Frankish Royal Palace.
Looking at the representatives of the Fralant Wheel Kingdom, Charles III was seething with anger. He had clearly warned them not to make things worse, yet they simply would not listen.
And now, just as he had predicted, the situation had spiraled completely out of control.
The matter from daytime had temporarily come to an end. That was only because the Alpha people had given the Frankish Kingdom some face and had not pursued it further, but that did not mean it was over.
If everyone communicated well from here on, they could still turn a major issue into a minor one. But if they failed to agree on terms, the Human Alliance's final resolution would be extremely unfavorable to the Fralant Wheel Kingdom.
No matter how troublesome it was, he had to help resolve it. After all, the King of Fralant Wheel was his younger brother! As the elder brother, he had an obligation to clean up his brother's mess.
"Tell Philip not to keep trying to be clever. I will clean up today's mess for you, but this is the last time!
No matter what happens next, neither Baird I nor Bulent I can suffer any mishap.
And that idiotic evacuation plan of yours—stop it immediately. Do you really think all those council representatives in the Human Alliance are dead?
It would have been fine when no one was watching. If several of your countries acted together and used your connections, you might have been able to cover it up.
But because you idiots messed around and thoroughly offended the Alpha people, they are just waiting for you to make a mistake!
Using allied troops as cannon fodder, placing a neighboring monarch under house arrest, then adding desertion charges—will you only be satisfied after personally