"I'm not opposed to the God of Guardianship system. In this excessively cruel world, we need the support of more high-dimensional combat power. In this regard, no one understands better than veterans like us who have been to war."
His name was Kane, right? Lu PingAn remembered him because he was a retired veteran. The mechanical limb on his right arm and the wooden peg replacing his left foot were both marks of his past, and the foundation of how he had become a councilman.
In most worlds, veterans—especially decorated veterans who had been wounded or disabled—were inherently on the right side.
This world's parliamentary system also divided seats between "regions" and "major powers." In this era when capital was not particularly active, one could still become a member of parliament through reputation alone.
That made it even harder for onlookers to understand. As he himself was explaining now, veterans should have been the ones who best understood the importance of high-dimensional beings.
Faith did not come without returns. "Divine Grace" and blessings could tangibly alter the situation across an entire front.
Lu PingAn frowned. This was completely unexpected. It was a proposal he had championed himself, and it had won the approval of Lady Lin and most of the Savior Army. Why had someone suddenly stepped out to stir up trouble?
"Why Kane?"
Lu Lu, standing beside him, was also somewhat unable to understand. She remembered the old general.
Although Marshal Lu had stepped back from the front lines, his influence in both the military and among civilians had continued to rise alongside the growing military academy. She could not imagine why the proposal she and her master had pushed forward would be blocked.
Marshal Lu had already communicated with the military beforehand. No one should have opposed something