Chapter 19: Chapter 19: Plan
Rama was not groomed to be a leader.
Among the Tanit tribe, many knew his reputation, but as a scholar rather than a warrior.
When it came time for actual combat, a typical tribal warrior would obviously not obey his orders.
For most people, it made no sense for him to suddenly have a say in a field that didn't belong to him.
The elders had their reasons, but when it came to matters of life and death, you couldn't compromise without judgment, could you?
This upper-level upheaval stirred some waves, but they were almost inconsequential.
On the night after leaving the camp, Rama experienced three assassination attempts.
However, the next morning, these individuals were sent back to the elders' camp.
Rama didn't kill a single one, opting instead to send them all back safely.
This incident simply illustrated a truth: he wasn't lying about his prowess in combat.
If they had to use force, the tribe might kill Rama, but it was more likely he would escape unharmed.
A tricky prey, once you failed to kill him in one go, you'd have to hunt him forever after, wary and fearful.
That was fine for now.
He had killed three elders, but he didn't accept their legacies.
Wealth, slaves, and vacant powers were all filled by others.
In other words, aside from being threatened, the living elders didn't suffer any losses; they even gained additional benefits.
The "Matriarchal System" was suppressed by the "Nine Elders System," not because people didn't want a singular authority figure, but because most elders understood they could never become the matriarch.
If the only complete authority couldn't be mine, I'd rather divide it into nine incomplete parts.
At least one part would be mine.
It's complete and unique, but what does it have to do with me?
No matter how good something is, if it's not mine, it's meaningless.
No matter how talented someone is, if I can't use them, I might as well let them die.
History repeats this answer countless times: if it's not for me to use, it's to be killed by me.
If it doesn't belong to me, no matter how precious, it's useless.
And now it's the same situation. The Nine Elders became six elders, and their power expanded to some extent.
That is to say, their bad actions brought them good returns.
Except for Rama, who really deserved to die, everyone else temporarily couldn't find a way to kill him completely.
Throughout the process, the only thing that surprised the elders was that Babel was disinterested.
They all knew that Babel was not content to be just an elder; she had always wanted to become the matriarch of the Tanit tribe.
At this point, she should have been eager to seize the opportunity, but she seemed uninterested and lacked determination to compete.
If it weren't for her relationship with Rama, the elders tacitly left her a share of the profits; she might have gained nothing in this upheaval.
Could it be that her relationship with Rama isn't as simple as a struggle for profit?
While feasting, the elders speculated on Rama and Babel's relationship.
"Why are you here?" Rama was puzzled. "Shouldn't you be competing with those elders for something?"
She had to intervene personally.
Because the other elders went down personally, it was useless to send their deputies.
Their statuses were unequal. Sending deputies to compete with those equal to their leaders would definitely yield nothing good.
"Power?" Babel's voice sounded helpless. "They fight for power, which comes from your killings."
"Yes, I killed three elders," Rama admitted to this debt.
He nodded, "So what? Because I killed three elders with no power, did you change your own understanding, thinking that power isn't important?"
"I have to tell you, Mother, this idea is wrong." His tone hardly changed, and his smile remained as warm as ever.
As calm when killing as when reasoning.
It's very upsetting, and Babel always feels like tearing the corners of his mouth apart.
"Power is always, always a good thing."
"We strive for it and pursue it regardless of time and circumstances."
Of course, you can also compromise and give up your power for the greater good.
But history doesn't give these people any preferential treatment. After losing their power, their results are not good.
A few have the chance to die well, and most end up in deep despair or simply die of illness.
Babel fell silent for a moment. "That's what I think."
"In my plan, I will gradually remove all the elders."
"Power split among nine people is too chaotic. Tanit only needs one matriarch, not nine elders."
The desert is not the desert of the Scarlet King.
Strictly speaking, ancient Mustafa has three gods.
Scarlet King, Goddess of Flowers, and Dendro Archon.
The Dendro Archon pioneered the rainforest, while the desert belongs to the Goddess of Flowers and the Scarlet King.
To this day, there are still two beliefs coexisting in the desert, the Goddess of Flowers and the Scarlet King.
Tanit's belief is in the Goddess of Flowers.
But the Scarlet King is superior to the Goddess of Flowers because after the Goddess of Flowers died, He was still alive, and people could only choose to worship the living god.
"That's how I started my plan. After clearing all the elders and restoring the matriarch's position, I will search for the Eternal Oasis."
Mentioning the oasis, Babel's eyes sparkled. "According to ancient records, that's where the Goddess of Flowers sleeps, and I will receive the oracle of the Goddess of Flowers there."
"What She thinks and says doesn't matter anyway, She's just a dead goddess."
"I will have the sole authority to interpret all the oracles of the Goddess of Flowers and use divine authority to open up a new future for the tribe."
"If I can find the ancient technology in the book that supplies the entire desert with water, then this story can be even better."
"You're right." Rama affirmed Babel's plan. "That's the best plan."
The answer is commonplace, and Babel knows almost nothing.
She understands all the truth of the problem solely through a few books and speculation, which is different from the resources Rama possesses.
Babel's plan is the optimal solution among the resources she can control.
So Rama sincerely believes that without himself, Babel's plan is the best answer.
But she failed, and it's definitely going to fail.
Not just Babel, but the actions of the Fatui in the desert are also like this.
The tablet to open the tomb of the Scarlet King was in the hands of a scholar at the Institute of Orders, until the future, when Lumine arrived in Mustafa, the Fatui failed to grasp this intelligence.
And the corpse of Liloupar, which is crucial to the Eternal Oasis, was also found by Lumine.
None of them had the key task props, and while the plan was good, failure became inevitable.
"But then what? Have you changed your mind now?" Rama asked.
(End of this chapter)