The pleasant misunderstanding did not affect the Alliance Conference from convening on schedule.
Business was business, but proper affairs still had to be handled.
Unlike ordinary diplomats, Alliance Council members received no salary, but the status and standing represented by that position were anything but ordinary.
In theory, most top-ranking great nobles held council seats. But as things had developed, the principle of national unity was generally followed.
Attending the conference represented a nation's voice within the Alliance, and delegates had to make the stance of the faction they represented clear during the proceedings.
If someone was absent for personal reasons and an accident occurred during the resolution process, they would be held accountable upon returning home.
On the castle walls, Caesar IV watched the council representatives continuously arriving and revealed a delighted smile.
After preparing for so long, the glorious moment had finally arrived. This was the first time since the founding of the Alpha Kingdom that it had been able to mediate a Human civil war on the Southern Continent.
In the years gone by, the nations of the Northern Continent had always been seen by everyone as "poor country relatives."
Even though the Alpha Kingdom was a continental power, its long-standing need to seek aid from the Alliance meant it had never been able to stand tall within the Alliance.
Having developed to this point, it no longer needed to seek aid from the Alliance when facing another Beastfolk invasion. At last, the Kingdom could straighten its back.
"Your Majesty, the meeting time is approaching."
Count Mitchell, the Lord Chancellor, spoke up with a reminder.
"Mm!"
After responding, Caesar IV turned directly around and strode toward the conference hall.
As the host, being late would be extremely discourteous. Aside from mediating the Southern Continent's civil war, the