Outside the valley, on the grassy plains, Enzo remained indifferent to Priest Lucy's words.
Hearing her hesitation, he interrupted with a smile, saying, "Priest Lucy, I understand you want to tell me about the power of the barren mountain's scepter. But even if the barren mountain's tribe, who possessed the scepter, and the Chew Bone Tribe are no more... What does it matter if the scepter holds great power? I believe that true strength lies within oneself. Only by being strong enough can we face any challenge and lead the tribe to greatness, rather than relying on such artifacts."
Enzo's words left Priest Lucy silent.
Despite being more than three times Enzo's age with vast experience from traversing the vast barren mountain region.
Today she felt for the first time that her choices might have been wrong.
What good would obtaining the barren mountain's scepter do?
Could she truly lead her people back to the archipelago with it?
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