Starting from primitive world, building the strongest divine kingdom - Chapter 13

Chapter 13: Subvert
It is wise to prepare for the future. In the cave, Amy felt a twinge of envy. Despite being the priest of the Red River Tribe, her abilities were limited to sensing certain dangers passively.

Often, she felt more like a mere decoration, unable to offer much assistance.

On the other hand, Tia possessed combat-related powers.

Granting her a highly esteemed position within the Totem Tribe.

Upon hearing Amy’s words, Tia looked puzzled. “But am I not the tribe’s warrior? How can I possess the power of the totem?”

Rolling his eyes, Enzo replied, “Forget about it if you can’t understand. Just make good use of this power in the future and familiarize yourself with it. Also, when the members of the combat team are selected, you will train with them. This team will be the most crucial force in protecting the Crimson Star Tribe.”

Tia nodded continuously, her amber eyes brimming with confidence.

After advising Tia, Enzo turned to Amy and inquired, “What are your thoughts on the Chagga Tribe?”

Amy, with her subtle mind, roughly guessed Enzo’s intentions and replied, “If you want the Crimson Star Tribe to engulf the Chagga Tribe, the best way is to kill the Chagga Tribe’s priest. Once the priest is gone, the Chagga Tribe will surely be thrown into panic, and that’s when you can take the opportunity to recruit their people.”

Enzo nodded in agreement, finding her suggestion aligned with his own thoughts.

However, storming into the Chagga Tribe to kill their priest was as good as a suicide mission.

Unless a certain lady named Clara took action.

With that in mind, Enzo left the cave, picking up two strips of boar jerky on his way, and headed towards the cave where Clara was being held.

As he entered the cave, he found Clara attempting to break free.

However, her injuries had not fully healed, and each struggle only caused her more agony. Yet, she gritted her teeth and remained silent.

She was truly a tenacious woman.

Enzo murmured to himself as he approached Clara. Squatting down, he said, “Do me a favor, and once this is done, I can grant you freedom! I can offer you unimaginable power.”

Clara looked up at Enzo, scoffing, “Do you take me for a fool?”

Enzo didn’t get angry; instead, he smiled and said, “If you’re willing to betray the Chagga Tribe, to kill the tribe’s priest, I can bestow upon you the power of the totem!”

Hearing the mention of killing the priest herself, Clara’s eyes took on a strange look as she recalled the image of her parents being ordered to death by the priest.

But she still chuckled.

Only the words “the power of the totem” made her breath quicken.

The power of the totem was almost on par with the priest’s knowledge and inheritance, both belonging to extraordinary powers with various incredible abilities.

Enzo noticed Clara’s change in breath and smiled faintly.

This might just work.

But although Clara was tempted, she still mocked, “Acquire the power of the totem? You’re just a priest of a small tribe like the Crimson Star Tribe, not even comparable to the Chagga Tribe. How could you possibly achieve such a thing?”

Enzo replied calmly, “You’ve already seen the power of the totem.”

Although Clara hadn’t personally witnessed Tia and Clara’s battle, when Tia brought Clara back, there was still a faint silver-white glow emanating from her.

“I’ve already seen it?”

Clara fell into thought for a moment before suddenly speaking up, “You mean… the little one who brought me back?”

Enzo glanced at the prominent peaks on Clara’s chest, deflecting her question, “Compared to you, Tia is indeed a little one. But it’s precisely that little one who could kill you. So, tell me, do you want this kind of power?”

Enzo’s voice was like a devil’s whisper, causing Clara to hesitate. After about fifteen seconds, she sighed and looked up, asking, “What do you want me to do?”

“No rush for now.” Enzo chuckled, not fully trusting Clara. At the moment, he was just testing the waters, and the results were quite surprising.

Clara stared at Enzo, then continued, “Can you release my restraints?”

Enzo agreed to this request.

Clara was severely injured, barely surviving thanks to the power of divine arts, Stimulate All Things. Once this power disappeared, her organs would cease to function, leading to death.

Therefore, Enzo wasn’t worried about Clara trying to escape.

