Ultimate Supreme Soldier King

Chapter 1685 1680: Five Council Seats

"Alright, let's end it here for today. I'm old and my strength isn't what it used to be; I'll save the last two strikes for next time."The High Priest ultimately did not strike down with the second staff.

If that second strike were to land, even if Hans were undying, the subsequent matters would be impossible to discuss.

The Hans Wolf King might have sustained severe injuries from earlier.

But upon hearing the High Priest's words, he couldn't help but feel a spark of joy in his heart.

If the second strike were truly delivered, he might not die, but he would certainly not escape serious injury.

At this moment, he felt a lingering fear.

Even though he had become a High Rank Wolf King, what of it?

Firstly, he couldn't defeat his father.

Today confirmed the High Priest's might, and any lingering dissatisfaction Hans held in his early years dissipated with this strike.

Originally, his father had pushed away the Clan Leader's position, which should have belonged to him.

This caused resentment in Hans, and he hadn't seen the Great Elder for many years.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this grievance that Hans was able to advance to the High Rank Wolf King Realm in such a short time.

Because he wanted to prove to the Great Elder that he had the capability!

But now it seems.

Even if his father agreed, without the High Priest's consent, he couldn't hold that position securely.

The High Priest's favoritism towards the Jela Family was evident.

Following the death of the Jela Family Head, Dean, who had not even become a Wolf King, was almost entirely raised by the High Priest.

"Haha, little Dean, it's been a while since we've met. Why haven't you visited the temple to see this old fellow?"

Upon seeing Dean, as expected, the High Priest laughed heartily.

The relationship between Dean and the High Priest made others envious.

Initially, Dean was slightly ecstatic to see the High Priest, but the High Priest's display of might made him feel somewhat restrained.

He originally thought the High Priest was an elder and was very good to him.

This time, the task of seeking the Wolf God's body was assigned by the High Priest.

Unfortunately, he didn't complete it well.

Plus, bringing back a severely injured Su Chen.

For a moment, he forgot about going to the temple to report.

It was only upon seeing the High Priest that he felt a tinge of guilt and the embarrassment of an incomplete task.

"Grandpa Reck, I..."

"It's okay, it's okay, I already know. Lost is lost, it doesn't matter."

Reck Johnson, this was the High Priest's name.

But over the years, those who truly knew this High Priest's title had mostly passed away.

And those who dared to call him by name, even fewer existed in the world.

The High Priest's tolerance made Dean feel even more ashamed.

The once pale face of Mishel Wolf King became slightly flushed upon seeing the High Priest.

In his heart, the High Priest was always invincible.

"High Priest..."

Mishel was about to speak but was stopped by the High Priest's gaze.

"Ahem, let's set other matters aside. Today, gathering you here was my decision, please have a seat first."

With a soft cough, Priest Reck invited everyone to take their seats.

Yet, Priest Reck did not sit in the foremost seat, instead, he offered it to Dean!

This was a very clear signal.

Priest Reck was supporting Dean, causing many to feel a ripple of anxiety in their hearts.

The impulsive Mars Wolf King almost lost his temper upon seeing this scene.

If Priest Reck were sitting in this position, he wouldn't have any objections.

But why should Dean, that little brat, deserve it?

Mars was about to speak in anger, but Hans grabbed him firmly.

"Brother!"

"Shut up!"

The Hans Wolf King had already decided to remain silent today.

With such a powerful presence there, whatever he said would be futile, so it was better to stay silent.

"Follow the High Priest's arrangements," Hans softly reprimanded his brother upon meeting Reck's gaze.

Seeing even Hans Wolf King relent, others were left with no words.

Since the High Priest didn't assume the foremost seat, Hans naturally couldn't contest anything further.

Yet he remained puzzled; what qualities did Dean possess to earn such esteem from the High Priest?

With Hans Wolf King and his brother leading by example, others naturally didn't dare to act rashly.

Nearing twenty individuals gathered in the Sacrificial Temple to discuss matters.

"A thousand years have passed, and the world is on the brink of change once more. Our Werewolf Clan has secluded for too long; it is time to reemerge," the High Priest spoke.

Everyone listened quietly without interrupting.

They awaited the High Priest's continuation.

"As for Dean's position as Clan Leader of the Werewolf Clan, I hope there won't be any further changes."

These words were clearly directed at Hans, but Hans Wolf King remained indifferent, refraining from speaking further.

Seeing the situation, the High Priest sighed internally but refrained from reproaching excessively.

After all, this matter couldn't be forced.

He couldn't just annihilate the Hans Wolf King and his backing Oni Family because Hans didn't immediately express an opinion, could he?

Not to mention whether he could achieve it, even if he had the capability, such actions were absolutely unthinkable.

Because behind the Oni Family stood the formidable Great Elder.

Although he now rarely engages with worldly matters.

However, if anyone attempted to eradicate his lineage, he likely wouldn't remain indifferent.

"Additionally, regarding the Dark Council, our clan has rarely been active within it, and those who remain have likely forgotten the pride of being werewolves."

Upon saying this, the High Priest's gaze swept across the scene.

"Our Werewolf Clan is quite substantial; we hold nine seats within the Dark Council. Now, who among you is willing to go to the Dark Council and fight for our clan's voice?"

Upon hearing this, Hans Wolf King's eyes slightly brightened. His understanding of the Dark Council far exceeded that of most present.

"High Priest, these positions should naturally be given to strong individuals within the clan. Only then can our clan gain advantages in future wars!"

While Hans didn't overtly demand a position.

He nearly exposed his intentions entirely.

The High Priest cast him a cold glance, and said indifferently, "I've already communicated with them. Out of the nine seats, our clan can reclaim five, while the remaining four will be inherited by the clan members who've stayed behind in the Dark Council."

"Five?" Hans Wolf King's eyebrows raised, and he immediately fell silent.

These five seats seemed insufficient for the numerous Wolf Kings within the Werewolf Clan.

Priest Reck paused, then added, "However, each councilor can appoint three representative lieutenants."

Upon hearing this, Hans's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly.

In essence, the Dark Council granted the Werewolf Clan twenty places within it.

After all, the Werewolf Clan serves as the vanguard and vital force in the battles between the Dark Council and the Bright Church.