Ice Storm fell into deep thought.
Meng Chao's words were like a door opening before her, leading to a New World.
Yet beyond that door floated countless questions she had never considered.
Fortunately, having survived and fled through both the Holy Light Land and Turanze, she already possessed a far broader perspective and more flexible mind than ordinary orc warriors and mages.
After careful consideration, she had no choice but to agree with Meng Chao's judgment.
"That makes sense. The Wolf King's foundation is ultimately no match for the Lion King's and Tiger King's. Even if he was lucky enough to become War Priest, his control over the Lion and Tiger Clans, and even the Five Great Clans, would certainly be weaker than that of previous War Priests—at least in the beginning."
Ice Storm said thoughtfully, "To secure his position as War Priest, the Wolf King must appear fiercer, more aggressive, tougher toward outsiders, and more capable of satisfying the shared desires of all Turan Orcs.
"In other words, even if the Wolf King was willing to cooperate with you and your people, his personal wishes would be irrelevant. He has already been swept into the towering wave formed by the rage and desires of all Turan Orcs. He has no other choice!"
"That's right. Exactly!"
Meng Chao was delighted to have found such a clear-minded partner in Turanze.
In his view, "Jackal" Kanus bore more than a few similarities to the war maniacs who had launched the Second World War during the Earth Era.
The reason such maniacs could rise from utter obscurity to leaders commanding multitudes in merely a few years—
Their own ability, charisma, and effort were certainly important.
But even more importantly, they had seen the tide of the age, climbed to the crest of the