To agree to betray the Chagga Tribe and assassinate the priest, she was indeed an ambitious woman.

As the vines binding her were undone, Clara stood up, locking eyes with Enzo. A hint of fierceness flashed in her eyes before vanishing, and she smiled, “You’ve been staring for so long, care for a feel?”

As Clara spoke, she untied the animal skin from her chest and her huge breasts popped out.

In primitive times, this was an invitation representing an attitude of obedience to the other party, but it could also be just a desire to urge.

Enzo played gently, constantly kneading and deforming her two breasts in his hand.

However, he didn’t continue but instead said, “Put your clothes on first. If you want, there will be opportunities later, and I’ll make sure you’ll enjoy them immensely. Also, for the time being, you’re free to move around the camp, but no questions allowed. Two days from now, once the detailed plan is finalized, you can return and act according to the plan.”

After finishing, Enzo became curious again and asked, “You don’t seem to resist killing the Chagga Tribe’s priest?”

Clara was momentarily stunned, then truthfully replied, “He ordered the execution of my parents.”

Enzo pressed further, “Why?”

Clara answered calmly, “My parents sacrificed themselves to save a few tribesmen. They were bitten by a terrifying Huge Silver Backed Bear, lost their legs. Though they survived, they couldn’t walk and became a burden to the tribe.”

Hearing this absurd reason, Enzo chose not to comfort Clara.

In this era, it was normal.

The tribe’s primary mission was survival. Except for the priest, the lives of ordinary tribespeople could be disregarded completely, which was the cruel truth of primitive times.

Enzo stood up and walked out of the cave, followed by Clara.

Once outside, Clara didn’t continue following Enzo but instead roamed around the camp, heading towards the blast furnaces and the newly cultivated fields, which piqued her curiosity.

Sovita saw this and approached Enzo, asking, “Lord Enzo, what’s this about?”

Enzo replied, “Clara has chosen to join us and agreed to assassinate the Chagga Tribe’s priest.”

Upon hearing this news, Sovita’s eyes widened.

He suddenly realized that there was a good chance of success in this matter. If the Chagga Tribe’s priest were to die, the threat posed by the Chagga Tribe would disappear as well.

However, Sovita still had some concerns and asked, “Lord Enzo, is she reliable?”

Enzo shook his head and said, “I don’t know. I’ve given Clara two days. If within these two days, she voluntarily approaches me and provides relevant information about the Chagga Tribe, then she can be considered reliable.”

Sovita didn’t fully understand.

However, he was very clear about his position.He just needed to follow orders.

And in fact, this was also one of Enzo’s strategies.

With the current advantages of the Crimson Star Tribe—such as archery weapons, pottery, cultivated crops, hidden totems—Clara, as long as she wasn’t too foolish, could understand the potential hidden within the Crimson Star Tribe.

Things were going even smoother than Enzo had anticipated.

At night, the people of the tribe gathered around the campfire, singing and dancing, chewing on extremely tough jerky, discussing the future of the tribe. Some took the opportunity to hide in the shadows, emitting strange tones, dedicated to the tribe’s reproduction.

Next to Enzo, Amy sat quietly, her fox tail resting in Enzo’s hand.

Although she felt uncomfortable with this, Enzo liked it, so she had to force herself to endure the shyness.

As for Tia, she was in training.

Currently, she was tapping into the power of the totem—Boar Strength. This allowed her strength to skyrocket, but it only lasted for about ten minutes. And this power was far inferior to that of the Boar King from before. In order to secure her position as the leader of the combat team, and more so because of the reward of roasted potatoes given by Enzo, Tia had to train hard.

Just at that moment, Enzo felt someone approaching.

Clara sat directly beside him, her long legs crossed, and she turned her head towards Enzo, speaking about the Chagga Tribe’s priest, “The priest of the Chagga Tribe is named Crue, and he has another title given by other tribes… Head Cutter. His inherited priest power is the ability to launch invisible wind blades, capable of directly severing the heads of large beasts. That’s also where his title comes from, but he doesn’t use it much nowadays. If you want to deal with him…”