"In the face of a great catastrophe, striving for perfection is simply too idealistic—an unattainable luxury..."
"Necessary sacrifices are already unavoidable."
"Even with every possible preparation made, the only difference is how many will ultimately be sacrificed."
"If we cannot recognize this fact, then when the Mind Flayer Empire arrives, the efforts we have made over so many years will lead only to the complete annihilation of our forces."
"Therefore, for the future of our people, whether you are willing or not, I will still mobilize every resource to send those outstanding seeds I have selected out of this hopeless dead end, in exchange for an unknown future..."
Fredos paid no heed to those proud individuals who wished to stake everything on a final battle to the death against the Mind Flayer Empire.
He stated the essence of the matter with blunt directness.
Having once lived in the Underdark as a lowly slave who fed on corpses, he was a thoroughgoing pragmatist who valued facts and results.
Though some of those present possessed sufficient ability, in his eyes, they had simply received too few beatings from life. They were immature types incapable of recognizing the world's cruelty.
Hearing his unquestionable tone, those harboring dissatisfaction choked with anger.
"...Since you have already made up your mind, what use was there in calling us here?"
Faced with that challenge.
Fredos still did not get angry.
He merely refuted it calmly:
"Of course there is a use."
"As the administrators of these cities and the ones commanding the overall situation, we naturally cannot all leave. Some must remain behind to erase the traces left by the seeds as they depart, and to lead the remaining personnel, preventing the situation here from collapsing completely."
"Furthermore, due to the importance of our identities, after defeat,