With that little interlude over, the inauguration ceremony for the councilors was completed smoothly. Aside from the Church representatives, who were deeply disappointed, the delegates from various nations watching the spectacle also looked somewhat uneasy.
With the councilor reshuffle complete, the three great powers now held nearly forty-five percent of the seats in the Alliance.
The balance had ultimately been broken!
The political structure in which the Church and the Ten Great Kingdoms jointly ruled the Human Alliance would never return.
Yet this was only the beginning. As the Church and several other kingdoms declined, the future Human Alliance would inevitably move toward monopoly by a handful of giants.
For most nations, this change was undoubtedly disastrous. As long as everyone banded together, they could still use the Alliance Council to check the great powers. In the future, that might no longer be possible.
After a brief spell of "concern," the expressions of the various delegates diverged once again. The representatives of small nations who knew struggling was futile simply gave up altogether.
The ones truly torn were the few declining kingdoms. Their pride as great powers would not allow them to lie down, yet even if they wanted to strive, they could not outcompete the three giants.
Among them, the Moxi Duchy delegation alone was different, displaying a unique vigor.
As the only small nation to achieve leapfrog development in recent years, they had every reason to be proud.
Once they stabilized their foundations, surpassing some declining old kingdoms in overall strength was practically inevitable.
Anyone with a little common sense knew that even nations with similar overall strength were vastly different if one was growing while the other was declining.
No matter how deep one's foundations were, once the people's hearts scattered, no amount of effort could turn