Sky-cracking Rider-Chapter 601: Section 597 - Kill Two Birds with One Stone

Chen Fei glanced at the somber atmosphere in the conference room and silently ended the call application.

"Be serious, the Princess is scolding someone!"

He quickly tapped the screen and sent a short message to his mother.

"Busy…"

Busy with what?

Just busy, that's all!

Protecting Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Cangqiong Star Slan Dynasty was a confidential operation, not something to mention casually.

Probably, the only person who knew about this in the entire Chen Family was his eldest uncle.

After all, involving the Slan Royal Family meant the more people knew, the more variables there were, and Chen Fei alone couldn't handle all that scheming.

HIs mother, oblivious to this, was almost amused by Chen Xiao'er's evasive responses.

Are you just a mechanic, so busy you can't even take a call?

After calling two more times and still being cut off, she gave up.

In some ways, Little Sister Chen's personality and temperament were exactly like their mother's; once she took something seriously, she was relentless.

By this time, Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Slan Dynasty had already come to understand the cause and outcome of the grand melee involving two tribes.

For the authoritative department of the royal family, lying was futile because everything would eventually come to light, and the consequences would then be even more severe.

The imperial civilization had never preached humanitarianism when it came to crimes that shook its foundations; killing entire families and erasing their names was just child's play, better vaporize from the human realm and go rebel in Hell!

The administrative authority of the Duskwind Archipelago had always been held by the Darknight Tribe; they were indigenous with a natural advantage in self-rule and governance, composed entirely of their own people. The Neanderthals of the Pandorong Tribe, who had migrated here thirty years ago, remained excluded from administrative authority, still seen as outsiders, only fit for menial jobs that were both labor-intensive and poorly paid.

For any intelligent species, xenophobia was natural. The naturally reserved Darknight Tribe became even more unwelcoming when refusing to integrate the Pandorong Tribe, a behavior that the straightforward and extroverted Neanderthals found unacceptable.

Even if the characters and customs of both sides were similar, conflicts were inevitable, not to mention that a single-group dominance in the administrative layers often came with certain unspoken prejudices.

Many small frustrations accumulated, eventually erupting into an uncontrollable blaze. Naturally, the Darknight Tribe, which had complete administrative control over the Duskwind Archipelago, couldn't find anyone else to blame and had to swallow all the responsibility.

Princess Lin Ziyu immediately announced a decision on penalties, dismissing the current administrative layer of the Duskwind Archipelago. The Dynasty would send representatives to take over all administrative departments for a year, unify the officers for law enforcement, and impose a curfew for three months, until responsibilities were distinguished and all penalties meted out. Afterward, the self-governing institution of the Duskwind Archipelago would be restructured. The main body would still be local self-government, supervised by the Dynasty, but administrative personnel would include more from the Pandorong Tribe, forming a tripartite check, thereby eliminating prejudice and exclusion.

The members of the Darknight Tribe in the conference room looked as if they were mourning, while the Pandorong Tribe showed joy.

Actually, the problem was originally easy to solve just by ensuring fairness and justice. Whether races integrated or not wasn't crucial. Failing to compete for power was their own fault, and they couldn't blame others.

"…so it's decided then; does anyone have any objections?"

Her Royal Highness the Princess sought a democratic consensus as a conclusion.

Her decision might appear authoritarian under the guise of a princess, but in fact, it had already involved authorization from Her Majesty the Empress. This was also a lesson in administrative management for royal descendants. The Royal Family was not only adept at Dragon Slaying Techniques but also at Dragon Taming Techniques, in which they had much insight.

At that moment, the bureaucratic list had already been organized in Imperial Capital Delan City, prepared to travel a long distance to the Duskwind Archipelago to take over its administrative institution.

"…"

The conference room was utterly silent. The military would definitely not involve itself in civilian affairs. The Darknight Tribe, having just been stripped of their power, would do well not to make a noise if they didn't want their family eradicated. The Pandorong Tribe, having gained an advantage, simply happily accepted it without showboating.

"Immediately issue the notices, meeting adjourned!"

Princess Lin Ziyu wrapped up the meeting over tea. The turmoil outside had just ended, and there were many more trivial matters to address afterward.

Since the administrative powers had not yet been transferred, they still relied on these officials. The Darknight Tribe's officials had to clean up the mess, while the Pandorong Tribe had to control the populace to avoid further conflicts. Together, they would issue notices conveying the will of the Dynasty to every citizen.

The military control and curfew were directly entrusted to the Marine Corps aboard the Void Ship. Although they were few in number, they were more than sufficient to suppress the entire archipelago.

As for those who were still sneaking around, kidnapping and secretly attacking, she couldn't manage that; the higher her position, the more she had to learn to manage the major issues and overlook the minor ones.

The officials prepared to take over the administrative institutions of the Duskwind Archipelago would be composed of multiple intelligent species, not just the Human Race. It was quite possible that the new civil affairs officer might even be a Magical Beast.

Compared to Blue Star, Cangqiong Star had a much higher acceptance of intelligent magical beasts, especially after unification. Under the deliberate guidance of the dynasty, the fusion between intelligent species had significantly intensified, which also favored the social stability of Cangqiong Star.

The people in the meeting room dissipated, and the elder from the Pandorong Tribe was the last to rise. He looked at Chen Fei with some hesitation and said, "That... Clan Leader?"

