Above the City of Guardianship, within Sky City.
With the two great empires brazenly striking and destroying four kingdoms within ten days, Roland clearly could no longer sit still and immediately convened a meeting of the kingdom's upper echelon.
At this moment, within the ancient and mysterious hall, aside from Leslie, who remained in the royal capital, and the governors stationed across the realm, more than half of the Sacred Co-Prosperity Kingdom's senior officials had arrived. Every one of them sat rigidly, their expressions grim.
Even Roland, seated at the head, had lost his usual calm. His eyes were filled with anger and resentment.
Damn Seraphim!
So your ultimate goal had been to divide the human kingdoms between yourself and the Sacred Alliance Empire.
From the moment news of the two great empires dispatching troops against the various kingdoms was placed before Roland, every doubt in his heart was instantly resolved.
Why had the two great empires stood by and watched as the Human Alliance's prestige plummeted and its control over the human kingdoms weakened?
Why had the two great empires dealt so leniently with nations such as Autran and Storm that had violated the Truce Order?
Why had they made the Sacred Co-Prosperity Kingdom tear up the peace agreement and become a target of public condemnation?
All those schemes had only one purpose: to stir the ambitions of the major kingdoms, plunge them into war against one another, drain their strength, and allow the two great empires to reap the rewards.
"They chose their timing far too well!"
Although Roland was furious at Seraphim's betrayal, he had to admit that the timing of the two great empires' move had been chosen perfectly.
Had this plan been carried out thirty years ago, it would never have had the slightest chance