While the North American region was in complete chaos, with every capital interest group scrambling to sell out their country and betray their allies, a highly anticipated and important conference was being prepared at a feverish pace in Orb, far away in the South Pacific.
As Orb's Supreme Leader, Cagalli had changed out of her usual practical, gender-neutral attire and put on a low-cut, off-the-shoulder evening gown.
Her hair was no longer hanging casually and messily over her shoulders. Instead, a hairstylist had carefully pinned it up with a beautiful pearl hairpin.
A lovely ruby necklace hung around her neck.
Even her ever-present flats had been replaced with feminine high heels.
Looking at the reflection of someone she barely recognized in the mirror, the girl could not help tugging at the tightly fitted waist of the dress, which had been deliberately designed to accentuate her figure. She muttered softly, "Is it really necessary to dress this formally? I remember that when Father took me to attend various events before, all I needed was a plain suit."
"Of course it is necessary! Do not forget that you are no longer merely Orb's head of state. You are also about to become the highest leader of the federal nations across the entire Pacific Ocean, South America, and Central America. You absolutely cannot be as careless as before. Besides, Your Excellency Allen will be returning from the front lines in Panama City as well," the confidential secretary retorted without mercy.
With one military victory after another, along with diplomatic and political expansion, she could already sense that it was only a matter of time before Orb became one of the most powerful nations in the world.
Especially for the conference discussing the formation of a federal government, not even the slightest mistake could