Time slowly passed. Amid the intense discussions, noon of the second day arrived.
After concluding the final question, Velin stood up and said, "I hereby declare the prewar meeting officially concluded. From this moment onward, the will of the Supreme Command shall be the will of the entire army. Any unit or individual must strictly obey the Supreme Command's orders. Those who disobey will be imprisoned at best and executed without pardon at worst."
"Yes."
More than a thousand people stood up, bowed, and replied in unison.
"Meeting adjourned."
Upon hearing this, everyone left in order.
"Velin, I have matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving first."
"Take care, Grandfather."
About ten minutes later, only three people remained in the meeting room.
Xuemya, who had been sitting in the first row, put the book in her hand into her Space Ring, stepped onto the platform, came before her husband, and asked softly, "Mother won't come looking for you because of this, will she?"
"Don't worry, I'll play dumb." Velin smiled as he replied. "Besides, this is perfectly reasonable."
"Look, although Father is only a Low-tier Soul Intent warrior, when it comes to commanding troops in battle, only a handful among these thousand people can surpass him."
"In my view, letting such a talented commander go without leading an army would be an enormous waste."
"Even if Mother gets angry, I can just soften up, put on a weak appearance, and once her heart softens, she definitely won't blame me."
Hearing this, Xuemya gave her husband a long look but did not continue the subject.
As for Kyle, he was already used to it.
He knew his lord's personality all too well.
"I'll be going with Kyle to investigate the sea where that land descended. Do you want to come