Way of Overlord-Chapter 632: Death Day

"Father, do you think I would be good at being the chief?’ Chadha look at this son of his and he smiles

He went silent for a moment. The father and son look at each other. And then Chadha sighed.

He could guess what Chayun is worried about.

"You out of all others would choose a path of survival. You could endure what others could not and you would be the saviour of this tribe" Chadha had a reason to choose Chayun.

Out of all the children he has, Chayun is someone he could trust with this tribe that he had loved for all of his life

This tribe he dedicated all of his life for....he could not trust it to others. Chayun have something that the other lacked.

Sense of responsibility to the tribesmen

It is not that his other sons did not have this attribute. But they are lacking. Their ambition and their personal desire come first.

Each of his sons has their own strength and their own flaws. But their flaws could break this tribe.

Chayun however.....he is confident that if this old man died and leave the tribe to Chayun hand, the choices he would make would be the right choice

Because Chayun would think of the tribe before he makes the decision. The people trusted him and he should repay that trust

But in the next era, it would surely be an era of warfare, era of chaos before there is an era of order.

"Father..." Chadha look at his sons and shakes his head

"Believe in you that I believe in" Chadha said and smiling he said

"Now, go. There is a lot to do tomorrow. Rest and prepare yourself."

Chayun nodded and then he walks out of the tent.

Chadha on the other hand did not immediately go to rest.

He closes his eyes, takes a deep breath and sighed

"I do not have much time but there are too many things that needs to be done. The wind of change come too late for me, but it is just beginning for those younglings" and he smiles a little

He is at the end of his life.

The cold is getting worse and while he could hide the cough for now, it would not be long now before everyone knows that he is sick

And he could feel that this would be the last battle he would fight.

Everyone believes that with his death, the alliance would crumble. And thinking about it, Chadha had to agree. Those two leaders respected, in debt and have great trust in him

That is why this alliance could stay. If he is dead, knowing Aeryon, he would surely find many methods to sow discord between them

He needs to create an image that even with him dying the alliance would not crumble. Maybe...just maybe even if he died, some of them would be there to hold up the allaicne and convince them

There is always what if.

Chadha has been slinking back to the background and gives his sons opportunity to shine. He is also looking for talent among many of his men

He did not have such a capable helper like Aeryon in the form of Belarion.

Looking along the warriors that pledge toward his tribe, there is a few of them that has potential

"It is just this damn sickness. Once it is revealed, people would make speculations. And at that time morale would drop"

"Knowing Aeryon, he probably already knows that I am sick. If he knew and did not tell and spread the news, then he must have a different plan. I could not let this alliance crumble the moment I die"

Whether it is true or not that the alliance would crumble if he died, he needs to give the impression that even if he is sick and is about to die, the alliance between the three tribes would still stand strong.

How could Chadha not know that if he is dead, this alliance is untenable?

One might not understand this. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

After all, with the three tribes’ alliance, they have achieved so much.

Why would his death change this?

Do the other two tribes did not know that only alliance between the three tribes that could have a chance of repelling any invasion forces?

Ultar and Nergui tribe....do they did not know

On the contrary, they both know. The main thing....the components that make this alliance works, is only one thing

Trust

But these two have also calculated against each other and there is old grudges and old feuds.

It is because of him, acting like intermediaries that trust could be maintained. Without him, this alliance is fragile.

This is the disadvantage of his method.

He has pig teammates.

Even pigs are even better.

Those two have no large vision. While he is still alive, he could motivate them to think of the big picture and paint them a promise in the sky

But after he is dead, his son would not have the same influence as he had over them.

Both of those chief only acknowledge him. And as they grow bigger and stronger, that acknowledgement become into respect and awe.

But that is a respect and awe towards him. Not to his sons. After all, those two are also outstanding leaders

They might not have a wide vision, but it is not because they could not think of it. It is more like they don’t want to see it

They wanted to maintain the current status quo. They are contradictory people but still they are capable people.

Unlike Aeryon method or Dama method, sometimes, awe and respect are enough to command the heroes of the world.

They might not have the mentality of worshipping scholars like Yan, but those who are respectful and honest is always treated well in any tribes.

After all, in a world full of treachery and evildoers, those who resist the grain is a sore thumb.

Like a light in a world full of darkness. Regardless of your affiliation, you could not help but admire such a person.

And Chadha has never lie or overestimate or underexaggerate things.

The reputation he had built is not built in a day. Victories and time prove that he was right and being right gives him prestige and respect.

"It is my age. It is just not my era" he sighed

All he could do is prepare for a rainy day. He brought up a parchment and then he writes something

Every few second he would stop writing, read what he had wrote and sometimes he would cross a few words and strokes and change the wording.

Some of it is simple, some of it is quite complex.

And then after reading his own letter, with a complicated expression he hid it.

"There are a few other measures that needs to be taken"

There are things he had been thinking for days. And he had been thinking of all the possible things that could have happen after his death.

He had been thinking of what will happen and what his son would do, and what others would do.

He was thinking so much that there is already a few white hairs on his head. He believes he has covered everything

For someone like Chadha to be born in the Steppe is quite an achievement.

The fact that he has all of this knowledge and methods of intrigue and scheme without ever learning from any books, shows he is a natural genius.

Aeryon could do what he could do because he already has some kind of framework to work with. Dama follows Aeryon with some modifications.

But Chadha, has lived in this land since he is young and while he has great adventure in his youth, he never actually learns formally from any teacher

Instead, what he learns is something he learns from other people experience and his own experience

He had never learned the method of Ashana, he had never learned the strategies and intrigues and schemes of the Yan, of Zhou, of Roma.

But in the letter, he had wrote, he had outlined certain things like he had seen the future.

All of his writing almost like a prophecy, outlining the things that probably would happen

And if it happens, then Chadha is truly someone that could see the entire forest from one tree.

But thinking the way he did, is taking a toll on him. And his body is already weak. But there is a smile on his face

"I have done everything for this tribe. Win or lose, I have secured the tribe"

He smiles at himself. Someone who has accepted his death and no longer have any regrets.

Chadha looks back at his low table and he smiles

If there is Ayrag, he would take a sip and then sing his throat out

"I have fought the great heroes of Steppe and become an overlord of the west. My achievement surpasses most of my predecessor. From a small tribe, riding the wind of change, using my wit, I occupy the west, forge alliance and deter the world. My merit and my deeds would still be told whether I lose or win"

And at this evaluation of himself, he could not help but laugh joyously.

Chadha is now preparing for his death day

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