Federation Year 1671.
"The Tailo Empire is quite clever. But this probably wasn't Valeri's idea—it was Montero's, wasn't it?"
Looking at Lin Zhen, who was communicating with him, Lin Fan said with a smile.
Over the past three years, both Lin Zhen and Lin Fan had watched the Tailo Empire's actions closely.
Clearly, unlike those other civilizations, the Tailo Empire had basically guessed the general outline of the whole matter and had actively made its position known.
For one thing, there had recently been a civilization within the alliance that harbored considerable dissatisfaction with the Federation's strange actions over the years. It had even encouraged other civilizations to pressure the Federation together.
Of course, while this civilization was indeed dissatisfied, it had even more ulterior motives.
Would joining several civilizations together to pressure the Federation be useful?
No, it would not. And that civilization itself knew it.
Its true purpose was to use this incident to win over a group of civilizations and form a small faction, thereby increasing its own civilization's influence within the alliance.
Originally, neither Lin Zhen nor Lin Fan had intended to interfere with such matters.
After all, at the Federation's level, such petty schemes did not matter at all.
Before absolute strength, all plots and schemes were futile.
As long as they did not cross the red line, they could entertain themselves however they pleased. But once they crossed it, then sorry—their entire civilization could be struck from the record.
Therefore, that civilization had also been very careful to stay within bounds while stirring up trouble.
However, just as it believed that its plan was progressing smoothly, the Tailo Empire made its move.
As the only empire to remain from among the four great empires of the Kunsa Realm, and as a core member of