"This is absolutely impossible! Quarren can never become the king of Mon Calamari, not even as regent!" The moment the Mon Calamari Council Representative said this, a tremendous uproar erupted throughout the chamber.
Especially given her identity—Mina Tills, Mon Calamari's Council Representative in the Galactic Republic Senate, representing the interests of the entire planet.
Her words practically represented the will of all Mon Calamari!
Nearly every Quarren senator, whether they supported Prince Lee-Char or not, leaped to their feet and shouted denunciations. The other Mon Calamari senators immediately fired back, and both sides descended into a cacophonous argument.
Nossori merely watched her calmly before slowly saying, "At a time when this entire planet faces a struggle for survival, are you still clinging to racial prejudice? I only want Dak Planet to endure, to avoid being swallowed by the war between the Galactic Republic and the Confederacy of Independent Systems. Is that wrong?"
"You are not wrong, Lord Norsori," Mina Tills said. "You can accomplish all of that as regent, and we will fully cooperate with you."
"In war, we must maintain a streamlined and efficient administrative system, and that is precisely what a regency cannot provide. The Galactic Republic can grant Chancellor Palpatine emergency powers in preparation for the coming war, so why can't we? Is racial prejudice more important than a war that will decide whether we live or die?" Nossori pressed relentlessly.
"That is against protocol!" Even in the face of Nossori's immense prestige and eloquence, Mina Tills held her ground.
"Was the outbreak of this war in accordance with protocol?" Nossori abruptly pointed toward Prince Lee-Char. "Or is it proper to have this child, who still does not even dare step forward and speak, lead us into war?!"
Prince Lee-Char's face went pale, and he lowered his