I almost forgot, Chen Xiao'er had once been the fierce clan leader of the Neanderthal tribe, albeit for the shortest tenure. Yet no one dared to dispute his leadership; barely half a "no" could escape their teeth before their heads were chopped off.

The great battle over thirty years ago had thoroughly crushed the valor of the Neanderthal tribe, let alone now without any capital to retrieve that bravery.

"I am a descendant of Homo Sapiens, not of the Neanderthal tribe, your clan leader is Bassan!"

Stirring trouble in the Supreme Council back then was just a temporary strategy; today's Chen Xiao'er had no interest in being some lowly tourist attraction clan leader.

Just looking at Bassan, one could tell. Nicely put, he's the clan leader, less nicely, a mascot, a fixture, otherwise his uncooperative tribespeople wouldn't be defying him all around.

"No, you are recognized, you have the War Patterns, and you obtained your position as clan leader by bravery; nobody denies that."

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This real elder of the Pandorong Tribe was not one of those ceremonial figureheads from the Neanderthal reservation area's Supreme Council in Oceania on Blue Star, but one who truly held power, beneath only the clan leader, once one of the twelve supreme chief leaders.

Whether Chen Fei is actually Neanderthal had already become unimportant. In another hundred or so years, it is unclear if pure-blooded Neanderthals will still exist; the less than a million Neanderthals merging into billions of Homo Sapien descendants would hardly make a splash.

Originating from The Primordial Era, the ancient human lineage branches merged again; fussing over bloodlines is utterly meaningless.

Nevertheless, Chen Fei had inherited the War Pattern Secret Technique, ascended via the ancient tradition of power struggle, and any clan leader of a Neanderthal tribe would have to grudgingly acknowledge it, even though today's Supreme Council had turned into a cultural landscape fixture. Yet none of the Eleven Overlord Tribes opposed, and thus the Pandorong Tribe migrated to Cangqiong Star would not either.

Now that Bassan had reclaimed his authority as clan leader back on Blue Star, Chen Fei, who had once briefly been a clan leader, was seen by these members of the Pandorong Tribe as nothing less than a true clan leader.

"Stop there, now the clan leader of the Neanderthal tribe is Bassan, not me, yours, understand?"

Chen Fei immediately made a stopping gesture.

You can't have two tigers on one mountain. He had gone to great lengths to help Bassan reclaim his authority as clan leader; he did not wish to disturb the current situation and stability.

The Neanderthal tribe has always revered the strong. Seeing Chen Fei continuously refuse, the elder from the Pandorong Tribe halted his speech, ultimately having no choice but to say, "Understood!"

He had initially hoped to cling to the coattails of the historically fiercest clan leader to establish authority and instill fear among the despicable villains of the Darknight Tribe, so the Pandorong Tribe could live better in the Duskwind Archipelago.

Naturally, there was also the reason of subsequently connecting with the Imperial Princess.

This two-birds-one-stone idea, truly worthy of a tribe elder, cunning and deeply scheming.

Although Chen Fei hadn't considered so much, he still instinctively declined.

For a mere empty name, it was utterly unworthy.

His relationship with the Neanderthal tribe was limited to the War Pattern Secret Technique inheritance from Barut on his deathbed and a brief alliance with Bassan. It was all personal, as for other tribes and Neanderthals, he really didn't want any involvement.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been ruthless in the duel for the clan leader position back then, gaining the infamous title of a fierce clan leader.

Seeing the Neanderthal elder thwarted and departing in disappointment, Princess Lin Ziyu said from behind Chen Fei, "Chen Fei, you did the right thing; the Pandorong Tribe wants too much."

The race relations and geopolitics of Cangqiong Star are too intricate; as a person from Blue Star, Chen Fei better stay out of these murky waters. It brings no benefit but could cause endless troubles.

"Oh?"

Chen Fei was momentarily startled. He was not a fool, just hadn't thought that much in the moment. With just a slight hint, he immediately expanded his thoughts and figured out the intricacies.

The title of clan leader sounds grand, of course, but it's merely a facade; no money, no people, no power. The benefits are reaped by others while he wouldn't even get a taste of the leftovers, making it pointless.

"The Pandorong Tribe is a pawn that restrains the Darknight Tribe, and they have no other support on Cangqiong Star."

Fearing Chen Fei might not understand the reason, Princess Lin Ziyu added another line touching on a deeper layer, not so secret.

Located away from the mainland, the Duskwind Archipelago, with the Darknight Tribe's racial traits, is perfect for guerrilla warfare. Sending a large army to conquer this Thousand Island Country is time-consuming, labor-intensive, and fruitless, like a chicken rib—tasteless to eat but a pity to discard.

Thirty years ago, the Silan Empire launched a war of unification, and the weaker Darknight Tribe surrendered voluntarily.

But positioned separately in the distant Duskwind Archipelago, where the Empress's reach is long, being independent didn't really differ from surrendering; the migration of the Neanderthal's Pandorong Tribe was the dynasty's way of throwing a wrench in the works.

After thirty years of planning, the Silan Dynasty had finally secured control over the Duskwind Archipelago, including sending the Void Ship this time to pick up Her Royal Highness the Princess, aiming for two birds with one stone, and not just the elder of the Pandorong Tribe was playing this game.