campfire still haven’t thawed."

Visla’s eyes widened slightly and lit up with hope.

"If she’s one of your friends…!"

"I’ll need to talk to her first to make sure, but she is pretty influential, so getting them to agree to a peaceful resolution should be possible."

Visla nodded before glancing at Zach’s orange hair. Stay tuned to novelbuddy

"No time to waste, right?" She asked.

"No time to waste," he agreed. They got up.

When they left their tent, Visla glanced around the camp.

"I’ll stay here and talk with the warriors of the Woet, Rib, Yota, and Toma tribes. I’ll hear what they have to say about the war and how willing they would be to at least pause their fighting."

"And I’ll try and approach the Ice Witch."

Visla nodded. Zach nodded. Visla hesitated.

"...You’re not going back to the Empire, right?"

"Not even if the Empire will have me. If I don’t return, I’ve most likely been captured."

"Then, don’t get captured. I’m trusting you here, Zacharia Evandiel."

"And I’m kind of trusting you here, Visla Maura."

Visla narrowed her eyes before turning around and heading toward the clump of frostbitten barbarian warriors.

Zach looked at Nora.

"You know how to find Soku from here, right?"

"Of course, Young Master." Nora didn’t bother mentioning that it would be easy since the barbarians would have left plenty of tracks moving to and from the city. They just needed to follow them while waving a white piece of cloth.

Zach tried to leave the camp with his familiars, but the Woet chief hadn’t lied when he said everyone int he camp knew his family by now. The guards stood in his way and refused to budge when he said he would return in at most a day.

Zach considered causing ruckus or finding Visla when a young man jogged up to them.

"It’s fine, it’s fine. He’s with me," he said simply. The guarding warriors glanced at each other before stepping aside and letting Zach, his familiars, and the young, tall, muscular warrior through.

Zach raised an eyebrow as he glanced at the young man, who reached out with a hand.

"I’m Biu. The chief sent me since he expected something like this."

Zach shook his hand.

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"Zach. So, are you just letting me out or following me."

"The chief wanted me to follow you if that’s okay? Just to make sure you get past the scouts and such."

Zach nodded.

"That works."

It wasn’t like Zach was doing something that needed to be kept secret from the Woet chief. He was just meeting with the Ice Witch hopefully. It would be good if the Woet chief was up to speed with the peace talks without them needing to inform him separately. It wasn’t like they were reporting to him or anything, after all.

With Biu accompanying them, Nora and the other maids capable of following the tracks without getting lost didn’t need to lead the way. Biu took the quickest and most efficient route toward Soku. He had made the trip a couple of times, so he was familiar with it. He was so familiar with it that he could try and make small talk while leading Zach and his familiars.