In the Bearman Imperial Court, Delis listened to the grievances of the Beastfolk higher-ups and was utterly speechless.
It was all caused by a lack of strength. The Beastfolk were too weak, so they deserved to be beaten.
A boss only protected obedient underlings. Ten years ago, the Orc Empire had ranked second only to the Elves in the alliance's overall strength, so naturally, it had not been willing to settle for being a subordinate.
Now that they had grown weak, the Beastfolk had lowered their proud heads under the pressure of survival. But becoming a subordinate was not something one could simply choose to do.
There was no love or hatred without cause. The Beastfolk's value to the Elves was limited to restraining the Alpha Kingdom.
Keeping this nail in place was enough. Expecting the Elves to fully support them was nothing but a dream.
"All right, I know everything you've said. We have already warned the humans. From now on, their Holy Domain experts will not act so easily.
"You should hurry and open the Sacred Land of Inheritance. Train some Holy Domain experts of your own as soon as possible!"
Delis said calmly.
The matter of losing the fight could never be mentioned. Even the strong needed face; they could not expose their own embarrassing history.
"Your Excellency, but the enemy did not leave directly. Instead, they continued ravaging the grasslands, showing absolutely no regard for—"
Before the Bearman Emperor could finish, Delis interrupted, "Did their Holy Domain experts take action?
"If they acted in violation of the rules, we would naturally intervene. If they did not, then it is merely a conventional conflict."
Upon hearing that answer, the Beastfolk higher-ups were nearly angered to death.
"Conventional conflict"? Was that not a blatant lie?
If not for